Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 549 The Heart of Invincibility
Breakthrough in the Myriad Manifestations Realm?
Lin Chen looked puzzled. Could it be that the sect's number one elder was about to reach the god level?

"Lin Chen, with your current potential, you have the opportunity to enter the Myriad Manifestations Realm in the future. The Myriad Manifestations Realm is known as the pinnacle of the Yan Dynasty, but there are also differences in the levels within the Myriad Manifestations Realm."

Ye Feiran noticed Lin Chen's confusion and explained, "All you need to know is that your Grandmaster Yin is at a crucial step."

Ye Feiran did not tell Lin Chen too much about the Myriad Manifestations Realm. Knowing too much would only make Lin Chen confused in the Innate Realm.

"Disciple understands. Therefore, we do not need to engage in a true decisive battle with the Eight Desolations Sect now. We just need to stall until Grandmaster Yin successfully breaks through."

Lin Chen suddenly realized that the Eight Desolations Sect was afraid that Grandmaster Yin would succeed in breaking through, which was why they launched a war against the sect. Their goal was to distract Grandmaster Yin and prevent him from succeeding in breaking through.

This is why sects are now willing to give up territory.

Instead of fighting for temporary victory or defeat, we should preserve our strength. Once Grandmaster Yin successfully breaks through, we will naturally be able to reclaim what we lost on the battlefield.

However, after Lin Chen finished speaking, Ye Feiran and the other old man's expressions darkened.

Geek!

Seeing the expressions of the two elders, Lin Chen had a bad feeling.

"Junior Brother Ye, please have Lin Chen come to see me."

Before Ye Feiran could speak, a gentle voice suddenly came.

"Junior brother understands."

Ye Feiran responded from afar, looking at Lin Chen: "Come with me, Senior Brother wants to see you."

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Crossing the vast clouds and mist, Lin Chen silently followed behind Ye Feiran, finally stopping in front of a bamboo forest.

The bamboo, which should have been evergreen, looked withered, with yellowing leaves and sparse branches.

Ye Feiran looked at the withered bamboo, a look of sadness in his old eyes, but he still led Lin Chen into the bamboo forest.

In the heart of the bamboo forest, in a simple bamboo house, a middle-aged man sat on a bamboo chair, smiling at Lin Chen, his eyes revealing a wisdom that seemed to see through everything.

"Disciple Lin Chen greets the Supreme Elder."

Although he appeared younger than Elder Ye, Lin Chen knew that one could maintain their appearance after entering the Myriad Manifestations Realm. Elder Yin had the appearance of a middle-aged man, which meant that Elder Yin was no more than seventy years old when he entered the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

Innate martial artists possess abundant qi and blood, and can maintain a middle-aged appearance even after the age of seventy.

Lin Chen was very respectful to this person, who gave him the feeling that he was no less important than Senior Jiang, the master of the Martial Arts Garden on Canglan Island.

"Take it easy."

Yin Wushuang wore a peaceful smile: "You are very good, even more outstanding than I imagined."

"I am ashamed."

"At such an age, your physical body is almost perfect, your soul has reached the sixth level of the Innate Realm, and you also have a Martial Soul by your side. If you feel ashamed, not to mention my Canglan Sect, wouldn't all the martial arts geniuses in the entire Yan Dynasty have to commit suicide?"

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected that Elder Yin would be so knowledgeable about his strength.

"Feiran once told me that there was something unusual about your soul, but Feiran did not know that this was the rudimentary form of a martial soul."

Ye Feiran, standing to the side, showed no change in expression; he truly did not know what a Martial Soul was.

After his senior brother emerged from seclusion, he informed him of Lin Chen's situation, but his senior brother did not provide any answers. It seemed that his senior brother was waiting for Lin Chen to return.

"Cultivate diligently, for the future of the sect rests on the shoulders of you young people."

Yin Wushuang gave Lin Chen an encouraging look, then closed her eyes. Lin Chen was taken aback. Did Grandmaster Yin see him just to say such a word of encouragement?
He had originally imagined that his grandmaster Yin might guide him in martial arts cultivation or give him some valuable resources, but nothing came of it. It was as if Yin had simply wanted to see him. Now that he had seen him, he was content.

"The disciple retire."

Despite his doubts, Lin Chen still bowed respectfully and withdrew.

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Returning to his home, Lin Chen felt a sense of desolation for the first time.

The entire living area for direct disciples was completely deserted except for himself. Not only the direct disciples' area, but even the inner disciples' area was much less populated than before.

The next day.

