Chapter 8

After finishing the not-so-thin book, Dongfang Sheng naturally felt unsettled. He pondered for a moment, thinking that he was eight years old this year, and generally, the age range for children was from five to ten years old.

However, five-year-old children could only toughen their muscles and bones, unless they were exceptionally precocious. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to comprehend basic boxing techniques. At most, they could memorize the routines of the boxing techniques. Only when they turned six, with a slightly more mature mindset, would they formally begin to understand the boxing techniques.

Once they passed ten years old, their bodies would be more contaminated, and the first strand of internal energy they extracted would be greatly affected, leading to very poor purity.

Of course, some people might have their bodies severely contaminated before they turned ten. In powerful factions, they would try every means to reduce the contamination of their descendants' bodies, making the first strand of internal energy they extracted more pure.

However, no matter what, most people would choose to extract their first strand of internal energy at the latest by the age of ten, unless they started practicing martial arts too late and had no other choice.

Therefore, the oldest in this training base were around ten years old. Even if these ten-year-olds were unlikely to achieve the minor success level in boxing techniques within a year, the first strand of internal energy they would extract in the future would be very weak. However, no one could predict the future, and these people could still become the lower-level forces of the Sun Moon Sect.

In this world, the fastest speed for children to learn basic boxing techniques was about one month to reach the entry level, about six months to reach the minor success level, and about two to three years to reach the major success level. As for the perfect level, no one had ever achieved it before the age of ten.

For ordinary people, it took about three months to reach the entry level, about two years to reach the minor success level, and reaching the major success level before the age of twelve was out of the question.

Thinking about this, even Dongfang Sheng, who was extremely confident, felt a bit nervous. He was eight years old this year, three years behind those super geniuses who started toughening their muscles and bones at the age of five.

However, his mindset was already fully mature, and his mental qualities were beyond question. In these two aspects, he had a significant advantage. With his unparalleled talent and the possible resources provided by the Sun Moon Sect, he was confident that he could reach the peak of the major success level by the age of ten, which was next year when he turned nine. However, he had no confidence in achieving the perfect level, which no one had ever done.

After pondering for a while, Dongfang Sheng made up his mind. No matter what, he would cultivate the Sun Moon Fist to the peak of the major success level by the age of ten, which was next year when he turned nine. As for the perfect level, he would deal with it when the time came. If there was an opportunity, he would not let it slip away.

After thinking this through, Dongfang Sheng put away the book and began practicing the Sun Moon Fist. Following the breathing techniques described in the book, he practiced while breathing. Just a few moves, and Dongfang Sheng felt a difference. Each move became simpler and smoother, and the effect of strengthening his body was naturally better.

After completing the eighty-one moves of the Sun Moon Fist, Dongfang Sheng felt refreshed. The food he had eaten at noon quickly digested into nutrients, gradually improving his physical condition.

Thus, Dongfang Sheng practiced the Sun Moon Fist tirelessly, each round more powerful than the last. When he felt a bit hungry, he stopped. Despite the fatigue in his body, Dongfang Sheng was not at all unhappy.

The breathing technique was indeed powerful. In just one afternoon, it had significantly advanced his initial entry-level Sun Moon Fist. In less than two days, he was confident he could reach the mid-entry level.

However, Dongfang Sheng also knew that the speed of his cultivation could be so fast this time because he had just obtained the breathing technique and was practicing the complete version of the Sun Moon Fist for the first time, along with the accumulation of the past ten days. It would not be so easy in the future.

Seeing that it was already late, Dongfang Sheng walked towards the central training ground.

At this time, the central training ground was still bustling. There were about seven or eight people on the stone platform, slowly practicing the Sun Moon Fist together.

Dongfang Sheng's arrival did not attract much attention, but a few people on the stone platform, including Zhou Tantai, noticed him.

Dongfang Sheng ignored the others, scanned the crowd, and found Dongfang Bai. He walked straight to her, and the two siblings had a conversation, with Dongfang Bai doing most of the talking while Dongfang Sheng listened and occasionally chimed in.

At this point, Dongfang Bai had already been tested on the stone platform, and her performance was excellent, making Zhou Tantai and the others feel a sense of surprise. When they learned that Dongfang Bai was Dongfang Sheng's sister, their eyes sparkled, and they began to ponder.

By the time Dongfang Bai arrived, the remaining one hundred or so people had almost finished their tests. He did not have to wait long before the test officially ended.

