Chapter 692: Martial Dao Advancement, Grand Banquet

In the center of the Training Room.

Yang Jing focused his mind and immediately sank into a low stance. He began to practice his primary True Skill, the Mountain-Breaking Seal.

The next moment, his figure began to move slowly. At first, he was simply gathering power with steady movements. But as his Inner Qi surged, his actions grew faster and faster until only a series of blurry afterimages remained.

Wherever his fists passed, the force was fierce and unparalleled. The air itself was pummeled, creating a howling wind from his strikes. Dull sonic booms echoed softly within the Training Room, but they were firmly contained by the Array, not a single sound escaping.

He raised his hand, executing the Mountain-Toppling Stance. The intent behind his fist was as heavy as a mountain, seeming capable of shaking peaks as he struck. When he switched to a palm, it was the Stone-Splitting Stance. His finger-strength was sharp, his Inner Qi condensed but held back, concealing the power to shatter armor in a single blow.

He spun into a side kick, the wind from his leg sweeping out to create a visible ripple of air. Every single move was refined to its absolute peak, with no wasted motion.

The Mountain-Breaking Seal was a True Skill known for its ferocity, dominance, and explosive power. In terms of offensive might, it was a Mid-grade True Skill that could rival a Top-grade True Skill—a testament to its raw, unyielding force!

Supported by Yang Jing’s current Qi Absorption Realm Cultivation, its power surged dramatically. As fist-shadows crisscrossed the air, the entire Training Room seemed to be enveloped in a fierce aura.

Even though he had recently focused much of his energy on cultivating the Indestructible True Skill, Yang Jing had never slacked off on his primary True Skill. He polished it day and night. Now, with the boost from the Grade-A Training Room, he was like a fish in water.

He practiced the Mountain-Breaking Seal over and over again, completely immersing himself in it. His Inner Qi coursed wildly along the paths dictated by the Cultivation Technique.

Yang Jing could clearly feel the astonishing speed at which his Inner Qi was circulating—it was nearly twice as fast as in the Grade-B Training Room. The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and the medicinal potency of the Exotic Beast Musk poured into his body like a whale drawing in water. It was instantly converted into pure Inner Qi, which in turn nourished the True Skill.

With every punch thrown and every cycle of his qi, he could clearly sense himself improving at a visible rate.

His punches grew heavier, his Inner Qi purer, his movements more fluid, and his comprehension of its intent more profound. His rate of progress far surpassed any other time in his life.

An hour passed in a flash. Yang Jing completed the final closing stance and slowly came to a stop. The turbulent air around him gradually settled, and his face showed a mix of exhilaration and a feeling of wanting more.

‘If this were my own private Grade-A Training Room, I wouldn’t mind practicing the Mountain-Breaking Seal for another hour or two until I was completely exhausted.’

But this was, after all, his master’s private cultivation ground. As a disciple, it was inappropriate for him to stay here all day and night; he needed to know his place.

Yang Jing slowly calmed his breathing. He looked inward, sensing the progress he had made with the Mountain-Breaking Seal. His mastery had advanced another step. He then composed himself, regulated his breathing for a moment, and prepared to start cultivating the Indestructible True Skill.

He was also eager to see just how much the cultivation efficiency of this Top-grade body-tempering True Skill would increase with the help of the Grade-A Training Room.

After a few moments of regulating his breath, Yang Jing’s aura stabilized. He immediately began to move again, starting his practice of the Indestructible True Skill.

His body slowly sank down. The first step was the Bear Squat. His spine arched like a bear’s—steady and heavy. His muscles tensed slowly, and his Inner Qi settled in his Dantian, as immovable as Mount Tai.

Immediately after, his body shot up, arms spreading wide in the Eagle Soar posture. His aura was sharp and expansive, a perfect, seamless blend of hard and soft.

Tiger Pounce, Ape Climb, Crane Stand, Snake Coiling, Turtle Breath, Dragon Soar… Dozens of specific movements unfolded in sequence. Yang Jing had practiced them countless times, and his actions were polished to perfection. Each posture precisely aligned with the principles of meridian circulation.

At times, he was like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, ferocious and explosive. At others, like a nimble ape climbing a branch, light and agile. Then, like a celestial crane standing alone, serene and distant. And then, like a profound turtle in hibernation, immeasurably heavy and solid.

The entire set of techniques was a cycle of motion and stillness, alternating between fast and slow. It fully embodied the three core essences: tempering the body, nurturing qi, and solidifying the spirit.

Bathed in the dense Primordial Qi and medicinal potency of the Grade-A Training Room, the pores of his physical body opened completely. The medicinal power and Primordial Qi surged in madly, washing through his meridians and refining his muscles and bones.

The circulation speed of the Indestructible True Skill reached its peak. Every inch of muscle and every meridian was being constantly strengthened. Insights into the Cultivation Technique flooded his mind like a spring, continuously being integrated and understood.

Half an hour later, Yang Jing slowly finished his closing stance, stopping his practice of the Indestructible True Skill.

He quietly closed his eyes, immersing himself in internal contemplation and carefully sensing the terrifying cultivation efficiency of the Grade-A Training Room.

In just over half an hour, his proficiency with the Indestructible True Skill had improved significantly. Both his physical strength and the density of his Inner Qi had advanced.

A rough calculation showed that the results from just over half an hour of cultivation in the Grade-A Training Room were almost equivalent to half a day of hard training in a Grade-B room. The massive difference left him amazed.

Yang Jing delayed no longer. He immediately walked to the corner of the room and picked up the porcelain vial containing ten drops of Yunqiao Jade Marrow.

He applied a bit of force with his fingertips and gently pulled out the stopper. A stream of pure, refreshing Primordial Qi immediately overflowed from the vial’s mouth.

He tilted the vial slightly and slowly poured out a single drop of Yunqiao Jade Marrow. It was lustrous as jade and glittered with a translucent light. He sent it directly into his mouth.

The Yunqiao Jade Marrow melted the moment it entered his mouth, instantly transforming into a gentle yet immense wave of pure Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi that flowed down his throat and straight into his Dantian.

It then spread out like a spring rain, slowly traveling through his limbs, bones, meridians, and acupoints, nourishing every part of his cultivation foundation.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yang Jing immediately calmed his mind, settled his qi, and began circulating the Indestructible True Skill once more. His body started to move slowly again, following the paths of the Cultivation Technique.

As he practiced the moves one by one, the pure Primordial Qi transformed from the Yunqiao Jade Marrow was furiously drawn in.