High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Several hours later.

The Gale fighter jet pierced through the clouds and landed at the Holy Venerable's Mansion on Dragon Abyss Mountain.

The front courtyard of the mansion was bustling with activity at that moment.

The shadow shrank to the size of a large, dark purple dog, lying on the bluestone slab basking in the sun, its tail swishing idly.

Shadow Blade was squatting to the side, "teaching" Ming Sha, explaining the rules of the manor one by one with his paws.

"The third rule is that you can't be picky about what the boss gives you; you have to eat whatever he gives you."

"The fourth rule is that you can't step on Shadow Bro's tail. That's his Achilles' heel. If you do, you'll get beaten up."

"Article 5..."

Ming Sha squatted opposite him, his vertical pupils half-open and half-closed.

He had an expression that said, "I listened, but I didn't really hear anything."

Seeing Chen Yuan's clone descend from the fighter jet, it instinctively shrank its neck.

Chen Yuan's clone ignored them.

Walk straight through the backyard corridor and step onto the stone bridge to the island in the middle of the lake.

The ninth floor of the cultivation tower.

The main body sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit gathering array. About half of the surrounding spirit crystals had been consumed, and pale golden primordial power flowed within the tower like a thin mist.

The clone stepped forward and sat cross-legged in front of the main body.

The two faced each other, with identical faces and identical auras.

The only difference is that the main body is surrounded by the divine might of a mid-stage Martial God, while the clone is limited by the core quality of the Myriad Manifestations Clone, and its cultivation level remains at the peak of Martial Saint.

Chen Yuan's original consciousness was simultaneously controlling two bodies, a very strange feeling.

It's like someone playing two accounts at the same time: a max-level main account and a half-finished alt account.

Vision is dual, and perception is dual.

But there is only one way of thinking.

The main body opened its eyes and a thought arose in its mind.

The cyan-gold Creation Cauldron flew out from the infinite storage space and landed steadily in front of the clone.

The clone reached out and took the alchemy furnace, its surface as smooth and warm as jade.

During the following period, his main body was responsible for cultivation, while his clone was responsible for refining pills to enhance the foundation of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Chen Yuan's clone put the Creation Cauldron into his storage space, then got up and walked out of the cultivation tower.

The tower gates are closed.

The main body closed its eyes tightly and continued to circulate the Primordial Divine Scripture, absorbing the surrounding primordial power and spiritual energy.

The clone then stepped across the stone bridge.

Walk through the corridor towards the outside of the mansion.

Upon hearing footsteps, the shadowy figure jumped up from the stone slab with a start.

"Boss, where are you going?"

"Dragon Martial Division Headquarters, alchemy," the clone replied casually.

Shadow's eyes lit up and he was about to follow when his clone waved his hand.

"You can stay here; you don't need to come with us."

Immediately, Chen Yuan's clone left the mansion, transforming into a streak of light and flying towards the headquarters of the Dragon Martial Division.

In front of the national treasury gate of the Longwu Division headquarters.

The same elite group of warriors remained in charge of guarding the national treasury.

The patrol captain saw the streak of light on the horizon from afar, his pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately recognized the person as soon as the figure landed on the square.

"Lord Chen!"

The captain knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in salute, and the group of martial artists behind him also knelt down in unison.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Chen Yuan's clone nodded casually, "Get up."

"I'm going to refine pills here. You can all go about your business and don't worry about me."

Alchemy? Here?

The captain was taken aback for a moment but didn't dare to ask any more questions. He led his men to retreat to the side.

The clone didn't waste any words; it simply moved its mind.

The Creation Cauldron flew out of the storage space and landed in the center of the square with a "bang".

Followed by.

He then took out a large number of rare and precious materials from his spatial ring.

The remaining spiritual herbs and medicines in the national treasury, the various materials plundered from the treasury of the Eastern Kingdom, and the mountain of high-grade spirit crystals... were piled up into a small mountain beside him in the blink of an eye.

The patrolling warriors stared in disbelief.

"So many rare and precious herbs..."

The captain lowered his voice and scolded, "Shut up, don't disturb the God."

Everyone immediately fell silent.

But his eyes remained fixed on the figure in the center of the square, unwilling to look away.

Chen Yuan's clone sat down cross-legged and waved his hand.

Divine fire surged from his palm and drilled into the bottom of the Creation Cauldron.

The pale golden flames burned silently, and the array patterns on the furnace body lit up one by one, as if the entire furnace had come to life.

The spiritual herbs began to fly into the alchemy furnace.

They don't fly away one by one, they fly away in handfuls.

The clone's movements were exactly the same as the original, throwing in the spiritual herbs and adjusting the heat at will, moving as fast as frying beans.

The first batch of pills was ready in less than a minute.

The furnace lid popped open, and more than twenty round pills flew out and hovered in mid-air.

