My Sect Leader is the Greatest

Chapter 43: Entering the Grandmaster Realm!

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Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Entering the Grandmaster Realm!

Inside the dim Sect Leader’s room, no candles were lit, leaving the surroundings pitch black.

Chen Sha slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was almost palpable, faintly illuminating the space around him. This was a state achieved only when one’s Martial Arts had reached an extremely high level, causing divine light to manifest in the eyes.

At this moment, Chen Sha looked down at his chest. All the secret manuals he had obtained after clearing the second Chapter had been brought out. There was also a folding fan, along with that flowing mass of True Qi.

"Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power."

Chen Sha could not help but sigh in awe, "I always thought that only external items would drop. I never expected that even the True Qi Power cultivated by people in the Martial Arts world could drop."

Hong Qigong was only a middle-aged man within the Cosmic Light Fragments. Thirty years of Power could easily be considered the Inner Strength he had accumulated over his entire lifetime of practicing Martial Arts.

"If clearing a dungeon can drop True Qi and Inner Strength, does that mean if I clear the higher tiers of the Nine Heavens in the future and encounter Ancient Demon Gods, things like bloodlines could also drop?" Chen Sha wondered.

He looked at the mass of Inner Strength in his hand and pondered for a moment. "Let’s test it out and see if I can truly absorb it, just as the Southern Heavenly Gate said."

He picked up this qi mass, which resembled a pill, and gently tossed it into his mouth. After Chen Sha placed this Qi Pill containing "Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power" into his mouth, he gently guided it with the True Qi of the Great Yellow Court.

BANG!

It exploded in his mouth like a firework. An incredibly surging and turbulent stream of True Qi instantly cascaded down from his mouth, rushing straight down his throat, entering his lungs, and finally sinking into his Dantian...

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Immediately, it felt as though Chen Sha’s Dantian was being flooded by a catastrophic deluge. Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power seemed condensed within that tiny pill, but once swallowed, the slightest carelessness would be akin to a peerless Grandmaster self-destructing inside him. Chen Sha would be blown to pieces!

"The True Qi is incredibly pure, without a single impurity, as fierce and masculine as a dragon..." Although this burst of True Qi entering his body was extremely dangerous, Chen Sha’s state of mind was as calm as a placid lake. He thought, "Then I will try to refine it. If I can completely digest it, my Cultivation will step into the Grandmaster Level today!"

With a single thought, the Great Yellow Court Cultivation Technique drove his own Power, taking the initiative to guide this thirty years of Power along the Cultivation Route of the Great Yellow Court through his body.

He mentally noted, "The difference in True Qi quality between an ordinary Grandmaster and a true Grandmaster is that an ordinary Grandmaster’s True Qi can only achieve gathering in the Dantian, whereas a true Grandmaster can infuse Qi throughout the entire body!"

The so-called infusing Qi throughout the entire body meant that the True Qi no longer just returned to the Dantian, but fully saturated every blood vessel, meridian, and even the muscles and bones of the entire body. After achieving this step, a Grandmaster with Qi infused throughout their body could leap off the ground and, relying solely on the expulsion of True Qi around their body, maintain Flying in mid-air for a period of time.

This was just one of the characteristics of the Grandmaster Level. Upon reaching this level, the endurance of True Qi within the body meant that even after fighting for seven days and seven nights, one would not feel sleepy, hungry, or exhausted. Such boundless energy and stamina were no longer within the scope of ordinary humans. Speaking purely in terms of Realm, a true Grandmaster, relying solely on their massive aura and Qi Power, could suppress an ordinary Grandmaster to the point where they could not even lift their heads!

Chen Sha’s Inner Power Cultivation had already reached the level of a Half-step Grandmaster. Now that he had obtained Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power, he underwent this process of Swallowing and Transforming. During this period, sect disciples came to deliver meals. When they knocked and entered, they saw that the Sect Leader had a ruddy complexion, a strong aura, and rhythmic breathing. Not daring to disturb him further, they subsequently only left the meals outside the door.

Three days and three nights passed.

Chen Sha did not touch a single bite of the meals outside his room. The disciples dared not take the initiative to touch or disturb the Sect Leader. They had no choice but to quietly ask Song Yu for instructions. Song Yu came over to take a look and, realizing that Chen Sha had entered a deep state of Cultivation, immediately ordered them to stop delivering meals and wait for the Sect Leader to wake up on his own.

For Martial Arts practitioners, the most precious thing was this state of self-oblivion in meditation. However, Song Yu did not know that Chen Sha was simply taking an incredibly long time to refine Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power.

