I Can Replicate Martial Arts

"I’m not entirely sure about this Realm, so for now, I’m calling it the Returning to Truth Realm. But even before that, those at the Domain Realm can actually leave Blue Star, though they can’t stay away for long."

Zhao Rui said after a moment’s thought.

"What Elder Zhao says is true!"

Master Weichen nodded from the side and said,

"A predecessor of our Qingcheng Sect once reached a profound level in the Domain Realm. That was my master’s master. Back then, the Thunder Domain he cultivated struck fear into the entire Martial Arts world..."

"Unfortunately, he and a master of the Demon Dao charged out into the Cosmos and were never seen again."

"Otherwise, sigh..."

Master Weichen was filled with emotion.

’If my master’s master were still here, how prosperous would the Qingcheng Sect have become? We might not have surpassed Shaolin, but we would at least be a top-tier sect on par with Mount Emei.’

"Sect Leader, there’s no need for regret. You have already reached the Domain Realm. Once you stabilize your Cultivation and build upon your foundation, you may well have the chance to explore the Cosmos and search for our predecessor’s trail in the future."

"Elder Zhao is right. I shouldn’t disparage myself."

Sect Leader Weichen nodded, his expression relaxing.

The great momentum was with Qingcheng, and fortune was on their side.

The group chatted and laughed for a while before Zhao Rui began to recount his experiences in the Cosmos, especially concerning the Golden-Winged Tiger Roar and the other Beast Kings.

As they listened, they were first shocked, then overjoyed.

They were shocked that so many top-tier Exotic Beasts had been driven out of the Pangu Continent by the King of Great Zhou, forced to wander the Cosmic Space.

’Just how terrifyingly powerful must this King of Great Zhou be?’

They were overjoyed that so many of these Exotic Beast Kings had now become their Qingcheng Sect’s "Mountain Guardian Beasts"!

With this, as long as the King of Great Zhou himself didn’t come knocking, Qingcheng Mountain could be considered impregnable.

’They wouldn’t even need to act. Just showing their faces occasionally would be enough of a deterrent.’

’These were top-tier Exotic Beasts, a "nuclear force" capable of precise spatial strikes.’

’Forget Martial Artists; even the Court would have to think twice before acting.’

"We shouldn’t rely on them too much. Exotic Beasts are still Exotic Beasts, after all. True strength must come from within."

"The Elder is right!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. After discussing the situation between Great Shang and Great Zhou and the potential forms of future warfare, Zhao Rui finally concluded the meeting.

However, he didn’t mention the Oran people. Their situation was rather unique, and he didn’t want too many people to know about them.

’One must always be on guard against others!’

’He simply enjoyed his time on Qingcheng Mountain and had grown fond of it, but that didn’t mean he and the Qingcheng Sect were an inseparable entity.’

’Some things, if said too bluntly, lose their human touch.’

’It was better not to mention it at all.’

Night deepened. After a long and lively discussion, the group finally dispersed, each with their own insights and thoughts.

Zhao Rui had already pointed out a clear path forward, outlining the future direction of Cultivation and providing some insight into the coming situation.

Those with ambition would naturally seize the opportunity to rise, while those without couldn’t be motivated no matter what.

On his way back to the guest quarters from the main hall, before he even reached his own rooms, he heard people talking inside.

Zhao Rui pricked up his ears and couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement.

It turned out Mo Ling’Er and Miao Miaomiao were waiting for him in his room.

"I saved your life. You admit that, don’t you?"

"..."

"Listen, I’m from Great Shang, where it’s normal for a man to have three or four wives. So, I won’t object to Zhao Rui marrying you all, but... I must be the first wife!"

"..."

"Of course, according to the rules here, this is illegal. You can choose to back out. Or you can choose to be with him without an official title."

"...Sister, are you sure Zhao Rui even likes you?"

Hearing this, Miao Miaomiao couldn’t hold back any longer and retorted.

"Him? Whether he likes me is his business. Me being the first wife is my business."

"..."

"Oh!"

Miao Miaomiao knew there was no reasoning with her. Besides, Mo Ling’Er really had saved her life.

No matter how she looked at it, she was the one in the wrong.

’Since I can’t win the argument, I’d better just stay silent.’

"Zhao Rui is no simple man. In the future, even more formidable women might show up. So, you have to be on my side. As for that Qin Rui, her strength is too pitiful. She’s not even in the running."

