High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

The atmosphere in the virtual conference room softened instantly because of those few words.

Everyone stood up.

Lin Zuyao was the first to walk up to Chen Yuan's virtual image and respectfully clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Lord Martial Ancestor! Your journey will surely allow you to reach an even higher level of cultivation!"

"On behalf of the Lin family and all martial artists of the Great Xia Kingdom, I wish you a bright future and that you will soon reach the realm of Eternal True God!"

Smith also stood up.

"Lord Martial Ancestor, without you there would be no Human Alliance as we know it today. All warriors of the Kingdom of Amelika will forever remember your kindness! We wish you a safe journey and that you will soon attain eternal enlightenment!"

Chachai clasped his hands together, his eyes filled with tears.

"Lord Martial Ancestor, the Nanyang Alliance prays for you daily. May you achieve great things in this new world, and may your path in martial arts be smooth and unobstructed!"

Everyone spoke in turn, bidding farewell to Chen Yuan in their most solemn ways, both as blessings and as a send-off.

Chen Yuan listened quietly, and nodded slightly after everyone had finished speaking.

Thank you everyone.

He paused.

"I will give one last sermon before I leave."

"This time, in addition to insights into martial arts realms, we will also include all our experience in alchemy, formations, and weapon forging."

"Anyone who is destined to come is welcome."

"How much you can understand depends on your own talent."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light rekindled in everyone's eyes.

They all gained a lot from the last sermon.

Zhou Qing broke through to the half-step Martial God level directly thanks to that lecture, and Lin Zuyao also crossed two minor realms to reach the peak of Martial Saint.

The number of martial arts masters in various countries has also seen a new round of explosive growth.

Now Chen Yuan is going to give it another lecture, adding alchemy, formations, and weapon forging in addition to his insights into martial arts. It's as if he's given everything he can to the people of this land.

"Lord Martial Ancestor, you truly have the well-being of all martial artists on Earth in your heart!"

"This kindness will be forever remembered by all martial artists!"

"The name of the Supreme Martial Ancestor will surely be remembered for eternity!"

Chen Yuan smiled and waved his hand.

"The time is set for one week from now, and the location remains the same."

"See you then, everyone."

He stood up, and his figure vanished silently from the virtual conference room.

The crowd dispersed, but everyone felt a sense of emptiness.

.........

Luodu City.

The headquarters of the Dragon Martial Division is located in the bamboo forest behind the mountain.

Lin Mengyao stood alone deep in the bamboo forest.

He gripped the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands.

The words Chen Yuan had said in the meeting were replaying in my mind.

He is leaving.

They left after one to two months.

It may be a very long time before they come back.

She originally planned to go find him after she broke through to the Martial God realm, but she hadn't even reached the peak of the Martial Saint realm yet, so how could she possibly catch up in a month or two?

After Teacher Chen left, after he went to a wider world and met more and stronger beings, and more charming female powerhouses.

Will he still remember the little girl on Earth whom he once mentored?

She was lost in thought.

A crack silently appeared in the space in front of him.

A familiar figure stepped out from the gap.

Dressed casually, she stood tall and straight, her face bearing that familiar gentle smile.

"Teacher Chen?!"

Lin Mengyao gasped in shock.

Chen Yuan smiled.

"I need to talk to you about something."

He was saying this as he prepared to continue.

Lin Mengyao did not give him a chance.

She did not speak.

It was just taking a step forward.

He opened his arms and hugged Chen Yuan tightly.

She buried her face in his chest.

Chen Yuan could feel the girl's arms gripping his waist with more force than ever before.

The soft body nestled in his arms was trembling slightly, as if he would disappear if he let go.

He paused for a moment, then raised his hand and gently patted Lin Mengyao's back.

But Lin Mengyao did not let go.

She looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, and instead of her usual obedience and adoration, there was a defiant stubbornness.

She knew Chen Yuan was leaving, and that he might be gone for a very long time.

When Teacher Chen returns next time, he may have already reached a higher level of understanding.

It was so high that she couldn't even reach it by looking up.

This is her last chance.

She couldn't wait any longer!

He muttered to himself.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Chen... I have no choice but to resort to force."

Chen Yuan hadn't reacted yet.

Lin Mengyao suddenly stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips.

The girl's lips were soft and warm, with a faint sweet fragrance.

Chen Yuan's body stiffened slightly.

When did this little girl become so bold?

Lin Mengyao loosened her lips, took a step back, and took a deep breath.

She looked into Chen Yuan's eyes, then raised her hand and waved it, and a soundproof barrier quietly unfolded, enveloping the entire bamboo forest.

then.

The ninth-tier battle armor she was wearing, which had transformed into casual clothes, suddenly emitted a faint light. The casual clothes silently disappeared in the light, and in its place was a purple gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing.

A thin strap hooked around her rounded shoulder, her collarbone exposed in the morning light, gleaming with a delicate, porcelain-like luster.

The dress has several faint, subtle patterns embroidered on the bodice, which perfectly conceal the shapely curves of the breasts, and the slits on both sides extend from the waist to the knees.

With a slight movement, the outline of her slender legs was faintly visible through the slit, her skin shimmering softly under the crystal stockings.

He had no shoes on his feet, and walked barefoot among the fallen leaves in the bamboo forest.

She stared straight at Chen Yuan with her reddened eyes, her gaze filled with sincerity, expectation, and a hint of vulnerability that bordered on pleading.

Her voice was as soft as melting honey, and every word trembled slightly.

"Teacher Chen."

"Am I any less skilled than the female technicians in the Glazed Pavilion?"

Chen Yuan's expression froze instantly.

The Glazed Tile Pavilion?!

Didn't he give the owner of Liuli Pavilion a special heads-up to keep this a secret?!

How did she know?!

"Uh...cough cough..."

Chen Yuan coughed awkwardly, trying to make his tone sound calm.

"Mengyao, where did you hear this news?"

"It's all fake, a rumor."

Lin Mengyao sensed Chen Yuan's guilty conscience and did not answer.

She simply took another step forward and hugged Chen Yuan again.

Press your face against his chest.

This time she didn't kiss him, but spoke softly, her voice muffled.

"Teacher Chen..."

"I know my current cultivation level is not high enough to help you, but I really don't want to... I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life after you're gone."

She looked up and met Chen Yuan's eyes.

Those eyes held tears, stubbornness, and an unwavering determination that left no room for refusal.

Chen Yuan looked at her like this and remained silent for a long time.

He truly always treated her as a student and never had any other thoughts.

But judging from her demeanor today, this girl is determined to win him over.

If he pushes her away again, she might really start crying.

So be it.

This is the last time.

Consider it an explanation to her.

Chen Yuan raised his hand and made a light sweeping motion.

Divine power created a soft, large bed around them, covered with clean bedding, which looked especially cozy under the glow of the divine power.

Lin Mengyao looked at the bed that had suddenly appeared, and the tension that had been building up to its limit finally eased. Her legs went weak and she almost sat down on the ground.

She wiped her eyes, took a deep breath, straightened her back, and her voice still carried a hint of lingering sobs.

"Teacher Chen..."

"You absolutely cannot treat me like a student today."