The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 645 - 293 Innate Martial Techniques_2

Chapter 645: Chapter 293 Innate Martial Techniques_2

On the phone, Kuang Huan’s voice was tinged with nervousness and joy.

Yesterday, he and Qi Yuan were attacked by a sniper.

Upon learning that it was the Black Crystal Earl behind it, his only thought was to take Qi Yuan and leave, to avoid this turmoil.

But who could have imagined... that the Black Crystal Earl, Zhao Renji, would drop dead on the spot that very day.

If you say that wasn’t thanks to Qi Yuan, Kuang Huan wouldn’t believe it.

It also made Kuang Huan realize that Qi Yuan was a true Cultivator, capable of killing people invisibly.

No matter how many bodyguards surrounded Black Crystal Earl Zhao Renji, he was still killed by Qi Yuan.

"Who is he? I don’t know him." Qi Yuan had never heard of this name before.

"He’s Zhao Renji’s brother, and now the... head of the Zhao Family."

After Zhao Renji’s death, power had shifted.

Zhao Shiqi was no fool; with his own convictions and beliefs, he naturally wouldn’t let the power of the Zhao Family slip into others’ hands.

In just one day, he had taken full control of the Zhao Family.

"Oh, that guy, can’t be bothered to meet him. The people I wanted to kill are already dead, why see him?

Unless he wants to avenge his brother?

Tell him I have a mental illness certificate, I’m not afraid of him," Qi Yuan replied.

Hearing this, Kuang Huan felt both surprised and delighted.

Indeed, Zhao Renji had been killed by Qi Yuan.

Luckily, he hadn’t regretted spending that billion, biting off more than he could chew.

If Qi Yuan could easily kill Zhao Renji, killing him would be equally effortless.

"Mr. Qi’s words, I will faithfully relay to Zhao Shiqi.

By the way, Mr. Qi, I’m afraid Zhao Shiqi doesn’t know yet... that you killed Zhao Renji, should I... conceal something?" Kuang Huan paused mid-conversation.

"Why should I hide it? Besides, I have a mental illness certificate, what’s there to fear?"

Qi Yuan spoke casually.

Without parents or children, and with a mental illness certificate, Qi Yuan was indeed an invincible figure in today’s world.

"Okay," Kuang Huan affirmed with a sound on the phone.

Qi Yuan hung up and continued his path of Immortal Cultivation.

In the time that followed, Qi Yuan cultivated according to his schedule.

By day, he would practice at the Martial Arts Academy, and at night, he would return home to concoct medicinal materials for Immortal Cultivation.

Life was tranquil, like a still ancient well.

If there were any changes, it was that he had gained a personal driver, Wu Qi.

And, during one of Wu Qi’s trips driving him home, the others at the academy took notice.

In Tianyue City, Wu Qi was a somewhat famous celebrity.

This matter stirred up some commotion in the academy.

Everyone was saying that Qi Yuan was dating the great celebrity Wu Qi.

Wang Shiqiao looked at Qi Yuan differently and directly addressed him with a strange look, "No wonder, you’re in a relationship with a big star."

Within the circle of the Mingwu Martial Academy, apart from people of Xu Tiehua’s standing, none of the rich second-generation kids had the right to look down on Wu Qi.

Wu Qi’s daily commuting service for Qi Yuan genuinely astonished everyone at the academy.

Especially Wang Shiqiao, who had learned from her best friend Xing Yu that Qi Yuan came from an ordinary background.

Xing Yu’s perspective on Qi Yuan also changed.

She believed Qi Yuan was someone on the same path as her.

She inexplicably began to feel a deeper affinity towards Qi Yuan.

In the evening, as Qi Yuan stepped out of Wu Qi’s car once more and entered the community, the lighting around was dim, tinged with an orange hue, casting an especially warm glow.

In an open area, there was a burly man practicing his punches.

His fists were mighty and ferociously sharp.

Qi Yuan even thought that compared to this burly man, Xu Tiehua, the top figure at the Mingwu Martial Academy, was inferior.

"Brother Yang, still practicing martial arts?"

Qi Yuan walked straight over.

The burly man was named Yang Shan.

He had moved in next to Qi Yuan a week ago and could be considered Qi Yuan’s neighbor.

Yang Shan was in his thirties with a burly build and an air of a soldier about him.

However, he had been injured and discharged early.

Because he also practiced martial arts, and so did Qi Yuan, the two had become acquainted.

After all, in the realm of Martial Arts, Yang Shan had traveled much further.

Qi Yuan would occasionally consult Yang Shan on certain issues.

"You’re back? Hmm, had another breakthrough?" Yang Shan glanced at Qi Yuan, a gleam of sharpness in his eyes.

"Yeah," Qi Yuan nodded.

"Your talent... is terrifying," Yang Shan said with an enigmatic expression.

"Just average, the third best in the world," Qi Yuan was anything but modest.

"You probably want to ask how to break through and become a Martial Artist," Yang Shan said, his face growing serious.

"Yeah."

By now, Qi Yuan had cultivated the "Bright Martial Resonance Fist" to its sixth level.

He was only a step away from breaking through to the seventh level.

To break through to the seventh level meant he could obtain his Martial Artist Certificate.

Qi Yuan actually had many doubts about breaking through to the seventh level.

"To become a Martial Artist, you need to form your own Innate Martial Techniques!

Innate Martial Techniques exceed the limits of the human body and can unleash terrifying energy.

Legend has it that in ancient times, when Martial Artists reached a certain realm of strength, they could even form their own Innate Kill Moves, cutting rivers with a single gesture!

Of course, those experts, after researching and discussing, all say these are unsubstantiated tales; that Innate Martial Techniques can’t advance into Innate Kill Moves."

As Yang Shan spoke, a trace of disappointment flickered in his eyes.

He wasn’t just a retired soldier; he was also a Peak Martial Artist.

On the path of being a Martial Artist, he had almost reached the limit.

Even so, when it came to those who took advanced Gene Potion, he could no longer surpass them.

After being injured, he chose to return to his hometown, which was the Military Security Community.

"Talking about Innate Kill Moves to you now might seem like telling a myth—it’s a far-fetched topic.