High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

The aroma of medicine never fades from the square in front of the national treasury at the headquarters of the Dragon Martial Division.

Chen Yuan's clones sat cross-legged in front of the Creation Cauldron, with eighteen clones lined up in a row and nineteen alchemy furnaces simultaneously igniting.

One batch of pills after another flew out of the alchemy furnace and landed in the jade bottle that had been prepared beforehand.

The seventh-grade pills were piled up into a small mountain.

The eighth-grade pills were neatly arranged.

The ninth-grade pills were stored separately, each one radiating an alluring luster.

The outer perimeter of the square.

The alchemists from the Dragon Martial Division surrounded Chen Yuan's clone, their eyes fixed on his every move.

An elderly alchemist with gray hair watched with rapt attention.

"So this is how ninth-grade divine medicine can be refined... I've been refining pills my whole life, and only today do I realize I haven't even scratched the surface."

A middle-aged alchemist next to him nodded repeatedly.

"Master Chen's technique is too exquisite. Controlling the fire, purifying, and condensing the pill, every step is perfect."

"Just watching him refine pills makes me feel like my own pill-refining skills have improved significantly."

Other alchemists echoed this sentiment.

Chen Yuan's clone ignored the surrounding discussions and continued to focus on the pills in his hands.

at last.

The last batch of pills flew out of the Creation Cauldron.

All materials have been refined.

Chen Yuan's clone stood up, put some of the pills into his spatial ring, and handed the rest to the Dragon Martial Division warrior beside him.

"These will be put into the national treasury."

The martial artist quickly bowed and accepted it.

"Yes, Chief Chen!"

The surrounding alchemists thought Chen Yuan's clone was about to leave and were about to step forward to ask him a few questions.

Then they saw something that left them speechless.

Chen Yuan's clone did not leave.

He sat down cross-legged again and took out a pile of ores and rare treasures from his spatial ring.

Crimson Flame Divine Iron, Frost Crystal Ore, Fallen Star Crystal, Dragon Scale Gold...

Each piece is a priceless forging material.

Chen Yuan's clone raised his hand, and spiritual energy surged from his palm, condensing into a spiritual energy hammer, a spiritual energy furnace, and a spiritual energy forging platform.

They were all formed from pure spiritual energy.

The surrounding alchemists looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Is Chief Chen going to...forge a weapon?"

A sharp-eyed martial artist exclaimed in surprise.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Dragon Martial Division headquarters.

A short while later.

All the blacksmiths from the Dragon Martial Division came.

The leader was an elderly man with white hair and beard, none other than Ouyang Ye, the chief blacksmith of the Dragon Martial Division.

He squeezed into the crowd.

As soon as they stood still, they saw Chen Yuan's clone holding a spirit hammer, tapping and hammering on a piece of crimson divine iron.

With each hammer blow, the Crimson Flame Divine Iron deformed a little more.

After a few hammer blows.

A long sword, entirely crimson, was thus formed.

Ouyang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What...what kind of technique is this?"

The voice of a middle-aged blacksmith behind him was trembling.

"Crimson Flame Divine Iron is a ninth-grade material with extremely high hardness. It takes us three days and three nights of burning it in a special forging furnace to soften it even a little bit."

"Master Chen actually used a hammer made of condensed spiritual energy to create a sword embryo in just a few blows?"

Chen Yuan's clone ignored the shock around him.

He continued hammering, the spirit hammer falling repeatedly on the sword blank.

Every strike was precise to the extreme, with perfect power, angle, and rhythm.

Quenching.

Enchant.

Engraving.

The process was seamless and efficient.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a longsword, entirely crimson with flame patterns flowing along its blade, was completed.

A ninth-grade superior-quality weapon, the Crimson Flame Sword.

Ouyang Ye's mouth was agape, big enough to fit a fist.

"One stick of incense... Ninth-grade superior quality..."

"I've spent my whole life forging weapons, and it takes at least a month to craft a top-grade ninth-rank weapon."

"Director Chen finished it in just one incense stick's time?"

Chen Yuan's clone casually placed the Crimson Flame Sword aside and picked up a piece of Frost Crystal Ore to begin forging.

The spirit hammer fell again.

This time it's even faster.

Half an incense stick later, a shield, entirely blue and radiating a chilling aura, took shape.

Ninth-tier superior grade, Frost Shield.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

Armor, spears, bows and arrows, battle formations...

Various kinds of equipment were constantly being created from Chen Yuan's clones.

He forged dozens of pieces of top-tier, eighth-grade assembly line equipment in one go.

He also forged more than a dozen pieces of top-grade ninth-tier equipment.

They even forged three pieces of top-grade ninth-tier battle armor.

Ouyang Ye was dumbfounded.

The blacksmiths behind him were all dumbfounded.

"You can easily forge ninth-tier equipment using tools condensed from spiritual energy..."

"I've never even seen this forging technique before."

"Not only is Master Chen incredibly powerful, but his alchemy and weapon forging are also at a god-like level. Is he even human?"

Standing by the office window, Zhou Qing looked at the spectacular scene in the square and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"He is proficient in alchemy, formation, weapon forging, and combat."

"Is there anything this guy can't do?"

His adjutant muttered something under his breath.

"Director Zhou, Director Chen seems to really know everything."

Zhou Qing was silent for a moment, then sighed and revealed a joyful smile.

"Yes, I can do everything."

"What a monster..."

on the square.

Chen Yuan's clone used up all the forging materials, and the last piece of equipment was formed from the spirit hammer.

He stood up and divided the equipment into two piles.

A pile of them was handed over to the martial artist beside him and sent into the national treasury.

