In a clearing far from human habitation, two figures stood facing each other.
"We finally made it, that wasn't easy."
On their way here, they encountered, but were not limited to: thugs blocking their path, gang fights, and beautiful women asking for help.
This greatly shocked Mo Di, who for the first time felt the vibrant energy and flourishing atmosphere of Ning Country.
He suspected that if he hadn't been with Long Yutian, he wouldn't have encountered any of these things.
"Why do you look so accustomed to this? Is this your daily life?" He couldn't help but ask, seeing Long Yutian's relaxed expression.
"Is there a problem?" Long Yutian scratched his head in confusion.
It was confirmed, Long Yutian was to blame.
Shaking his head, Mo Di cast aside the chaotic events, "Never mind, it's nothing, let's begin."
As the saying goes, 'you don't know a person until you've fought them,' and he deeply believed this, deciding to beat Long Yutian first to build rapport.
'This time, about fifty percent of my strength should be enough, right?'
Having stacked so much 'meat,' according to the game's level divisions, Mo Di was undoubtedly around level 11 to 12. Although he didn't have a Transcendent seed, he possessed the combat power of a typical Transcendent.
For a level 5 to 7 Long Yutian, fifty percent of his strength was already sufficient, especially since this was just a spar.
Across from him, Long Yutian stared intently, not daring to make a move.
In that instant, he felt as if the person opposite him had changed, and a fishy smell of blood seemed to appear in his nostrils.
He dared not be careless, and a faint sense of regret arose in his heart.
He had originally thought that no matter how strong Mo Di was, he would be on par with him, but now it seemed he was the challenger.
Would he win?
Recalling his late master's teachings, Long Yutian suddenly awoke.
'When did I become so indecisive?'
When he first descended the mountain, he was fearless, never bowing his head even to the CEOs of multi-billion dollar corporations.
But now, to be timid before a battle, this was not like him.
'I have been wounded by money and beauty, and have become so decadent.'
He understood; he had been corrupted by power and wealth, allowing his unwavering martial arts heart to become clouded. Fortunately, he was enlightened in time, and it was not too late.
'Power and wealth are merely tools. From today onwards, I must no longer crave them.'
The gloom in his heart was swept away, replaced by infinite fighting spirit.
Long Yutian, full of vigor, his aura rising steadily, cupped his fists towards Mo Di:
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. Otherwise, I fear I would have struggled to rediscover my martial arts heart."
Yes, in his eyes, Mo Di had become a senior who saw through his problems, deliberately using this method to stimulate and enlighten him.
Since that was the case, he would not disappoint his senior!
What he didn't know was that Mo Di was utterly confused at this moment.
In his eyes, he had merely adjusted his breathing rate to prepare for the upcoming battle, but Long Yutian opposite him seemed to have understood something, and his aura continuously surged upwards.
If Long Yutian was still in the 5 to 7 level range just now, he was now stably at level 7.
The fight hadn't even started yet, why was someone immediately unleashing their full power?
Indeed, this was a Long Aotian-style protagonist.
"Fight!"
With a battle cry, Long Yutian charged at Mo Di without warning, clenching his right fist and unleashing a punch.
Internal energy adhered to his fist, generating greater power. If an ordinary person were hit by this punch, they would undoubtedly be dead or severely injured.
But that was only for ordinary people.
"Good momentum, but too little strength."
Catching the punch, Mo Di remained steadily in place, while Long Yutian in front of him flushed red.
"Pfft!" Spitting out a mouthful of reversed blood, Long Yutian's breathing became chaotic, and his aura suddenly plummeted.
In that instant, the moment his fist was caught, a powerful backlash traveled through his arm to his entire body, even causing him internal injuries.
"I, I lost."
He retracted his fist and cupped his hands.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior." Although he said this, Long Yutian's heart was churning with immense shock.
After regaining his martial arts heart, he had stabilized at the third Post-Xiantian Realm, the Qi Gathering Realm, with his internal energy transforming into true qi.
Even against those renowned martial artists who had been famous for a long time, he believed they could not have so easily blocked his punch, let alone caused the force to backlash onto him.
"May I ask, Senior, have you already reached the Xiantian Realm?"
Gathering his courage, Long Yutian asked this question. Before he received a reply, he saw Mo Di point a finger at him.
A flash of blood light passed, and then his internal injuries rapidly healed.
"This, true qi externalized?" Long Yutian's eyes widened, becoming even more certain of his guess.
Senior Mo Di, he feared, was not a university student, but rather an old Xiantian Realm monster skilled in maintaining his youthful appearance.
Disguising himself as a university student was probably just to travel the mortal world and experience life.
'It must be like this!' He couldn't help but be awed by his own astonishing deduction.
"Thank you, Senior."
Looking at his polite and respectful demeanor, Mo Di found it somewhat amusing.
Previously, they had called each other "bro," but now he had achieved a generational leap, directly jumping to the "Senior Realm."
"Your internal injuries, and some other miscellaneous hidden injuries, I have all healed for you."
He hadn't lied to Long Yutian; with ample blood qi, Scarlet Healing could indeed achieve this.
However, during the healing process, he had "seen" Long Yutian's entire body by sending blood qi into him.
Although not as clear as a dissection, it allowed Mo Di to come into contact with a new energy and record its circulation path.
The meridian and acupoint theories he had just learned were proving useful, weren't they?
