High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 83: Chapter 65: The Ladder of Control

The heavy, soundproof door closed silently, completely cutting off the sound of Fang Chengwu’s departing footsteps.

Li Wen stood alone in the empty Martial Arts Room. Moonlight, like liquid mercury, spilled across the smooth floor.

Deep within his sea of consciousness, the small, jade-like figure sat cross-legged at the center of the vast, empty space, radiating a tranquil yet powerful glow.

However, the shock from the many earth-shattering secrets Fang Chengwu had revealed before leaving had yet to fully subside. Suddenly, a thought rippled through his mind like a stone tossed into a calm lake.

’Wait... Teacher Fang mentioned information about the Stargate, the Alien Demon Race, and Marquis-level experts... He said these were top secrets that only those at the Flying Star Level were qualified to know?’

Li Wen’s brow furrowed, his gaze sharpening.

’He clearly said with his own mouth that he was a Super Martial Artist. How could a Super Martial Artist know the core secrets of the Flying Star Level in such detail?’

’And all that detailed knowledge about the Primordial Spirit... It’s far beyond what an ordinary teacher would know.’

The doubt surfaced in Li Wen’s mind in an instant.

His heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster. Teacher Fang’s identity was definitely not as simple as it seemed. He was no ordinary high-level Super Martial Artist!

The thought lingered for a moment, but Li Wen didn’t feel particularly uneasy.

During their candid, information-packed conversation just now, the intuition from his incredibly sharp Primordial Spirit sent him a strong message: Fang Chengwu’s words and actions were filled with sincerity and an almost protective sense of responsibility.

The trust born from his intuition suppressed his speculations about Fang Chengwu’s identity.

At this moment, another idea occupied Li Wen’s mind—another crucial piece of information about the Primordial Spirit from Fang Chengwu’s words:

”Once the Primordial Spirit merges with the physical body, one can easily surpass one hundred percent control.”

One hundred percent control. This was the absolute cornerstone for stepping into the Realm of Momentum and channeling the power of heaven and earth.

A sharp light flared in Li Wen’s eyes.

What he craved most right now was power. The power to shock the entire province during the first mock exam, the power to knock on the doors of the four great academies and even the Embers Academy, the power to solve his family’s difficulties.

And improving his control was the critical step toward that power.

’I’ll try it!’ He suppressed the excitement in his heart and decided to test it immediately.

Walking to the weapon rack, Li Wen didn’t use [Absolute Focus], nor did he activate the power of his Primordial Spirit.

He relied solely on the intuition from his Cultivation Technique, which he had practiced to the perfection realm, and the natural coordination of his Unity Realm saber technique.

SHING!

A standard long saber left its sheath with a clear ring.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade flashed. He executed the Unity Realm’s Rainbow Light Saber Skill with practiced ease.

Long Rainbow, Rainbow Shadow, Crossing the Sky, Startling Swan... The transitions between moves were as smooth as flowing water and moving clouds, perfectly seamless and natural, as effortless as breathing.

The light of the saber seemed to take on a life of its own, weaving a dazzling and deadly curtain of light within the room.

His body moved with the saber, his steps light and precise. Every footfall landed on the optimal point for generating force, and every swing mobilized the vital energy and blood throughout his body in perfect unison.

This saber skill had already reached the Transformation Realm.

In the eyes of an outsider, Li Wen at this moment was like a god of the saber. Every movement held a natural, unforced grace, and every strike was a harmony of power and beauty.

However, as the one performing the technique, Li Wen clearly felt a slight sense of obstruction.

This obstruction stemmed from a subtle disconnect between himself and the saber, between himself and his vital energy, and between his vital energy and his power.

He could feel the total amount of vital energy surging within him. A full-power strike should have unleashed ten-tenths of his strength, the blade’s edge tearing through the air and leaving a visible vacuum trail.

But through the silent perception of his spiritual sense, he found that the energy actually unleashed from the blade’s edge to form effective killing power... seemed to be only about three-tenths of what he estimated?

