My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

Liang Cheng walked onto the main stage.

Lü Bingchen stroked his beard and laughed, his voice booming across the entire arena. "Excellent! Excellent! Our Martial Arts Academy has gained another Qilin Child! For successfully challenging a rank above and entering the Celestial Dormitory, Liang Cheng is granted access to the Martial Refining Pool and awarded an additional two thousand Contribution Points!"

Liang Cheng bowed deeply. "Thank you, Master Lü."

Two thousand points!

Another uproar erupted from the audience below.

Adding the base five hundred-point reward from the Grand Competition, Liang Cheng had earned a total of two thousand five hundred Contribution Points from this autumn’s event.

Shen Wenyuan rose with a smile. He didn’t speak, but simply nodded at Liang Cheng. Liang Cheng, who already had a connection with Shen Wenyuan, naturally returned the gesture with a formal bow.

Yue Shan was even more direct, his voice like a great bell. "Kid, the army is looking for tough bastards like you who dare to fight and risk it all! If you ever want to enlist, I’ll personally write you a letter of recommendation and guarantee you start as a Captain!"

Yue Shan’s declaration carried immense weight.

Wu Zhenshan’s face was as dark as still water, his nails nearly digging into his palms. Shen Wenyuan glanced over with a smile, his gaze profound.

A chill ran through Wu Zhenshan’s heart. He knew that after today, if he wanted to make a move against Liang Cheng, he would need to plan meticulously for the long term.

In the Xu Family’s section on the left-hand stands.

Xu Zhi trembled all over, his face as white as a sheet. "Father, how can he be so strong?"

"Silence!" Xu Zhang snapped. He turned to the steward behind him, his voice icy. "Go. Prepare a lavish gift in the Xu Family’s name to congratulate Liang Cheng on entering the Celestial Dormitory."

The steward was stunned. "Master, this..."

"If we can’t afford to offend him for now, then we’ll endure it to the end," Xu Zhang said, his face devoid of expression. "Zhi’er, once the gift is ready, you will deliver it yourself."

In a corner on the other side.

Chen Bainian was grinning from ear to ear as several Commerce Association stewards around him clasped their hands in congratulations.

"Landlord Chen, your insight is truly like a torch! To have befriended such a hidden dragon so early on, you are truly a model for us all!"

"Brother Chen, could you make an introduction for us? My Zhang Family is willing to offer an annual stipend of one thousand taels just for Liang Keqing to be an honorary elder!"

"My Li Family offers twelve hundred taels, plus a courtyard home in the city!"

Chen Bainian waved his hand demurely, but inwardly he was ecstatic. ’That initial investment... hasn’t it paid off a hundredfold and more?’

The stronger Liang Cheng became, the more secure the Chen Family’s position in Lin Wu City would be.

At the very edge of the stands, Qiao Zhi sat stunned for a long time.

Uncle Wang sighed softly. "Miss, let’s return to the estate."

Qiao Zhi snapped out of her daze, bit her lip, and suddenly stood up. "Uncle Wang, let’s go congratulate him."

Uncle Wang was taken aback. "Miss, I’m afraid that’s not appropriate..."

"What’s not appropriate?" Qiao Zhi lifted her chin, but a flash of panic crossed her eyes. "Since he has a master-disciple relationship with Yang Wei, he’s practically my fellow disciple. It’s only right to offer congratulations."

Uncle Wang sighed inwardly and said in a low voice, "Miss, look over there."

Qiao Zhi followed his gaze and saw that the area where the Celestial Dormitory disciples were gathered was already surrounded by a throng of people, completely impenetrable.

Among them were many faces of people the Qiao Family would normally find difficult to even approach. She froze on the spot, an indescribable bitterness welling up in her heart.

At that moment, Liang Cheng had already descended from the high stage.

The Black-robed Steward finished the registration and handed him a Profound Iron Token engraved with the character for "Celestial."

"This is the token for a Celestial Dormitory disciple. With this token, you can receive one thousand Contribution Points per month, accept missions of A Class and below, and apply for a private courtyard.

The Contribution Points you earned today can be credited to your account later at the Foreign Affairs Hall. As for the Martial Refining Pool, you will have to wait for the unified arrangements to be announced."

Liang Cheng accepted the token with both hands. It was heavy, cool, and solid to the touch.

"Thank you, Steward."

His expression calm, he returned to the Celestial Dormitory disciple area. Seeing Chen Bainian struggling to push through the crowd, he quickly pulled him over.

"Liang Keqing! No, Young Master Liang!" Chen Bainian’s face was flushed with excitement as he bowed with clasped hands. "Congratulations, Young Master, on making a name for yourself in Lin Wu and entering the Celestial Dormitory!"

"You’re too kind, Landlord Chen."

"You were truly magnificent today, Young Master. I am honored to be associated with you!" Chen Bainian lowered his voice. "As for the Cold Iron Essence and Red Copper Sand you required, I have already placed an urgent order. I will have another thirty catties delivered to the Martial Arts Academy within five days!"

Liang Cheng nodded. "Thank you for the trouble."

"Furthermore," Chen Bainian’s smile widened, "from now on, Young Master Liang’s annual stipend from my firm will be set at three thousand taels, with monthly dividends. What do you think?"