Lin Chen received a letter from his master. It was clear that his master had received the message from his senior brother and knew about his current strength. The letter expressed his satisfaction, but more importantly, it instructed him to stay in the sect.

On the third day, Sect Master Ji Cangtian arrived at the courtyard where Lin Chen was staying.

"Disciple greets the Sect Master."

"This is what Uncle Yin asked me to give to you."

Ji Cangtian gave Lin Chen a jade slip. Lin Chen took it with a puzzled look. "It was given to me by my grandmaster Yin?"

Could it be some kind of martial arts technique?
"I don't know what's inside the jade slip either. Just take a look."

Ji Cangtian did not stay in Lin Chen's courtyard for long. The situation on the front lines was constantly changing, and as the head of a sect, he had to keep a close eye on the battle and make arrangements.

"What did Grandmaster Yin give me?"

Lin Chen focused his divine sense into it and discovered that the jade slip was more like a notebook.

Inside is the martial arts experience of Grandmaster Yin.

My original name was Yin An. I learned martial arts in my childhood, became a disciple of my master at the age of fifteen, and reached the first rank at the age of sixteen. I defeated all my fellow disciples in the sect who had not yet reached the Innate Realm with three punches. I entered the Innate Realm at the age of eighteen and became the number one martial artist on Martial Dao Mountain at the age of nineteen. The sect leader bestowed upon me the name Peerless...

[For the next ten years, I traveled extensively, defeating many prodigies from various sects. In my eyes, they were all utterly insignificant, and I disdained to remember their names. After defeating all twenty-four sects' prodigies, I felt lonely because I was invincible. No one in the world could rival me.]

Upon seeing these two lines of text, besides learning about the glorious past of his grandmaster Uncle Yin, Lin Chen also sensed an invincible aura, as if an invincible young man had leaped before him.

The words in this jade slip are not just simple records, but rather embody the martial arts will of Grandmaster Yin.

The young man hangs atop the mountain, behind him are figures filled with resentment and surrender.

He was invincible among those of the same realm who had defeated all twenty-four sects; this domineering aura stirred Lin Chen's heart.

Uncle Yin's title of "Peerless" is truly well-deserved.

After ten years of war, I returned to my sect and spent ten years in seclusion cultivating, reaching the sixth realm of the Innate Realm...

hiss!
Upon seeing this line of text, Lin Chen took a deep breath. Twenty years of seclusion to reach the sixth level of the Innate Realm... and his Grandmaster Uncle Yin was this old...

Lin Chen quickly calculated that Grandmaster Yin reached the top of Martial Dao Mountain at the age of nineteen, and then fought outside for ten years, plus ten years of seclusion. In other words, Grandmaster Yin entered the sixth realm of the Innate Realm at the age of forty.

Even among those who understand the top martial arts mountain, very few can reach the sixth level of the Innate Realm at the age of forty.

At forty, I reached the peak of the sixth realm of the Innate Realm. In my heart, all martial artists in the world were mere chickens and dogs, and even so-called geniuses were no different. My grandmaster summoned me and told me the secrets of the Yan Dynasty, only then did I learn that there were still ancient remnants of the Yan Dynasty in the world...

Looking at the words of Grandmaster Yin, Lin Chen could sense that Grandmaster Yin was not shocked to learn of the existence of the ancient race, but rather pleased.

I'm so glad that this is finally no longer so boring, and I can start a new battle.

Uncle Yin has the heart of a pure martial artist!
However, their campaigns against the ancient races ended in ten defeats!

Lin Chen: ...

This line of text almost made him throw up his back: "Ten battles, ten defeats?"
It shouldn't be.

He had fought against ancient clans before, and even defeated several across realms. With the strength of his Grandmaster Uncle Yin, there was no reason why he couldn't win.

In terms of talent and combat prowess, Grandmaster Yin is still superior to me.

At least I wouldn't dare say I could defeat the invincible masters of the Twenty-Four Sects.

[After ten defeats, my grandmaster comforted me, saying that the ancient race possessed innate bloodline talent, and their advantage would grow stronger over time. The ancient race's experts at the sixth level of the Innate Realm and the Myriad Manifestations Realm would surpass those of other sects.]

Upon seeing this line of text, Lin Chen's face showed a thoughtful expression. He had only fought against the third and fourth level of the Innate Realm of the Ancient Race so far, and from the fights, he did not feel that the other party was particularly different. It seems that it is not that the Ancient Race is not strong, but that the strength of the Ancient Race is yet to come.

However, Lin Chen believed that Grandmaster Yin would definitely not be willing to accept this.

