After a warm and lively celebration dinner, Lin Yuan returned to his ridiculously huge bedroom, feeling completely satisfied.
Lin Xueyao and Lin Ke’er were still immersed in the shock of his championship win, chattering excitedly and planning an even grander celebration party for him tomorrow.
Lin Yuan had zero interest in that.
A party?
With that time, he would rather lie down a bit longer and squeeze more benefits out of the Lying Flat System.
He locked his door, and with a thought, directly entered the private Training Room attached to his bedroom, an area nearly the size of a football field.
“Kunpeng Free Steps…”
Lin Yuan closed his eyes.
Information about this god-tier movement technique instantly surfaced in his mind, branding itself into his soul like an imprint and turning into an instinct he was born with.
He casually took one step forward.
There was no earth-shaking momentum, not even a ripple in the air.
But in the next second, something strange happened—
More than a hundred vivid afterimages remained where he stood, as if over a hundred Lin Yuans were standing there at once, their auras indistinguishable.
Meanwhile, his true body had silently appeared at the edge of the Training Room over 1,000 meters away!
“Hmm?” Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and lightly tapped his foot.
This time, his figure instantly turned into a streak of light. He did not move in a straight line, but traced countless twisted arcs through the air.
At times, he was like a Kunpeng striking the sea, stirring invisible waves of air and crossing several thousand meters in an instant.
At other times, he moved like a swimming fish, weaving between dense stone pillars, changing directions freely. His speed was so fast that even space rippled faintly, leaving behind continuous sonic booms as the air tore apart.
In just a single breath, he had already traversed the football-field-sized Training Room dozens of times!
Before the afterimages dispersed, his true body appeared in a new location, as if space itself had lost all restraint over him, and distance under his feet had become a joke.
“Interesting…”
Lin Yuan stopped and felt the power within him that seemed capable of tearing apart heaven and earth. A playful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
He could clearly sense that the true might of this movement technique went far beyond this.
If he went all out, turning into billions of afterimages to cover the sky and crossing tens of thousands of kilometers in an instant would not be fantasy!
Unfortunately, his current realm was still shallow, allowing him to use only a fraction of its power.
But even this “fraction” was already enough to make every movement technique in the world look ridiculous before him.
One step, 1,000 meters. Countless afterimages.
How was this a footwork technique?
This was clearly supreme divine power that controlled space itself!
Where the heart desired, the body arrived!
“No wonder it’s a Heaven-tier Top-Grade Technique!”
Lin Yuan stopped, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
Ordinary people would treat even a Yellow-tier Cultivation Technique like a family heirloom.
Yet his system casually handed out Heaven-tier Top-Grade Techniques!
This treatment!
Absolutely outrageous!
Getting stronger while lying down and receiving divine techniques nonstop—he wouldn’t trade this life even for becoming a god.
…
It was the same late night.
Some were joyful, while others suffered.
Inside a high-level Training Room at the Capital Martial Arts Academy of the Celestial Dragon Nation.
Li Xuan’er’s face turned deathly pale as she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her aura instantly weakening.
Two dried bloodstains already marked the floor before her.
The third time!
This was already her third failed attempt to break through to the 4th stage Bone Refining Realm!
Each failure caused Spiritual Power backlash that injured her Meridians, requiring several days of recovery.
She opened her eyes unwillingly.
Looking at the few spirit plants she had exchanged from the academy—only average in quality—a deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.
Not enough!
Resources were far from enough!
In her mind, a place uncontrollably surfaced—the treasure vault of the Lin Family Estate.
A place she once entered freely.
There, heavenly materials and earthly treasures piled up like mountains.
Millennium spirit herbs released intoxicating fragrances, and rare pills were casually placed on shelves like cheap candy.
Back then, as long as she spoke, no matter how precious the item, Lin Yuan would deliver it to her without hesitation.
She had once thought it was only natural.
But now?
After losing this biggest “ATM,” she finally understood how difficult cultivation truly was.
Without resources, even geniuses struggled to move forward!
A faint trace of regret, like the seed of poisonous grass, quietly sprouted in her heart.
If only…
If only she had treated him better back then…
…
Elsewhere.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in a shabby hotel room.
The injuries from being crushed by Lin Yuan during the Academy Tournament had mostly healed after several days of rest.
But the wounds in his heart only grew worse.
Lin Yuan’s indifferent gaze, and that sentence, “You’re not even qualified to make me act,” were like poisonous thorns deeply embedded in his soul, tormenting him day and night. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
“Lin Yuan!”
He slammed his fist into the floor. A shallow fist mark appeared on the hard surface, his eyes filled with unwillingness and murderous madness.
He couldn’t keep waiting like this!
Cultivating step by step would never let him catch up to that monster!
If he wanted revenge, if he wanted to step on that bastard, he had to walk an unconventional path!
Fortune is found in danger!
Ye Xuan’s gaze hardened.
He dragged out a black package from under the bed, checked the weapons and healing medicine inside, then put on his hood and silently merged into the night.
His target—
Yanjing’s largest underground black market.
He was going there to take on the most dangerous but highest-paying hunting missions!
Using blood and life to exchange for the capital to grow stronger!
…
Early the next morning.
When the first ray of sunlight passed through the luxurious floor-to-ceiling window and landed on Lin Yuan’s face, he was curled up on a soft exotic-beast leather bed worth millions of yuan, sleeping so deeply that drool was almost flowing.
At that moment, a cold mechanical voice sounded on time in his mind.
[Ding! Host detected to have successfully lain flat for one day, fully practicing the core philosophy of lying flat. Distributing system reward…]
[Congratulations, host. You have obtained the Heaven-tier Top-Grade Technique—Azure Abyss Sword Intent!]
“Mm…”
Lin Yuan was awakened by the sudden sound and frowned slightly in annoyance.
But once he clearly heard the reward, that bit of irritation vanished instantly.
In its place came overwhelming joy!
Again?
Another Heaven-tier Top-Grade Technique?
And this time, it was swordsmanship?
Lin Yuan felt a massive, razor-sharp comprehension of sword dao surge into his soul.
It was as if, in an instant, he had practiced the sword for billions of years and become an unrivaled Sword God standing at the peak of sword dao!
“So good!”
Lin Yuan comfortably rolled over on the bed.
Others were fighting to the death for scraps of resources, unable to sleep all night.
And him?
He just slept every day, basked in the sun, and divine techniques automatically delivered themselves to his doorstep.
This feeling was simply unbelievably satisfying!