Someone once asked me... what is martial arts fiction?

Blindly upholding justice, striving to reach the pinnacle of the mainland's realm - that's what martial arts fiction is.

And what is the world of rivers and lakes?

Drifting aimlessly, uncertain of how the next moment will unfold, that is the world of rivers and lakes!

Kindness is the most powerful weapon in the world, even demons fear it!

"The purpose of martial arts is never to determine who is stronger or weaker, but to communicate!"

"It is to pass on your own fiery passion to others, not to defeat your opponent..."

"The outcome is not as important as you imagine, the most important thing is the process!"

The desolate mainland was born a long time ago, with a serene and pleasant natural environment, boundless borders on the outskirts.

From east to west, the mainland is divided into:

As far as the eye can see is an endless expanse of plains - the enchanting and most primitive fairy tale forest with the richest flora and fauna - from the barren to completely desolate wasteland of the great desert!

One scene after another, no matter where you go, the landscapes are always diverse and unique.

Until the far west, where the sea lies.

On top of it is a towering mountain peak that reaches the clouds, known as the Clearwater Mountain!

And above it, live some young warriors who are eager to strive on the mainland.

However, their stories are just beginning...

Early in the morning, mist enveloped the seaside, the distant sun just beginning to reveal a pale light, but a faint aroma of wood had already wafted over the entire peak of Clearwater Mountain, as this was the highest point where the sunrise could be seen first!

At this moment, a graceful and elegant long-haired woman gingerly opened the paper window.

The dim sunlight fell on an old diary on the girl's table, with a name written on it - Ling Yukari.

As she flipped open the somewhat yellowed diary, following the usual routine of past days, she recorded yesterday's memories on a new page.

However, at this moment, the words on it were already faintly visible...

A beautiful woman leaned against the window, slowly closing the diary, then shook her head helplessly.

"Did you wake up so early?"

Suddenly, a well-built middle-aged man embraced the woman from behind, a powerful aura exuding unabashedly from him.

"Of course, today..."

As he waved his hand, he infused his aura into the atmosphere.

"I've infused my aura into this air, no one will notice."

As the man infused his aura into the surroundings, people filled with great respect and awe!

Because they knew, deep in the quiet sea, there stood a towering pavilion perched on a heavy rock, and the sect stationed on Clearwater Mountain was the most renowned among the Four Pavilions of the martial world - Sharp Wind Pavilion!

Clearwater Mountain, located on top of a towering peak on the west side of the continent!

It was said that during the desolate era, soon after the earth had just awakened, Clearwater Mountain stood tall like a pillar between heaven and earth! Looking up from the foot of the mountain, one would always feel that the mountain had no end, hence, it was later known as Immortal Mountain where the immortals dwelled.

Nowadays, the residents near the mountain believe that as long as they hold benevolent thoughts, the immortals will bless them with favorable weather and peace in the new year.

Although it was just a baseless rumor, people never doubted it.

If only one person in Qinghai Village knew the secret of Clearwater Mountain, that would be the youngest disciple among the Eighteen Stars of the previous Sharp Wind Pavilion, whom his senior brothers at the time called the Eighteenth Brother.

Many years had passed since then, and many of the contemporary disciples had already left!

Among the former Eighteen Stars of Lingmen, only the Eighteenth Brother, Ling Jianghai, and Ling Yizi, the former senior brother of Lingmen, remained!

The former Sect Master of Lingmen, Ling Yeqing, was a peak powerhouse who once dominated the continent, and everyone on the mainland had heard of him to some extent.

It was even rumored that Lingmen's former Sect Master had long since become an immortal, reaching a realm beyond the mortal world!

As a result, when Ling Yizi succeeded to the position of Sect Master, the fame of Sharp Wind Pavilion immediately began to decline...

People regarded the Sect Master of Sharp Wind Pavilion as their hope, because as long as he still possessed strength, the Eight Sects and the various dynasties on the mainland did not dare to act recklessly!

From then on, the fame of the Sect Master of the Sharp Wind Pavilion soared to an uncontrollable level on the mainland!

But why were the Four Sect Masters so beloved by the people, one must go back forty years...

Over forty years ago, the Blood Emperor opened a passage from the Blood Domain to the human world.

Countless demons surged forth, causing a chorus of cries throughout the world!

The four leaders of the Four Pavilions and the eight leaders of the Eight Sects united to crusade against the Blood Emperor. This was not the first time they had campaigned against extraterrestrial powerhouses, but this time the calamity was much weaker than the previous Devil's Catastrophe.

In the end, they fought the Blood Emperor back to the Blood Domain and used the Blood Curse Seal of high monks and the combined aura to seal the gateway to hell once again!

