Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

8: Chapter 8, Ninth Level of Qi Refining!Time flew by, and another half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged in his room, his aura completely transformed.

All the Internal Energy flowing through his martial Acupoints had been entirely replaced by more refined spiritual energy.

With a slight movement of his mind, the interface appeared:

【 Gu Yan 】

【 Lifespan: 22 / 200 】

【 Realm: Ninth Level of Qi Refining 】

【 Trait: Five Elements Spiritual Body · Orange 】

【 Cultivation Technique: 《 Taiyi Dao De True Scripture · First Transformation Chapter 》, 《 The Flowing Light Splitting Shadow Sword 》 】

Two years, and he had reached the Ninth Level of Qi Refining!

This speed was not just absurd in this world where martial arts reigned supreme; even in the cultivation novels Gu Yan had read in his past life, it was unfathomable.

”Orange-tier trait, it is truly terrifying...” he whispered to himself, unable to stop himself from speculating.

Above the orange-tier trait were gold and red... What kind of overpowered effects would those have?

Marveling was one thing, but right now, his spiritual energy filled the nine orifices, reaching the absolute limit of his current first-transformation martial Cultivation Technique.

Where was the path forward? The answer was clear: The Second Transformation Chapter of the Grand Unity of Morality Sutra.

He had relied on the first-transformation martial technique to strike from the side, figuring out the method to replace Internal Energy with spiritual energy, and had stubbornly pushed his way to the Ninth Level of Qi Refining.

To go further, he absolutely needed the guidance of an authentic Immortal Dao cultivation method.

Although the Sect’s second-transformation technique was still within the martial arts framework, its essence might carve out a glimmer of light for a rogue cultivator like him.

It was time to enter the Inner Sect.

The next day, at the Grade C Herb Garden.

Gu Yan went about his usual duties meticulously, just as he always did.

Elder Xuan Qing had not yet returned from his trip, so Old Chen was still responsible for the garden’s affairs.

In the afternoon, Gu Yan found Old Chen resting under a shed and directly stated his wish to resign from his position at the herb garden.

Old Chen’s cattail fan paused, and his face was full of confusion and urgency: ”Little Yan, have you lost your mind? This job is leisurely and stable; so many Outer Sect Disciples beg for it but cannot get it! You are still young; could it be that you find it boring?”

Gu Yan bowed: ”Gu Yan will always remember Old Chen’s years of care. It is not that I dislike it, but rather...”

”This Junior has been fortunate enough to break through to the Late Stage of the first martial transformation recently. My Internal Energy fills the nine Acupoints, and according to Sect rules, I can apply to enter the Inner Sect to Cultivate.”

”Late Stage of the first transformation?!” Old Chen stood up abruptly, his cloudy eyes wide open.

He looked Gu Yan up and down carefully, as if truly seeing the young man he had watched grow up for the first time.

”You... How did you advance so quickly?”

Gu Yan had already prepared his speech, and his face appropriately revealed a bit of confusion and emotion:

”I dare not hide it from you, Old Chen. A few months ago, in a dream, I saw a hazy figure, seemingly Immortal and illusory, demonstrating a Cultivation Technique to me. After waking up, I felt my mind was clear, and many previously stagnant points had suddenly become clear. Cultivation became twice as effective with half the effort... I do not know if it was a stroke of luck or if an Immortal truly enlightened me.”

Old Chen listened, half-believing, his lips twitching a few times, but in the end, he did not press further.

He knew that Gu Yan’s parents had passed away early and his background was pitiful; perhaps he really did have some indescribable destiny.

Finally, he just patted Gu Yan’s shoulder heavily and sighed: ”Good, very good! If your parents knew about this, they would be comforted. Go, the Inner Sect world is vast; go and make a name for yourself!”

Bidding farewell to Old Chen, Gu Yan felt no lingering sorrow.

He was not a sentimental person, and for the past twenty years in the Outer Sect of Qingyun Peak, he had mostly cultivated alone.

The next day, he packed his simple belongings.

It was nothing more than a few old clothes and a meager amount of savings, and he headed straight to the Dengxiao Hall, where the Outer Sect deacons were located.