Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

Half a day has passed.

Zhao Sheng woke up from his sleep and looked out the window. He could already see the coastline. He washed his face and went to the deck, where he saw the ship docking.

He hadn't packed much luggage, and even his clothes were a bit dirty and torn. He had come all the way through mountains and wilderness to learn martial arts, so it was inevitable that his clothes would be damaged.

As soon as the ship docked and Zhao Sheng stepped off, someone approached him. "You're the assassin sent by God, aren't you? I've been waiting for you here for a long time. I've already taken care of your identity."

"Just go there when the time comes, no one will stop you. Remember, this is our last chance. If we fail again, once Tang Zichen returns to the Tang Clan overseas, we will have no more opportunities."

"If the mission fails, the higher-ups won't let you off the hook. You'll either die at Tang Zichen's hands or stay in China forever until the organization sends someone to kill you."

After saying that, the man hurriedly left.

Zhao Sheng glanced at his appearance briefly. He had an ordinary face, the kind you wouldn't notice in a crowd. He didn't seem to have any martial arts training. "Looks like an ordinary contact person."

He didn't know why the man thought he was an assassin, but he figured that among the people who disembarked, he was the only one who practiced martial arts, so the man had simply misjudged him.

The God Assassin Organization keeps its members' information very secret. You can only see the missions that have been accepted, but it's very difficult to know who accepted the missions or how many people accepted them.

It was a lucky accident!

Zhao Sheng pondered this and, realizing it, smiled inexplicably. He had dealt with three assassins on the ship, only to become their scapegoat in the blink of an eye—a truly unexpected turn of events.

"Now that he's arranged my identity, I don't need to worry about being an unregistered resident." He strode into the security checkpoint, and because of the person's instructions, he passed through the checkpoint after a brief inspection.

In those days, few people had cell phones. Zhao Sheng went directly to the train station, bought a hard-seat ticket, and waited quietly. He was going to the capital to visit the older generation of boxing masters.

His boxing intent needs nourishment; he needs to absorb more boxing intent and integrate it into his own boxing intent.

The older generation of boxers were all people who participated in the Red Army revolution back then. Now, those with status and power live in the capital and enjoy their retirement.

A girl sat next to Zhao Sheng. She was wearing a hat and a mask, revealing a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. She wore a t-shirt and a red jacket on top, and slightly loose jeans on the bottom.

He glanced at her.

The girl sensed a gaze on her and looked over as well. Their eyes met, and both of them had clear, innocent eyes. "Zhao Sheng."

Zhao Sheng glanced at the girl's slender hands, which were covered in calluses, and her sitting posture showed signs of boxing practice. She was also a boxing master, and her strength was more than just that of a Dark Force martial artist.

"Tang Zichen." Tang Zichen nodded gently and said her name.

She could see that Zhao Sheng was not as strong as herself, but in China, apart from the older generation, no one could reach the Transformation Realm at this age.

Even overseas, very few people can reach the level of Hua Jin, but Zhao Sheng next to him has done it. His talent is terrifying, and he may be able to step into the legendary realm of "breaking through the void and seeing the indestructible god" in the future.

Tang Zichen didn't notice that Zhao Sheng's eyes changed slightly when she said her name, but the change quickly disappeared and he returned to calm.

"Fellow Daoist, I see you are also a master of boxing, and you must have your own insights into boxing. Would you like to exchange some boxing experiences?" Zhao Sheng asked.

Tang Zichen has come a long way on the path of Transformation Realm, and is just one opportunity away from advancing from Transformation Realm to Core Realm and becoming a master of Core Realm.

He wanted to learn from her insights and experiences on the path of "Transformation of Internal Energy," as the insights of a seasoned master of "Transformation of Internal Energy" were invaluable and could shorten the time he spent on that path.

This is one of the reasons why many people seek out a master to teach them martial arts. Having a predecessor to guide them is the only way to take a shortcut; if you practice alone, you don't know how many wrong paths you'll take.

Exchanging insights on martial arts can benefit both parties, reflecting on their respective paths, and perhaps even finding a spark of inspiration in other insights?

"Yes, my train leaves at 5 p.m., so I have an hour and a half left." Tang Zichen nodded, agreeing to Zhao Sheng's request.

She has spent several years immersed in the Hua Jin (Transformation Realm) path and is about to complete it. She has not yet shown any signs of exploring the Dan Jin (Elixir Realm) path, which is one of the important reasons for her return to China.

She needed to quiet down for a while to organize her martial arts skills and, incidentally, search for a successor to the national martial arts tradition in China. Wang Chao, who was almost twenty years old but still called her "sister," was the successor she chose.

"My path is the path of utmost sincerity, which allows one to know the future. The path of transforming strength needs to be constructed based on your intentions. If you want the path to last, you need a solid foundation."

"Just like building a house, if the foundation is not solid enough, your house is prone to collapse and it is difficult to go far on the path of transforming energy."

"And this is one of the most important reasons why some martial artists and boxers spend their entire lives at the level of Huajin. The path of Huajin ultimately comes down to lofty aspirations and the spirit of boxing."

"Therefore, you need to constantly engage in martial arts exchanges to prove your path, verify your intentions and concepts, and then fill in and improve upon them."

Tang Zichen shared her insights on transforming internal energy without reservation. The Tang Clan was an organization founded by a group of martial arts masters to revitalize Chinese martial arts, so when she saw a promising talent, she naturally wanted to help him avoid going astray.

Zhao Sheng carefully considered Tang Zichen's words, formed his own thoughts, and began to articulate his own path: "My path is that the road lies ahead, and my way arises naturally."

"The road has no end, and the path has no limit. My path is to keep moving forward, to comprehend the mysteries of the Tao, and the purpose of my boxing is to use my own boxing intent to cut off the path of others."

"All paths are severed, but my path endures forever. I will use my path to reflect all paths and reconnect all roads. Severing a path is also creating a new one."

After hearing Zhao Sheng's plan, Tang Zichen's eyes showed astonishment. The plan was good, but to block someone else's path with one's own fist intent was to create enmity and make enemies. How dare he do that?

Moreover, all paths are severed, but my path endures forever. My path reflects all paths and connects all roads. So, are their paths still the same?

Or perhaps their path is an extension of yours, destined to live in your shadow, never able to escape your constraints—this is true enmity that obstructs your path!

"Your path is destined to make you an enemy of the world, with no room for maneuver. Unless you abandon this path and choose another, you will face endless pursuit in the future," Tang Zichen said.

She also knew that once a boxer had chosen a path, it was very difficult for him to abandon it and change it, but she didn't want such promising young talents in Chinese martial arts to die on their own path.

Unfortunately, every boxer's will is very firm and cannot be shaken by a few words. Zhao Sheng's will is even more unbreakable. He shook his head and refused, saying, "Everyone's path is different."

"If I die on this path, it only proves that I am not strong enough. The road to success is littered with corpses, and the burial ground is for the defeated!"

"This is my business card. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can call this number. I hope you can live to become a true enlightened being." Tang Zichen saw the determination in Zhao Sheng's eyes and handed him a business card.

"Okay, be careful too," Zhao Sheng said, taking the business card.

His words didn't need much explanation; Tang Zichen should know what he meant. She had made too many enemies, and every assassin organization wanted to kill her for the bounty. A large number of assassins from the god organization were also eager to make a move.

However, the overseas Tang Clan leaders are not so easy to kill. Unless a Dan Jin level assassin is dispatched, even a Hua Jin level assassin would be useless.