Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

Deep in the mountains, in a desolate wilderness, a slender young figure was sweating profusely under the scorching sun.

"Hmph—hiss—"

Lin Dong lay down, his arms supporting him on the ground, and his body slowly rose and fell with heavy breathing.

Above Lin Dong, a purple lotus floated silently in the air. The mysterious patterns on the surface of the lotus appeared and disappeared intermittently. At the same time, an invisible pressure seemed to permeate from the purple lotus, enveloping the space several feet around Lin Dong.

Under the immense pressure, even the air seemed to thicken. At this moment, Lin Dong was doing basic training. What was originally a relaxed movement became extremely difficult in the omnipresent heavy force field, making it almost impossible for Lin Dong to breathe.

Without the support of Yuan energy, relying solely on his physical body to face the pressure coming from all directions, Lin Dong's body was constantly under high-intensity training. Sweat had already soaked through his clothes, dripping from between his fingers onto the ground, forming streaks of water.

Just as Lin Dong was feeling his strength waning and his arms were visibly trembling, a clear, melodious female voice, like the gentle lapping of a jade spring, drifted from afar. The calm tone made Lin Dong pause slightly.

"You can't even hold on that fast? Are you even capable?"

Lin Dong struggled to lift his head and saw a stunningly beautiful figure, her face veiled by a light gauze, sitting serenely on the cliff. Her white clothes were as pure as snow, and her composed demeanor was as if she were admiring the scenery. This made the disheveled Lin Dong smile bitterly.

Miss Mu was quite relaxed. The purple lotus was connected to her mind and could release its field to assist Lin Dong's cultivation without her having to exert any extra mental effort to control it. She herself only needed to observe from the sidelines.

Moreover, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Mu Zi sat in a place where Lin Dong could see her at any time, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far. Her bright white figure and graceful and charming posture would occasionally distract Lin Dong subconsciously. However, she seemed completely unaware of her own charm, leisurely sitting aside and watching Lin Dong's cultivation, subtly teasing the young man's gaze.

Although Lin Dong was slightly resentful, he quickly accepted Mu Zi's "supervision." On the bright side, having such a beautiful woman by his side, even though he could see her but not touch her, was at least pleasing to the eye and kept Lin Dong in a good mood during his tedious and arduous cultivation.

With a beautiful woman in front of him, he didn't want her to see his lazy and vulnerable side, which indirectly increased his motivation to cultivate.

Just as he heard the beauty's slightly teasing tone, Lin Dong took a deep breath, and with a strength he didn't know came from, he stopped his decline and, supporting his body which was already on the verge of its limit, quickly began to move in place.

hum-

At this moment, lines seemed to light up on Lin Dong's body, and every inch of his flesh and blood transformed into a furnace, greedily absorbing and refining the energy remaining deep within his meridians.

Lin Dong felt that his physical body seemed to have broken through a bottleneck, and his strength had increased significantly. The oppressive field that he could barely withstand before was no longer as heavy as before. Lin Dong pushed himself up with both hands and easily jumped up from the ground. Excitement also appeared in his eyes as he looked at Yi Ren in the distance.

"Miss Mu, I've broken through!"

The fairy's clear and melodious voice rang out: "Well, that concludes today's cultivation. You may rest now."

As she spoke, she was about to raise her finger to recall the Purple Lotus, but Lin Dong shook his head slightly, indicating that they could continue.

Seeing the determination in the boy's eyes, Mu Zi hesitated for a moment, then let Lin Dong go.

hum-

With a flick of her jade finger, the purple lotus suspended in the air shimmered, and an even heavier pressure than before enveloped Lin Dong, causing his body to sink slightly.

"If you can't keep going, just let me know."

Lin Dong waved his hand, looking rather dashing, and then bent down and threw himself back into his intensive training.

Mu Zi gazed at the slender figure who, though exhausted, was still sweating profusely, and felt a greater sense of recognition for him. In her eyes, Lin Dong's talent was insignificant, but his tenacity was something that ordinary people could not possess, which made Lin Dong qualified to become a strongman.

"They do have some ambition."

Seeing that Lin Dong was able to adapt to this "heavy pressure" body-tempering method, Mu Zixuan calmly withdrew her gaze and stopped paying attention to him.

Lin Dong is getting stronger, and her strength cannot lag behind.

With her consciousness sinking deep into her spiritual realm, Mu Zi immediately sat quietly in place and entered a state of cultivation.

Although her cultivation has now reached the perfect stage of the first transformation, continuing to cultivate will require facing a bottleneck, and the accumulation of power is extremely slow. However, Mu Zi will not easily give up on her cultivation and allow her strength to stagnate forever.

Although her power stemmed from her innate strong foundation, Mu Zi believed that while she could accept this unique advantage, she could not become completely dependent on it.

True strength is not something that can be achieved by innate "bloodline". Mu Zi does not believe that she is useless except for her extraordinary talent. She cannot accept resting on her innate capital without improving herself.

Moreover, any power that comes out of thin air may always have hidden dangers. Mu Zi will not be leaving the Great Yan Dynasty for some time to come. With nothing else to do, she would rather rely on her slow but steady cultivation progress to solidify her foundation and completely transform it into her own power.

Besides that, Mu Zi still harbored other thoughts—

Without a fundamental source, is it truly impossible to break through?

She wanted to give it a try.

Next, I need to accumulate strength to break through the bottleneck. Until then, I should maintain myself at my peak condition as much as possible.

In a secluded place unknown to anyone, a man and a woman were each immersed in their cultivation.

Lin Dong and Mu Zi, one active and the other quiet, accompanied each other, creating a subtle harmony.

The sun was setting in the west, and dusk was approaching.

Mu Zi awoke from her meditation, opened her purple eyes and looked at the boy dragging his heavy body under the afterglow of the setting sun. With a slight thought, the purple lotus hanging in the air slowly withdrew its radiance, and the field surrounding Lin Dong gradually weakened and finally dissipated.

With a gentle wave of her hand, a purple lotus floated over and landed back in Mu Zi's hair. Then, she looked at Lin Dong and, without saying a word, a white ribbon flew out from her sleeve, rolled up the swaying Lin Dong below, and brought him in front of her.

"Go back and clean up, we'll continue tomorrow."

Untying the white silk, Mu Zi's gaze swept over Lin Dong's slightly disheveled appearance. She casually uttered a remark, and then, under his watchful eyes, she lightly touched the ground with her jade feet and drifted gracefully towards the horizon.

Watching the beauty's departing figure, Lin Dong's heartstrings relaxed, and his legs, which had been supporting him, finally gave way, causing him to collapse to the ground, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

Just as Lin Dong was congratulating himself on finally saving face in front of Miss Mu, he failed to see the captivating curve of the lips beneath the veil of the beautiful figure in the sky.