Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

"Young master, this is your room. Hot water and a change of clothes will be brought shortly. If you have any other requests, please feel free to pull the bell by the bed." The maid curtsied, spoke softly, and then bowed and left, closing the door behind her.

As soon as the door closed, the room became quiet.

Qin Han went to the window and pushed open the carved wooden window. A cool breeze carrying a hint of moisture blew in.

Looking out, the river was wide open, and several water birds skimmed across the surface, leaving behind a trail of ripples. It was a rare sight to see blue skies and white clouds, a rare and beautiful day.

He took two breaths of the fresh, watery air, clenched his right hand, and felt the white and gray true energy flowing across its surface. He felt the surging true energy within his body. This sense of mastering power was truly intoxicating. No wonder there is a saying that heroes use martial arts to break the law. If he hadn't had such grand ambitions, he might have also lost himself in the pursuit of ultimate power.

Whether that Madam Ruan was actually Ruan Xingzhu, what kind of romantic affair she had with Duan Zhengchun, or whether the Chai family was the same one from the novel "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" were all irrelevant. Now that he was powerless and powerless, what could he do even if he knew?

Instead of wasting time exploring, it's better to use these days to consolidate your understanding and conserve your energy.

After closing the window, Qin Han walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

With eyes slightly closed, hands formed a "holding the primordial energy" posture in front of the lower abdomen, and mind focused into the dantian (lower abdomen).

"Phew~"

"Heave-ho!"

My breathing began to become long and even.

With a thought, the Northern Darkness True Qi within his body slowly began to circulate. As the Northern Darkness Divine Art was activated, wisps of visible white-gray energy appeared around him.

The airflow split into two intertwined colors: pure white and deep gray. The two intertwined and tangled, resembling a strange and mysterious shape, possessing unparalleled devouring properties.

The white and gray true energy, like two swimming dragons chasing each other, began to flow slowly along the eight extraordinary meridians, with his dantian as the center. Wherever it passed, the meridians continued to widen and nourish, becoming more resilient and expansive.

One cycle after another...

Qin Han was immersed in the wonderful feeling of this true energy circulation. After an unknown amount of time, his hand gesture of holding the Yuan suddenly changed, and an even more profound and complex hand seal was formed.

At the same time, the circulation path of the internal energy also underwent tremendous changes.

The white and gray true energy that was originally intertwined began to transform rapidly, and the true energy quickly turned into an invisible, formless, colorless and odorless existence.

This new true energy is formless and shapeless...

This is the operating method of another top-level martial art of the Free and Unfettered Sect, the Lesser Formless Skill!

In the original story, the Tibetan national teacher Kumārajīva used this divine skill to forcibly activate and imitate many of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts without understanding the Shaolin internal energy cultivation method, creating a fake that was indistinguishable from the real thing and shocking the martial arts world.

Its core secret lies in the "formless and shapeless" nature of the Xiaowuxiang Gong's true qi, which can imitate the true qi characteristics of any martial art in the world, achieving "formless and shapeless, yet unlike anything else".

Qin Han circulated his inner energy for several more cycles, thoroughly mastering the formless and intangible true energy within his body, before slowly opening his eyes.

"Hoo..." He exhaled a long breath, which formed a faint white streak in the air.

Raise your hands and spread them out in front of you, carefully looking at your palms. Your palms are still the same hands, but the white and gray true energy that should have appeared in your hands has become formless and shapeless, and the characteristics contained within them have undergone another leap.

Qin Han couldn't contain his joy and excitement!

"I did it! I actually did it?!" he murmured to himself, his voice trembling with excitement.

Northern Darkness Divine Art, Lesser Formless Art!

These two top-tier internal energy techniques, both belonging to the Free and Unfettered School but with completely different mental cultivation methods and true energy attributes, actually achieved a perfect transformation and coexistence within his body!

One can freely manipulate the true energy within the body to exhibit the devouring characteristics of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, or transform it into the simulated characteristics of the Lesser Formless Art in the next second.

What an incredible realm this is!

It is important to know that in the world of martial arts, the true qi generated by different internal energy cultivation methods often conflict with each other. If a person cultivates two different internal energy cultivation methods at the same time, at best the true qi will be disordered and the meridians will be damaged, and at worst the person will suffer qi deviation and die from body explosion.

Even for three grandmasters as powerful as Wuyazi, Tianshan Tonglao, and Li Qiushui, although they all possessed several unique skills, they could only choose one as their fundamental internal strength. The other martial arts could only be used as references and supplements to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses and to study their opponents' flaws.

For example, Wu Yazi mainly cultivated the Beiming Divine Art. Although he also knew the Xiaowuxiang Art, he could never use the two kinds of true energy as freely as Qin Han, switching between them without any stagnation.

This is no longer a simple "combination cultivation", but has reached the legendary supreme realm of "dragon and tiger converging, yin and yang complementing each other"!

This is a realm that only exists in martial arts theory, and only grandmasters or even peerless experts at the Celestial Realm can possibly reach!

"If the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lesser Formless Art can be switched at will, does that mean... I might be able to learn and switch between the supreme Yang energy of the Nine Yang Divine Art, the Yin energy of the Nine Yin Manual, and even the Buddhist Zen techniques of the Yi Jin Jing? Or even, like Yang Guo, fuse the martial arts of various schools into one?"

The moment this bold idea popped into Qin Han's head, his heart began to pound rapidly.

Subconsciously withdrawing the invisible true energy from his hands, he reached out and touched the faintly visible "dragon tattoo" on his chest. This tattoo was the biggest secret he brought with him when he transmigrated. Could it be because of it that he was able to achieve such an incredible step as "dragon and tiger merging, yin and yang in harmony"?

"The martial arts of this world are vast and profound, with numerous varieties. Many powerful techniques require specific true qi attributes to activate; the Flaming Blade requires scorching true qi, the Frosty Palm requires chilling internal energy..." Qin Han's eyes grew brighter and brighter. "Now, the 'Dragon Pattern' has solved this enormous problem for me! It not only saved me from the risk of qi deviation, but also opened a path for me to reach the pinnacle of martial arts!"

From this day forward, all martial arts techniques in the world will have no threshold or restrictions in front of me!

I may want to think about it, but I still need to find a top-tier martial art to test it out, lest I end up disappointed.

Qin Han was immersed in the unique joy and sorrow brought about by the 'dragon pattern' on his body...

The same three-story ship.

In the most luxurious master bedroom diagonally opposite him, Ruan Xingzhu stood by the window, holding a cup of still-steaming tea in his hand, but his gaze was not on the river view outside the window, but rather cast into the distance to the southwest.