It was said that beyond the gates of hell lay the inner world of the earth, a space lost to the earth - the original continent.

There, the birds chirped, the flowers bloomed, and the lush vitality flourished between the forests.

It was this place that was so close to paradise, yet so populated by such a vast group of demons, that no one dared to believe it. After all, no one had ever been inside that "Gate of Hell."

Therefore, the old man stroked his white beard, stood up, dusted off his slightly dusty golden robe, and instructed the disciple who was cleaning the dust in the pavilion's study to wake everyone up.

It had been over a month since the capital was engulfed in turmoil, and now the capital had been almost completely destroyed by the battle. The bodies of many extraterrestrial powerhouses slowly fell from the sky, drifting like autumn leaves in the air.

Juxi cautiously pulled back the curtain in the inn where he was resting, peering outside to see that the chaos of the battle had subsided.

"Sigh~!" Juxi sighed lightly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "It seems that the storm has passed. I wonder if the royal family of the Warrior Clan still exists on the continent?!"

"Impossible!"

"Why?"

Ling Yukari smiled and said, "My senior sister told me that the talent of this Wuluo Tian is far superior to his father's; I'm afraid even he today may not be able to defeat Wuluo Tian. I think..."

"What if he becomes an immortal?"

"...What did you say?!" Juxi's words startled Yukari, even for elite disciples from super sects like them, they had no knowledge of anyone who had attained a realm above that of an immortal! Indeed, no one had appeared on the continent for a long time who had reached a level beyond an immortal; even their master, Ling Yizi, had not broken through the boundaries of the Krone Realm and was still stuck at the door of an immortal.

"Well, everything is possible. Perhaps they really have the ability to reach the realm of immortality!" Juxi said optimistically.

Although he had entered the ranks of the extraterrestrial, which made him revered wherever he went, there were times when he wondered - was this all he needed?

"No, no, no. The requirements for advancing to the realm of immortality are extremely harsh. I don't believe anyone in this world would do such a crazy thing... In simpler terms, would you sacrifice your realm to pursue immortality?"

"Of course, it's just sacrificing a bit of one's realm... sacrificing a bit of one's realm?!" Juxi was suddenly taken aback, "Hasn't my realm been improved?!"

...

"Hehe, father, what's so special about this old man?" The woman in red clothing was a thoughtful person and would not easily surprise her father.

"Ordinary old friends don’t deserve much surprise, but this person is different..." The Lord Han said with a faint smile.

"Also, his disciple who has only been cultivating aura for a few months... Ah, it's really a miracle!"

Listening to this, the woman in red and the woman in blue and white suddenly looked surprised. Both had just reached the peak of the Ninth Mind, but had never heard of anyone who, in just a few short months, leaped directly from the Ninth Mind into the realm beyond the mortal world!

“When I first saw this little guy, I wanted to accept him as my disciple, but was rejected.” Lord Han smiled, thinking to himself that being rejected was something he was now glad about: "He is the disciple of that senior, someone we cannot afford to provoke."

Hearing this, the red-clad woman and the disciple all had strange expressions, and a hint of surprise flickered in their eyes.

On the mainland, countless young people wanted to be accepted as disciples by Lord Han, but no one expected that he would dare to refuse!!! It was no wonder if he had some backing, or was it just a rash decision... No, the teacher of the other party was someone whom even Lord Han feared greatly - could it be from the Divine Race?!

"When he left, I wanted to bring him here and hoped that he would break through the Ninth Mind within a year... but looking at his current appearance, he should have already reached the - realm beyond the mortal world." Lord Han said with some regret.

"By saying this, Father, this person is indeed a good seedling." The woman in red said with interest.

She always liked to take a long-term view, and if the person below really had the talent that her father spoke of, then in the future, bringing him to the Greater Western Zhou would be a great boon for them.

"Who knows, there are many geniuses in this world, but not many can grow to the end, maybe..., Sister, you want to recruit people again?" The woman in blue and white raised her beautiful chin slightly, revealing a hint of restrained pride.

"Hmph, you look down on me... I think, Sister, you will suffer sooner or later." The woman in red rolled her eyes at the woman in blue and white, and with slender jade fingers, lightly tapped the latter's forehead.

"Don't argue, you're sisters... Sigh, it's really hard to handle." Lord Han stared at the auction suddenly laughed.

“Right!” The woman in blue and white nodded, then said with a sly smile: “Master, why not let this person replace that useless young master?”

“Sister, this is very important to me, you can't just casually bring in a person who will be a drag! Besides, this person's abilities are also limited.” Upon hearing this, the woman in red quickly responded.

“Then continue letting the elder's son take advantage of you?” The woman in blue and white smiled.