There were fourteen tiers in the new martial cultivation system.
The first tier was Postnatal, honing physique, qi, and inner strength.
The second tier was Congenital, combining person and world, fusing spirit and qi.
The third tier was Blank, where one gained enlightenment of the world’s power.
The fourth tier was Tempest, where True Qi was converted to Yuan Qi, gaining exponential strength.
The fifth tier was Yin-Yang, where one gained enlightenment of the Yin and Yang aspects and cultivated godly manifestations in martial arts.
The sixth tier was Deva. Yin and Yang filled the body, converting godly manifestations into a single seed.
The seventh tier was Conversion, fusing all godly manifestations into one body, providing more power if one had more godly manifestations.
The eighth tier was Martial Golden Pellet, which converted all godly manifestations into a single golden pellet that instantly unleashes the full power of a person. It could be used to hit someone or self-destruct with devastating force!
The ninth tier was Firewind Trial, and one would reach Ten Millenia-tier after surviving it, which was also the tenth tier in martial cultivation!
“The eleventh-tier is Undying, the twelfth is Grotto-Heaven, while the thirteen and fourteenth are Realm King and Eternal respectively…”
Jiang He adjusted the martial cultivation system he fabricated and could not help sighing in emotion. He praised, “It has been so long since I created cultivation methods, but I never realized that I’m even better in creating cultivation methods now!”
“Oh, right…”
“Still, how should each tier be cultivated after I’ve categorized them? For example, converting True Qi to Yuan Qi in the fourth tier… I could use the improvement from Divine-tempest to Divine-Conversion as a reference, but how about the fifth tier?”
“Enlightenment toward Yin and Yang would be simple, and martial artists who cultivate to that level would have a strong sense toward the power of the world… but how should godly manifestations in martial arts be cultivated?”
Right now, Jiang He’s cultivation was extremely high, and he soon had several ideas after some thinking…
He was ready to note down but soon realized that he had used up all the paper for writing the new martial cultivation system, and had no place to write any other thoughts he had.
“I somehow used up so many sheets of paper?”
Jiang He was emotional.
Therefore… he simply skipped some of the details of cultivation.
If it could be planted, it could be cultivated anyway.
“I just have to create the cultivation manual… and hand it over to Wang Hou, and leave the finer details to him… Moreover, I have laid the foundation for the cultivation system, and thereafter, other cultivation methods could be created based on the system I developed.”
Those matters did not require Jiang He’s consideration.
Right now, he had to name the martial cultivation he made up… I mean, had gone through great lengths to develop.
And yet…
Naming the cultivation methods which he had created was never Jiang He’s strong suit.
After thinking up to eight minutes and getting nothing good, he finally decided…
“A name is just a symbol anyway. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little casual.”
“Since it’s a new martial cultivation system I developed, I’ll just name it Martial Scripture.”
“Huh…”
“Others aside, Martial Scripture is a cool name.”
Jiang He lifted his pen and wrote the words on a blank spot of the paper.
Then, putting away his pen and folding the cultivation manual, he called out, “Dumbo!”
Whoosh!
Dumbo, who was planting immortal crystals outside, appeared in a flash before him at his call.
“Eh?”
Jiang He’s gaze shifted to him and he said, “Your cultivation has improved a lot. It seems you’ve benefited a lot from the Farm leveling up.”
Nonetheless, the dog appeared scowling as it said, “Master, I think I’m stronger than Jin Sidao even after he became immortal. I could even give two of him a beatdown, so why am I not immortal?”
Jiang He thought about it and replied, “Perhaps because Martial Dao is stronger now on Earth, which holds back Immortal Dao… how about this? I’ll bring you guys to outer space later and see if you could become immortal there.”
“Oh, right!”
“Here’s a martial arts manual I’ve just created, and here’s a bag of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens. Take them and plant them.”
“When the martial cultivation system is planted, you guys could try cultivating it too… if you switch to martial arts at your current level, coupled with some resources provided from me, it won’t take long for you to far surpass your current level!”
Dumbo’s dog face looked as if life has lost all purpose and muttered, “Master, is martial arts better than immortal arts in any way?”
“That depends on how you practice it.”
Jiang He chuckled and waved it off. “Alright, stop messing around and plant the manual… remember to add the entire pack of Living Soil of the Nine Heavens.”
Dumbo took the manual and clawed the vacant ground beside the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment, and soon made a hole.
Although Dumbo had earth-type powers, it preferred using it paws to dig holes when he did not have many crops to plant… a dog’s habit was difficult to change.