Mo Ling’Er looked at Miao Miaomiao and said in a domineering tone.

"Zhao Rui isn’t a simple man?"

Miao Miaomiao froze for a second, just about to ask for clarification.

Just then, a cough came from outside the window.

"Mo Ling’Er, you can go back to your Great Shang. There’s nothing for you here!"

Zhao Rui pushed the door open and walked in, his gaze cold as he looked at Mo Ling’Er. ’Messing with my women is one thing,’ he thought, ’but to go and say I’m not a simple man behind my back...’

’Is there anyone as upstanding as me?’

’I’m over twenty, dedicated solely to martial arts, and I’ve never even been with a woman!’

"Zhao Rui, don’t be angry! I was just trying to persuade them on your behalf! You know the laws of your Central State don’t allow polygamy."

The moment Mo Ling’Er saw Zhao Rui, her pretty face instantly broke into a happy smile, and she spoke in a slightly coquettish tone.

"I don’t need you worrying about things that aren’t your business."

"Go back to your own room for now!"

"Ah? Zhao..."

Mo Ling’Er pouted, looking wronged. She was about to say more but was silenced by a sharp glare from Zhao Rui.

She had no choice but to push the door open with a look of displeasure and return to her own quarters.

"Zhao Rui! I missed you so much!"

Seeing Mo Ling’Er leave, Miao Miaomiao could no longer hold back her emotions and threw herself into Zhao Rui’s arms.

Her soft body hugged him tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

Although they had broken the ice in their relationship on Taishan, Miao Miaomiao had still been somewhat reserved.

Now, spurred on by Mo Ling’Er, she couldn’t care less about being reserved.

’If I keep being reserved, someone really will steal Zhao Rui away.’

Zhao Rui smiled and cupped her face. Looking at her lovely red lips, he couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss her.

Miao Miaomiao stood lightly on her toes, responding with passion.

The two kissed for a long time without separating.

In the distance, the departing Mo Ling’Er had been straining her ears for some time. She only heard some strange, muffled sounds, but no voices, which made her curious.

’Are they using Secret Transmission to whisper to each other?’

’What are those sucking sounds? Kissing...?’

At this thought, Mo Ling’Er’s pretty face flushed crimson. A moment later, however, her blush turned to indignant anger. She immediately spun around and flew back toward Zhao Rui’s room.

Just as she was about to kick the door down, she found her body had been immobilized, unable to move at all.

"Zhao... WAHHH! You big jerk!"

SWOOSH!

Her body was flung away like a kite.

"Go back to your own room!"

Zhao Rui’s voice drifted over faintly.

"Zhao Rui, isn’t that a bit too much? After all, she..."

Miao Miaomiao couldn’t bear to see it. Although Mo Ling’Er was brutish and unreasonable, she wasn’t a bad person at heart. At the very least, she had saved her life.

"Too much? When she chased me for over a thousand li, that was far more excessive than this. Don’t worry about her. Let’s continue. I haven’t had enough kisses yet!"

"Don’t say that!"

"Alright!"

With a CLICK of the light switch, the entire room was plunged into darkness.

"That shameless couple!"

Mo Ling’Er wrinkled her nose fiercely and turned back toward her room.

"Trying to make me angry? No way!"

Mo Ling’Er strode toward her room. Halfway there, she still felt indignant. She pulled the Phoenix Hairpin from her headband and, with a SWOOSH, threw it toward Zhao Rui’s room.

The Phoenix Hairpin was incredibly fast. Just as it was about to smash through the window and enter the room, a flash of sword light appeared. With a CLANG, the hairpin was sent flying back.

It flew back just as fast as it had come.

It struck Mo Ling’Er squarely on the head.

"OW!"

Mo Ling’Er staggered from the blow. She picked up the Phoenix Hairpin, her chest heaving with rage.

Just then, Zhao Rui’s door opened. Miao Miaomiao walked out, her face flushed red, and scurried back to the guest quarters.

Mo Ling’Er snorted twice in satisfaction, then turned and went back to her room.

"Are you coming or not? Don’t say I’m playing favorites!"

"Pah! Scumbag!"

Mo Ling’Er spat on the ground. Her steps, which were nearly at the guest quarters, suddenly halted. Her eyes glinted slyly. She turned around and, with a SWOOSH, flew back to Zhao Rui’s room.