It is perfectly round, with a uniform color and a fragrant aroma.

All of them are top-tier level 8.

The clone casually put the pills into a jade bottle and continued with the next batch.

One furnace after another, with almost no breaks in between.

The spiritual herbs flew into the alchemy furnace like flowing water, and the pills popped out like beans.

The patrol's warriors, initially shocked, gradually became numb.

"I understand now..." a young martial artist muttered to himself, "Chen Shenzun's alchemy is pretty much like our cooking."

The veteran next to him rolled his eyes at him: "You think you can cook a pot of food in a minute? Do you think you're cooking instant noodles?"

"I was just using a metaphor..."

Time passed by, second by second.

The fragrance of cinnamon permeated the square grew stronger and stronger, so strong that even the civilian staff in the headquarters building could smell it.

Many people came out to see what was going on.

But none of them dared to approach; they simply stood at a distance on the edge of the square, watching the figure sitting cross-legged.

No one dared to make a sound to disturb him, but astonished gazes converged from all directions, almost overwhelming his clone.

The clone was completely unaware, its entire mind immersed in alchemy.

Just then.

The communication ring on my wrist vibrated.

The clone glanced down and saw it was a communication request from the Second Elder.

He continued throwing spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace while simultaneously opening the communication interface.

A light screen popped up.

The Second Elder's face appeared in the frame.

The old martial saint, who held a high position of power in the Great Xia Kingdom, had a somewhat subtle expression on his face at this moment.

It was as if he wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to speak.

"Chief Chen... are you busy?" The Second Elder forced a smile.

The clone continued working with his hands, casually saying, "Refining pills, Second Elder, just say what you need to say."

The Second Elder coughed lightly, a hint of unease flashing across his old face.

He paused for two seconds as if organizing his thoughts, but finally forced himself to speak.

"That's right, Chief Chen."

"I've been stuck at the late stage of Martial Saint for quite some time now, and I've accumulated a lot of rare and precious materials over the years. I'd like to ask you to help me refine a Breakthrough Pill... a low-grade ninth-rank one will do."

After saying that, he quickly added, "Of course, I can't let you work for nothing!"

"Just name your price—spirit crystals, materials, or whatever else—as long as I can afford it, I won't hesitate!"

The communication ring vibrated again as soon as he finished speaking.

Another communication request came in; it was from the Third Elder.

The clone clicked to take a look.

The Third Elder's rugged face appeared on another light screen.

"Master Chen! I thought..." The Third Elder scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed that the Second Elder had beaten him to it.

"I also want a Breakthrough Pill."

"A low-grade ninth-rank item will do. I have all the materials here, you see..."

The clone listened to the two elders' cautious pleas and a slight smile appeared on its lips.

Two late-stage Martial Saints.

Normally, he's a powerful figure in the Great Xia Kingdom, whose every stomp would shake the ground. But now, in order to beg for a single pill, he speaks with a hint of flattery.

For experts of their level, the Ninth-Order Breakthrough Pill is a fast track to the peak of Martial Saint.

"Alright, don't be so polite."

Chen Yuan's clone spoke casually, his hands never stopping refining pills, "Just send someone to deliver the materials, no need for payment."

The Second Elder and the Third Elder were both stunned.

"This...this is too much trouble!" The Second Elder quickly declined, "Ninth-grade pills are priceless, and Breakthrough Pills are even more precious. How could I let you go to all this trouble for nothing..."

The Third Elder quickly chimed in, "Yes, Chief Chen, just name your price! We're willing to pay whatever it is!"

The clone didn't even look up, saying in a flat tone, "Just a ninth-grade pill, nothing to worry about."

"You guys hurry up and break through. Putting in more effort in the upcoming battle will be better than any reward you could give me."

That's a very understated statement.

But it carried great weight in the ears of the two elders.

For other Saint-level alchemists, refining just one batch of ninth-grade pills would take months or even longer of mental effort.

The success rate may not even be very high.

But Chen Yuan described it as "a matter of course." This wasn't arrogance; he genuinely had the confidence to do it!

The Second Elder took a deep breath and solemnly clasped his hands in a salute: "Chief Chen, I will remember this favor."

The Third Elder also put away his usual gruff demeanor and said solemnly, "Thank you very much, Chief Chen! Please don't hesitate to ask if you ever need my help!"

The clone grunted "Mmm" and hung up the call.

His hands continued working without stopping, refining batch after batch.

Spiritual herbs fluttered, and divine fire leaped.

The pills were gushing out like flowing water.

As for why he didn't want any reward, it was mainly because he currently had plenty of spirit crystals, and secondly, he wanted to see if he could trigger another system achievement.

......

Not long after.

Two batches of materials were delivered to the square one after the other.

The Second Elder and the Third Elder both sent their trusted disciples.

The two young men respectfully handed the spatial ring to the clone, then stepped aside, barely daring to breathe.