Most of the power was dissipated and lost during the process of internal circulation and coordination, due to those minuscule imperfections.

’This is the result of insufficient control.’ Li Wen stood with his saber lowered, his chest rising and falling gently as he carefully savored the feeling.

’The vital energy in my body is like a raging river, but the ’sluice gates’ and ’riverbeds’ that should guide it to its destination and unleash it without reservation aren’t completely under my command.’

’Thirty percent... That’s probably my current level of control.’ He made his judgment.

The next moment, Li Wen focused his mind on the sea of consciousness between his brows.

BUZZ!

The jade-like figure seated in the center of the void abruptly opened its eyes.

A gentle yet powerful force, like tens of thousands of invisible threads, instantly erupted from between his brows. It radiated throughout his entire body before perfectly merging with his muscles, bones, fascia, organs, and even his flowing vital energy.

In an instant, Li Wen felt as if his entire world had changed.

It was as if he had switched from a world seen through frosted glass to one viewed under a high-precision scanning electron microscope.

Every tiny corner of his body became incomparably clear and transparent, every minute detail visible.

The vibration of the fine hairs on his skin, the path of blood flowing through his capillaries, the force and rhythm of every muscle fiber contracting and relaxing, the subtle stress transmission between his bones as they bore weight... Everything was under the control of his Primordial Spirit.

The feeling was as if every cell in his body, every wisp of vital energy, had become a complete extension of his will. Wherever his thoughts went, his body responded as easily as a hand obeying an arm, without any obstruction.

’Again!’ A fervent glint flashed in Li Wen’s eyes. His wrist moved slightly, and he slashed out with his saber!

SHHIIING—!

The flash of the saber! A saber flash unlike any he had produced before!

Its speed increased out of nowhere. The sound of the blade cutting through the air changed from the previous ”whoosh” to an extremely short and sharp ”shiiing!” It was as if the resistance of space itself had been instantly pierced.

Even more terrifying was its power!

Wherever the blade’s edge pointed, the air was intensely compressed, visibly distorting and tearing.

A pale gash in the air, almost solidified, flashed into existence before violently exploding, creating clear shockwaves that spread to both sides.

Even the training dummy in the corner, seven or eight meters away, was jolted as if struck by an invisible, immense force, shifting a short distance with a loud CLATTER.

The power concentrated at the saber’s tip had actually caused a tangible impact through the air.

’This power... It’s at least four or five times stronger than my normal state.’

Li Wen himself was startled by the effect. He immediately understood:

’My physical body’s level is probably still relatively low, so my base energy is small. The absolute control granted by the Primordial Spirit allows me to call upon this power almost perfectly, so the amplification is naturally astonishing.’

’In the future, when my physical body’s level is higher and my overall base power is massive, this kind of multiplicative increase will likely be hard to maintain. But the efficiency boost and strength growth from absolute control will still be revolutionary.’

What pleased him even more was that during these few strikes empowered by his Primordial Spirit, he could clearly feel those subtle points that had previously caused power loss and limited his control to only 30%.

Under the fine manipulation of his Primordial Spirit, these problems were being corrected as if by countless tiny, precise pincers, and his level of control was climbing at a visible rate.

30.1%... 30.2%... 30.3%... Every cycle of the saber skill, every minute adjustment to his muscles and vital energy, was an accumulation, a step forward.

’Merging the Primordial Spirit’s power with my body is truly extraordinary! This rate of improvement is more than ten times faster than just practicing normally!’ Li Wen was exhilarated.

But he quickly noticed another phenomenon—the consumption of his Primordial Spirit’s power was immense.

Those few strikes just now had taken less than a second in total.

Yet it was as if a floodgate consuming his Primordial Spirit’s power had been opened. He could feel the glow of the jade-like figure between his brows dim slightly.

’At this rate, I won’t be able to sustain high-intensity practice for long. Ten seconds at most, probably.’ Li Wen immediately thought of a solution. ’I’ll try combining it with [Absolute Focus].’