The following text confirmed his judgment.

Grandmaster Yin did not accept his fate; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit. He continued to challenge the powerful members of the ancient races, defeating each one. Several times, he was even on the verge of death, a truly miserable experience.

Grandmaster Yin did not defy fate; he simply continued to lose.

The past ten years have been a terrible experience.

He was once confident of his invincibility and went to Zhongzhou, only to encounter an old fisherman outside the city and get beaten up by the old man's fishing rod.

Upon entering the northern desert, he was slammed into a crevice by a woman and unable to move for three days... If the first forty years of his grandmaster Yin's life were invincible, then the last ten years were tragic.

Not only were they defeated by powerful figures from ancient clans, but they were also defeated by some unknown individuals.

However, it was amidst this series of defeats that Grandmaster Yin actually stepped into the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

I was defeated by my opponent once again, and after healing my wounds, I entered the realm of myriad phenomena.

Grandmaster Yin only said this simple sentence, but Lin Chen's eyes narrowed. Grandmaster Yin's ability to enter the Myriad Manifestations realm was definitely not because of a series of defeats.

Soon, he got the answer.

[Invincibility is not about being undefeated, but about daring to throw a punch at the heavens even when faced with the vastness of the galaxy!]

[May those who receive my notes remember: The pinnacle of martial arts is never in the eyes of others, but in the direction of your own heart. I see heavens beyond heavens, yet I still believe my fists can open new heavens—only with this unwavering will can one be truly invincible.]

The text on the jade slip ended abruptly. Lin Chen put the jade slip back, now understanding why his Grandmaster Yin had given him it.

Grandmaster Yin had good intentions; this jade slip was specifically reserved for the sect's rising stars.

The path he had taken was similar to that of his Grandmaster Yin, and he was even a bit stronger than his Grandmaster Yin in terms of cultivation progress and invincibility. His Grandmaster Yin was worried that when he stepped into the sixth realm of the Innate Realm, the opponents he would face would be a different batch, and the path of sweeping away all opponents of the same realm would be cut off, thus causing his martial arts heart to collapse.

In the Yan Dynasty, there are too many such examples, especially those young prodigies who have never been defeated and whose cultivation speed far exceeds that of ordinary martial artists. However, once they experience a defeat, they become just ordinary geniuses.

There are many reasons for this, but one very important reason is that they lost their invincible spirit.

However, Lin Chen felt that his Grandmaster Yin was overthinking things. Even if he lost, it would not shake his resolve to pursue martial arts.

Because the path I take is different from other martial artists, I am not seeking invincibility. Even if I achieve a 100,000-win streak in the Martial Dao Mountain challenge, it is only to obtain the rewards from the Martial Dao Mountain and the rewards on the panel.

One's own path in martial arts is set from the moment one embarks on it.

progress!

If you are a little stronger tomorrow than you are today, that's enough.

Back then, he relied on the values ​​on the panel and his unwavering determination to go from less than 100 jin to 200 jin, 300 jin... until he successfully cultivated his Qi and entered the Enlightenment stage.

He only ever compares himself to himself.

A month later.

Lin Chen was summoned to Canglan Hall by the sect leader once again.

"Lin Chen, Elder Zhuang from the Myriad Fire Sect sent you a message."

Elder Zhuang Lie?
Lin Chen recalled the lovely old man who thought highly of him and was planning to lure him to the Myriad Fire Sect.

Back then, Elder Zhuang told him to go to the Myriad Fire Sect two years later. According to the sect leader, this was because the Sacred Fire Realm of the Myriad Fire Sect would open in two years, and Elder Zhuang was trying to secure a spot for him to enter the Sacred Fire Realm.

But now more than three years have passed, so it must be too late.

"Sect Master, what message did Elder Zhuang send?"

"I asked you to get to the Myriad Fire Sect within a month. I didn't mention the specifics, but it seems to me that it must be related to the Sacred Fire Secret Realm."

"Hasn't the Sacred Flame Realm already opened? Did this disciple miss the opening time?"

Ji Cangtian shook his head: "Logically speaking, you should have missed the time, but since Elder Zhuang asked you to go, there must be a reason. It would be best to go."

"Ah."

Lin Chen nodded. Elder Zhuang's suggestion that he go to the Ten Thousand Fire Sect was definitely not a bad thing.

"Then this disciple will depart today."

"Go ahead, be careful on the road."

Ji Cangtian didn't give any further instructions. With Lin Chen's current strength, he wouldn't have any problem protecting himself while traveling.

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"Miss, what should we do now?"