Zhou Tantai and the others briefly discussed on the stone platform. Then, he held a piece of paper and walked to the front of the platform, shouting loudly, "The test is officially over. Next, I will call out the names of those who will receive rewards. As for what the rewards are, you should all know. They are spiritual medicines. The effects of spiritual medicines are well-known to you. I will start calling out names now..."

As he spoke, Zhou Tantai's sharp gaze swept over the crowd below, pausing briefly on Dongfang Sheng before focusing on the paper in his hand.

The crowd, especially the two hundred or so participants, were all very nervous and excited, their eyes fixed on Zhou Tantai, seemingly forgetting their fear of him.

During these ten days, the knowledge they had learned, of course, included information about spiritual medicines.

In this world, the earth's qi and energy were abundant, and there were many types of medicinal herbs, each containing powerful medicinal properties and qi.

Before martial artists broke through to the innate realm, they could not directly absorb the earth's qi and energy.

Therefore, before cultivating the first strand of internal energy, people relied on absorbing nutrients to enhance their physical condition and vitality, extracting the first strand of internal energy from the essence of their vitality, thus entering the postnatal realm.

In the postnatal realm, they continued to absorb vitality through internal cultivation techniques to increase their internal energy. To have enough vitality for the internal energy to absorb and increase, they needed sufficient nutrients.

However, the nutrients in food were limited and could not meet the needs of martial arts practice. The medicinal properties and qi in medicinal herbs were the best nutrients, so people added medicinal herbs to their food to create medicinal dishes, the simplest method, which anyone could do.

A more difficult method was to create medicinal baths, and the most difficult was to refine medicinal pills, a skill known by very few in the world.

These three methods were collectively known as spiritual medicines.

With sufficient nutrients, the postnatal realm was the easiest to cultivate. Sufficient nutrients meant sufficient vitality, which allowed the internal energy in the postnatal realm to increase rapidly.

Moreover, not only in the postnatal realm, but even in the innate realm and beyond, spiritual medicines could provide strong assistance, though they required more powerful medicinal properties and qi.

This was one of the reasons why many independent cultivators wanted to join factions. As long as a faction had its own territory, the larger the territory, the more medicinal herbs it contained. Even if the territory did not have many medicinal herbs, it could still obtain more money through various means, and with money, they could buy spiritual medicines, then use these spiritual medicines to strengthen their power and influence, and seize more territory, obtaining more money.

This was the basic survival method of factions. As for whether the state would intervene in the factions' acquisition of wealth on their territory, the state would like to, but it lacked the power.

This was a world of high martial arts, where an individual's strength could be powerful enough to destroy a country. Of course, in this world, there were many countries with immense power that suppressed the factions within their borders.

Therefore, in this world, martial artists with factions always cultivated faster than independent cultivators. Of course, there were also independent cultivators who intimidated the world, but they were a minority.

Thus, almost ninety-nine percent of independent cultivators hoped to join a large faction. In factions, there was not only money, spiritual medicines, and martial arts secrets, but also a large number of people. If one could hold a high position in a faction, they would receive special benefits, and the larger the faction, the more benefits.

In short, although the people on the scene were young, they knew the benefits and importance of spiritual medicines.

Therefore, they were so nervous and excited.

Zhou Tantai ignored the crowd's emotions and loudly called out, "Dongfang Sheng, Guo Wei, Li Zhaoshen, Dongfang Bai, Xue Xun, ..."

Ten names were slowly called out, bringing disappointment and frustration to hundreds of faces.

However, there was nothing they could do. Who could blame them for being less skilled?

"Cough, cough!" Zhou Tantai deliberately coughed twice and loudly said, "The test is officially over, but the ten people who received rewards, don't be too happy yet. In twenty days, it will be your time to be challenged. If anyone thinks they are stronger than you, they can challenge you. The winner will have the right to enjoy the spiritual medicines. Understand?"

When Zhou Tantai's words were spoken, most people's faces lit up. They still had a chance to obtain the spiritual medicines, so they were naturally happy.

However, some people were worried about the cruelty of the challenge in twenty days, especially the eight people who received the spiritual medicines besides Dongfang Sheng and his sister. They were the first targets of the challenge.

As for Dongfang Sheng, he was not at all worried. He had absolute confidence in his strength. On the contrary, he hoped the twenty days would pass quickly. Although he could endure sharing a room with others, he did not want to. Many things were inconvenient, and with Dongfang Bai being a girl, it was even more inconvenient. Once the twenty days were up, he would definitely drive everyone out.

Dongfang Bai was originally a bit worried, but seeing Dongfang Sheng beside her, she was no longer worried. In her heart, Dongfang Sheng was the strongest. As long as he was by her side, she had nothing to fear.

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