Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

"Cultivate a top-tier body-refining martial art!"

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the spirit Lanhe, and his voice was resolute: "You must know that the true mark of a Nirvana Realm expert is the 'Nirvana Golden Body'."

"That is by using the energy of Nirvana to temper every part of the body to the extreme from the inside out, thereby causing a fundamental transformation of the physical body."

"Once the Nirvana Golden Body is forged, defense, strength, speed, recovery ability, and even the capacity and explosiveness of Yuan Power will all soar. The main reason why the Nirvana Realm can stand out from the Creation Realm is this powerful golden body."

The spirit Lanhe crossed his arms and continued, "However, if you temper your physical foundation to an extremely powerful level before attempting to break through to the Nirvana Realm, then during the baptism of Nirvana Qi, the total amount and quality of Nirvana Qi that you can contain and withstand will far exceed that of ordinary people!"

"The resulting Nirvana Golden Body, in terms of strength and potential, is naturally far beyond that of ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivators!"

"so,"

He gazed at Lan He, his eyes gleaming with his final light, "Before you go into seclusion to attempt Nirvana, do your utmost to enhance your physical strength, tempering your body to its current limit. This is my last wish!"

Lan He pondered for a moment, sensing the expectation in the spirit's words, and finally nodded solemnly, saying, "I promise you. Before attempting to break through to the Nirvana Realm, I will try to find a suitable body-refining martial art to improve my physical foundation."

Seeing Lan He agree, a hint of relief appeared on the illusory face of the spirit Lan He, and his figure became even fainter, as if he might completely disappear at any moment.

Lan He looked at him, recalling the Devouring Ancestral Symbol that came with the first urn, and a thought stirred within him. He asked, "Besides these last words, is there anything else in the urn you brought this time? Would you mind telling me what it is?"

Upon hearing this, the spirit Lanhe's illusory lips seemed to curl into a barely perceptible smile: "I knew you would ask. Inside is another gain I made in the Great Wilderness County—the array diagram of the Qiankun Ancient Array."

"The Ancient Array of Heaven and Earth?"

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Lan He's eyes. The Qiankun Ancient Array—that was one of the nine divine artifacts crafted by the Ancestor of Symbols!

Although it is not as famous or as versatile as the Ancestral Stone, which ranks second on the list of ancient divine artifacts, it is still one of the ancient divine artifacts that countless powerful people are crazy to pursue!

"That's right."

The spirit Lanhe affirmed, "The Qiankun Ancient Array possesses the incredible power to fuse and decompose all things. It is composed of two parts: the 'array diagram' and the 'array plate'."

"I found the array diagram in the Great Wilderness County before Lin Dong did. As for the array plate... as you know, that thing should be stored in the 'Ancestral Palace' left behind by the Ancestor of Runes."

"That is a land of creation that requires the combined power of six ancient lords to open. It is one of the foundations left to the Tianxuan Continent by the Ancestor of Symbols. It is not something we can hope for now."

Lan He nodded upon hearing this. As a transmigrator, he naturally knew this information.

"Alright, now that my last wish has been fulfilled, you can open the urn and obtain the diagram of the Qiankun Ancient Array. My last words are now complete."

The figure of the spirit Lanhe became increasingly ethereal, and its voice grew faint, "Good luck... to me in the past."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dim spirit spun gently like dust, quickly receded, and disappeared back into the ancient wooden urn below.

The urn flashed with a faint light before returning to silence, hovering quietly within the Niwan Palace, awaiting the moment the agreement would be fulfilled.

Lan He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and restrained.

He got up, thought for a moment, then pushed open the door and went straight to find the old steward, Lan Zhong.

Finding Lan Zhong arranging affairs in a corridor within the mansion, Lan He cut to the chase: "Uncle Zhong, I need to cultivate a top-tier body-refining martial art. Do you have any in your collection?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhong pondered for a moment before respectfully replying, "Young Master, body-refining martial arts are extraordinary; they are all treasures capable of forging an unparalleled physical body."

"Such martial arts techniques are limited in our collection at the War King's Mansion, and they may not even meet the 'top-tier' standard that you require, young master."

He paused, then continued, "This old servant remembers that the highest-grade body-refining martial art in the manor's library is a superior creation martial art called the Heavenly Gang Battle Body. Although it is quite remarkable, I'm afraid... it may not meet your expectations, young master."