The other pile was stored in a spatial ring, to be carried with him in case of emergency, and he could also give some to his servants whenever he felt like it.

The surrounding blacksmiths finally snapped out of their daze when they saw Chen Yuan's clone about to leave.

Ouyang Ye quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Chen Yuan's clone.

"Master Chen! I dare to ask you a few questions about forging..."

Other blacksmiths also gathered around, their eyes filled with longing.

Chen Yuan's clone glanced at them but did not refuse.

"Ask away."

Ouyang Ye was overjoyed and immediately asked about all the questions that had been bothering him for years.

Chen Yuan's clone answered all the questions one by one.

The surroundings were quiet, and all the blacksmiths were listening intently, afraid of missing a single word.

......

at the same time.

Longyuan Mountain, the ninth level of the cultivation tower.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit-gathering array, with very few spirit crystals and divine medicines remaining around him.

The divine power within his body had become significantly stronger than it had been half a month ago.

He was just one hair's breadth away from reaching the pinnacle of the Martial God realm.

Just then.

Suddenly, that familiar mechanical voice echoed in my mind.

[Ding! The monthly check-in count has been refreshed. Would you like to check in now?]

Chen Yuan habitually diverted some of his attention.

"Check-in".

[Ding! Check-in successful!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the following rewards: 10 Saint-Breaking Pills, 1 Divine-Grade Supreme Crimson Flame Divine Iron, and 1 Divine-Grade Supreme Void Divine Crystal.]

"Breakthrough Saint Pill: A divine-grade top-quality pill. Martial artists below the Martial Saint realm can immediately break through to the early stage of Martial Saint after taking it, with a solid foundation and no side effects. Each person can only take one; repeated use is ineffective."

"Crimson Flame Divine Iron: A top-grade divine forging material. Entirely crimson, it contains the purest and most potent power of fire. It can be used to forge divine-grade fire-attribute equipment, increasing the forging success rate by 30% and significantly improving the quality of the finished product."

"Void Divine Crystal: A top-grade divine material. It contains pure void primordial power and can be used to forge spatial equipment or as the core of spatial arrays. It can also be absorbed directly to enhance one's understanding of spatial laws."

["Does the host wish to claim it immediately?"]

After reading the reward, Chen Yuan's lips curled up slightly.

Breakthrough Saint Pill, ten pills.

This means that ten martial saints can be trained immediately.

With the addition of the existing Martial Saints in the Dragon Martial Division, the number of Martial Saints in the Great Xia Kingdom will exceed thirty.

This force, placed in the previous Heavenly Cave Battle, was already greater than that of any ninth-tier leader in any alien army except for the God Race.

The Crimson Flame Divine Iron can be forged into a fire-attribute divine equipment using divine forging techniques.

The Void Crystal can be left to Shadow.

That creature is a void behemoth; after absorbing this divine crystal, its control over spatial power will definitely reach a new level.

"receive."

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

Ten jade bottles, a piece of crimson divine iron about two meters long, and a fist-sized transparent crystal appeared out of thin air in the infinite storage space.

The Breakthrough Pills were placed in ten jade bottles, each emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

The Crimson Flame Divine Iron is entirely crimson, with flame-like patterns flowing across its surface, and a scorching aura emanates from it.

The Void Crystal was as transparent as crystal, and countless tiny points of light could be faintly seen flashing inside, emitting a mysterious spatial fluctuation.

Chen Yuan nodded in satisfaction and put the things away.

Then he closed his eyes again, absorbing the last bit of spirit crystals and divine medicine beside him.

The divine power within his body grew increasingly abundant, drawing ever closer to that limit.

......

A week later.

Longyuan Mountain, Shadow Blade's meditation room.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted.

Shadow Blade emerged from the meditation room, his aura significantly stronger than before his seclusion.

Peak of the ninth rank.

It looked down at its hands, its vertical pupils filled with excitement.

We've finally broken through!

After being stuck at the late stage of the ninth rank for so many years, with the help of a large amount of resources bestowed by Chen Yuan, he has finally made a further progress!

Shadowblade couldn't wait to rush out of the meditation room and search for people throughout the mansion to share his joy.

The first thing it found was the Shadow.

The shadowy creature was lying in the yard sunbathing, its nine-hundred-meter size shrunk to two meters, and it lazily yawned.

Shadow Blade rushed towards it.

"Brother Ying! I've broken through! Peak of the ninth rank!"

The shadow opened one eyelid and glanced at it.

"Oh, congratulations."

Then continue sunbathing with your eyes closed.

Shadow Blade didn't care and happily ran off to find Chen Tianling.

Chen Tianling was practicing his spear technique in the training ground when he saw Yingren running over excitedly, so he stopped what he was doing.

"A breakthrough?"

Shadowblade nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm! Peak of the ninth rank!"

Chen Tianling patted its shoulder.

"Good, keep up the good work and strive to break through to the tenth level as soon as possible."

Shadow Blade then went to find Chen Yi and Chen Shi, sharing his joy with each of them.

All ten Holy Dragon Guards smiled and congratulated it.

Shadowblade searched for everyone he could find, but deliberately avoided disturbing Netherworld.

Ming Sha is currently in seclusion, breaking through to the tenth level, and it dares not disturb it.

After sharing his joy, Shadowblade returned to the meditation room.

It sat cross-legged, its vertical pupils filled with determination.

"The peak of the ninth rank is just the beginning."

"The boss has given me so many resources, including several divine essences. I must break through to the half-step tenth rank, or even the tenth rank, as soon as possible. I can't let the boss down!"

It closed its eyes and continued its cultivation.