High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Peter and Vasily exchanged a glance after hearing Chen Yuan's words, and the same thought popped into their minds at the same time.

Let's not do it.

For Chen Yuan, this level of alien race was a "reward level" for farming treasures, but for them, it was a catastrophe.

One of the half-step tenth-level Palace Masters, Ivan, has fallen.

If a few more come, their polar bear country will probably be left with nothing but bones.

"Chen Wusheng is mighty, but we think it would be better if fewer of the half-step tenth-level alien races came..." Peter chuckled twice, his expression as complex as could be.

Vasily nodded frantically beside him, like he was pounding garlic.

Chen Yuan's clone glanced at them, smiled, and said nothing.

He raised his hand and waved.

The corpse of the Ice Abyss Dragon was also stored in the spatial ring.

This thing is at least a half-step tenth-tier relic; its scales, bones, and blood are all valuable. Taking it back to the Dragon Martial Division might allow them to forge some decent equipment.

The Dragon Martial Division is currently in dire need of these.

Then he tapped the communication ring on his wrist. The Gale received the command and its engine roared. A silver-gray fighter jet swept through the snowstorm and hovered steadily behind him.

"Alright, I should go now."

Chen Yuan's clone turned and walked towards the fighter jet.

"Chen Wusheng, please wait!"

Peter suddenly spoke up, and he and Vasily quickly stepped forward to block his way.

Chen Yuan's clone paused, turned around, and glanced at them.

The two of them had very sincere expressions, without a trace of malice.

Peter took out an exquisite jade box from his spatial ring, presented it to Chen Yuan with both hands, and spoke solemnly.

"Chen Wusheng, we are so grateful for your timely intervention. Otherwise, we don't know what would have become of our Polar Bear Kingdom."

He paused, his voice a little hoarse.

"What happened to Lord Ivan... is beyond our control, but we must repay your kindness."

Vasily also stepped forward and presented a jade box with both hands.

"We know you are a Saint-level array master and a Saint-level alchemist. We hope you won't find these spiritual herbs and crystals too offensive."

Peter opened the jade box, inside which were neatly arranged thousands of top-grade spirit crystals, crystal clear and brimming with spiritual energy.

Vasily's jade box contained several high-quality eighth-tier spiritual herbs, with intact roots and emerald green leaves, clearly having been carefully preserved.

"Two thousand top-grade spirit crystals and six eighth-grade top-grade spirit herbs." Peter looked at Chen Yuan sincerely, "It's not much, but it's a token of our appreciation."

Chen Yuan's clone looked at the two jade boxes, then at the two people's expressions, which were so sincere they were almost pleading.

He understood what the two of them were thinking.

Besides expressing their sincere gratitude, they had another plan.

Ivan, the strongest warrior in the Polar Bear Kingdom, has fallen, greatly weakening the kingdom and making it desperately need foreign aid.

Befriending someone of his caliber means that if you encounter insurmountable trouble again, at least you'll have someone to turn to for help.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Chen Yuan's clone did not refuse and raised his hand to put the two jade boxes into his spatial ring.

Peter and Vasily beamed with joy and quickly clasped their hands in greeting.

"Thank you, Chen Wusheng!"

Chen Yuan's clone waved his hand, turned around, and walked into the Gale.

The hatch closed and the engine roared.

The silver-gray fighter jet took off and disappeared into the southern horizon as a streak of light.

Peter stood in the wind and snow, watching the fighter jets disappear into the distance, and exhaled a long breath of white air.

"Vasily, you're saying... if Chen Wusheng's clones are this strong, just how strong must he himself be?"

Vasily paused for two seconds, then uttered two words.

Don't even think about it.

"I couldn't sleep after thinking about it for a while."

Peter's lips twitched, and he nodded in deep agreement.

"Let's go, we still have a mess to clean up back home."

The two had no time to grieve for Lord Ivan's demise; they turned and flew towards the defensive line.

Although the biggest threat to the Polar Bear Kingdom has been eliminated, riots continue in other Heavenly Caves.

Although no monsters at the half-step tenth level emerged, there were quite a few ninth-level alien races.

Fortunately, they all suffered varying degrees of backlash when they forcibly crossed the border, greatly reducing their strength; otherwise, their polar bear kingdom would have been finished.

......

Several hours later.

The Great Xia Kingdom, Longyuan Mountain.

The Gale emerged from the clouds, its silver-gray fuselage bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and slowly landed on the helipad in front of the Holy Venerable's Mansion.

The hatch opened.

Chen Yuan's clone emerged.

Several people had been waiting for a long time beside the tarmac.

Chen Tianling led ten Holy Dragon Guards in a neat formation, their backs straight and their auras deep and focused.

The shadowy creature perched on Chen Tianling's shoulder, its small eyes darting around.

Shadowblade stood at the very edge of the group, clutching the "Rules Handbook" in his hand, looking every bit the model student.

"Welcome back to the manor, Boss!" Chen Tianling clasped his hands in a salute, his voice booming.

The ten Holy Dragon Guards clasped their hands in unison, saying, "Welcome back, Boss!"

The shadowy creature flew off Chen Tianling's shoulder, circled Chen Yuan's clone twice, and sniffed the air with its little nose.

"Boss, you smell of blood."