Upon hearing this, Lan He frowned slightly. While top-grade martial arts techniques were indeed precious, they were still somewhat lacking compared to what he needed.

Lan Zhong, observing the situation, immediately said, "If we're talking about the place within our Immortal Dynasty most likely to possess the inheritance of top-tier body-refining martial arts, it would be none other than the 'Heavenly Book Pavilion,' a secret repository of the royal family. It gathers many extraordinary skills and secret manuals collected by the dynasty over thousands of years; perhaps it contains what you, young master, need."

He bowed slightly: "This matter is of great importance. This old servant must first report to Master, who will then make a decision, or personally negotiate with the royal family. Please wait a moment, young master."

Lan He nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Zhong. It is indeed advisable for Father to intervene in this matter."

Lan Zhong didn't linger any longer, turned around hastily, and strode towards Lan Zhan's study.

Lan He stood still, gazing at the majestic palace in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed.

To forge the strongest foundation for the Nirvana Realm, one must at least master a spiritual martial art before breaking through to the Nirvana Realm.

……

About half an hour later, a red figure rushed up to Lan He; it was Lan Ying.

With a bright smile, she patted Lan He on the shoulder: "Little He, not bad! You're already thinking about practicing body-refining martial arts?"

"You have quite the ambition! Father Emperor has asked me to take you to the Heavenly Book Pavilion. Come on, let your sister show you around!"

Clearly, Lan Zhan had quickly communicated with the royal family and sent Lan Ying, a talented young woman of considerable influence among the royal family, to accompany him to ensure everything went smoothly.

Without further delay, the two left the War King's Mansion and flew towards the ancient palace complex deep within the imperial palace, protected by numerous arrays.

With Lan Ying leading the way and Lan Zhan's prior notice, the journey was smooth and unimpeded.

The Heavenly Book Pavilion is not a single building, but a vast palace complex with flying eaves and brackets, ancient and solemn, with a faint fragrance of books and the atmosphere of time permeating the air, and powerful spiritual restrictions also appearing.

Led by Lan Ying, they passed through several gates and finally arrived at the most magnificent hall in the very center of the palace complex.

The palace gate is several meters high and is made entirely of an unknown dark metal. The three characters "Heavenly Book Pavilion" are written in ancient script above it. The strong and powerful strokes give it a sense of overwhelming power.

On the blue stone steps in front of the hall, an old man with gray hair and an old gray robe was sitting unceremoniously by the threshold, holding a shiny roasted chicken leg in his hand and eating it with relish.

His beard and hair were stained with oil, making him look rather unkempt and out of place in this solemn martial arts holy land.

However, as Lan He and Lan Ying approached, the gray-robed old man lazily raised his eyelids and swept his turbid gaze over the two of them.

When he saw Lan Ying, he paused in his chicken leg-eating, muttering indistinctly, "It's you again, you little brat? Wasn't the commotion you caused last time big enough?"

Lan Ying was clearly quite familiar with the old guard. She chuckled and took out a golden token engraved with dragon patterns from her bosom, waving it in front of the old man: "Old Gray, this time it's not me going in, it's my second uncle's son, Lan He. Father gave him the token so he can go in and choose a martial art."

The old man, referred to as "Old Gray," shifted his gaze to the token, confirmed it was correct, and then glanced at Lan He, a hint of scrutiny seemingly flashing in his turbid eyes.

He curled his lip, waved the hand holding the chicken leg, and his greasy sleeve whipped up a gust of wind: "Alright, alright, I know, go in. You know the rules, right? You can only choose one, and once you've chosen, you can't change it, and you can't tell anyone. If you break anything inside, I'll skin you alive... hiccup."

After saying that, he let out a loud burp.

Lan Ying seemed to be used to Gray's behavior and didn't mind. She said to Lan He, "Gray has been guarding the Heavenly Book Pavilion for many years. He has a bit of a strange temper, but he is actually a very good person."

Upon hearing this, Gray snorted but did not refute, continuing to bury his head in his chicken leg, as if the two people in front of him were not as important as the chicken leg in his hand.

Lan He bowed respectfully to the unassuming old man in gray, and then, following Lan Ying, pushed open the heavy metal palace door.