Immortal Martial Emperor

After much hesitation, Hong Yu finally took the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique* and the Seven-Scented Ganoderma Grass from Tie Tongtian.

As for the other treasures, Hong Yu didn’t touch a single one. He helped Tie Tongtian to his feet and said, "These two items are of great use to me, so I’ve accepted them. As for the rest, you can put them away. I have no use for them!"

"This..."

Tie Tongtian hesitated.

Hong Yu smiled slightly. "Since I’ve taken these two items, I naturally hold no ill will toward you."

After a pause, Hong Yu asked, "There’s something I still want to understand. If it was just because you knew I am the Heroic and Brave Marquis, given your status, there would be no need for you to go this far, would there?"

Although he didn’t know the full extent of the Iron Soldier Pavilion’s power, the fact that it could become the most powerful commerce association in the Qin Kingdom was enough to prove how formidable the Tie Family was.

After all, even an association like the Beichen Commerce Association, which was overseen by a Primordial Core Realm expert, was ranked below the Iron Soldier Pavilion. It was conceivable that the Tie Family had at least one Primordial Core Realm expert as well.

To a family like that, forget a mere Marquis like himself—they probably wouldn’t even need to excessively curry favor with a Prince.

Tie Tongtian scratched his head. "Actually, it’s because my family’s old master wants to see you. We had originally settled some business with the Underground Alliance and were planning to visit you at the Beichen Family estate. I just didn’t expect to run into you here, or for all this trouble to happen."

Hong Yu was taken aback. "Your family’s old master? Your father?"

Tie Tongtian shook his head. "My grandfather!"

"Your grandfather? But I’ve never met him before. Why would he want to see me? Besides, if he simply wanted to meet me, you didn’t have to be so polite, did you?"

Faced with Hong Yu’s almost blunt question, Tie Tongtian awkwardly rubbed his nose. "To be honest, I don’t know what the old master wants with you either. But he has this habit... any guest he wishes to invite must be treated with the highest etiquette. Otherwise, if he finds out later, the light punishment is facing a wall in meditation for three months. The heavy one is being banished to some remote place..."

Hong Yu nodded in understanding.

’No wonder this Tie Tongtian, the grand Young Master of the Tie Family who was known for looking down on everyone, would act so humbly in front of me.’

"This is the invitation the old master asked me to give to you, Marquis. In half a month, it will be his 180th birthday celebration. He hopes you can attend!" Tie Tongtian took out an invitation. It was inlaid with gold and jade, looking quite stately.

"Stop calling me Marquis all the time. Just call me Hong Yu."

Hong Yu waved his hand and accepted the invitation. "I’ll be there on time!"

"Alright then, I’ll call you Hong Yu from now on!"

Tie Tongtian breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. "Finally, the task the old master gave me is complete. Say, Hong Yu, it’s rare for me to have this much free time. If you’re not busy, how about we go have some fun?"

Seeing Tie Tongtian’s suggestive smile, Hong Yu shrugged and shook his head. "No thanks. I need to get back and focus on my cultivation!"

"In that case, I won’t disturb you! If you ever need help with anything in the future, just come find me at the Iron Soldier Pavilion!" Tie Tongtian said, patting his chest.

’Even though he’s a rich heir, this guy is a bit dense.’

’Before he acknowledged someone, they’d just get trampled all over by him.’

’But once you earned his approval, he’d treat you like a true friend, holding nothing back!’

’Clearly, Hong Yu’s magnanimity had earned his approval!’

Hong Yu smiled. "Alright, let’s meet up again next time!"

The two left the Underground Alliance together, riding in Tie Tongtian’s magnificent chariot all the way back to the Beichen Family estate, where they finally parted ways.

Hong Yu entered the residence.

He instructed the servants that he was going into seclusion and wouldn’t need to be attended to for food, clothing, or anything else. Then, he shut himself in his room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took out everything he had obtained that day.

Besides the medicinal ingredients for refining the Spirit Communication Pill, the only thing left was the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*!

He casually flipped through the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*. With his talent for photographic memory, Hong Yu memorized its contents almost instantly, taking in ten lines at a glance.

This *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique* wasn’t the least bit obscure. On the contrary, it felt exceptionally smooth to read.

It subtly created the illusion that as long as one cultivated it, they would succeed and advance by leaps and bounds.

A Martial Artist with an average or wavering mind would definitely be deceived by this illusion and blindly begin to cultivate the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*.

Fortunately, Hong Yu’s mind was firm and his temperament was resilient, allowing him to easily resist the temptation of this illusion.

’I’ll test it with Shadow Martial first!’

Hong Yu slowly closed his eyes.

Within his mind, a pitch-black space gradually brightened, and a shadowy figure appeared in the center.

’Primordial Gang Fighting Technique!’

The shadow sat cross-legged on the ground.

Its hands formed the seals according to the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique’s* spell and began to cultivate. The technique’s operation method and pathways manifested as a turquoise light, appearing with extreme clarity on the shadow’s body and forming a series of distinct, visible routes.

The speed of the circulation was incredibly fast, even connecting to the body’s Eight Extraordinary Meridians and many other obscure meridians.

With ordinary cultivation techniques, these meridians could not be connected to or fully utilized.

But now...

Under the influence of the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique’s* spell and operational pathways, these previously unusable meridians were being smoothly developed and were growing stronger and stronger.

To use an analogy, it was like filling a large vat with water.

