Chapter 778 - 543: The Reborn! (Part 2)
"Perfect!"
"I’m currently a middle school student. If I can convince my parents, I can go to study and apprentice under this legendary figure..."
"Perhaps I can inherit that new path."
"Maybe, I might even change the fate of Jiang Ming’s downfall."
...
Li Bai stood in the arena with a slight bow:
"Master Jiang, I am Li Bai, sincerely seeking the Dao, willing to be your disciple to cultivate Martial Arts with dedication. I earnestly request Master Jiang’s acceptance!"
Jiang Ming instinctively wanted to refuse.
Since noticing the transformation within himself, he had devoted all his Heart Spirit to it, having no extra energy to teach disciples.
Yet at the moment his gaze met Li Bai’s, a sudden tremor stirred in his heart.
As he established a wondrous connection with the earth beneath his feet, sensing the earth’s magnetic field, he developed a Divine Technique akin to seeing auras.
With a glance,
a realization emerged within him!
This child is definitely no ordinary person, destined for Great Success.
"Oh well, the connection is not shallow, so I shall accept this child as my Closed-door Disciple."
Jiang Ming thought silently, the originally indifferent expression gradually softened, and he spoke:
"Very well, seeing your sincere heart, I’ll accept you."
Li Bai was overjoyed, bowing respectfully:
"Greetings, teacher!"
In the following days, Li Bai settled down at the Jiang Martial Arts Hall.
Every day before dawn, he would start honing his qi and blood in the Martial Arts Arena, practicing the Technique passed down by Jiang Ming.
In his previous life, he was a Master Golden Core, and in terms of qi and blood transformation, he matched the Martial Arts Grandmasters of the old era.
However, with Jiang Ming’s guidance, he frequently had moments of sudden enlightenment, gaining considerably.
He marvelled inwardly:
"This teacher of mine is indeed extraordinary, no wonder he would mature so late and become a legend!"
...
On this day, in the Martial Arts Arena.
Li Bai stood in the middle, his feet grounded like an old tree’s roots, practicing a Pile Skill!
This Pile Skill was created by the grand-teacher, a Secret Technique in the sect, focusing not on grandeur, but on Entering the Microcosm.
The qi and blood circulated like a brook, following a peculiar route, slowly passing through the fingertips, tips of the toes, and the earlobes — these places ordinary people can hardly reach.
Wherever each thread of qi and blood flowed, it brought a subtle numbness, as if grinding away the deep-seated dust within muscles and bones.
Inexpressibly wonderful!
"The world is full of amazing people!"
"Even my grand-teacher wasn’t an ordinary person; such Pile Skill would be considered a qi and blood Secret Technique in later generations."
"This journey was truly worth it!"
While he was engrossed in the mystique of grinding qi and blood, a plain yet indisputably powerful voice came from the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena:
"Li Bai."
Li Bai’s Heart Spirit tensed, he immediately ceased his practice, qi and blood returning to place, without disorder.
He turned to see Jiang Ming standing with hands behind his back, wearing a plain green robe, a faint smile in his eyes.
Li Bai bowed deeply, showing utmost respect:
"Master."
Jiang Ming nodded slightly, his gaze scanning the spot where Li Bai had been practicing his Pile Skill.
On the bluestone slab, there were two shallow footprints, with edges clear and evenly deep, obviously a result of qi and blood resonating with the earth.
Extremely satisfied with this Closed-door Disciple, he said:
"The Pile Skill is well-practiced, showing some comprehension. Come, follow me out for a bit to pick someone up."
Li Bai felt a stir in his heart, immediately replying:
"Yes, Master."
The master and disciple walked out of the Martial Arts Hall together, outside was a wide tree-lined road, the morning breeze rustled through, leaves whispering.
Both stood silently at the stone steps in front of the hall’s entrance, waiting quietly.
Jiang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his robe lightly fluttering in the breeze, a calm expression as he looked off into the distance at the end of the road.
Beside him, Li Bai said nothing else, but sank into his stance, practicing Static Pile on the spot.
His qi and blood flowed slowly throughout his body, his breath long and even, eyes slightly closed, Heart Spirit united, as if all the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him.
Jiang Ming, glimpsing out of the corner of his eye at Li Bai’s demeanor, couldn’t help but let a faint smile rise at the corner of his mouth, a deeper joy and appreciation flashed in his eyes.
This disciple not only had outstanding comprehension but, more importantly, a calm mind, not arrogant or impatient, enduring solitude; with some polishing, he was certain to become a great talent.
He felt a silent relief, almost missing such an outstanding seedling.
It wasn’t long before the silence of the tree-lined road was broken by the low, deep roar of an engine approaching from afar.
The roar was unlike that of ordinary vehicles; instead, it bore a sense of precision and grandeur, like a slumbering beast, slowly advancing.
Li Bai instinctively halted his practice, raising his eyes to see a pure black hovercar gliding smoothly, landing steadily in front of the Martial Arts Hall’s open space.
The car door opened slowly, and a tall figure stepped out.
The man was in full black Federation-standard warrior regalia, his posture tall and straight as a pine, broad shoulders and narrow waist, muscles seamlessly toned and full of explosive power.
About twenty years old, with a handsome face, sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a gaze sharp as an eagle’s, as if it could pierce through everything.
Li Bai’s gaze, upon meeting the man’s, suddenly froze.
That silhouette, that face, was all too familiar!
"Blood Sun Immortal Emperor..."
Li Bai’s heart surged with tremendous waves, shaking him almost unable to stand:
"This... is the youthful version of Blood Sun Immortal Emperor!"
There’s absolutely no way he could be mistaken!
While Li Bai’s Heart Spirit stirred, unable to hold himself, Jiang Ming suddenly spoke, breaking the silence of the scene:
"Junior brother, it’s been a long time."
Junior brother?!
Li Bai’s mind felt struck by a bolt of lightning, buzzing with reverberations.
His own teacher, addressing Blood Sun Immortal Emperor as junior brother?!
How could this be?!
Future history books only recorded Blood Sun Immortal Emperor’s rise during the mecha crisis, founding the Blood Immortal Path, reaching the ultimate peak.
But never mentioned, he and "Mecha Dawn" Jiang Ming were actually fellow disciples!