Liang Cheng pondered for a moment. "That’s acceptable. However, dealing with silver coins is inconvenient. Please use the funds to directly purchase elixirs, herbs, and other Cultivation Resources for me."

"Of course! Rest assured, Young Master, you can leave it all to me!" Chen Bainian agreed instantly. This was a perfect opportunity to deepen their relationship.

Just then, Qiao Zhi and Uncle Wang finally managed to squeeze through. Qiao Zhi opened her mouth, but looking at Liang Cheng’s perfectly calm face, she found she couldn’t utter a single one of the polite phrases she had prepared.

"Senior Brother Liang," she said, using a rare honorific. "Congratulations."

Liang Cheng looked at her and gave a slight nod. "Miss Qiao."

Qiao Zhi’s cheeks grew warm, and her voice became even softer. "I was rude to you before. Please don’t hold it against me."

"It’s nothing," Liang Cheng replied, his tone still neutral.

The ineffable bitterness in Qiao Zhi’s heart intensified. She wanted to say more, but Liang Cheng had already turned to Uncle Wang. "Uncle Wang, is the mistress well?"

Uncle Wang quickly replied, "The mistress is well. Thank you for your concern, Young Master."

Liang Cheng nodded. "Please give my regards to the mistress. However, matters at the Martial Arts Academy are quite busy, so I won’t keep you."

With that, he clasped his hands in a farewell salute to Chen Bainian and the others, then turned and walked deeper into the Martial Arts Academy.

Countless eyes followed his back until it disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The crowd’s noise swelled, and discussions surged like a tide.

"He just joined the Martial Arts Academy a few months ago, and he’s already gone straight from the Human Dormitory to the Celestial Dormitory..."

"Two thousand five hundred Contribution Points and the treatment of a Celestial Dormitory disciple... he’s truly ascended to the heavens in a single step!"

"From now on, he’ll surely have a place among the top figures of Lin Wu City’s younger generation."

On the high stage, Lü Bingchen watched Liang Cheng’s departing figure and stroked his beard with a smile. ’Victorious but not arrogant, and still so composed. He is a man of great potential.’

Shen Wenyuan smiled without a word, his gaze far-reaching.

Wu Zhenshan rose, said nothing, and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Xu Zhang slowly drained the cold tea in his cup, then lowered his head to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

...

「The Human Dormitory.」

Liang Cheng packed his few belongings, preparing to move to the Celestial Dormitory. Just then, Li Mu hurried over, followed by several Earth Dormitory disciples—members of the so-called Fishermen’s Gang.

"Senior Brother Liang!" Li Mu’s face was filled with excitement. "These are some senior brothers from the Fishermen’s Gang. They’ve come especially to congratulate you."

The disciples hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Senior Brother Liang!"

Liang Cheng hadn’t planned on staying, but seeing the expectant look in Li Mu’s eyes, he stopped to exchange a few pleasantries. Before leaving, he said to Li Mu, "If you run into any trouble in the future, you can come find me at the Celestial Dormitory."

"Yes! Thank you, Senior Brother Liang!" Li Mu’s eyes shone with irrepressible delight.

The Fishermen’s Gang disciples standing nearby exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, ’To think that Li Mu has such a good relationship with Liang Cheng. We’ll have to look after him more in the future.’

As Liang Cheng left the Human Dormitory area, he could clearly feel a gaze fixed on his back.

He didn’t need to turn around; he knew it was Yun Jinghong.

He didn’t break his stride, walking straight on.

Behind a distant pillar, Yun Jinghong gripped his sword hilt, his eyes burning with fighting spirit as he watched Liang Cheng’s retreating figure.

"Liang Cheng, I won’t fall far behind you. In next year’s autumn Grand Competition, I will enter the Celestial Dormitory, and then we will have our decisive battle."

"Wait for me for one year."

...

「A private courtyard in the Celestial Dormitory.」

The courtyard was spacious and fully equipped with a Quiet Chamber, a training room, and a medicinal bath. It was far more comfortable than the Quiet Chambers of the Human Dormitory. Liang Cheng closed the door, and the clamor of the outside world instantly ceased.

He had gone to the Foreign Affairs Hall first.

Zhao Ming, who was on duty, had been almost fawning as he quickly processed the transfer of Contribution Points. A faint light swirled across the Profound Iron Token in his palm, and the balance was clearly displayed:

Three thousand six hundred and eighty points.

His resources, privileges, and status were all on a completely different level than before.

Liang Cheng sat cross-legged on the couch and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

’In today’s battle, if not for my Great Success in the Iron Armor Realm and its astonishing defense, the outcome of Lin Pojun’s final strike would have been uncertain.’

’The tenth-ranked disciple in the Celestial Dormitory is already this strong. How much stronger must the top nine be, or those disciples on the verge of breaking through to the True Qi Realm?’

He felt no complacency at this moment. Instead, a greater sense of urgency rose within him.

’I’ve heard that the Martial Refining Pool can temper one’s Root Bone, solidify one’s foundation, and is greatly beneficial for condensing a True Qi Seed. I wonder what effect it will have on me.’

’And then there’s the Xu Family and the Martial Preparation Hall... My enemies are in the shadows while I am in the light. I need to be even more cautious.’

With that in mind, Liang Cheng prepared to meditate and regulate his breathing. Strength was the foundation of everything.

Just then.

KNOCK KNOCK.

A knock sounded at the door.

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