Rise from a Poor Family: My Martial Arts Counterattack

Chapter 601 A Dream of Creation, A Dream Leading to a Celestial Realm
On the shores of Poyang Lake!

It was the third month since Lin Chen returned to Canglan Island.

At this moment, Lin Chen was in a daze, and he was only awake for less than fifteen minutes each day.

During this month, Lin Chen met many people.

Murong Yan, who was far away at the Thousand Machines Sect, returned, but left after only one meeting.

It wasn't that Murong Yan didn't want to leave, but rather that Lin Chen didn't want her to stay there.

Murong Yan was brought in by Teng Cheng, and she was also sent away by Teng Cheng.

Only then did Teng Cheng realize that Murong Yan, who was personally accepted as a closed-door disciple by the Supreme Elder of the Thousand Machines Sect and was known as a genius in soul cultivation, actually had such a deep relationship with Lin Chen.

He also knew why Lin Chen was unwilling to let Miss Murong stay.

A peerless genius suddenly becomes a cripple, and most of the time he is mentally unstable. How could such a proud genius be willing to let others see such a wretched side of himself?

Just as Teng Cheng was still recalling the tearful moment when Miss Murong left, a graceful figure appeared at the dock of Poyang Lake.

Upon seeing this beautiful figure, Teng Cheng quickly said, "Greetings, little princess."

Yes, the person who came was none other than their Flower Clan's little princess, Jiang Qing, who had been in seclusion for a long time.

"I'll go see him."

Jiang Qing didn't say much to Teng Cheng and walked directly towards the courtyard by the lake.

yard.

Lin Chen lay lazily on the wicker chair, vaguely seeing a figure approaching. In his memory, this figure was very important to him, but he... just couldn't remember it.

“Princess, Young Master Lin is only awake for less than a quarter of an hour each day. Right now... I’m afraid he’s not awake yet.”

Teng Cheng, who followed closely behind, saw Lin Chen's condition and quickly offered an explanation.

"I see."

Jiang Qing's voice was muffled: "You can go down now."

"Yes."

Teng Cheng withdrew from the courtyard. He knew that the little princess was probably also very sad, but fate is cruel...

good fortune……

The Creation Sect really knows how to come up with names.

Teng Cheng harbored resentment towards the Creation Sect. If it weren't for the Creation Jade Tablet of the Creation Sect, how could Young Master Lin have become like this?
This hatred stemmed not only from the fact that Lin Chen was the prince consort of their Flower Clan, but also from his feeling that Heaven had been unfair to Lin Chen.

……

Five days later.

Jiang Qing left, and this time Teng Cheng didn't see her off.

Over the past five days, he watched as the little princess took Lin Chen all over Raozhou Prefecture, visiting all the places the two had been before. He also learned why the little princess had left—it was Lin Chen's request.

It's less of a demand and more of a request.

Like that Miss Murong, Lin Chen wanted to retain his last bit of pride in front of the little princess.

But what he didn't tell Lin Chen was that the little princess hadn't actually left, nor had Miss Murong; both of them had stayed in Raozhou Prefecture.

On the shores of Poyang Lake!
On this day, the water shimmered with golden light.

Unfortunately, Teng Cheng had no interest in appreciating the lake view. To his shock, the little princess and Miss Murong had returned, accompanied by a middle-aged man.

At first, he thought the middle-aged man was some important figure. Although he felt that the man's aura was the same as that of a low-level martial artist, some top experts could control their aura so well that outsiders could not detect it at all.

It wasn't until the little princess said, "Please ask the tutor," that Teng Cheng suddenly remembered who this person was.

Lin Chen's martial arts instructor was Yu Yongnian, whom Lin Chen repeatedly thanked in his letters.

In front of the lake.

Lin Chen and Yu Yongnian sat by the lake, a rare moment of clarity for Lin Chen.

Even now, the time he is awake each day is not fixed.

Sometimes it can last for a quarter of an hour, sometimes it's just a hundred breaths.

This is because his soul is far stronger than his physical body; his physical body can no longer support his soul, which is somewhat similar to the so-called soul leaving the body.

"Teacher, I'm sorry to have troubled you with my situation and even made a special trip back to bother you and your wife."

Facing his instructor, Lin Chen felt guilty. He knew that his instructor and his wife had been traveling around for years. After visiting Canglan Island, they traveled to other islands in the East China Sea, and they seemed to be a perfect couple.

If it weren't for my own sake, the instructor probably wouldn't have rushed back to Poyang County at this time.

“Silly boy, you are my most promising disciple. How could I not come back? If it weren’t for you, your master’s wife and I wouldn’t be able to travel so peacefully throughout the East China Sea.”

Yu Yongnian smiled slightly. He was well aware of his situation; he was only at the fifth rank.

This level of strength would have been considered considerable on Canglan Island in the past, but it's no longer enough for the current Canglan Island. Since Canglan Island made contact with the East China Sea, the overall martial arts strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. Even a county magistrate needs to have the strength of the sixth rank, and a prefectural lord needs to reach the third rank.

If Canglan Island was in such a state, then the entire East Sea region was even worse. His fifth-rank strength was merely mediocre. Of course, it wasn't that he couldn't improve his martial arts cultivation. Both the Liang Dynasty and the Martial Arts Alliance had promised to provide him with sufficient martial arts resources if he wished. Even if he couldn't reach the Innate Realm, he would at least reach the First Rank. However, he refused those offers.

Those who are family know their own situation. They have already passed the best stage for martial arts development. The resources that the Martial Arts Alliance used to help them break through to the Innate Realm are enough to cultivate several potential Innate Realm martial artists.

