You've always been petty.
Yun Shou: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
After winning first place in the "Martial Arts Tournament for a Bride" without any suspense, you followed the Lin family steward into the Qingyu Pavilion next to the arena, where you saw the heroine of the competition: Lin Youbai.
After meeting her, you looked at her with the gaze of someone looking at a possession, then quickly shifted your gaze to one of boredom.
[In the arrogant and disdainful tone characteristic of a young genius: "Why are you so old? I don't want an old woman!"]
Yun Shou: How delightful!
Serves you right for looking down on me last time!
[This is different from the last simulation: you were the one who refused first, and the Lin family members, with unfriendly expressions, asked you to leave. They didn't cause any trouble only because of your youthful talent; there's no possibility of any compensation.]
But you don't care about that; you're only concerned with your own pleasure.
[For 270 years, you have lived in Qingcheng, where you, as a young wandering knight, often swindled pocket money from some of the city's lawless gangs.]
[In just one year, you not only successfully recouped the 1% of your foundation lost during the simulation, but your martial arts cultivation has also progressed rapidly. Your internal organs have advanced by 20% in just one year!]
You gradually begin to interact with Zhu Baowen, the head of the "Hun Yuan Sheng Mie Children's Martial Arts Academy." In order to learn the ultimate truth of martial arts as soon as possible, you shamelessly claim that he looks like your master.
[Your mysterious master, whose origins and name are completely unknown, who, after imparting his skills to you, resolutely chose to perish in the 800-mile-long Qinghu Lake, his body sinking to the bottom and being devoured by fish and shrimp in a form of water burial.]
Zhu Baowen: "..."
Yun Shou: "That's right, the main point is that the dead have no way to prove anything, and their remains are never found."
Zhu Baowen had no suspicions, or perhaps he simply couldn't be bothered. Under your persistent and shameless advances, day after day of flattery and requests to become your disciple, he reluctantly agreed to accept you as a half-disciple, a nominal disciple.
[In the 271st year of Daqing, the progress of the organ system's improvement reached 70%. In the same year, you went to participate in this year's Young Talents Competition, with your destination being "Hengduan Cliff".]
[Hengduan Cliff is a unique peak within Ningguo. It is 600 zhang high, but based on its slope and shape, it should actually be 850 zhang high. However, at 600 zhang, it seems as if it was cleaved by a sword from the sky, forming a jagged, uneven cross-section.]
Below the Hengduan Cliff lies the "Meteor Sect." The establishment of a sect signifies that it possesses at least one Grandmaster. If, after the Grandmaster's fall, no new Grandmaster emerges within the sect for several decades, the sect loses its name and is relegated to a martial arts school.
[In a month and a half, you traveled nearly three thousand li on horseback, including some mountainous areas where you traversed them using your light-footed skills. Although this was strenuous, it saved a significant amount of time.]
Because of your reckless behavior, you encountered six or seven groups of bandits and robbers along the way, but most of them were no more than second-rate, and were no match for you.
You have arrived at the Hengduan Cliff.
This year's competition attracted no fewer than 500 "young talents," and none of them were below second-rate level.
[More than half of them came from various sects, and many others came from martial arts schools. Only a small number were "freelance martial artists" who had grown to this point through chance encounters with their martial arts skills.]
This is because most sects and martial arts schools frequently send people to various towns and villages. If they encounter someone with clearly extraordinary talent, they are taken away on the spot, further leading to a scarcity of "freelance martial artists" in the civilian population.
The entry requirements for the Young Talents Competition are very "low," as it requires neither a recommendation from a renowned figure nor extensive background checks (as long as you're not a major wanted criminal, they won't pry); it only considers bone age and martial arts skills.
You arrive in the small town at the foot of the Hengduan Cliff, register, and wait in town for more than half a month before the competition finally begins.
[At the beginning, a master from the Meteor Sect gave a speech. This master was extraordinary; his voice was as loud as a bell, you know, because he used "罡劲" (a type of internal energy).]
"Gang Jin" can be understood as an upgraded version of internal energy, but not every master can use Gang Jin. Just as a first-rate martial artist has extremely hard bones, exceeding the hardness of much refined iron, that is only after going through the stage of "internal energy penetrating the bones."
[Grandmasters need to complete the marrow tempering of their internal energy to achieve a fundamental sublimation of their internal energy, transforming it into powerful, concentrated energy.]
The competition began with preliminary rounds, which top-tier martial artists didn't need to participate in, so you weren't concerned about the specific procedures. You only knew that you had five more days of free time, and then, along with the other 16 top-tier martial artists and the 83 selected second-tier martial artists, you entered the next stage.
Then came a five-day round-robin tournament, followed by five days of alternating group matches, ultimately determining the top ten, and this time, you were among them!
The weakest of the top-tier factions is dead. You will reclaim the dignity of the person named "Yun Shou"!
"He is indeed dead, but he was enjoying his old age and died of old age," Yun Shou added.
[The initial pool of over 500 applicants was meticulously selected, taking a full 15 days to narrow down the final ten. Many participants were injured or disabled along the way.]
[And just determining the rankings among these top ten will require two more days of fighting.]
[Your aptitude has caught up with the top group of prodigies, but your martial arts prowess is only at the minor level of mastery. Furthermore, you dare not use the accompanying martial arts technique of "Heavenly River Circulation" in public. Against some grandmaster-level opponents with mastered martial arts and compatible techniques, you are still at a disadvantage.]
[Your biggest advantage is your age. A 16-year-old top-tier martial artist is indeed exceptionally outstanding, with few peers comparable to you. However, others can reach top-tier level at twenty, twenty-three, or twenty-four, and their physical development is more complete than yours.]
[The competition has ended, and you are ranked sixth.]
Although you didn't win the grandmaster-level martial arts prize, the abundant martial arts resources and medicinal supplements still made you a fortune. You can't help but wonder who first proposed holding a competition for young talents.
[This is practically a godsend for self-taught martial artists like you! You don't have to take any responsibility; you can just enjoy the benefits.]
Of course, the sects responsible for hosting each event also benefit, not only greatly increasing their reputation but also, to some extent, cultivating relationships with the most outstanding new talents in the martial arts world.
[In the 272nd year of the Great Glory, with the assistance of abundant martial arts resources, you pushed the final 30% of your Visceral Perfection progress to the limit in just one year, completely strengthening your internal organs and lungs.]
Yun Shou: "At this time last time, the progress of my internal organs' extreme recovery seemed to be... 35%?"
This growth in qualifications is terrifying!
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