Finally, early morning arrived.

When the golden morning sunlight from outside shot through the gaps in the window and fell upon Chen Sha’s face, it was as if his entire body was bathed in Golden Light, resembling a Celestial God in a temple. Suddenly, Chen Sha opened his eyes.

WHOOSH~

As he exhaled this breath, the length of his Qi Power reached all the way to the door, a full seven steps away! Having expelled the waste gas from refinement, Chen Sha muttered to himself, "I have entered the Grandmaster Level!"

After digesting Hong Qigong’s thirty years of Power, the True Qi within Chen Sha’s body was now more than ten times stronger than it had been three days ago! Looking down, he could see faint traces of True Qi flowing through every single capillary beneath his skin.

A Grandmaster! Qi infused throughout the entire body!

He stood up and patted the faint dust off his clothes. Chen Sha walked to the door and opened the windows, allowing the sunlight to shine in completely and filling the room with surging Golden Light.

WHOOSH!

Taking a deep breath of the fresh air, Chen Sha felt a strong urge to let out a hearty, long howl. He now possessed a genuine Grandmaster Cultivation. When he was a Half-step Grandmaster, he could already strike with Grandmaster Level Fist Power by relying on the Dao Yi Seal, which commanded two Superior Martial Arts.

Now that he had truly stepped into Grandmaster Cultivation, the Dao Yi Seal had successfully integrated the Power variations of the Luoying Divine Sword Palm, Spiritual Snake Fist Technique, and Finger Snapping Divine Ability into its foundation of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Void Clarity Fist. Even among fellow Grandmasters, he feared few could steadily block a single strike of his "Dao Yi Seal."

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Song Yu walking up the distant steps. Seeing Chen Sha standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, Song Yu said in pleasant surprise, "Sect Leader, you’ve ended your seclusion?" He walked over and continued, "I was just checking to see if you were still in seclusion. I didn’t expect my timing to be this perfect."

With a single glance, Chen Sha knew Song Yu had business. "What do you need me for?"

Song Yu replied, "Do you remember what the third brother mentioned to you not long ago? Lin Yunhe, the Southern Martial Arts Alliance Leader of Zhao Country, wants to send his pair of children to our Dao Yi Mountain to become disciples and learn Martial Arts. A month has passed, and these Lin Family siblings have finally arrived at Dao Yi Mountain from the Lin Family Castle. They are currently resting at the temple at the foot of the mountain..."

Chen Sha had naturally not forgotten. "They arrived this quickly?"

Song Yu said, "Since you’ve ended your seclusion, Sect Leader, why don’t you prepare to meet the siblings? Whether or not you accept them as disciples is entirely up to you."

In order for his children to successfully become disciples, Lin Yunhe had brought along quite a few apprenticeship gifts. However, even though Dao Yi Mountain was currently short on money, the final decision on whether to accept these two children was not up to him. It depended on Chen Sha.

"Then let them come up the mountain after lunch," Chen Sha said. He looked toward the red-walled Daoist Temple at the foot of the mountain and muttered to himself, "I’ll take a look at them first."

Inside the Daoist Temple at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Baibai and Lin Qingqing, a pampered pair of siblings, had finally traveled thousands of miles to reach their dream destination: Dao Yi Mountain. In the courtyard of the Daoist Temple where they were staying, besides their carriage entourage, there was also a young man wearing cloth clothes and shoes, carrying a sword. It was none other than Qi Zhengyi, the young man from the Daoist Temple that night.

"Elder Sword Champion, thank you for escorting me all the way to Dao Yi Mountain. From here on out, taking a master is my own business. There’s no danger on Dao Yi Mountain anyway," Lin Qingqing said. Although she usually treated Wu Liusheng with annoyance, she felt a bit reluctant to part ways at this moment. "You should head back. If there’s a next life, I’ll definitely choose you as my master. Let’s just pretend we weren’t fated for it in this life."

Hearing this, the old man in the tattered cotton-padded jacket cursed with a laugh, "At least you have some conscience, you brat. You’re finally willing to say something nice to me."

He looked up at Dao Yi Mountain and continued, "However, my reason for bringing you here wasn’t solely to escort you."

Wu Liusheng took a sip of aged wine and muttered to himself, slightly tipsy, "Let me tell you, girl, inside the Spirit Official Hall on this mountain hangs a sword. It’s called ’Great River’. It’s been hanging there for twenty years. That is... my master’s sword... I have to take it back."

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