Although Canglan Island's trade with other islands was not bullied because of Lin Chen, the disciples are still too fragile. Instead of focusing these resources on themselves, they should use them to cultivate the next generation of martial artists.

As for himself, with Lin Chen's status as an instructor, no one in the East China Sea would dare to bully him.

If someone really wants to deal with me, it must be someone who isn't afraid of me, their disciple. If that's the case, even if I cultivate to the Innate Realm, it will be useless.

At this moment, on the shimmering surface of the lake, a swarm of flying insects is floating up from the bottom of the water.

"Lin Chen, do you know what these flying insects are?"

Hearing the instructor's words, Lin Chen smiled. As the son of a fisherman he found by the lake, how could he not know these things?

"ephemera."

"Speaking of mayflies, they are indeed fascinating creatures, their lives lasting only a short day."

Lin Chen nodded: "As the ancients said, 'We are but a speck of dust in the vast ocean, adrift in the heavens and earth.' This shows that the life of a mayfly is extremely short, and that humans and the heavens and earth are like mayflies and the heavens and earth, just a speck of dust in the vast ocean. However, the instructor has some misunderstanding about mayflies. The life of a mayfly is not just a short day."

"Oh, is there something about mayflies that I don't know?"

Faced with his instructor's doubts, Lin Chen smiled and said, "The mayfly has been lying dormant underwater for many years in order to soar high into the light today."

"Oh, I really didn't know that."

In the eyes of Yu Yongnian and many people around Poyang Lake, mayflies are creatures that only live for a day, and they never imagined that they had been lying dormant underwater for several years before that.

"Teacher, mayfly larvae live among algae in the water or in the mud at the bottom, surviving by feeding on algae. Beneath this surface, they undergo more than twenty molts. Until the final molt, the mayfly's mouthparts begin to degenerate, and its intestines are emptied again. At that point, the mayfly no longer needs to eat or store food..."

Lin Chen's immense divine sense entered the bottom of the lake at this moment, and among the algae at the bottom of the lake, a mayfly was slowly breaking free from the mud and sand. After more than twenty molts, the mayfly at this moment became extremely pure.

Its only destination is the boundless sky above its head; that is its pure pursuit and its destined path.

With a faint glow of destiny, the mayfly broke free from the mud and sand, leaping towards the temple of light above the water. Each vibration was a farewell, each ascent a pilgrimage.

Until the moment it leaps onto the water's surface, its wings flap, a gentle farewell to the water and an embrace of the wind.

Free, vast, filled with the scent of sunshine and the fragrance of grass and trees.

To onlookers, this is the countdown to death for the mayfly; but for the mayfly, it is the most glorious unveiling of its life.

The moment this mayfly flapped its wings and broke free from the water's surface, it was as if it had broken free from the shackles of life.

From this moment on, the mayfly's life becomes light, and its flapping wings are the glory of life.

On the calm lake surface, millions of mayflies simultaneously flapped their wings, using the wind as armor and light as swords, chasing after that ultimate light.

This is both a symphony of rebirth and a final curtain call of death.

Lin Chen watched quietly as the mayflies danced and frolicked on the water's surface, chasing and playing, exchanging years of dormancy for this final, most extreme, and purest leap of life.

"I observe the mayfly as the universe observes me."

A sudden realization slowly emerged in Lin Chen's mind: the life of a mayfly is extremely short compared to that of a human, merely a matter of being born in the morning and dying at dusk.

Compared to human lifespan, they have a natural sense of superiority when it comes to mayflies.

Compared to mountains and rivers, compared to the universe, human lifespan is like that of a mayfly, born in the morning and dying at dusk.

The rivers flowing along the shores of Poyang Lake have witnessed the birth of countless heroes and outstanding figures.

Even Emperor Taizu of the Great Liang Dynasty was but a ripple in the face of Poyang Lake, which has existed for tens of thousands of years or even longer.

Dynasties rise and fall, the reign of a prodigy ends...

In the face of the eternal and unchanging universe, it is nothing more than a ripple left in the tide of time.

"Mayflies endure thousands of years of dormancy and more than twenty transformations in order to see the sky and the light, while I endure the pain of breakthroughs time and time again in pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts. How am I any different from a mayfly?"

"The only difference is that the mayfly is without regret and is brave, while I am hesitant, unwilling, and reluctant..."

Lin Chen's eyes gradually regained their light, and the scene around him slowly blurred until finally all that remained before his eyes were the mayflies flying all over the sky. Until the night before his death, they were flapping their wings and flying high, chasing the setting sun in the sky.

When a mayfly sees the sky, it realizes how insignificant it is.

But the mayfly has never given up.

As for myself, I am like a mayfly, advancing in the path of martial arts. I learned about the Yan Dynasty and the Innate Realm of martial arts, just like a mayfly seeing the sky...

If one wants to forge a different path to godhood, one must be as pure and courageous as a mayfly, pursuing it with the utmost devotion.

At this moment, Lin Chen slowly stood up, turned around to look at Xu Wu's side, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, instructor."

The next moment, Lin Chen stepped into the lake and danced with the mayflies. His aura continued to rise, from ninth rank to eighth rank, seventh rank... First Innate Realm, Second Innate Realm...

Until, at that moment, the mountain within his body collapsed with a roar, and at the point where the mountain collapsed, a cave slowly condensed.

A dream of creation.

One dream leads to the sixth realm of the innate realm: the Cave Heaven Realm.

(End of this chapter)