Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

They headed towards the east gate of the Forbidden City.

Once outside the city gates, one enters the official road leading to Zhili and Shanxi.

The journey to Qingliang Temple on Mount Wutai is not far, but it would take several days to travel by fast horse.

The projection of Wei Xiaobao shows him riding a magnificent Ferghana horse, a gift from Emperor Kangxi. This horse is entirely chestnut-red except for its four snow-white hooves, and is known as "Snow-Treading Horse." It is a horse with superb stamina and endurance.

He did not bring a large entourage, but only a small team of ten capable guards, all dressed as ordinary merchants, riding several horses and escorting a wagon loaded with simple luggage and dry rations, trying to avoid attracting attention.

However, the projection of Wei Xiaobao did not rush around frantically like an ordinary messenger or someone on urgent business.

He knew all too well that martial arts cultivation was like rowing against the current; if you didn't advance, you would fall behind.

He understood even more clearly that his trip was not only to fulfill the mission entrusted to him by Emperor Kangxi, but also to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough in his own martial arts.

Therefore, he arranged his schedule quite regularly, even to the point of being "leisurely".

He only traveled for two hours each day, usually in the early morning or evening when the weather was cool and the roads were easy to travel.

The remaining time, aside from necessary meals, rest, and handling personal matters,

All of these are used to find a secluded, uninhabited mountain forest, riverbank, or the backyard of an inn.

He practiced the external martial arts such as "Yin-Yang Fist" and "Yin-Yang Palm," which he had already mastered.

Every move and stance was executed with meticulous care.

Yin-Yang Fist emphasizes the coordination of body movements and footwork, as well as the instantaneous burst of power.

They emphasize being "swift as a rabbit in motion and still as a virgin in stillness."

Yin-Yang Palm emphasizes the transformation of force between emptiness and fullness, and the combination of hardness and softness.

The pursuit is "the palm strikes with the distinction of Yin and Yang, and the strength contains both hardness and softness."

Wei Xiaobao practiced repeatedly, his clothes soaked with sweat. The sound of his fists and palms cutting through the air was sometimes as deep as thunder, and sometimes as light as the wind.

He could feel his understanding of these two sets of skills was indeed slowly deepening through daily practice.

In some subtle details and connections, the application becomes more smooth and natural.

However, although the strength of the projection body Wei Xiaobao improved along the way, the improvement was far too slow.

The slow pace made him, someone accustomed to rapid progress, feel a distinct sense of stagnation and anxiety.

"Why"

One day, after finishing his martial arts practice by a stream at the foot of a desolate mountain in Hebei Province, Wei Xiaobao stood still, exhaling a long breath of turbid air with white mist, his brows furrowed, and a clear look of helplessness on his face.

"Now it's not just that my physical strength is stuck at the peak of the second tier in the martial arts world, completely unmoved."

Even the cultivation of Yin-Yang Fist and Yin-Yang Palm has reached a bottleneck, with minimal progress and little chance of further breakthroughs.

He moved his slightly sore and numb wrists, feeling the powerful energy within his body that seemed to be locked by an invisible barrier.

This sense of bottleneck is exceptionally clear.

The body is like a container filled to its limit; no matter how much you train it, the increase in strength is negligible.

His fist and palm techniques had been honed to the point of "effortless mastery."

It almost becomes muscle memory, but figuring out new variations and stronger power generation techniques from it is incredibly difficult.

It was as if there was an invisible membrane in front of him, thin yet incredibly tough, preventing him from going any further.

Even though he consumed countless aged medicinal herbs in the palace

Even eating ginseng, lingzhi, and deer antler as a staple food wouldn't change this situation.

Wei Xiaobao knew very well that external nourishment could lay a solid foundation and accelerate accumulation in the early stages.

But when you reach a true bottleneck, what you need even more is inner "enlightenment" and "breakthrough."

It is a leap in the essence of life, rather than a mere accumulation of energy.