An ordinary cultivation technique would be like filling it through a single channel, whereas the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique* was like filling it through several, or even dozens, of channels simultaneously.

Who was faster, who was slower, who was stronger, who was weaker—the difference was immediately obvious!

Just as one full circulation was about to complete, and the Elemental Power throughout its body had made some progress, the shadow suddenly trembled as it was about to begin the second circulation.

Then, with the Dantian as the core, a layer of chaotic light flared into existence.

With a BANG, the shadow shattered.

Hong Yu’s face paled slightly as he was forced out of his meditative state. His gaze flickered uncertainly. ’Did my body really explode? What on earth is wrong with this *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*? Why would such a stable cultivation process lead to death by bodily explosion?’ Thinking of the gruesome sight of the shadow exploding, he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

He was secretly glad he hadn’t cultivated it blindly.

Otherwise, the one who exploded would have been him!

’Strange, what exactly is wrong with it?’ Hong Yu wondered, puzzled.

After thinking it over and over, Hong Yu found that he really couldn’t figure out the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*. He had no choice but to compromise and ask Little One.

Little One gave a sly grin. "Weren’t you just simulating it with your Shadow Martial?"

"Stop being so smug. Just tell me, how much are you planning to extort from me this time?" Hong Yu sniffed.

Little One took a deep drag from his smoking pipe, his eyes half-closed, looking every bit the crafty merchant. "This Seat has roamed across millennia, known for prioritizing honor and being fair to young and old alike. How can you say I’m extorting you?"

"Anymore nonsense and I’d rather just switch to a different cultivation technique."

"No, no, no!"

Little One said hurriedly, "How about this: when you’ve finished refining the Spirit Communication Pills, give me one!"

"What do you need a Spirit Communication Pill for?" Hong Yu asked, surprised.

Little One dodged the question. "Don’t you worry about that. Just tell me, will you give it to me or not?"

"Fine. I’ll give you one when it’s refined! Now can you tell me how to cultivate the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*?" Hong Yu asked.

Little One said, "Actually, the most important part of cultivating the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique* is to comprehend the ’Primordial’ part of its name. It implies a mixture, a blend. Think about it: why is it named that, and not something like ’Returning Origin’ or ’Celestial Origin’?"

"Are you saying that to cultivate the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*, one must possess multiple different attributes of Elemental Power to fuse together?"

Hong Yu mulled it over, then shook his head and muttered, "That’s not right! Unless someone is like me and has consumed a Heaven and Earth Spirit Fruit that changes their constitution, a person’s attribute is fixed. How could they possibly generate multiple types of Elemental Power?"

Little One pursed his lips disdainfully. "If you can’t produce multiple attributes of Elemental Power yourself, can’t you borrow them from the outside world?"

Hong Yu’s eyes lit up. "You mean Elemental Ores?"

"Some Martial Artists do use Elemental Ores to cultivate, but the Elemental Power within them is too chaotic, so the practice was gradually abandoned. What they don’t know is that the different types of Elemental Power within the ores can actually offset each other!"

Little One continued, "Different Elemental Ores have different attributes, like Flame Stones, Clear Water Stones, and so on. The cultivation of the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique* involves absorbing the Elemental Power from ores of different attributes and then fusing them. This not only increases your cultivation speed but, more importantly, allows your singular Elemental Power to transform into Primordial Gang!"

Primordial Gang. This was a power that could only be initially wielded after reaching the Primordial Core Realm.

A power that stood above Elemental Power.

Moreover, the Primordial Gang’s Power was the most perfectly suited force for activating True Martial Arts Intent.

The might unleashed by a True Martial Arts Intent activated with the Primordial Gang’s Power could be several, or even dozens of times greater than when activated with Elemental Power!

Hong Yu had already comprehended the True Martial Intent Shocking Technique. If he also possessed Primordial Gang, he would be able to sweep away all opponents below the Primordial Core Realm!

’I happened to get a batch of Elemental Ores when I plundered the Luo Family Treasure Vault. They’re perfect for cultivation!’

To think was to act.

This was the decisive Hong Yu!

He grasped an Elemental Ore in each hand—this time, he was absorbing Clear Water Stones. After he began to operate the *Primordial Gang Fighting Technique*, he indeed started to draw the power from within the ores, mixing it into his body.

However...

He had only completed one circulation before the Elemental Ores in his hands were completely depleted.

’Again!’

Hong Yu continued to immerse himself in his frantic cultivation.

The days passed, one after another...

In the blink of an eye, fifteen days had passed. During this time, Hong Yu had not taken a single step out of his room.

The people of the Beichen Family noticed that during these fifteen days, at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, a beautiful and coolly elegant figure would always appear, holding a container of warm food, standing and waiting at his door.

She neither knocked nor made a sound, simply standing quietly by the door, waiting.

If time passed and the master of the room did not emerge, she would place the food at the doorstep, only to replace it with the next meal when she returned.

This repeated over and over.

Every day, her figure would appear in Hong Yu’s courtyard. Separated by only a door, the person inside was completely unaware of the fair lady waiting for him outside.

But she was never a moment late, nor did she ever waver.

Day after day, she was always on time, bringing delicious, home-cooked food.

On this day, the young woman arrived in Hong Yu’s courtyard with lunch, just as she always did, and waited serenely for a full hour.

Seeing no sign of the door opening, the young woman let out a soft sigh and carefully set down the lunch.

Just as she was about to turn and leave, the sound of a doorframe scraping came from behind her, followed by a gentle voice...

"Would you like to eat with me?"