Long Yutian still didn't know that the circulation route of his cultivation technique had been mostly secretly learned, and he was even thanking Mo Di.
He knew he had hidden injuries, or rather, which martial artist who hadn't reached the Xiantian Realm dared to say they didn't have hidden injuries?
And for a Xiantian Realm senior to step in and help heal hidden injuries, such an opportunity was rare and hard to come by.
'Senior has enlightened me and helped heal my hidden injuries. Such great kindness, I must find a way to repay it.'
Long Yutian racked his brain, thinking about what he had that he could use to repay Mo Di.
Money? Vulgar, too vulgar. A distinguished person like Senior would surely not care for it.
His sect's martial arts? No, his master had instructed that it could only be passed down to descendants of the sect. He couldn't do anything disloyal.
'That's right, I remember having found a miraculous technique at a street stall once. It's not inferior to the cultivation technique I practice, but unfortunately, it conflicts with my circulation route and cannot be cultivated simultaneously. I could give it to Senior.'
Having made up his mind, Long Yutian pulled out his phone and added Mo Di as a friend.
Then, he sent him a PDF document.
"Golden Bell Shield.pdf?" Mo Di's expression was strange.
Indeed, times were advancing. Nowadays, martial artists didn't need to carry secret manuals; a phone was enough.
"That's right, this is a martial art I obtained by chance. Unfortunately, it conflicts with my cultivation technique and cannot be cultivated simultaneously. After much thought, I decided it would be better to gift it to Senior."
Long Yutian smiled, "In Senior's hands, this cultivation technique can unleash its greatest value."
Hmph, he didn't expect a perfectly good Long Aotian-style protagonist to become a treasure-delivering boy.
Mo Di opened the Golden Bell Shield.pdf and read it in front of Long Yutian.
It already had various annotations, so Mo Di's reading speed wasn't slow, and he quickly went through it once.
This Golden Bell Shield had no connection to Buddhism; it was just called that name.
Moreover, it was a martial art that cultivated both internal and external aspects, capable of developing internal energy and tempering the body.
Attempting to circulate his energy according to its route, a layer of golden light immediately appeared on Mo Di's body surface.
"This, he's already mastered it?" Long Yutian gasped, "As expected of a Xiantian Realm senior, terrifying indeed."
"I always feel like our roles are reversed. I should be the one who's shocked, right?"
Dispelling the golden light on his body, Mo Di added, "And I haven't even mastered it; I'm just trying it out."
This was the truth, after all, he didn't have internal energy. What he had just done was merely a simulation using blood qi.
In reality, he should have glowed with blood light, but to avoid startling Long Yutian, he had cast a Light spell on himself.
'The first step in this world's martial arts is to open the lower Dantian to store internal energy, but internal energy conflicts with my blood qi, so I need to modify it...'
Turning to look at Long Yutian, he was increasingly satisfied with him.
It was a pity that his Blood Mage profession was not suited to this world, as there wasn't enough Aether for a mage to meditate. Otherwise, he would have wanted to take on an apprentice to assist him.
The mage system was unsuitable, but the knight system was different.
He happened to have a modified version of the Frostwolf Knight Body Tempering Art, which required less Aether and no Transcendent blood.
It was a preliminary test version of the Frost Blood Body Tempering Art, which he could give away.
After all, he had secretly learned the other person's cultivation technique and accepted their gift; it wouldn't be right not to teach something in return.
"Come here," Mo Di beckoned to Long Yutian, "I have a move called Ice Profound Force. Pay close attention."
With that, he cast a Sleep spell, causing the unsuspecting Long Yutian to immediately fall unconscious.
The evil magic etched in the Wendigo Bloodline was released by him, naturally targeting the peacefully sleeping Long Yutian.
A meticulously prepared nightmare was implanted into Long Yutian, containing the things Long Yutian least wanted to face: textbooks and exams.
The textbooks contained knowledge of the modified Frostwolf Knight Body Tempering Art, and the exam content was also about this.
He had to pass the exam within a specified time after learning the Body Tempering Art to escape the nightmare, otherwise, the nightmare would restart.
If his spirit was strong enough, he could also violently break out, but he clearly couldn't.
"Alright, the timer starts now. Let's see how long it takes you to get out."
Mo Di sat cross-legged beside him, entering a meditative state in a second and beginning his daily meditation.
The meditation method he used was still the Greta's Blood Feast Meditation, which could absorb Aether and convert it into magic, while also strengthening his spirit.
Due to the low-Aether environment of this world, the meditation yielded minimal results, so Mo Di switched to practicing the Body Tempering Art in the latter half of the night.
In the morning, just as dawn broke.
Long Yutian suddenly opened his eyes, sat upright, and shouted:
"Give me... pass!"
After shouting, a few seconds passed, and he looked at the clearing in front of him, regaining his senses.
Subconsciously activating the Ice Profound Force, a cold mist surged from his hand, striking the lawn and causing the morning dew to freeze into ice.
"This, this is real?" Long Yutian hadn't expected the strange cultivation technique from the exam nightmare to be genuine.
"Of course! It looks like you've already achieved getting Started with the Ice Profound Force." Mo Di walked up behind him.
"So that nightmare... I mean, that dream, was actually your doing, Senior?"
Long Yutian once again updated his understanding of the Xiantian Realm, feeling that he had underestimated Senior Mo Di.
Seeing Mo Di nod silently, he immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Mo Di.
