A week quietly passed.
Su Yuxuan's life settled into a steady rhythm.
Every morning before sunrise, he would head to the hillside behind Holy Spirit Village.
He cultivated among the endless sea of Blue Silver Grass until the sun climbed high into the sky.
Afterward, he devoted roughly a quarter of the day to physical training.
Running through the village paths.
Swimming across the river.
Practicing balance on tree stumps.
Strengthening every part of his growing body.
The remaining hours were spent reading, meditating, and studying the notes left behind by his family.
His days were simple.
Yet every day, he became just a little stronger than the one before.
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One afternoon, while returning from the river, Yuxuan happened to pass the village blacksmith's workshop.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The rhythmic sound of hammer striking metal echoed from inside.
Yuxuan slowed his steps.
He didn't need to look.
He already knew who was inside.
Tang San.
In the original timeline, after awakening his martial soul, Tang San spent the months before Nuoding Academy learning advanced forging techniques from Tang Hao.
Not merely ordinary blacksmithing.
But the inheritance of the Clear Sky Clan.
The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.
A technique that accumulated force through consecutive hammer swings.
Beginning from the legs passing through the waist then the shoulders.
Finally exploding through the arms.
Each strike borrowed momentum from the previous one.
One strike.
Then another.
Until all eighty-one strikes became one continuous flow.
When paired with the Clear Sky Hammer, the technique could even produce astonishing gravitational pressure.
It was one of the signature techniques of the world's strongest tool martial soul.
Yuxuan continued walking without stopping.
"An incredible technique" He admitted inwardly, Its applications extended far beyond forging.
Body coordination.
Power transmission.
Endurance.
Control.
Everything improved through constant practice.
No wonder the Clear Sky Clan had once stood at the peak of the continent.
Still.
Yuxuan didn't feel particularly envious.
Well.
Perhaps only a little.
He laughed at himself.
"Who wouldn't want such a technique?"
Unfortunately, It wasn't something he could simply ask Tang San to teach him.
Even if Tang San wanted to Tang Hao never would.
Clan inheritances weren't shared so casually.
That was common sense.
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Back at home, Yuxuan picked up the simple wooden bow left behind by his grandfather.
He drew the string slowly before releasing it.
Thrum.
The string vibrated softly.
Unlike Tang San, He had no inherited combat techniques.
His grandparents had left behind hunting experience and cultivation insights.
But no profound martial skills.
That was perfectly normal.
Most common soul masters relied on experience rather than secret arts.
Yuxuan looked at the bow in his hands.
"I don't have the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique."
"I don't have the Mysterious Heaven Skill."
"I don't have Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track."
He smiled.
"So what?"
His previous life had given him something equally valuable.
Imagination.
He had read countless fantasy novels.
Cultivation novels.
Martial arts stories.
Magic stories.
Even books discussing biomechanics and athletic movement.
Individually, Most of those ideas were incomplete.
Many wouldn't work in reality.
But.
Some principles were universal.
"The body generates power from the ground."
"The waist transfers it."
"The limbs release it."
Wasn't that exactly how modern athletes threw punches?
How archers stabilized their shots?
How martial artists generated explosive force?
Yuxuan lowered the bow.
"I don't need to copy someone else's path."
"I can learn from their principles."
The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique wasn't valuable simply because it belonged to the Clear Sky Clan.
It was valuable because it efficiently used the body's mechanics.
If he understood those mechanics.
Perhaps someday he could create techniques suited specifically to himself.
Techniques for the bow.
For Blue Silver Grass.
Perhaps even for the Spirit Pearl.
Yuxuan looked toward the distant horizon.
"I have time."
"I'm only six."
"No one creates a perfect technique overnight."
Even Tang San's abilities were accumulated over years of relentless practice.
Why should he expect to accomplish the impossible in a single day?
His path wouldn't be identical to Tang San's.
Nor should it be.
One followed the inheritance of the Tang Sect.
The other would build his own foundation, one brick at a time.
Yuxuan smiled as he slung the wooden bow over his shoulder.
"Borrow the strengths of others."
"Understand their principles."
"Then create something that truly belongs to me."
That was the path Su Yuxuan intended to walk.
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