High Martial Arts: Enlightenment after Practices

Silence fell over the living room as Xu Wuyi sank into deep thought.

The core secrets of the Star Realm Battlefield, the competition between individuals, civilizations, and Star Realms...

These words combined to sketch out a picture far grander than anything he had ever known.

But Shen Jin clearly had no intention of elaborating. His eyes, which had weathered countless storms, watched him calmly, conveying a sense that ’the time was not yet right.’

Xu Wuyi was silent for a few seconds before finally nodding.

”I understand,” he said. ”Thank you for telling me this, Grandmaster Shen.”

”Don’t mention it.” Shen Jin waved his hand dismissively. ”You saved my life; it’s only right that I tell you this. Besides... with your talent and temperament, you were bound to come across this information sooner or later. Knowing early and being prepared early is not a bad thing.”

He picked up his teacup, drained the remaining tea in one gulp, then set the cup down and stood up.

”Alright, that’s all the important business. You were just discharged from the hospital today, so you need to rest. Steward Chen has already prepared a room for you. We’ll have dinner together tonight. My disciples will be there too; they’ve been wanting to thank you in person.”

Xu Wuyi also stood up. ”Grandmaster Shen, you really don’t have to go to all this trouble...”

”It’s no trouble,” Shen Jin interrupted. ”It’s just a meal. If you don’t want to stay here, you can have Uncle Chen take you back to your hotel after dinner. But for now, go get some rest.”

With things put that way, Xu Wuyi felt he could no longer refuse.

He followed Shen Jin out of the living room, where Steward Chen was already waiting outside the door.

”Old Chen, take Martial Artist Xu to the guest room,” Shen Jin instructed. ”Let him get some good rest, and don’t let anyone disturb him before dinner.”

”Yes, Master.” Steward Chen bowed in acknowledgment, then turned to Xu Wuyi. ”Martial Artist Xu, please follow me.”

The guest room was on the second floor. It was a south-facing room with excellent lighting.

The furnishings were simple: a bed, a desk and chair set, a wardrobe, and a small, private bathroom.

But the sheets and bedding were new, carrying the fresh scent of having been dried in the sun. A potted plant sat on the desk, adding a touch of life to the room.

”If you need anything, Martial Artist Xu, you can press the call bell by the headboard,” Steward Chen said from the doorway. ”Dinner is at six-thirty. I will come to get you half an hour beforehand.”

”Alright, thank you, Steward Chen.”

Steward Chen gave a slight bow and gently closed the door.

Xu Wuyi was left alone in the room.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. Instead of immediately lying down to rest, he took out the blue Permission Card that Wu Dingbo had given him.

Grandmaster Level permission... capable of accessing almost all of the Federation’s intelligence.

Xu Wuyi opened his personal terminal and inserted the card into a slot on the side.

BEEP.

A soft recognition tone sounded, and the terminal’s screen automatically switched to a deep blue interface. In the top-left corner, the words ”Federation Military Department Intranet · Grandmaster Level Permission” were displayed.

The interface was clean, with only a few category portals: Battle Reports, Resource Library, Intelligence Database, Discussion Forum, and Personal Center.

Xu Wuyi clicked on the Intelligence Database.

A search bar popped up. He thought for a moment, then typed in a keyword: ”True Dragon Star Realm.”

The page refreshed, displaying dozens of files sorted by confidentiality level and date.

Xu Wuyi opened the most recent one, dated three months ago.

The file’s contents were highly detailed, covering everything from the True Dragon Star Realm’s geographical location, civilizational structure, and Martial Arts System to the distribution of major powers and profiles on important figures.

Just as Shen Jin had said, the True Dragon Star Realm was located in the central region of the Star Realm Battlefield, extremely distant from the ”Northern Domain” where the Federation was situated. Thousands upon thousands of planes of varying sizes lay between them.

According to calculations based on the Star Map coordinates provided in the file, even using the Federation’s most advanced Starship and making continuous spatial jumps, a one-way trip would take at least three years. Furthermore, the route would cross through multiple high-risk zones, making it extremely dangerous.

The True Dragon Star Realm’s civilizational structure was loose. It had no unified government, but was instead divided among hundreds of factions of varying sizes.

These factions were in a state of constant warfare, attacking one another and creating an exceptionally brutal competitive environment.

It was precisely within such an environment that the Martial Arts of the True Dragon Star Realm had developed to an astonishing degree.

The file contained a rough statistic: the number of known Grandmaster Level Martial Artists in the True Dragon Star Realm was conservatively estimated to be over 1,500. Among them, no fewer than fifty had reached the level of Peak Grandmaster.

Ye Yixin was one of those fifty.

Xu Wuyi continued scrolling down and found Ye Yixin’s personal profile.

The profile was brief, containing only basic information: Ye Yixin, male, 127 years old, current Sword Sect Master of the ”Heart-Inquiry Sword Abode” in the True Dragon Star Realm. Primary cultivation method: Heart-Inquiry Sword Canon. His Sword Dao is pure, and his combat power is assessed as ”Divine Intent Grandmaster.”

Below this were a few combat records, all of them decades-old news. The most recent was from fifteen years ago, when Ye Yixin defeated seven Sword Sect Masters of the same rank in a row at the ”Tianjian Martial Discourse” to take first place.

After that, there was no more information.

Xu Wuyi closed the file, returned to the search bar, and typed in a new keyword: ”Star Realm Battlefield · Core Competition.”

The page refreshed.

This time, very few files appeared—only three. Moreover, their confidentiality level was the highest, ”Top Secret.” With his current permission level, he could only see the titles and summaries, not the full content.

The titles of the three files were:

”Preliminary Analysis Report on the ’Star Realm Ascension War’ (Top Secret)”

”Assessment of Civilizational Strength and Competitive Landscape of Various Star Realms (Top Secret)”

”Feasibility Study on the Federation’s Participation in Star Realm Competition (Top Secret)”

The summary section contained only a single sentence: ”This document pertains to the core Rules of the Star Realm Battlefield and is restricted to Marshal-level personnel and specific Grandmasters.”

Xu Wuyi stared at the line of text, his brow furrowing slightly.

’The ”competition” Shen Jin mentioned is indeed strictly classified. Even Grandmaster Level permission isn’t enough to view it. This must truly be one of the Federation’s highest-level secrets.’

He exited the Intelligence Database and clicked on the Discussion Forum.

The Discussion Forum was an exclusive forum on the intranet for Grandmasters. They could post anonymously or discuss using their real names.

Xu Wuyi browsed through it briefly. There weren’t many posts, and most of them were discussions about cultivation insights, resource exchanges, and the situation on the front lines.

He tried searching for keywords like ”Star Realm Ascension War” and ”competition,” but the results did not provide the answers he was looking for.

Xu Wuyi turned off the terminal and removed the Permission Card.

Outside, the afternoon sun streamed through the glass, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow on the floor.

He leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes.

Shen Jin’s words and the intelligence he had just seen replayed in his mind.

The Star Realm Battlefield where the Federation resided was far more complex than he had imagined. Beyond common enemies like the Feathered People and the Insect Race, there were powerful civilizations like the True Dragon Star Realm.

And the Federation was just one power, tucked away in a corner of this vast battlefield.

Xu Wuyi opened his eyes and looked out the window.

The sky was a vast azure, dotted with lazily drifting white clouds. A picture of serenity.

But beneath this tranquility, countless civilizations were part of a surging undercurrent, and an unseen competition was silently unfolding.

”I still need to get stronger.”

He muttered to himself.