High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

More and more people are gathering on the plains.

Chen Yuan sat in the backyard of the mansion, and could easily see the situation there with a simple sweep of his divine sense.

A dense mass of heads stretched outwards from the base of the statue.

They've spread it all the way to the edge of the plain and haven't stopped yet.

More people are on their way.

Cycling.

Taking a car.

Hiking.

Some people even drove dilapidated tractors, with more than a dozen people crammed into the back of the truck...

Chen Yuan withdrew his divine sense, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"It's only the first day and it's already this crowded."

"Will that plain really be able to hold them all in a few days?"

He shook his head.

We'll see how things go then.

If there's really no room, have the Patrol and Military Command expand the perimeter of the plains a few more times.

Anyway, the place is spacious enough, so we can squeeze in if we want.

If all else fails, he could flatten the surrounding mountains with a single thought.

The extra space could easily accommodate several million people.

Chen Yuan stopped worrying about this matter.

He withdrew his gaze and scanned the interior of the mansion with his divine sense.

Then he raised an eyebrow slightly.

There was some commotion inside the mansion.

The commotion was quite significant.

To be precise, it was the area where Steward Zhao and the servants lived that was emitting spiritual energy fluctuations.

One after another.

It's like setting off fireworks.

The whole thing started with that barbecue we had earlier that day.

The roasted meat that Butler Zhao and the servants ate was no ordinary meat.

Spirit rhinoceros beef, jade horn mutton, and meat from sacred beasts from various celestial cave worlds.

The essence of blood and spiritual power contained in that meat was just a taste for powerhouses like Chen Yuan and Chen Tianling.

However, for Steward Zhao, whose highest cultivation level was only at the peak of Grandmaster, and for the servants who were all at the peak of Martial Apprentice, this was a different story.

Those chunks of meat were practically walking tonics for improving one's cultivation.

And it's not just a little bit more.

It's the kind of filling that's about to overflow.

Not to mention the two World Origin Trees planted in the yard.

It exudes a rich, primal power every day.

In addition, the garden is full of rare spiritual plants, making the concentration of spiritual energy dozens of times higher than that of the outside world.

Butler Zhao and his colleagues work in this kind of environment every day.

My body has been nourished without me even realizing it.

The flesh of those sacred beasts was like a key, detonating all the energy accumulated within their bodies at once.

In Zhao Wenyuan's room.

The elderly butler with gray hair sat cross-legged on the bed.

Eyes closed.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

His aura was visibly rising.

The bottleneck of the Grandmaster peak was shattered the moment the sacred beast meat entered his mouth.

It shattered into pieces, leaving not a single fragment.

Early reign of King Wu.

The middle period of King Wu.

Late period of King Wu's reign.

Peak of the Martial King realm!

His cultivation level soared like a rocket.

With each breakthrough to a higher realm, the old steward's body would tremble slightly.

His robes were soaked with sweat.

But his face was full of a comfortable expression.

He broke through two major realms and crossed four minor levels.

He broke through from the peak of Grandmaster to the peak of Martial King in one go!

The old butler suddenly opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at his hands.

Those hands, which were originally covered in calluses and had prominent veins, now had much smoother skin.

Although she still has some wrinkles, she looks more than ten years younger than before.

The spiritual power within his body increased more than tenfold.

"Peak of the Martial King realm..."

Zhao Wenyuan's voice trembled, "I actually broke through to the peak of Martial King..."

He had barely finished speaking.

One after another, spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from the servants' rooms next door.

One.

Two paths.

Three paths.

Five paths.

Ten paths.

Twenty-seven!

Every servant is breaking through!

A few with a better foundation and who worked even harder in their daily work have even reached the peak of the Grandmaster level!

Even the weakest one has stabilized at the mid-stage of Grandmaster.

Twenty-seven servants, all of whom were Grandmasters!

Not a single martial arts apprentice remained.

One of them jumped from the peak of martial arts apprentice to the mid-stage of grandmaster maid.

She sat in her room, watching the spiritual energy emanating from her hands.

I stood there dumbfounded for a long time.

Then she pinched her own face.

pain.

It's not a dream.

Tears fell down in a flash.

This opportunity, this stroke of luck.

Where else on the entire Blue Star can one give such a thing besides the Holy Venerable's Palace?

The air was thick with the promise of breakthroughs.

They've mastered it.

Although none of them are particularly significant on their own.

Compared to the scene during the day when Chen Tianling and his group had twelve auras of martial gods plus one aura of a true god, it was worlds apart.

However, the combined aura of twenty-eight Grandmasters to Martial Kings still caused the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Chen Yuan withdrew his divine sense, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He continued to sit on the stone bench and drink tea.