The clone opened the ring and glanced at it; the materials were plentiful.

The amount of ninth-grade spiritual herbs and auxiliary medicinal materials is 30% more than that of normal pill formulas.

Clearly, the two elders were worried that there wouldn't be enough materials, so they prepared extra to avoid wasting Chen Yuan's time.

"That's enough."

The clone took the materials out of the ring and placed them aside separately.

Then he stopped his usual alchemy practice.

I cleaned up the Creation Cauldron, preparing to refine these two Breakthrough Pills.

The crowd gathered at the edge of the square lowered their voices several decibels upon seeing this scene.

"Is Director Chen going to refine ninth-grade pills?"

"A Breakthrough Pill! A ninth-grade Breakthrough Pill! If this works, won't the Second Elder and Third Elder break through to the peak of Martial Saint?"

"Can a ninth-tier pill be the same as an eighth-tier one...? The difficulty has increased at least several times..."

The clone ignored the sounds and probed the Creation Cauldron with its divine sense, where divine fire leaped at the bottom of the furnace.

One after another, the ninth-tier spiritual herbs flew into the cauldron and were transformed into pure medicinal liquid under the scorching of the divine fire.

His technique was even more casual than when he was refining the eighth-grade pills earlier.

But everyone present could sense that the aura of this batch of pills was completely different from the previous ones.

Time passed by, second by second.

This time, the clone's speed was noticeably slower.

of course.

This "slow" is relative to himself.

For other Saint-level alchemists, his speed was still ridiculously fast.

About half an hour later.

The Creation Cauldron trembled slightly, and the lid popped open automatically.

A rich, almost tangible fragrance of elixir rose into the sky, instantly filling most of the Dragon Martial Division headquarters.

Four pills flew out of the furnace and hovered in mid-air, exuding a rich fragrance and emanating a heart-pounding aura.

A high-grade ninth-tier breakthrough pill.

All four are top-grade level nine!

Chen Yuan's clone looked at the four pills in front of him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"A critical hit?"

The divine-grade top-quality pill furnace did not disappoint him.

Edge of the square.

The two disciples who brought the materials were completely dumbfounded!

Although their cultivation level wasn't the highest, they still had a broad perspective after following their master for many years.

Four Grade 9 Breakthrough Pills!

What does this mean?

Any one of these would be enough to make even a Martial Saint-level expert fight tooth and nail for it!

Chen Yuan's clone placed the four pills into four jade boxes, one pill in each box.

Then he beckoned the two disciples over.

"Take it back to your master."

The two disciples each received a jade box with both hands, their hands trembling with excitement. They carefully put the jade boxes into their spatial rings and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Venerable Chen! This disciple expresses my gratitude on behalf of my master for your great kindness!"

The clone waved its hand.

The two men respectfully withdrew and quickly left.

The clone looked at the two remaining Breakthrough Pills in front of it, thought for a moment, and then called for someone to come over.

"Send these two pills to Sixth Elder Ning Yutang and Thirteenth Elder Lin Zuyao."

The Dragon Martial Division member who was summoned was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, this... what should we say?"

"Just tell them it was a gift from me, and tell them to hurry up and break through."

The member dared not ask any further questions, respectfully accepted the jade box, and quickly left.

There was no other reason why the clone sent these two pills.

Among the many elders of the Dragon Martial Division.

Besides Zhou Qing, Ning Yutang and Lin Zuyao are the people he is closest to.

After dealing with these matters, Chen Yuan's clone sat down cross-legged again to continue refining pills.

Several hours later.

Japan, a large-scale celestial defense line.

Sixth Elder Ning Yutang was reviewing defense reports in the command room when a subordinate knocked on the door and entered, carrying an exquisite jade box in both hands.

"Elder, this was sent from the Dragon Martial Division headquarters. They said it was from Divine Lord Chen to you."

Ning Yutang paused for a moment, then took the jade box and opened the lid.

A pill lay quietly in the box, its fragrance instantly filling the entire command room.

Her pupils suddenly contracted.

Ninth-grade superior breakthrough pill!

"Chief Chen..."

Ning Yutang's hand gripping the jade box tightened slightly.

She has been stuck at the mid-stage of Martial Saint for a long time, unable to find a breakthrough opportunity.

With this elixir...

Breaking through to the late stage of Martial Saint is almost a certainty!

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart and sent a message to Chen Yuan through her communication ring.

"Chief Chen, the pills have been received. Yu Tang will forever remember this kindness..."

Almost at the same time.

Lin Zuyao, the thirteenth elder, who was far away on another Heavenly Cave defense line, also received the same jade box.

He has almost fully recovered from his injuries.

He was stunned when he saw the purple-gold pill in the box.

Ninth-grade superior breakthrough pill!

After a long silence, he opened the communication ring and solemnly edited a message to Chen Yuan to express his gratitude.