Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint

Inside Lu Chenming's residence on Nine Heavens Peak.

Lu Chenming was sitting across from his trusted Steward, sipping tea. They weren't discussing Sect affairs, but rather the future of his only son, Lu Yan, who was just thirteen.

"Lu Yan's Cultivation has been progressing fairly well lately, but his temperament is a bit impetuous. He needs stricter discipline. Although there are good teachers Within the Sect, I want to find another reliable guide for him. Do you have any suitable candidates to recommend?"

A trace of fatherly concern creased Lu Chenming's brow.

He held the rank of True Disciple and lacked for no resources, but he couldn't afford to be the least bit careless about his heir's future, especially during the foundational stages.

After all, a vast family enterprise needed a successor.

The Steward replied respectfully, "The Young Master is gifted and has a solid foundation. With a little guidance, he is sure to achieve great things. This subordinate feels that Instructor Liu of the Outer Sect is a steady person and is quite patient when teaching his disciples. Perhaps he could..."

Before he could finish, the sound of slightly hurried footsteps came from outside. "Brother Lu, urgent news!"

Lu Chenming frowned slightly. He had given orders not to be disturbed while handling family matters unless it was something critical.

He said in a low voice, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a trusted junior brother strode in. His face was grave as he first bowed to Lu Chenming and the Steward. "Brother, confirmed news just came from the Celestial Treasure Tower. Chen Qing of the True Martial Lineage challenged the tower half an hour ago and has successfully cleared the thirty-first floor!"

"Hm?"

The hand Lu Chenming was using to lift his teacup paused slightly, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes before vanishing. "Chen Qing? He reached the thirty-first floor?"

"It's absolutely true!"

The junior brother nodded emphatically and added, "According to the disciples who were present, it didn't take him much time to pass the thirtieth floor. Although there was a bit of a struggle on the thirty-first, he still managed to clear it in the end. The stone monument outside the tower has already been updated, and the news has spread all over Xu Wang Mountain."

Lu Chenming slowly set his teacup down. His once-peaceful expression instantly became grim, his brows knitting tightly together.

Chen Qing!

The thirty-first floor!

In his mind, the threat level associated with that name instantly shot up several notches!

His previous assessment had been based on Chen Qing's Mid-stage Astral Force Cultivation and the potential he had shown when defeating Han Xiong.

But potential, ultimately, needed time to be converted into actual strength.

He, Lu Chenming, had been immersed in Astral Force Perfection for nearly eight years. His foundation was so profound that he was confident he could suppress any genius who had yet to fully mature.

He Shuang's fusion of Three True Astrals and Meng Qianxue's ferocious Swordsmanship had both ultimately fallen before his purer, more powerful Nine Heavens True Astral and Saber Technique.

But how long had it been for Chen Qing?

From the battle on the Seven-Star Platform until now, it had been just over half a year at most!

Not only was his Cultivation suspected to have broken through to the Late Stage, but he had also directly cleared the thirty-first floor of the Celestial Treasure Tower!

This was something that couldn't be achieved with powerful Body Refining or exquisite Spear Technique alone. It meant his comprehensive combat strength—especially the quality and quantity of his True Astral and his mastery of Martial Arts—had reached a whole new level. It was enough to rival a top-tier True Successor Candidate like He Shuang, or even... possibly surpass her!

For such a young genius to reach the thirty-first floor, the growth rate he was displaying was simply too terrifying to believe!

A powerful sense of threat coiled around Lu Chenming's heart.

He could almost see a younger challenger, one with potentially even greater talent, closing in on his position at an astonishing speed.

'This boy... cannot be judged by conventional standards,' Lu Chenming thought. His previously relaxed state of mind instantly tensed up again.

He pondered for a long moment, then looked at his trusted junior brother with a sharp gaze. "Assign more men to keep a close watch on Chen Qing! His every move, his Cultivation progress, any resources he exchanges for, everyone he contacts—especially... whether he shows any intention or sign of wanting to challenge a True Disciple. I want to know everything, down to the last detail!"

"Yes, Brother!"

The trusted junior brother accepted the order with a solemn expression. Sensing the gravity in Lu Chenming's tone, he didn't dare to delay for even a moment and immediately turned to leave and make the arrangements.

Quiet returned to the chamber, but the atmosphere was several times heavier than before.

The Steward cautiously watched Lu Chenming's expression, not daring to bring up the matter of the young master again.

Lu Chenming stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

He now found himself faintly hoping that this young, hot-blooded genius would lose his composure and get the idea to challenge him.

If that happened, he could use the opportunity to crush him mercilessly with his absolute strength, right in front of everyone!

Not only would it completely eliminate this huge potential threat, but it would also suppress the morale of the True Martial Lineage and win him some favor with the Vein Master.

However, no sooner had the thought arisen than he dismissed it himself.

'Impossible.'

Lu Chenming shook his head slightly, thinking, 'That boy, Chen Qing... from the battle on the Seven-Star Platform, it's clear he's no reckless fool. He knows when to hide his blade and when to reveal its edge. The bloody examples of Meng Qianxue and He Shuang's successive defeats are right there for him to see. As long as he isn't a fool, he would never be so rash as to challenge me before his foundation is stable.'

At this thought, Lu Chenming didn't feel relieved at all. On the contrary, his heart grew even heavier.

This meant he had to be constantly on guard and couldn't enter seclusion to break through to the True Essence realm with peace of mind.

It also meant that once Chen Qing was given enough time to grow, the threat he posed would far surpass that of the other True Successor Candidates!

A cold glint flowed through the depths of Lu Chenming's eyes.

'How can I lay a trap to lure the snake from its hole and force him to challenge me proactively?'

...

「The day after he challenged the tower, in a small courtyard on Xu Wang Mountain.」

In the faint light of dawn, Chen Qing was in the courtyard, practicing the "True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear" with the Diancang Spear in hand.

Shadows of the spear danced about like a black dragon churning the sea, stirring the air in the courtyard into a turbulent gale, faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

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