"It's not normal to smell blood after killing a half-step tenth-tier alien race member?"

Youying's eyes lit up: "Half-step to the tenth level?! That's amazing, boss!"

Shadowblade stood to the side.

His gaze swept back and forth between Chen Yuan's clone and the backyard.

It sensed from this clone the same aura as the original body: peak Martial Saint, identical appearance, and identical cultivation level.

He was amazed.

Chen Yuan actually possesses such a powerful clone treasure!

Moreover, this clone just went to the Arctic Bear Country and killed a half-step tenth-level alien.

I wonder which guy was so unlucky.

Shadowblade swallowed hard.

It felt that its decision to submit was probably one of the best decisions it had ever made.

Chen Yuan's clone nodded slightly to the crowd: "You may all disperse."

After saying that, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Shadowblade paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked towards the backyard.

next second.

Its pupils contracted slightly; the aura of that clone had already appeared in the backyard.

Wow, that was fast.

......

backyard.

Beneath the Tree of Origin, Chen Yuan's true form slowly opened his eyes.

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of me.

They had the exact same appearance, the exact same cultivation level, and even their posture was exactly the same.

The two Chen Yuans faced each other as if they were looking in a mirror.

The clone raised its hand, and the spatial ring glowed slightly, causing a bunch of things to appear out of thin air.

More than 100 million high-grade spirit crystals were piled up into a small mountain, exuding a rich spiritual energy.

Dozens of eighth and ninth-grade rare medicinal herbs, in excellent condition, with a fragrant aroma.

Two jade boxes.

The gift from Peter and Vasily consisted of two thousand top-grade spirit crystals and six eighth-tier spirit herbs.

At last.

The clone took out the fist-sized dark blue crystal from its pocket and held it in its palm.

Divine essence.

It was a size smaller than the one the system rewarded, but the soul fluctuations inside were just as unsettling.

Chen Yuan received the divine essence and held it in his palm, side by side with the larger one from before.

One big and one small.

The two crystals gleamed softly in the setting sun.

He looked up at the World Origin Tree beside him, which was over three meters tall. Its emerald green leaves swayed gently in the breeze, and the power of origin permeated the entire backyard like a thin mist.

"We have the power of the world's origin, and we have the essence of divinity, and two of them at that..."

Chen Yuan muttered to himself, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

"Now I have everything I need!"

Breaking through to the Martial God realm is only a matter of time!

He carefully put away the two divine essences and began to ponder them.

Although the situation in Great Xia is much better than in other countries, it is not optimistic. With the large-scale riots in the Heavenly Caves, there is chaos everywhere.

He needs time to retreat and break through his limitations, and cannot afford to be distracted.

But the Great Xia Kingdom cannot be left without someone to oversee it.

Chen Yuan planned to entrust the task to his clone to suppress the rioting Heavenly Caves.

While we're at it, let's see if any clueless half-step tenth-level cultivators will come knocking on our door.

As the thought settled...

The clone turned around and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

......

forecourt.

Chen Yuan's clone appeared out of thin air.

"Come here, everyone."

The divine sense entered everyone's ears.

Within moments, Youying, Chen Tianling, and ten Holy Dragon Guards and Shadow Blades had all arrived.

Chen Yuan's clone glanced at everyone and spoke directly.

"I'll be going to suppress the riots in Tianku during this period. My main body is in seclusion and cannot be disturbed."

"You all come with me."

Chen Tianling and the ten Holy Dragon Guards' eyes lit up instantly.

After holding back for so many days, there's finally a battle to fight!

"Yes!" Chen Tianling clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The ten Holy Dragon Guards responded in unison, their fighting spirit high.

The shadowy creature was so excited that it did a somersault in the air.

"Fight! Fight! Boss, take me to fight!"

It hasn't stretched its muscles for several days and feels uncomfortable all over.

Only Shadowblade's expression was somewhat subtle.

It glanced furtively at the direction of the backyard, then at the clone in front of it, and sighed silently.

fight?

It has no desire to fight.

It only wanted to stay in this mansion and quietly absorb the power of the world's origin.

This level of primal power is unthinkable even in the ruins of countless worlds!

If it could stay here for a few months, it might even be able to try to break through to the late stage of the ninth rank!

What's so good about fighting?

It's tiring and dangerous; how can it compare to the incense of lying down and cultivating?

Youying has sharp eyes.

He could tell at a glance that Shadowblade was distracted.

It flew to Shadowblade and put its little paws on its hips.

"What? Don't you want to go out with your older brother to suppress the Heavenly Cave?"

Shadowblade shuddered and quickly waved his hands, "No, no! Brother Shadow, I really want to! I really want to go out with you and the boss!"

Its face was full of smiles.

"It is my honor to go on this expedition with Brother Ying and Your Excellency! I would be more than happy to do so!"

The shadowy creature looked at it suspiciously: "Really?"

"It's true! It's more real than real gold!" Shadowblade patted his chest, looking utterly loyal.

My heart is bleeding.

My primal power...

Shadow nodded in satisfaction and patted Shadowblade's head with its little paw.

"That's more like it."

"Let's go! Go out with the boss and see the world, instead of staying cooped up at home all day."

Shadowblade's lips twitched, but he dared not show it on his face.

"Yes! Brother Ying is right!"