Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The second half of the "Emperor Wu's Viewing of Old Events and Burial Records" records Emperor Wu's life.

Wang Quan didn't care whether the other party had embellished his image, so he read it with great interest.

In my youth, I was a shepherd boy in the countryside, skilled at herding geese. Because of my youthful intelligence, I once wrote a poem: "Geese, geese, geese, what a large flock of geese! Not only white geese, but also geese of various colors."

The villagers praised me, saying I could study and become a scholar, but alas, literature couldn't save the empire; for the sake of the empire, I began to learn martial arts.

Pfft!

Wang Quan laughed: "Only studying can save the empire; martial arts... can only be used to oppress the people."

"This Emperor Wu made a wrong turn in his youth, and he will surely regret it when he is old."

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and continued flipping through the pages:

"I'm too clever; I easily learned many martial arts techniques and even created my own 'White Goose Fist'."

My junior sister admires me, makes me soup; my senior sister is pleased, grills meat for me; my master's wife is pleased; and she sews clothes for me.

But for some reason, my master, senior brothers, and junior brothers don't like me.

Wang Quan thought about it and realized that he wouldn't like this Martial Emperor even if he were with him.

I rose to fame at a young age—in the county town, I was known as a genius; in the prefectural city, I was a prodigy; in the state capital, I was hailed as a prodigy.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan exclaimed, "What an amazing Emperor Wu!"

[After entering the main city, and then the capital, the world called me the pride of pride, the prodigy among prodigies.]

In just three short years, I became the strongest young expert in the empire.

However, I am not happy—not because the noble ladies have smeared rouge on me; nor because the princesses, noble ladies, and daughters of officials have smeared powder on my mouth, but because—martial arts cannot save the empire.

Pooh!

Wang Quan spat, looking down on Emperor Wu.

"I knew it! Only education can save the empire."

"Serves you right for having your face covered in rouge and powder."

He suppressed his envy and continued reading:

[As the empire declined, other empires invaded from all sides. I fought on all fronts, suppressing all the imperial generals and marshals.]

[And at that moment, the cultivators appeared.]

Cultivators are powerful and terrifying; but I am not weak either.

As a martial artist, I slew numerous cultivators, invincible in my path.

[Until later, he encountered a cultivator whom all the other cultivators called "Young Master."]

At that time, this young master only had the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

He descended the mountain to participate in the imperial war in order to gather resources for foundation building.

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan's eyes contracted.

son?

Does this Emperor Wu and the young master belong to the same era?

Over the years, whether he went to historical fragments or opened up safe zones in the underworld, he encountered the young master's subordinates.

However, he knew nothing about the young master.

Now, the opportunity has arrived.

Emperor Wu and the prince actually belonged to the same era.

Moreover, the two met when they were young.

Wang Quan had a feeling that the Emperor Wu and the young master would inevitably become entangled in the future.

Thinking of this, he swallowed hard and continued looking back.

Although I have killed Foundation Establishment cultivators as a martial artist, I am no match for a young master with Qi Refining cultivation.

I fought him ten times, and lost all ten.

The young master said: "Martial arts are no match for cultivating immortality. He wants me to cultivate immortality, saying there's a branch called 'Destined Cultivation,' and he wants me to be that branch, to follow him and see him reach the top."

I don't believe it!

"I am a warrior; I shall kill all."

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan fell silent.

Those few words conveyed to him the overwhelming killing intent and resentment of this Martial Emperor.

"Martial arts are not good."

"Nowadays, even martial arts masters can only bully little demons and low-level new cultivators."

"It's simply impossible for them to fight against orthodox Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"How did this Martial Emperor manage to do that back then?"

Curious, he continued flipping through the pages:

I cannot defeat you, young master.

Later, even the cultivators who came to support the empire were no match for the young master.

The empire has perished—and the empire I belonged to was called—the Kingdom of Martial Arts.

Seeing this, Wang Quan sensed a trace of sadness.

"The minds of martial artists and cultivators are ultimately different."

"I have absolutely no feelings for that Liang Kingdom."

If it disappears, I will simply pretend I didn't see it.

As he pondered, he continued flipping through the pages:

I bid farewell to the clingy ladies of high society and officials, packed my bags, and set off to wander the world.

I found martial arts secrets in ancient tombs and discovered martial arts techniques in ancient ruins.

I traced the footsteps of martial arts, year after year.

Although I have lived for eight hundred years, my lifespan has still come to an end.

My hair has turned white, my skin has sagged, and the noble ladies and daughters of officials who once admired me now find me old-fashioned.

[His once full and bulging chest is now a withered sack—carried on his shoulders all day long.]

Royal power........

What's going on?

Was this Empress Wu a woman?

He was stunned.

"I never imagined that the Martial Emperor was actually a woman."

"Moreover, he lived for eight hundred years as a martial artist."

"What level of martial arts had she reached at that time?"

Wang Quan, curious, continued flipping through the pages:

I passed through an empire where the people said there were forbidden areas on the icy plains.

Legend has it that if a martial artist can emerge alive from a forbidden area, they can suppress a cultivator.

"I went in to suppress cultivators."

The king remained silent.

When life comes to an end, they desperately want to continue living, even stubbornly clinging to the identity of martial arts.

This Emperor Wu—he's a real stubborn fool.

[The restricted area was terrifying. I fought my way in, and then I saw a crystal mountain.]

The crystal mountain appeared and disappeared, seemingly both present and absent.

[Sealed within Crystal Mountain is a woman's human skin.]

[I was shown that human skin.]

[I observed her for a long time—she said her true form is called—Qiu Wudi!]

She doesn't belong to this era. She was killed in her own time, then sealed away by a treasure, traversing time and space to gradually erase the cause and effect, and will eventually be truly resurrected.

She told me not to follow her path, saying that although her approach was effective, it was outdated.

She made me adapt to the times.

Wang Quan was stunned.

Human skin?

Qiu Wudi?

What an overbearing name.

A martial artist actually named himself Invincible.

Aren't you afraid of getting beaten to death?

Hmm...it seems the other party is already dead, just a skin and bones? That's alright then.

"I wonder who's stronger, Qiu Wudi or the Forbidden Emperor."

"Unfortunately, times have changed, and they probably haven't made comparisons."

Wang Quan sighed.

Over the long course of history, there have been far too many strong individuals.

If Emperor Wu hadn't written the other person's name, who would have known that there was once a person named Qiu Wudi in history?

"A human skin, actually, survived through one era after another, reaching the era of Emperor Wu."

"If Qiu Wudi were alive, how powerful and terrifying would he be?"

—Chapter 811 has been revised; the missing chapter has been added—

I've been drinking nine packets of cold medicine a day for the past few days, and my head is spinning!

Thank you all for your support—thank you in advance—I'll keep striving!