The Speedrun Begins with Choosing Hunter

Chapter 305: Chapter 301: Trapped Heart Monkey, Tethered Will-Horse

"Trapped Heart Monkey, tether the will-horse..."

Bai Yuan muttered to himself.

Yang Fangyu’s grandfather was the former Minister of the Ministry of Works and also a Mingxin Grandmaster, so his words naturally carried weight.

"We Martial Artists, whether following the path of the Three Religions or that of a pure Martial Artist, all seek to resist external evils and defend the self."

"From the basics of refining the five gates, developing internal force, and achieving higher perception, all the way to the Mingxin stage and the even more ethereal realm of divine connection—it’s all about strengthening oneself."

"A single breath in the chest can withstand ten million soldiers."

"From physical force to perceptual force, and then to mental force, it’s all a process of purification. The purer the force, the stronger you naturally become."

...

Bai Yuan’s eyes lit up.

He had never heard these theories before.

Although he had a sect’s legacy, it was of little use to him now. In fact, it was time for him to give back to the Divine Mansion Sect.

Old Dong might have known more.

But when Old Dong left for Xiangzhou, Bai Yuan hadn’t even broken through to the realm of higher perception, so of course, he wouldn’t have been told about matters of the Mingxin stage.

As a member of the Yang Family, Yang Fangyu had been immersed in these principles since childhood.

Not only that, but he also received personal guidance from a Mingxin Grandmaster.

Countless people would be green with envy over such treatment.

This was precisely why people would fight tooth and nail to be accepted into the sects of Grandmasters.

With a predecessor to guide the way, the path of the Martial Dao becomes smoother. If one stubbornly tries to reinvent the wheel, they’ll find it hard to achieve anything, even if they bash their head against a wall.

Until one reaches the realm of divine connection, everyone is a student.

"A Martial Artist’s qi, whether it’s physical or perceptual force, is constantly dissipating. The Mingxin stage is about clarifying one’s state of mind to gather that qi within the body, strengthening it and purifying it."

Yang Fangyu continued.

"If you compare the earlier physical force to raw iron, then achieving higher perception is like improving the quality of that iron. The Mingxin stage, then, is about forging that iron into a Divine Weapon."

This is why Grandmasters at the Mingxin Pass, even the Three Religions Martial Masters, possess terrifying killing power.

A punch with the force of a hundred thousand jin is no fairy tale.

Yang Fangyu had once seen his grandfather strike, splitting open a fissure a hundred zhang long with a single palm. It was simply inhuman.

It was from that day on that he secretly resolved to become a Grandmaster.

Unfortunately, youthful ambition doesn’t raise one’s cultivation realm, and the Mingxin Pass seemed increasingly unattainable for him.

Bai Yuan seized on the key question. "Then how does one clarify their state of mind?"

Yang Fangyu smiled faintly. "Naturally, by experiencing the myriad affairs of the world and solidifying one’s original heart."

Then he added with a mysterious smile, "And if you have providence on your side, the effect is even better."

The reason Three Religions Martial Masters break through faster than Martial Artists who focus solely on slaughter is that the doctrines of the Three Religions are conducive to solidifying one’s original heart, and they offer a complete path for cultivating the mind.

Furthermore, most Three Religions Martial Masters advocate for engaging with the mortal world precisely to acquire providence.

The concept of providence is mysterious and profound.

The Confucian Family enters the Imperial Court, the Buddhist Family saves the common people, and the Daoist Family slays demons and heretics. In reality, they are all vying for providence.

Those blessed by providence can break through more than fifty percent faster than others.

Actually, providence isn’t that hard to understand.

Take the Confucian Family, for example. Those in high positions can influence the fates of millions with a single word. Their state of mind is naturally different from that of ordinary people.

This state of mind can influence one’s progress toward the Mingxin stage.

If used properly, it is the best tool for honing one’s original heart.

The situation is much the same for the Buddhist and Daoist Families.

In comparison, the providence found in the Jianghu and the military is steeped in too much killing intent. It’s extremely difficult to control, making the honing process much harder. That’s why they often need to borrow methods from the Three Religions to clarify their original heart.

Martial Artists who prove their Dao through pure strength are exceedingly rare.

Even Old Dong actually took a shortcut.

Only after Xu Dingchun enlightened him with a mix of Confucian and martial principles was Old Dong able to achieve a sudden epiphany.

But in the end, he was still tinged with the methods of the Confucian Dao, so he couldn’t be considered the purest form of Martial Artist.

When it comes to purity, one must look to the Grand Ancestor Emperor of Xuan Yang. He literally carved his way to the rank of Martial Saint through slaughter, an incredibly domineering feat.

Yang Fangyu sighed deeply. "The Martial Dao is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the blue heavens."

Throughout history, countless prodigies have ultimately turned to a handful of yellow sand on this path.

Only a rare few are able to walk the path to its very end.

But Bai Yuan’s gaze only grew more resolute.

’I have a cheat system and the Divine Mansion Technique. I can already see a wide, open road ahead of me.’

’Heaven rewards the diligent!’

’From a simple Hunter in a small town to a high-ranking official, I have relied on my own hard work.’

As the two were talking, the sound of galloping hooves rang out.

Bai Yuan looked toward the sound and saw Yan Lei riding up.

Ling Province was just over ten li from Longevity Mountain, so Yan Lei’s round trip had taken less than a single shichen.

Yan Lei swung himself off his horse.

"My grandfather orders us to cleanse Longevity Mountain of its Demonic Qi. If necessary... we are to use any means required."

A light breeze swept by. Perhaps because it was late at night, it felt exceptionally cold.

A cold, cruel arc formed on Bai Yuan’s lips.

’Any means required?’

’What a fine "any means required"!’

Yan Lei had already reported the situation at Longevity Palace to Yan Shao’an.

After observing, they had discovered that the Demonic Qi on the mountain had already fused with the members of Longevity Palace. In fact, the Demonic Qi itself was emanating from their bodies.

Such a situation was simply unheard of.

To resolve the Demonic Qi at Longevity Palace, there was only one solution: slaughter every last person in the palace!

Otherwise, the Demonic Qi at Longevity Palace would only grow denser, eventually leading to a great catastrophe.

Yan Shao’an clearly knew this was the only way, which was why he had Yan Lei deliver the verbal order to "use any means required" without leaving a single shred of paperwork.

He didn’t want to be stained by this, so he was making Bai Yuan do it.

Bai Yuan suddenly thought of the Wu’an Monarch, who had buried four hundred thousand soldiers alive.

However, his final end was not a good one.

If Bai Yuan were to annihilate everyone in Longevity Palace, even if it was to eliminate a disaster, there would surely be no shortage of rumors and slander in the Imperial Court afterward.

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