Chiba Castle.

Countless people in the city were frantically rushing towards the city gate, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

Just half an hour ago, a martial artist received news that martial artists from the Eight Desolate Domains had appeared outside the city.

As soon as the warrior returned with the news, the entire Chiba City descended into chaos.

Thousand Leaf City was not on the battlefield. For this reason, even if the warriors of the Eight Desolate Domains and the Azure Domains went to war, it was still a distant matter for the warriors of Thousand Leaf City.

Many young martial artists even volunteer to go to the battlefield in order to break through, while those who had reached the Innate Realm had already been recruited by the Canglan Sect.

In the entire Chiba City, the strongest is only a first-rank martial artist.

The presence of martial artists from the Eight Desolate Domains here inevitably includes innate martial artists, making it impossible for the martial artists in the city to defend the area effectively.

Once a city falls, the fate of the warriors within it is extremely tragic.

At the beginning of the war, when cities fell, the warriors of the Eight Desolate Domain would plunder the martial arts resources within the cities, including the treasures of the major martial arts families and the pills in the pharmacies. However, as the war has progressed to this point, once a city falls, the warriors of the Eight Desolate Domain will not only plunder resources but will also carry out massacres.

"We deliberately took a detour to avoid the battlefield, but we still encountered it."

Murong Yan, wearing a mask, was also somewhat helpless. She had finally found an excuse to get rid of the Yan family and was about to head to the Canglan Domain when a great war broke out between the Eight Desolate Domains and the Canglan Domain.

To avoid the battlefield, she and Qin Gu traversed four domains over two years and finally entered the Canglan Domain. They thought they would arrive at Canglan City in a few months, but unexpectedly, warriors from the Eight Desolate Domains attacked Qianye City at this time.

"Let's leave the city first."

"Ah."

Murong Yan and Su Qin headed towards the city gate, but just as they were some distance away, the gate suddenly closed.

"The Eight Desolate Domain warriors have launched a surprise attack. I, the city lord, have already sent word to the upper sect. Now, all we need to do is defend the city and wait for the arrival of the upper sect's experts. All high-ranking warriors in the city must stay and guard the city. Anyone who tries to break into the city and leave will be killed without mercy!"

Above the city gate, an old man and a young man appeared. It was the old man who spoke, and he was the new lord of Chiba City.

Upon hearing that they were not allowed to leave the city, there was an uproar. The next moment, a figure soared into the sky and headed towards one side of the city wall.

Just as this person flew to the city wall, a beam of light flashed, and the man's head was separated from his body, which fell heavily to the ground.

The one who made the move was the young man beside the old man.

"Just hold out for half an hour, and reinforcements will arrive. But if anyone dares to try to escape, that will be their fate."

Gu Kong held a long sword in his hand. He was an inner disciple of the Canglan Sect and had been sent by the sect to guard Qianye City.

"Miss, what should I do?"

Su Qin glanced at the young man on the city wall and asked in a low voice, "If there really is a Xiantian expert in the Eight Desolate Domain, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold it."

Anyone who launches a sneak attack is either intentionally ambushing someone who is caught off guard, and the latter has a very low chance of winning.

"Qin Gu, what do you want to say?"

Murong Yan lowered her beautiful eyes, understanding the deeper meaning in Su Qin's words.

"What I mean is, Miss, you might as well explain your relationship with Young Master Lin. That young man is a disciple of the Canglan Sect, and he should be able to let you go."

In Su Qin's opinion, as long as Miss reveals her relationship with Young Master Lin, the young man in front of her will definitely not stop her and will even find a way to send her away. As for whether the young man will believe her, she believes that as long as Miss unveils her face, he will believe her.

Furthermore, this kind of thing can't be faked. The young man can easily arrange for someone to escort the young lady to the Canglan Sect, and the truth will be revealed when they meet Young Master Lin.

Murong Yan shook her head: "That's not appropriate."

“Miss, there’s no need for you to take such a risk. We’ve traveled thousands of miles and spent two years just to see Young Master Lin.”

"If it's half an hour, we might be able to hold them off."

After Murong Yan finished speaking, she strode towards the city gate.

"May I ask, sir, will the reinforcements really arrive in half an hour?"

On the city wall, Gu Kong frowned as he looked down at the veiled woman. The veil was quite mysterious, as it could actually obscure his vision.

"My senior brother will arrive in half an hour. I swear this as a disciple of the Canglan Sect."

Gu Kong raised his voice, his words not only in response to the woman below, but also to all the martial artists present.

(End of this chapter)