Lying Low in the Martial World to Become a Saint

He had now decided to temporarily set everything else aside. Free from distractions, he immersed his entire heart and spirit in his spear technique.

In the Quiet Chamber of his small courtyard on Xu Wang Mountain, Chen Qing held the Diancang Spear. Discarding all distracting thoughts, his mind endlessly replayed and deduced every variation of the True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear—from the initial "jab, thrust, lash, strike, and entwine," to the later "circle, capture, block, pounce, and tap," all the way to the Eight Strikes of Demon-Vanquishing at the Great Success stage.

He integrated his understanding of power, his control over his vital energy, and his application of True Astral all into his spear technique.

[Heaven Rewards Diligence. Success is assured.]

[True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear, Great Success (5514/10000)]

[True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear, Great Success (5515/10000)]

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The numbers on the panel climbed at an unprecedented rate.

Chen Qing was completely immersed in the world of the Spear Path, forgetting the passage of time and the disturbances of the outside world.

Sometimes he stood still in deep thought, and other times he brandished his spear with frenzied abandon. The wind whipped by his spear howled through the small courtyard, faintly accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers.

While Chen Qing was engrossed in his secluded cultivation, the heated discussions about him in the outside world gradually subsided with his renewed silence.

The uproar from his feat on the thirty-first floor of the Celestial Treasure Tower had been astonishing, but under the brilliant prestige of Lu Chenming's "invincible Astral Force," most people still believed Chen Qing needed many more years of accumulation.

Most people understood this sentiment. After all, the might Lu Chenming had displayed by successively defeating Meng Qianxue and He Shuang was simply too overwhelming. Though Chen Qing was exceptionally talented, the gap in their years of cultivation was undeniable. A challenge at this moment would be no different from an egg striking a stone.

However, the tree may prefer stillness, but the wind will not cease.

One day, Zhu Yu went to the Sect's Medicine Garden for his shift as usual.

However, the moment he arrived, the steward in charge of assigning tasks coldly informed him that his post had been taken by another Inner Sect Disciple and that he should look for duties elsewhere.

Zhu Yu froze for a moment before understanding dawned on him.

'This sudden change of post is definitely not a coincidence.'

'He knew this was a sign. The Nine Heavens Lineage, or a faction connected to Lu Chenming, was starting to suppress the people around Chen Qing. Their goal is to clip his wings, isolate him, and use it to apply pressure.'

Zhu Yu was furious, but he understood the stakes perfectly.

He did not want to disturb Chen Qing with his own problems during this crucial period of secluded cultivation. More importantly, he refused to become a pretext for others to attack Chen Qing.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed his frustration. He didn't tell Chen Qing what had happened, choosing to bear it in silence.

For the next two months, Chen Qing became a complete shut-in, never once stepping out his door. He was entirely immersed in cultivating his spear technique.

It was as if the turmoil of the outside world had nothing to do with him.

After two months of relentless training, bolstered by the effects of his Heaven Rewards Diligence Fate Plate, Chen Qing's mastery of the True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear advanced by leaps and bounds.

On this particular day, inside the Quiet Chamber, Chen Qing stood with his spear in hand. The aura around him was suppressed to an absolute extreme, as if he and the Diancang Spear had merged into a single entity.

Suddenly, he moved.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a simple, direct thrust.

Yet, the instant the spear tip shot forward, the very air in the Quiet Chamber seemed to vanish, and time itself appeared to stagnate.

An infinitesimal point of cold light converged at the tip of the spear. It was not the glow of True Astral, but the physical manifestation of Spear Force condensed into substance!

Immediately after, the spear's shaft trembled slightly, sending ripples of Spear Force washing outward.

HUMMM—!

A clear cry rang out from the Diancang Spear, long and resonant. It carried a magnificent Righteous Qi, capable of purging malevolent spirits and suppressing demonic miasmas.

Chen Qing withdrew his spear and stood tall. For a moment, countless spear phantoms seemed to flicker into and out of existence within his eyes before they finally settled into a calm stillness.

[Heaven Rewards Diligence. Success is assured.]

[True Martial Demon-Vanquishing Spear Perfection (1/20000)]

'Success!'

After more than two months, the True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear had finally reached the Realm of Perfection!

At this moment, he felt that every move he made with the Diancang Spear contained the supreme might of Demon-Vanquishing and Evil-Exterminating.

"It's about time."

Chen Qing slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He could feel the perfectly harmonious True Astral within his body, his vast vital energy coiled like a slumbering dragon-elephant, and his True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear at the Realm of Perfection.

He left Xu Wang Mountain without a second thought and began walking slowly toward the Seven-Star Platform.

At the duty post of the Seven-Star Platform, Steward Wu was leisurely sipping tea and leafing through some records.

Challenges between Inner Sect Disciples were rare, after all, so the post was usually quite peaceful.

When he saw Chen Qing appear in the doorway, he paused and set down his teacup.

Chen Qing approached, his expression calm as he got straight to the point. "Steward Wu, I wish to challenge the tenth-ranked True Disciple, Lu Chenming."

Even though he'd had a feeling this might happen, hearing the word "challenge" with his own ears still sent a jolt through Steward Wu. He shot to his feet to confirm, "Are you sure you want to challenge Lu Chenming?"

A True Successor Candidate challenging a True Disciple—especially the tenth-ranked "Goalkeeper"—was a major event within the Sect, one capable of causing a massive uproar!

Every such challenge drew innumerable gazes, as it meant a reshuffling of resources and status.

"I am," Chen Qing confirmed with a nod, his tone perfectly level.

Steward Wu took a deep breath and followed procedure. "According to Sect rules, a True Inheritance challenge must be registered in advance. The Sect will arrange the time and place, and an Elder must be present to witness it. When would you like to schedule it?"

"In five days." Chen Qing had clearly already thought it through.

"Very well. I understand."

Steward Wu nodded gravely and began to make a record. "I will immediately report your challenge application to Lu Zhenchuan and the Elders of the Steward Hall."

Chen Qing gave a slight nod. Without another word, he turned and slowly walked away, his figure soon vanishing from sight beyond the Seven-Star Platform.

Steward Wu watched Chen Qing's departing figure, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, "Daring to issue a challenge after just two months of secluded cultivation… His courage is commendable, but… he's still too young and rash."

'No matter how talented Chen Qing is, he hasn't been cultivating for long,' he thought. 'How could he possibly compare to Lu Chenming? He's spent nearly eight years honing his Astral Force Perfection and possesses an unfathomably deep foundation.'

'He'll probably suffer the same fate as He Shuang and Meng Qianxue.'

"Ah well, it has nothing to do with me. I'll just report this to the Elders."

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