The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

"On behalf of the Zhang family..."

"On behalf of the Zhou family..."

"On behalf of the Lin family..."

"..."

In less than half a minute.

Ye Xiao had already collected 11 fragments of Chaos Martial Bone.

Then there was only one left.

Ye Xiao's gaze fell on Sun Jin.

All that's left is the Sun family behind Sun Jin, the dean of the Jingzhe Martial Academy.

At this moment, the one who lost face the most was none other than Sun Jin.

As the dean, Sun Jin still had to hand over the fragments of the Sun family's Chaotic Martial Bone.

Although, given his status, no one in the Sun family would stop him.

But it would still be very embarrassing to make him do that.

In the end, however, Sun Jin retrieved the fragments of the Chaos Martial Bone from the Sun family and handed them over to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao successfully collected all 12 Chaos Martial Bone fragments.

After it's all done.

Ye Xiao naturally had no reason to stay here.

He smiled and said, "Thank you all for your hospitality. Hope to see you again next time!"

After saying that, Ye Xiao left the Jingzhe Martial Academy with Grandpa Hei.

Sun Jin could no longer politely invite Ye Xiao to stay for a meal or even overnight.

He's now more than happy for this plague to leave.

After Ye Xiao left.

Sun Jin then spoke to his students without any politeness.

"Starting today, you will no longer have a single day of vacation!"

"Everyone trained like crazy for me!"

"Don't give me any more complaints about being tired or this and that. If anyone can't take it, then they should just drop out and get out!"

"Did you understand?"

Sun Jin's anger made the students below shrink back in fear.

They wouldn't dare say a single "no".

......

"Grandpa Blackie, where are we going now?"

"Keep going up."

"But I just obtained 12 Chaos Martial Bone Fragments, and I haven't had time to fuse them yet."

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time later."

Ye Xiao nodded and put away all the fragments of the Chaos Martial Bone.

The two then proceeded to the next palace.

That is, the fourth level, Wenque!

If the Martial Palace corresponds to cultivators, then the Literary Palace corresponds to scholars.

After Ye Xiao arrived at Wenque.

He could clearly sense that the entire Wenque Street was filled with content related to literature.

Buildings such as book pavilions, libraries, schools, and research institutes emerged one after another.

Here, there are even younger students.

They might be sent here to study when they are two or three years old.

When they get older, they will go to Wuque to cultivate.

This is why the Martial Gate and the Literary Gate are so close together.

Ye Xiao could tell.

Grandpa Hei doesn't like this place.

After entering the Wenque, he seemed extremely uncomfortable.

"Let's go, let's get out of this ghostly place as soon as possible."

Ye Xiao couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle Hei, why do you hate Wen Que so much?"

The old man replied, "It's not that I dislike Wen Que, it's that I dislike those scholars."

But often, what you hate the most is what's most likely to happen to you.

originally.

Ye Xiao and Uncle Hei had arrived at the long white jade bridge connecting Wenque and the next palace.

On both sides of the bridge are floating seas of clouds, and sunlight shines through the clouds onto the bridge, like a layer of broken gold.

As a result, there were several people standing on the bridge.

Four men and two women, dressed in the luxurious attire of scions of noble families.

The leader was a young man with fair skin and sharp eyes, with a jade pendant engraved with the character "Lin" hanging from his waist.

This man, named Lin Xiuwen, claimed to be erudite and placed great importance on his "origin".

When he saw Ye Xiao, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Hey, isn't this the martial artist who went around fighting in Wuque? I heard you beat up all the direct descendants of our Lin family. What, after defeating the martial ones, now you're trying to be a scholar?"

The people behind him burst into laughter.

This moment.

Ye Xiao understood why Old Man Hei was so annoying.

He's starting to dislike these intellectuals too.

Instead of speaking properly, they resort to sarcastic and provocative language.

Moreover, such people usually won't resort to violence against you.

It's all just talk.

If you take the initiative to attack him, you will actually be at a moral disadvantage.

Ye Xiao did not stop, and said calmly.

"Just passing by."

He has already adhered to the principle of "it's better to do less than more" enough.

Meanwhile, the old man in black was looking at Ye Xiao with great interest.

He truly disliked Wen Que and those scholars.

But he was more curious.

If Ye Xiao were to encounter this group of scholars, how would he deal with them?

"Passing by Wenque?" Lin Xiuwen stepped aside to block his path.

He reached out and flicked his collar, the movement elegant yet deliberately showy.

"What are you doing here, a mere warrior? This place is about classics, history, philosophy, the laws of heaven and earth, and the origin of spiritual energy—can you even understand it?"

A girl in a blue robe next to him chimed in.

"Brother Xiuwen, don't say that. He's a distinguished guest of Yueque, after all; he can read."

But no matter how you look at it, these words sound sarcastic and unsettling.

"Learning to read and reading books are two different things." Lin Xiuwen shook his head and sighed. "Reading ten thousand books will make you realize the vastness of the world. Practicing ten thousand fist techniques will only turn you into a brute force machine. Judging from your appearance, I'm afraid you can't even explain what spiritual energy is?"

Ye Xiao originally didn't intend to pay any attention to these scholars.

But suddenly, he got excited too.

Ye Xiao stopped and turned to face him.

"You say I can't even explain what spiritual energy is. Then tell me, what is spiritual energy?"

Lin Xiuwen paused for a moment, then straightened his back and began reciting ancient golden rules and precepts.

"Spiritual energy is the primordial energy of heaven and earth, the foundation of all creation. Cultivators absorb spiritual energy to temper their physical bodies, condense their golden cores, and achieve spiritual transformation and Dao integration—this is the true path of cultivation. Don't you understand this?"

"Where is the source?"

"What?"

"What is the source of spiritual energy?" Ye Xiao stared calmly at Lin Xiuwen.

"You say spiritual energy is the primordial energy of heaven and earth, so where does it come from?"

Why are some places rich in spiritual energy, while others are as barren as a desert?

Lin Xiuwen opened his mouth.

He had been memorizing texts for years, but this was a question he hadn't thought about.

Or rather, he dared not think about it.

Moreover, the answer wasn't in the book he memorized.

A young man in a gray robe stepped forward. He was Zhou Yunhe from the Zhou family, who was skilled in formations and equally learned.

"Spiritual energy is a gift from Heaven, naturally generated by the universe!"

"You are a martial artist and do not understand the principles of spiritual energy circulation, so it is natural for you to ask this question. We have been practicing spiritual arts since childhood and know that spiritual energy is omnipresent, ever-present, and endlessly regenerating."

"If you want to learn, I can recommend a few introductory books."

Zhou Yunhe had the air of someone who loved to teach others.

"A gift from Heaven?"

Ye Xiao smiled, a very faint smile.

"Do you even know where the spiritual energy of each palace in your so-called celestial city comes from?"