He recalled a strange experience he had about six months ago when he was practicing martial arts late at night in the palace.

Prior to this, the projection body Wei Xiaobao had once practiced the Yin-Yang Palm, and during the practice, he actually entered a state of oneness with heaven and man.

It was a mysterious and profound state, as if one had a deep resonance with the surrounding world and with the Yin-Yang principles contained in the palm technique.

His mind was clearer than ever before, his moves came naturally yet were exquisitely subtle, his blood and qi surged like a dragon, and his understanding of yin and yang energies instantly rose to a whole new level.

This resulted in an extremely significant improvement in Yin-Yang Palm, allowing the palm force to be controlled at will, with no more stagnation in the transition between hardness and softness, and even the ability to subtly influence external energy.

As a result, Yin-Yang Fist, which has a deeper understanding of the principles of Yin and Yang, has also seen a significant improvement.

That epiphany allowed him to transcend the level of an ordinary second-rate master, firmly standing at the peak of the second-rate level and touching the threshold of the first-rate level.

But enlightenment is something that can only be encountered by chance, and no matter how hard he practiced afterwards, trying to find that feeling again, he never succeeded.

Now, both his fist and palm techniques have reached a bottleneck, and the improvement is too slow, which makes the projected Wei Xiaobao very irritable.

Looking at his reflection in the stream, his face, weathered by years of martial arts training and living outdoors, yet with eyes as sharp as an eagle's, a yearning for greater power grew wildly within him, like weeds.

But getting frustrated won't help.

He quickly calmed down, picked up a pebble, and threw it forcefully across the stream, making a muffled "plop" sound.

This bottleneck needs the right opportunity to be broken.

Perhaps it's the pressure of a life-or-death struggle?

Perhaps it was inspired by more advanced martial arts?

Perhaps it's a natural transformation of the body under extreme training?

He thought of a legend circulating among top external martial arts masters:

Perhaps on the day the limits are broken, the body will be able to spontaneously generate acquired internal strength from the outside in.

This is not internal energy generated from practicing internal energy cultivation techniques.

Rather, it is the purest and most fundamental life energy that naturally arises within the body when the body's blood and qi are at their peak, and the spirit and will are refined to a certain degree, resulting in a harmonious interaction between the internal and external energies.

This internal strength originates from one's most fundamental potential and is perfectly integrated with the body.

The resulting internal energy potential is undoubtedly extremely strong, far surpassing that of internal energy cultivated through ordinary internal energy techniques.

This will lay the most perfect and solid foundation for cultivating more advanced martial arts techniques in the future.

This thought gave him a jolt of energy. But then, deeper thoughts began to surface.

"We need to speed up the process of developing martial arts techniques. We can also try to see if we can naturally generate internal energy."

Wei Xiaobao sat cross-legged on a large rock by the stream, and began to seriously analyze his current situation and future plans.

"My physical strength is currently at the peak of the second tier, but in terms of physical divine power alone, it is indeed extraordinary."

He clenched his fist, his knuckles making a slight cracking sound.

"My physical strength is extremely yang and unparalleled, domineering and incomparable. In battles against ordinary second-rate martial arts masters, I can achieve a complete victory by relying on my strength, speed, and mastery of techniques."

His brow furrowed again as he thought of the truly top figures in this world:

"But if you encounter someone like the South Sea Divine Nun, Chen Jinnan, or the leader of the Divine Dragon Sect," each of these names represents the pinnacle of the martial arts world, and they are truly first-class or even super-first-class masters.

They not only possess profound internal strength and exquisite skills, but what is even more terrifying is their diverse methods, including lightness skills, hidden weapons, poisons, unusual weapons, and even all sorts of strange and difficult-to-defend unorthodox techniques, making them impossible to guard against.

"I am indeed in danger," Wei Xiaobao said, fully aware of the situation.

Even if one masters external martial arts to the extreme, relying solely on them will leave one at a significant disadvantage when facing a true master with profound internal strength and a wide range of techniques.