"Qingfeng Swordsmanship, Seven-Star Step, Sunflower Nine Needles... I've cultivated them all to the Perfection Realm."
Inside the library, Qin Yang opened his eyes from his feigned sleep, a faint smile on his face.
Three days had passed since he broke through to the Innate Realm.
In just three days, Qin Yang had used the Enlightenment Space to cultivate the three Martial Arts he knew all the way to the Perfection Realm.
The realms of Martial Arts cultivation are divided into Entry Level, Minor Success, Great Success, and Perfection.
Qin Yang had essentially cultivated these three Martial Arts to their highest realm.
'It's just a shame that the first floor is all Basic Martial Arts.'
Basic Martial Arts are also known as Postnatal Martial Arts.
Above them are Innate Martial Arts and Grandmaster's Secret Martial Arts.
Qin Yang had already reached the Innate Realm, yet he hadn't cultivated a single Innate Martial Art.
If he were to fight against other Innate Realm experts, Qin Yang would surely be at a disadvantage.
As the largest library in all of Jianghai City, the Jiangdao Martial Arts Library definitely had Innate Martial Arts on its upper floors.
But with Qin Yang's current status, he wasn't qualified to go up there unless he revealed his Innate Cultivation.
'Wait a minute…'
'I have the Enlightenment Space. Could I try to create my own Innate Martial Arts?'
Qin Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.
So-called Innate Martial Arts and Grandmaster's Secret Martial Arts were also created by Martial Arts masters.
'If other people could do it, why couldn't he, with his Enlightenment Space?'
However, Martial Arts masters generally possessed an extremely rich foundation in Martial Arts.
Qin Yang currently only knew three Martial Arts, which didn't seem to be enough.
'If my foundation isn't deep enough, I'll just keep learning...'
On this point, Qin Yang was very confident.
The library had enough Basic Martial Arts to raise his foundation to an extremely high level.
'I'll set a small goal first: create my own Innate Swordsmanship!'
Qin Yang considered himself a dedicated person.
Even after breaking through to the Innate Realm, he still loved Swordsmanship.
Afterward, Qin Yang got up and began selecting Swordsmanship manuals from the bookshelf.
"Lingxi Swordsmanship."
Qin Yang picked up a manual and began flipping through it quickly.
After breaking through to the Innate Realm, Qin Yang's Soul Power had increased dramatically. Coupled with the Enlightenment Space, he could now memorize anything he saw instantly.
He only needed to flip through a manual once to commit its entire contents to memory.
"Hey, you're not sleeping anymore, kid? Back to reading again?"
Just as Qin Yang was engrossed in his book, Xia He appeared behind him.
For the past few days, Qin Yang's consciousness had been immersed in the Enlightenment Space, comprehending Martial Arts.
Xia He had seen Qin Yang dozing off every day, just like himself, and felt a sense of relief.
'The kid's finally seen the light.'
'That's more like it. Everyone's taking it easy, and here you are grinding away.'
'It's just so out of line.'
But now, seeing Qin Yang reading again, Xia He felt a pang of displeasure.
'You're secretly starting to grind again, aren't you?'
'What's so good about these stupid books?'
'We're all failures. Isn't it better to just lie back and accept it?'
Qin Yang had no time for Xia He's thoughts.
After memorizing the contents of Lingxi Swordsmanship, he returned to his seat, closed his eyes, and immersed his mind in the Enlightenment Space.
"Right, just like that. Just go to sleep and be done with it."
Seeing Qin Yang being so receptive, Xia He nodded in satisfaction.
He then returned to Area 2 and peacefully went back to his own nap.
In Qin Yang's view, the simplest way to create a new Martial Art was to improve upon existing Basic Martial Arts—refining them, removing their flaws, and fusing their essences to ultimately obtain an exquisite Innate Martial Art.
Under the effect of the Enlightenment Space, Qin Yang's Comprehension reached a heaven-defying level.
As the contents of Lingxi Swordsmanship appeared in his mind, all sorts of insights about the swordsmanship bloomed in his mind as if by divine inspiration.
He greedily absorbed these insights, and his proficiency in Lingxi Swordsmanship rose rapidly.
Entry Level.
Minor Success.
Great Success.
Perfection!
In just one day, Qin Yang had cultivated Lingxi Swordsmanship all the way to the Perfection Realm.
However, this alone was not enough to help Qin Yang create his own Innate Martial Art.
Qin Yang's idea was that if he was going to create a Swordsmanship technique, he should create one with astonishing power.
He planned to learn nearly all the Swordsmanship techniques on the first floor of the library before making his attempt, ensuring he was fully prepared.
And so, in the days that followed, Qin Yang behaved just as Xia He had hoped.
He spent every day in the library dozing off, but in reality, he was comprehending various Swordsmanship techniques in his mind.
Qin Yang not only learned all the Swordsmanship techniques in Area 1 and Area 2, but he also found excuses to visit the other areas and memorize all of their Swordsmanship manuals.
In just half a month, Qin Yang had learned over a dozen types of Basic Swordsmanship and cultivated all of them to the Perfection Realm.
Now, with an extremely profound foundation in the Sword Dao in his mind, he could be called a Sword Dao Master.
「Late at night, in the outskirts of Jianghai City.」
"It's about time."
Having learned so many types of Basic Swordsmanship, Qin Yang finally stopped.
Next, what he had to do was leverage the Heaven-defying Comprehension provided by the Enlightenment Space.
He would take the dozen or so Swordsmanship techniques in his mind, remove their flaws, and extract their essence.
And finally, fuse them into a single, powerful Innate Swordsmanship technique.
Creating an Innate Martial Art would inevitably cause a phenomenon.
For this reason, he had come to the outskirts specifically, not wanting to be disturbed.
Gazing at the quiet night scenery around him, Qin Yang closed his eyes. The dozen or so Swordsmanship techniques flashed through his mind one by one.
Qin Yang's brain operated at high speed, like a sophisticated machine.
As Qin Yang continued his comprehension, a faint light emerged from his body, attracting many mosquitoes.
But when these mosquitoes came within ten meters of Qin Yang, they were suddenly struck by a powerful force, turning to dust and vanishing into the air.
If a martial expert were present, they would be able to clearly sense an invisible sword aura enveloping Qin Yang's body, like a domain of Sword Qi.
The crisp HUM of a sword ring could almost be heard in the air.
Just like that, Qin Yang stood motionless on the spot.
He remained that way until just before dawn, when he suddenly snapped his eyes open, a glint of sword light flashing within them.
"I finally succeeded!"
With a thought, the True Essence in Qin Yang's body surged, and a blade formed from condensed Sword Qi appeared in his palm.
As Qin Yang continuously infused it with True Essence, the Sword Qi blade grew longer, rapidly transforming into a ten-meter-long beam of sword light.
Feeling the sharp Sword Qi within the beam of light, Qin Yang's face lit up with excitement as he looked at a mountain peak before him.
"I'll call this move... One Sword Opens the Celestial Gate!"
The moment Qin Yang's voice fell, the Sword Qi blade in his hand shot out. In the air, it transformed into a hundred-meter-long torrent of Sword Qi and slashed directly toward the mountain peak.