Not long after.

Zhao Wenyuan, accompanied by twenty-seven servants, stood neatly at the back gate.

The butler walked at the front.

He changed into a clean robe, his face still flushed from the breakthrough.

Her eyes were already wet.

Twenty-seven servants followed behind him.

The young man's eyes were red.

The older people were also secretly wiping the corners of their eyes.

Zhao Wenyuan took a deep breath and led everyone to kneel down in unison.

The sound of knees hitting the bluestone slabs was perfectly synchronized.

"teacher!"

Zhao Wenyuan's voice was choked with emotion.

"We don't know how to repay your kindness to the twenty-eight of us."

"We are of average talent and come from humble backgrounds."

"In this Luodu City, in the past, even guarding the gate of a Martial Venerable's residence was not a privilege."

"But you not only took us in, you also let us eat the flesh of sacred beasts and live under the Tree of Origin..."

His voice trembled more and more.

"From a martial arts apprentice, he broke through to the peak of the martial arts king."

"This is a privilege that even the core members of those great martial arts families don't enjoy."

"I, Zhao Wenyuan, have lived for over forty years and never imagined that I would one day become a Martial King..."

"Sir, I can never repay your immense kindness in my lifetime!"

The twenty-seven servants behind him also kowtowed in unison.

"Sir, your kindness is immense; I can never repay it in this lifetime!"

The sounds overlapped.

The shock caused ripples to spread across the lake's surface.

Chen Yuan waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, get up, everyone."

"It's just a meal of meat, don't make it sound like a life-or-death situation."

Zhao Wenyuan refused to get up.

He knelt on the ground, his voice hoarse.

"Sir, it's just a meal of meat to you."

"For us, it was a life-changing opportunity."

"The best outcome for people like us was to work in the mansion until we died of old age."

"Once we leave, even a second-rate martial arts family might not want us."

"But now we are all at least Grandmaster or Martial King."

"This debt of gratitude cannot be repaid with just a few kowtows..."

He raised his head as he said this.

His eyes were full of determination.

"Sir, from this day forward, my life, Zhao Wenyuan's life, belongs to you."

"Leave all the chores in the mansion to me, and I guarantee I'll manage them a thousand times better than before."

"You can fight to the death outside, but you don't have to worry about a single thing at home."

The twenty-seven servants chimed in, "Sir, you don't need to worry about a single thing in the manor!"

Chen Yuan looked at the group of servants with red eyes and remained silent for a moment.

These people, to be honest, aren't exactly good at it.

It's even less likely that he has talent.

In the martial arts world, they are nothing more than ants at the very bottom.

But at the moment.

They knelt on the ground, their eyes red and their voices firm, making the most sincere promises in the simplest of words.

Chen Yuan stood up and walked to Zhao Wenyuan.

She reached out and helped him up.

"Steward Zhao, you've been the steward of my household for quite some time now."

"I can see how you do things."

"I can see how others do things too."

"I don't need bootlickers in my mansion; I need people who can get things done."

"You have done your job well, and these opportunities are what you deserve."

Zhao Wenyuan was helped up, and tears almost welled up in his eyes again.

But he held back, stood up straight, and nodded emphatically.

"Don't worry, sir."

"We will handle everything in the manor perfectly."

Chen Yuan nodded.

A thought crossed his mind.

Twenty-eight pills appeared out of thin air in my palm.

Each one is of seventh-tier top-grade quality, with faint light patterns flowing on its surface.

The rich fragrance of cinnamon instantly filled the air.

"Take these pills."

"Having just broken through, my foundation is still unstable. Absorbing these will allow me to completely solidify my realm."

Zhao Wenyuan's hands trembled as he looked at the twenty-eight pills.

Seventh-grade top-quality pill!

If you put them out there, any one of them would be priceless.

Even some elders of large families might not be able to easily produce it.

The gentleman, on the other hand, pulled out twenty-eight coins and distributed them to them like candy.

"Sir, this...this is far too valuable..."

Chen Yuan rolled her eyes at him.

"Take it."

"The pills are made to be eaten, so they're just sitting there doing nothing."

Zhao Wenyuan gritted his teeth and accepted the pill with both hands.

The servants behind him stepped forward one by one and carefully took the pills from Chen Yuan's hands.

Everyone bowed respectfully when they received the gift.

He bowed more deeply than ever before.

After they had all received their gifts, Chen Yuan said something else.

"You lot, don't think this is the end of it."

"Following me, Chen Yuan, will bring you many more benefits in the future."

"Grandmaster Martial King is just the beginning; your cultivation will never stop here."