Nonetheless, in just a few minutes, Dumbo was done with digging the hole, planting the cultivation manual, sprinkling it with the Living Soil of the Nine Heavens, and watering it.
“Not bad. Now go continue planting immortal crystals.”
After all, several million immortal crystals was not a small sum. Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, the nine Wise Rock Monkeys, and Unknown Fox were all working together and using various abilities, but planting several million immortal crystals could not be done very quickly.
“We have to plant as fast as well can… Damn it, Trumbo! Don’t ruin my purple bamboo forest when you plant the immortal crystals!”
“Can’t you use your brains?”
“Divide your jobs among yourselves! Some of you should dig holes, while others plant, bury, or water it. Wouldn’t that be more efficient!?”
Damn it!
That bunch are as dumb as a dog!
Nonetheless, Jiang He was not bothered to scold them further after scolding them once. Leaning back on his cane chair beneath the Old Tea Tree of Enlightenment, he waved his hand.
Hu Mei, getting the idea, promptly served him a cup of Enlightenment Tea.
As he drank, Boa Hancock brought him fresh grapes.
Those grapes were mutated in the first place, and became even tastier after Jiang He had planted to strengthen them. They restored Yuan Qi and revitalized the spirit as well.
After finishing his tea, a soft quake extended from where the Martial Scripture had been planted.
In the next instant, a radiance broke out of the ground.
There was a dreamlike bud growing within the light. It flickered in crystalline glimmer and appeared incorporeal, but consisted of veins of radiances instead.
It grew rapidly, and was soon three feet tall, though its growth slowed just then.
Then, a myriad-colored flower bloomed at the tip of its branch, the center of which was a mini martial arts text.
Jiang He observed it.
“It would be ripe in around two hours.”
“Well, I’ve succeeded in creating a Martial Dao.”
He rose to his feet and flew outside his farm… with his farm ten thousand meters wide, it was too slow to walk.
“I’ll renovate the Farm after I harvest the latest batch of immortal crystals, and build a road starting from this mansion here connected to the Farm entrance…”
After flying out, Jiang He took out his phone and dialed Wang Hou’s number.
At the moment, Wang Hou was cultivating in his training room.
He was scowling.
Martial arts…
How should he continue advancing from here?
Unlike cultivators, martial arts were a cultivation system derived from immortal arts after Earth’s Spirit Qi dried up, and had less than two thousand years of development…
And over the last two thousand years, as Spirit Qi dried up each passing day, not even the best martial arts prodigies could further develop… Zero-Void tier was already their limit.
As for Paragon-tier, Wang Hou determined that it was a tier where martial arts geniuses developed, but no one had really reached it over the last two thousand years.
On the other hand, Wang Hou had not only cultivated up to Paragon in martial arts, but he also broke the shackles and forcefully pushed his martial cultivation to his current level even without any precedents.
And yet…
There was no path leading ahead.
He had to rely on himself to develop everything.
And that was very difficult.
He felt the helplessness of having not path ahead of him, even with all his wisdom and will.
After a long time, he collected his thoughts and shook his head with a pained smile.
“It would be good everything went smoothly. I’ve ascended only recently and don’t have a strong enough foundation… but Jiang He is right—I could consider restricting the tiers and simplify martial arts, so that the system is definitive and new martial artists could cultivate accordingly…”
Wang Hou clearly did not think much about what Jiang He said about creating a martial cultivation manual.
Jiang He had always flattered himself with the gift of creating cultivation manuals…
Even if he did have the gift, what would a cultivator like Jiang He know about Martial Dao?
“Only I can do this!”
“No one in all the existing worlds understand martial arts better than I do!”
A look of confidence appeared on Wang Hou’s face…
And that was when his phone rang.
Wang Hou looked at the caller ID and answered, chuckling, “Jiang He…”
Before he could finish, however, Jiang He’s joyful voice could be heard—
“Minister Wang, I’ve created the martial cultivation manual!”
“Hello?”
“Minister Wang?”
“Why are you not saying anything, Minister Wang… I got it, you must be as surprised as I am, aren’t you?”
Jiang He was beaming widely.
He made the call mainly to spread the good news.
And it seemed that Wang Hou was awestruck by the profound delight.
“Haha, being surprised is good… I’m telling you, I really made an effort this time: I actually read over a dozen wuxia and xianxia novels and spent several hours to create a brand-new martial cultivation manual…”
Wang Hou was dumbstruck.
As if his spirit was disembodied, his entire face stiffened and his mouth hung open, unsure what to say just then.
