Chapter 2: Cleansing and Refinement

A rainbow light gathered at Yang Qi's brow, and a faint human figure appeared above him.

"Kid, starting today, you are the disciple of Emperor Hao Yang." The figure looked at Yang Qi and sighed, "Disciple, this is the last thing I can do for you."

Strange light emanated from the figure, continuously cleansing Yang Qi's body. As the light surged, the figure became increasingly faint.

"From now on, it's all up to you." The figure sighed again, and in the next moment, it completely dissipated into the universe, as if it had never existed.

...

"Ugh~ My head..." Yang Qi rubbed his heavy head and got up from the ground.

"Can't be, did I actually fall asleep here?" Looking at the empty surroundings and the grass beneath him, Yang Qi found it hard to believe that he had slept on the soccer field all night.

"What the heck is going on..." Suddenly, Yang Qi noticed a layer of black, foul-smelling substance covering his skin, mixed with the smell of alcohol.

The overwhelming stench was almost unbearable for Yang Qi himself, "Did I really just get drunk that easily?"

However, Yang Qi had already forgotten everything that happened last night. He had no memory of what he did after getting drunk.

"What's going on?" Yang Qi was puzzled.

"Could it be related to that rainbow light I saw last night? Was it not just an illusion?" Yang Qi thought of the rainbow light he had seen last night.

"Hum~"

In the next moment, Yang Qi felt something explode in his mind, and countless memories surged like a flood, impacting his nerves. The pain in his head was intense, and everything around him seemed to freeze in time.

"So it was like this..." After a long while, Yang Qi opened his eyes. At that moment, he finally understood what had happened to him.

The rainbow light was real, but it was not just light; it was a legacy, the legacy of a powerful being.

Hao Yang was originally a martial artist on the Tianwu Continent. After centuries of effort, he finally reached the level of a Martial Emperor and left his planet to explore the universe. During his countless years of wandering, Hao Yang made many enemies, and he was eventually hunted down and killed. The rainbow light was the legacy he left behind before his death. This legacy had drifted through the fabric of space and time for an unknown duration before fusing with Yang Qi's body last night. During the fusion process, the residual energy from Hao Yang's legacy completed the cleansing and refinement of Yang Qi's body!

"Cleansing and refinement, so that's how it works. Senior Hao Yang truly had foresight." Yang Qi sighed in admiration.

Martial artists usually start their cultivation from a young age. Hao Yang was concerned that his successor was already an adult and might not be able to cultivate, so he left a force to cleanse and refine Yang Qi's body. Without this force, even if Yang Qi had received Hao Yang's legacy, he would have found it difficult to cultivate.

Thinking about the abilities of the martial artists in Hao Yang's memories, Yang Qi was filled with excitement. Flying through the air, diving into the earth, and controlling the seas—these were all child's play. Even exploring the universe like Hao Yang was no longer a dream!

"Lu Rong, perhaps I should thank you." Yang Qi muttered, his confidence now restored, unlike the dejected state he was in last night.

"Master!" Yang Qi knelt on the grass and bowed three times. In the world of martial artists, inheritance was extremely important, and becoming a disciple was one of the most significant events in a martial artist's life.

"Master, although we have never met, I have received your legacy. If I ever have the ability to avenge you, I will surely slay your enemies." Yang Qi said solemnly.

"However, the most pressing matter now is to quickly return to the dormitory and clean up." Yang Qi looked at his blackened body and sighed. If anyone saw him like this, it would definitely make the front page of the school's news forum.

"Bang~"

Pushing open the dormitory door, Yang Qi rushed to the bathroom.

"Brother Qi, did you bring breakfast? It smells so good?" At the same time, a voice came from behind Yang Qi.

"Good for you, I fell into a stinky ditch." Hearing this, Yang Qi was speechless at Shi Dong, the shut-in.

To be honest, Yang Qi himself was also a bit of a shut-in, but compared to Shi Dong, the difference was significant. It was clear that Shi Dong had been gaming all night. With only a little over a month left in their college life, the four-person dormitory now only had Yang Qi and Shi Dong left. Chen Le and Jiang Chao had already moved out, one to live with his girlfriend and the other to return home to work as a civil servant.

After showering and changing, Yang Qi looked at his pale face in the mirror and rubbed his smooth skin, his face filled with surprise, "Cleansing and refinement actually has a whitening effect? If this gets out, the women will go crazy."

"Brother Qi, what did you say?" Shi Dong, who was playing a game, turned his head to look at Yang Qi.

"Huh~ Brother Qi, I feel like something's different about you today." Shi Dong looked at Yang Qi, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Ah~ Brother Qi, you've gotten whiter and look more energetic." A bright light flashed in Shi Dong's eyes, and he chuckled, "I remember you didn't come back to the dorm last night!"

Yang Qi rolled his eyes. College couples not returning to the dorm on weekends was no longer news, and it was surprising that Shi Dong could even think of that.

"Brother Qi, have you had breakfast?" Shi Dong suddenly leaned in and whispered.

"Not yet, what do you want? I'm not into that." Yang Qi slightly pulled away from Shi Dong, his face showing disgust.

Shi Dong's smile froze, and he quickly said, "I'm a real man. Brother Qi, look, I'm not empty here. Can you help me bring back breakfast?"

"When have you ever been free?" Yang Qi sneered. According to Shi Dong, the computer was his wife, and no one could replace it.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Qi still went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast. After eating, Yang Qi went to the Lotus Pond. The Lotus Pond was a small lake near the faculty apartments, surrounded by standalone villas used to host experts and scholars. So, it was usually deserted, with only a few elderly people exercising in the morning. Compared to the dormitory, it was a better place for Yang Qi to cultivate.

Yang Qi found a secluded spot and sat down cross-legged.

According to Hao Yang's memories, martial artists on the Tianwu Continent were divided into seven levels based on their strength: Martial Disciple, Martial Master, Martial Ancestor, Martial Venerable, Martial King, Martial Emperor, and Martial God. Each level was further divided into nine stars based on their cultivation. Originally, Yang Qi had not cultivated and did not even qualify as a Martial Disciple. However, after being cleansed and refined by Hao Yang's legacy, his strength was now comparable to that of a three-star Martial Disciple. Martial Disciples could handle ordinary people, but they were powerless against true experts and were the lowest tier on the Tianwu Continent.