Six Realms Immortal Emperor

It was still early before sunrise, and the morning mist had not yet dissipated. In the deep courtyard of the Dongfang family, people had already risen at the sound of roosters and begun their morning exercises for the day.

The same disciples from the East, now grown into fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, practiced martial arts with particular vigor.

Although it was early morning and the air was still a bit chilly, the young men began to practice. Their movements were swift and powerful, their punches and kicks flying like arrows and landing like the wind, demonstrating their solid foundation. Gradually, these young men were all covered in sweat, some even with their backs soaked. But they didn't bother to wipe it off, nor did they dare to make the slightest move.

At the front of the martial arts group stood a middle-aged man, around forty years old, who was staring intently at them. This man was tall and imposing, dressed in simple, close-fitting clothes, with a pair of clear, bright eyes beneath his thick, black hair, exuding a cold, piercing aura.

This man was the head of the Dongfang family, and Dongfang was a skilled warrior.

But what truly intimidated everyone was not just his title as the head of the family, but also his profound martial arts skills. Dongfang was a skilled warrior, known as the "Azure Dragon Palm," and his reputation in the martial arts world was legendary! He was also the head instructor among the many martial arts instructors who trained Dongfang's disciples.

Dongfang Shanzhan's martial arts skills have probably reached the fourth level by now.

"Martial arts practitioners must first train their bodies, and this training is divided into seven levels! The first level is training posture, the second is training courage, the third is training strength, the fourth is training power, the fifth is training bones, the sixth is training qi, and the seventh is training spirit. None of you have even reached the third level yet, your progress is really too slow!" Dongfang Shanzhan said slowly, looking at the disciples in the courtyard, his face full of helplessness.

When Dongfang Shanzhan first debuted, he was about the same age as them, but he had already reached the third level of strength cultivation.

Although these disciples worked very hard in their martial arts training under the guidance and supervision of Dongfang Shanzhan and many other instructors, their own aptitude was quite mediocre, and their level of skill was naturally incomparable to that of Dongfang Shanzhan back then.

"If I cultivate my physical body to the seventh level of Divine Refinement, even a fierce tiger couldn't harm me! Back in the day, one of our ancestors from the Dongfang family was besieged by four fierce tigers while adventuring in the martial world. But my ancestor displayed incredible power, killing all four tigers with his bare hands. He not only tore their skin and flesh, but also shattered their bones. My ancestor himself was completely unharmed. That's the power of cultivating the physical body to the seventh level of Divine Refinement!" Dongfang Shanzhan spoke of his ancestor with a face full of heroic spirit, and couldn't help but bow forward to show his respect.

Upon hearing this, the Dongfang disciples were filled with reverence. Let alone four fierce tigers, even if they encountered any wild beast with their bare hands, they would only be able to flee in panic.

"Patriarch, are there really people in this world who have surpassed the Physical Body Realm?" a disciple in the front row asked curiously.

"Of course! Legend has it that our ancestors' sect, which is now the Brahma Sect of the young lady, has produced immortals. They can not only fly through the clouds and travel thousands of miles, but also possess great supernatural powers, flying into the sky and diving into the earth, moving mountains and overturning seas, and can even live forever and ascend to the immortal realm."

"Ah!" The disciples exclaimed in amazement, wondering when they would have such an opportunity. So they practiced with extra effort, their fists flying like the wind and their legs kicking like arrows.

Becoming an immortal is a dream for everyone in the mortal world—to enter a celestial sect and cultivate immortal bones. Unfortunately, immortal roots are hard to find, and the opportunity to attain immortality is even rarer!

In the back garden, separated from the courtyard by only a wall, there was a stable covered with thick straw. In the topmost clump of straw, two black objects gleamed, peering over the ten-foot-high wall, and were able to see the side of the people practicing martial arts inside the courtyard.

Someone is secretly learning martial arts! That's right, it's Xu Jingtian, the young horse herder.

The martial arts of the Dongfang family are said to have been created by their ancestor for the sake of the Dongfang family's century-old foundation. However, they are only passed down to the family's own members, and outsiders of other surnames are not allowed to practice them.

"I never imagined that I, Xu Jingtian, though just a lowly stable boy in the Dongfang family, doing the dirtiest and hardest work every day, busy with the most trivial and mundane tasks, could still hide in this stable and learn the Dongfang family's secret techniques. Although the risk is enormous, it's worth it; it's better than being a lowly servant for life. I just have to be extra careful not to get discovered by the family head, otherwise I might have my martial arts crippled and be expelled from the family!"

Great families generally have very strict rules and regulations. The servants in the Dongfang family are also divided into different ranks. Those who serve the master, such as stewards, are considered high-ranking servants. If they perform well, they can take the surname of the Dongfang ancestors and become members of the Dongfang family.

