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Chen Ping'an's eyes abruptly sprang open, and he immediately almost swore out loud.
It was already very late at night, and he had slept a little too soundly.
Furthermore, he was in an excruciating amount of pain. Not just any amount of pain would be enough to strike him with the urge to swear out loud.
The blood all over his body had already dried long ago and combined as one with the dirt in the crater, and even the slightest movement was sure to result in immense agony.
However, he still forced himself to take a deep breath before sitting up after taking a moment to assess his own physical condition.
He didn't understand why the old man that had confronted him hadn't killed him.
Could it be that the old man had simply been annoyed by the sight of his walking meditation, so he had beaten him up just to teach him a lesson?
A voice rang out from the top of the crater.
"Finally awake, are you?"
Chen Ping'an slowly rose to his feet, and he didn't even bother to adopt a fist stance, but his fist intent had become even purer and more withdrawn than prior to his ordeal.
The old martial artist from before was standing on the edge of the crater.
The old man was none other than Wu Fengjia, the old steward who had served at the Sweeping Village for many years. Setting aside Li Er, who had come out of nowhere, his true identity was that of one of the Northern Complete Reed Continent's three tenth tier martial artists, Gu You of the Great Seal Script Empire.
Within the Great Seal Script Empire and all of its neighboring nations, there existed only a single immortal sect in the form of the Golden Scale Palace. Even then, the Golden Scale Palace was considered to be a trash immortal sect that had only survived to this point thanks to the good graces of others, and the reason for this was because Gu You had once destroyed all of the immortal sects within those nations with his own two fists, banishing almost all immortals from the region.
Gu You had once made the bold declaration that all supposed immortals were to be cast out of his territory, and he had certainly put his money where his mouth was.
"You've got some decent fist intent," Gu You remarked with a smile. "You had to have performed over a million repetitions of the six-step walking meditation up to this point, right?"
"Close to 1.6 million," Chen Ping'an confirmed with a nod.
"I presume that you came from an impoverished household, and you obtained a fist technique manual as a child, one that you cherished as a treasure, and you've been practicing the enclosed fist techniques ever since, is that correct?" Gu You asked.
The reason for this assumption was that no one from a privileged clan would pursue the Mountain Shaking Fist, so this young man definitely had to have come from an underprivileged background.
Chen Ping'an shook his head as he replied, "I only started practicing fist techniques at around fourteen years of age."
Gu You appeared rather pleased to hear this.
"Practicing the fist techniques is not a difficult task. Anyone with a bit of willpower can do that a million times, but what's...
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