The Conceited Young Man

There were a total of nine ranks of martial artists, regardless of the mundane and unranked. Grade nine to six did not have any rank, and they were all classified as Worldly realm. The fifth level was called Pure Yang, the fifth level was already more powerful than the secular world. The fourth level was the Connotation, and it was only at the fourth level that one could truly enter the room and begin nourishing one's Qi. The third level was Qi Condensation, and upon entering the Qi Condensation stage one could control the Qi, which was the saying in the book, "A gentleman does not have a weapon." The second level was Tianshu.

However, after entering the first level, they would have the power of the Heavenly Dao, so there was no reason for them to kill people beyond the boundaries of the first level. Even Murong Qian, who was a grandmaster at the first level, had never heard of anyone killing a second level grandmaster before.

However, there were three different directions to progress in this stage, which respectively corresponded to Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. Amongst them, the little Grandmaster was called Life, the Taoist was called Taoism and the Buddhist was called King Kong. Of course, there were also martial artists who relied on martial arts to prove their dao. Just like Murong Qian Xun, along with the great grandmaster Chu Huai Nan and Wang Jing, they both walked the path of martial arts using pure martial arts.

There was no special title for martial artists who practiced kung fu as proof of martial arts. A first rank was still a first rank. However, the world had long since recognized that those who entered the Dao with martial skills and below had unparalleled battle prowess. They would crush anyone who cultivated with the aura of the three sects, but as long as they became great masters, the situation would be completely reversed. For example, Wang Mingyang was a Grandmaster who had entered the Dao Realm. There was also Qing Shiyu, who had reached the Fate Realm before, but later on managed to become a Grandmaster, changing to the shortcut of kung fu.

There were some people who would never be able to find their own lucky chance, but there were some people who, like the current number one of the Confucian scholars, had not done anything after thirty years of reading the Book of Virtue and could even read the words of a Grandmaster. This lucky chance was truly enviable.

As for those at the first rank and above, they were Grandmasters. Currently, there were only ten Grandmasters that were well-known by the world. As Qing Xiang Yu had just entered the Grandmaster Realm, he was not recorded by the world. One buddhist monk took up one person, two people from Mo Bei, another from the Immortal Gate on the Northern Reaches of the Northern Reaches, and two people from Chu Wu and the other one from the Northern Reaches. As for whether there were any hidden old monsters, it was unknown. However, as for the new grand master, it was certain that there would only be a single person, Qing Jieyu.

When Gai Feng entered the Grandmaster Realm, he would cause Heaven and Earth to feel it. That day, when it was raining down on the Death Soldiers sent by Chu Huainan, he found an opportunity to advance and once he entered the Grandmaster Realm, it caused a storm to blow in the world. As long as it was a Grandmaster Realm, they all felt it.

As for if there were any other realms above Grandmaster Qing Qiu's, no one had reached that level yet. Only Wang Mingyang who was at the Great Perfection Stage once sighed with emotion. He felt that he had not truly reached the Great Perfection Stage. Perhaps there really existed another realm, just that this world was missing something crucial, or perhaps it could be said to be qi flow.

Of course, the current Xu Qinghzhi would not take so much into account. In the past few days, he had learned sword techniques from Wang Jing, and because of the sword intent of his Netherworld Sword Seed, his progress could not be described as slow. It was just that Xu Qingzhi slowly discovered that although Wang Mingyang's Underworld Sword Intent was vast and profound, helpful to him, it was not the type that he liked. Wang Mingyang was publicly acknowledged as the number one killer, while Xu Qingzhi was not as murderous. Therefore, he was more or less somewhat opposed to the sword intent of the spring.

Wang Jing's Righteous Bestowal Sword Intent was undoubtedly the most suitable for Xu Qingzhi. Although it could be opened and closed, it was still someone else's. To the extent that it was even more difficult for Xu Qingzhi to comprehend than the Netherworld Sword Intent. However, when Old Wang had taught Xu Qing, he had once said that whether it was Wang Mingyang's Netherworld Sword Intent or his own Righteous Sword Intent, in the end, they were just external forces that could be given a certain amount of help when Xu Qingzhi was learning the way of the sword.

This was too early for Xu Qingzhi. In the present day, Xu Qingzhi was only good at improving his physique through the use of sword Qi. He had learned some basic sword moves and had just barely managed to become a third rate martial artist. His path still had a long way to go.

After a simple meal, Mo Yunchang could not wait and dragged Xu Qingzhi to the backyard. Yesterday, Xu Qingzhi was busy preparing for the Imperial Examinations, so he did not try to break any tricks with Mo Yunchang.

Xu Qingzhi, this is a sword move that I just learned yesterday and have only just mastered it a little today. I will not use inner force, but you still have to be careful, this move is longer in terms of force, and its momentum is like a mountain.

Every time he used a move, Mo Yunchang would analyze it for him.

"He's here!"

Mo YunChang chuckled, the wooden sword in her hand was pressed against her waist, her right hand tightly gripped the sword hilt as she brought the sword along with her. When Xu Qinghui saw Mo Yunchang rushing over, he did not understand why Mo Yunchang did not use her sword. He held his sword to his chest and wanted to retreat to see what Mo Yunchang was up to.

However, just as his mind was racing, he suddenly had a feeling that the Nether Spring Sword's seed in his Dantian was incessantly vibrating, while the intent, Qi, and power were clearly separated, yet each had their own connections. At this moment, Xu Qingzhi borrowed the Nether Spring Sword Intent to sense that Mo Yunchang's sword energy was rising continuously as she rushed forward.

"No, she's accumulating her potential. She needs to break it as soon as possible."

It had to be said that Xu Qingzhi had talent. Without any further hesitation, he lifted his sword to meet Mo YunChang's gaze. On the side, Wang Jing nodded his head in agreement.

"That's right, that's right. If the Mo family's girl didn't use her inner force and only used her sword, it would be difficult for her to stop Xu Tinsheng's plan to store up his energy."

Mo Yunchang naturally knew that Xu Qingzhi had seen through her background, but she could not use her inner force to protect herself, so she had to change her moves in order to stabilize herself. However, she had just become familiar with the Sword Drawing Arts, so her hands were all occupied.

In that moment, she no longer hesitated. Perhaps she hadn't fully gathered her potential yet, but she believed that even if she did, Xu Qingzhi would not be able to block it.

"Sword Drawing Arts!"

Mo Yunchang pulled out her sword and with a leap, she arrived at Xu Qing's head. When the wooden sword was pulled out from her waist, it actually cracked a little because it could not withstand the sword's force. Xu Qingzhi knew that if he let Mo Yunqian gather his strength for a few more breaths of time, he would never have the chance to counterattack. But right now, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised into a smile.