The servants who served the young masters and noblemen of the Dongfang family were considered second-class servants, but they held a certain status in the Dongfang household and lived a comfortable life.

Those who remained—the horse herders, the pig feeders, the odd jobs, and so on—were the lowest-ranking members of the Dongfang family, with no status whatsoever. They lived the most miserable lives, worse off than even ordinary families.

Although Xu Jingtian, like other servants, belonged to the "Jing" generation of non-family members, he was the lowest-ranking member of the Dongfang family, lacking even the most basic dignity and being bullied everywhere.

As Xu Jingtian grew older, he felt increasingly stifled by life, surrounded by scorn and humiliation. In this world where everything was based on strength, the strong were respected, and the weak were bullied. If he hadn't become accustomed to this inhuman existence, he wouldn't have risked his life to secretly learn martial arts here.

At this moment, he lay motionless in the straw, carefully memorizing every move the Dongfang disciples were practicing. Dongfang Shanzhan's instructions, powerful and resounding, were heard by him word for word.

The young lady's sect, the Brahma Sect, has produced immortals? They can fly through the sky and into the earth, move mountains and overturn seas, and ascend to the immortal realm? If he can go to the Brahma Sect, wouldn't he have a chance to find his biological parents?

Upon hearing the exciting part, Xu Jingtian's legs tightened, and he couldn't help but want to join in the training.

"Oh no!" Xu Jingtian thought to himself in alarm, and quickly shrank his head into the thick straw.

A straw sandal drifted down from Xu Jingtian's ankle, falling from the stable and into the weeds.

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It was a very slight noise, several feet away from the courtyard, and mixed in with the sounds of hundreds of people practicing martial arts, so it would not arouse any suspicion at all.

But Dongfang Shanzhan was no ordinary warrior; his supernatural powers had already reached the fourth level, and the commotion here could not escape his keen ears. He twitched his ears slightly and heard the strange sound with exceptional clarity.

"Who!" Dongfang Shanzhan shouted softly, frowning slightly. As soon as he uttered the words, he pushed off with his feet and floated to the top of the wall two zhang away.

However, apart from the horses in the backyard stable, who were leisurely whispering to each other and occasionally glancing up, no one was in sight.

The area around the stables was empty, offering no hiding place for anyone.

Dongfang Shanzhan scanned the stables again with his keen eyes, then smiled slightly and muttered to himself, "Heh, I was just being too tense and overthinking these past few days."

It seems that Dongfang Shanzhan has been on edge these past few days; perhaps something important is about to happen that he can't let go of.

Hearing that Dongfang Shanzhan had left, Xu Jingtian, hidden in the straw, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Good heavens, he'd narrowly escaped death; he almost got discovered. If it weren't for the fact that the top of the stable was beyond Dongfang Shanzhan's sight, with his level of skill, discovering Xu Jingtian wouldn't have been difficult.

"Who is it?"

"What happened?"

The young men who were training in the courtyard finally realized what was happening and began to whisper among themselves, all looking towards Dongfang Shanzhan's direction.

Dongfang Shanzhan blushed slightly, and with a powerful leap, he twisted his waist and landed on the wall. To cover it up, he instructed them, "Alright, that's enough for today's training. The eldest young lady sent a letter the other day; she has already set off to return to the fortress to visit her family and is expected to arrive today. You must all act according to the arrangements made the other day without any mistakes, or you will be punished according to family rules!"

As the most prominent family in Guangting Fort, the Dongfang family was known for its strict family rules. Of course, such strictness was necessary for a large family; without it, how could they command respect, and how could they establish themselves?

"Yes!" The morning training ended a little early today, but all the disciples knew that the young lady's first return to the manor from the immortal sect was a big deal and could not be taken lightly, so they all accepted the order and dispersed.

Thanks to that ancestor, the Dongfang family can recommend a person of exceptional talent to enter the Brahma Sect. This cultivation opportunity is extremely rare, something ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of. The Dongfang family is also the only family in Guangting Fortress with a disciple in a cultivation sect.

After everyone had dispersed and the courtyard was completely silent, Xu Jingtian waited quietly for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before daring to peek his small, round head out from the straw in the stable.

He carefully looked around every corner until he was sure the courtyard was really empty before he dared to slowly straighten up and then, very like a monkey, slid down the stable pillar to the ground.

With a quick roll, Xu Jingtian skillfully retrieved the life-threatening straw sandals from the grass, shook his head, and calmly put them on. Several nearby horses, seemingly accustomed to his leaps and bounds, continued to nuzzle and whisper among themselves without even looking up.

"Sigh!" Another boring day of herding horses begins. Xu Jingtian looked at the dozens of fine steeds in the stable, patted the straw stuck to his body, and smiled slightly.