After winning the championship, Lin Yuan’s days became so carefree that even a god would shake their head in envy.
He was perfectly fulfilling the agreement he made with his grandfather, pushing the meaning of “lying flat” to the absolute extreme.
Every day, he slept in until he naturally woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, maids would feed him top-tier Spirit Fruit.
After eating, he would bask in the sun on the lawn in the Rear Garden. If he got tired of sunbathing, he’d return to his big soft bed for another nap.
In the meantime, system rewards came in like clockwork.
[Ding! Host has successfully lain flat for three days. Contributing to the great salted-fish career. Reward: 1 Heaven-tier Low-Grade Pill – Nine-Turn Golden Pill!]
[Ding! Host has lain flat for five consecutive days. Focused and unwavering. Reward: Ancient Formation Fragment – “Zhou Tian Star Array: Incomplete Scroll!”]
[Ding! Host has lain flat for seven consecutive days. Achievement unlocked: ‘Master of Lying Flat.’ Primordial Sacred Body auto-circulation efficiency +1%!]
Boom!
That day, Lin Yuan was lying on a poolside lounge chair, sipping iced Spirit Fruit juice.
Inside his body, Spiritual Power had reached an unprecedented peak thanks to the auto-circulation of the Primordial Sacred Body!
In the next moment, it felt as if an invisible barrier silently shattered.
At the core of his dantian, a swirling vortex of chaotic Spiritual Power suddenly condensed and rapidly expanded, transforming into a vast “ocean.”
Qi Sea Realm!
The third major realm of martial cultivation—achieved!
A terrifying aura ten times stronger than Bone Refining Realm flickered briefly from his body, but the Primordial Sacred Body instantly and perfectly suppressed it, disturbing no one.
Feeling the surging sea of Spiritual Power within, Lin Yuan smacked his lips in satisfaction.
From the peak of 9th stage Bone Refining Realm, to opening the Qi Sea and stepping into the 1st stage Qi Sea Realm.
A regular genius, even with abundant resources, would need to go into closed-door training for several months—maybe even a year—to stabilize their realm.
But him? All he did was lie around for a few days, nap a bit, and the breakthrough happened naturally.
“Sigh, being invincible is just so lonely.”
Lin Yuan yawned and rolled over, continuing his grand career of lying flat.
…
Meanwhile…
The national university martial arts tournament’s preliminaries were in full swing.
Under Gu Ningxue’s leadership, the Capital Martial Arts Academy’s team faced their first formidable opponent—
Yanjing Martial Arts Academy.
“Haaah!”
On the arena, Gu Ningxue’s movements were graceful and swift.
Her longsword weaved brilliant sword flowers, forcing her opponent into retreat.
Her opponent was Yanjing Academy’s ace—a true genius at the 6th stage Bone Refining Realm, wielding Fiery Palm with brutal and domineering force. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Though Gu Ningxue had a higher cultivation, having advanced another level in the past month to 7th stage Bone Refining Realm, the battle was still far from easy.
Elsewhere, Ye Xuan was also locked in a fierce fight.
With only 2nd stage Bone Refining Realm cultivation, he was facing a 4th stage opponent.
Though he managed to gain the upper hand using experience and secret techniques, the Spiritual Power consumption was enormous.
Eventually, after a grueling battle, the Capital Martial Arts Academy narrowly won the match 3 to 2.
In the post-match resting room, the atmosphere was heavy.
“This won’t do. Our team’s weaknesses are too obvious.”
Gu Ningxue frowned deeply and cut straight to the heart of the issue, “We’re missing a decisive powerhouse. Against opponents like Yanjing Academy, I’m forced to handle their ace, leaving me unable to support the others. Ye Xuan can challenge above his level, but he’s got a serious problem with Spiritual Power endurance.”
No one spoke—they all knew she was right.
If every match was going to be this difficult, not only was the championship out of reach—they might not even make it to the finals.
At that moment, everyone’s mind involuntarily conjured up a lazy, carefree figure.
If only that man were here…
He probably wouldn’t even need to fight. Just standing on the stage might be enough to end the match.
“Yeah, if Lin Yuan were here, we wouldn’t be struggling like this.”
A team member sighed, his voice full of longing. “You saw it last time. When he fought Zhao Hao, it was like playing. One slap and that guy flew. Zhao Hao was a 6th stage Bone Refining Realm!”
Another member nodded repeatedly, “That’s not all. I heard during the entrance test, he shattered the highest-grade strength-testing pillar with a single punch. Even the instructors were stunned. If he joined the school team, not just Yanjing’s ace—even stronger opponents wouldn’t be a problem.”
“Sigh, what a shame…” someone muttered, “He probably looks down on this kind of tournament. With that kind of strength, I bet he finds it meaningless.”
Their words were filled with awe for Lin Yuan’s power.
That kind of “If he’s here, we’re safe” certainty pierced Ye Xuan like needles.
Inside his sleeve, his fists clenched, knuckles whitening.
Why?
Why were they still going on about him?
He had just risked draining all his Spiritual Power to barely secure a victory!
Was his effort that worthless in their eyes?
Ye Xuan was boiling with jealousy and frustration.
Lin Yuan?
Just a coward hiding in his estate enjoying life!
Short-sighted fools!
Just wait!
One day, he’d make everyone see.
Without Lin Yuan, he, Ye Xuan, was the true pillar of the Capital Martial Arts Academy!
After a long silence, Gu Ningxue seemed to have made a decision. She bit her lip and pulled out her smart terminal.
“Looks like… I’ll have to try again.”
Right in front of everyone, she dialed that infuriating number.
…
Lin Family Estate.
Lin Yuan was enjoying a maid’s massage when his communicator buzzed.
He glanced at the caller ID—
Gu Ningxue.
“Hello?” He answered lazily.
“Lin Yuan! It’s me!” Gu Ningxue’s voice was clearly urgent. “I’ll keep it short—the school team’s in trouble. We need you! This is about the honor of our entire academy!”
“Oh. That’s it?!” That was all Lin Yuan said.
“You seriously have zero sense of team spirit? And… I heard the old War God Lin seems very interested in this year’s tournament too…”
Gu Ningxue was nearly choking on her frustration.
She wanted to keep persuading him.
But Lin Yuan cut her off, completely impatient.
Beep… beep… beep…
The dial tone echoed from the communicator.
Gu Ningxue froze.
He…
He hung up again?!
Before she could react, she dialed once more—only to be met with the cold system prompt:
[Sorry, the number you dialed is currently busy. Please try again later…]
In the rest room, seeing Gu Ningxue’s face turn pale with anger, Ye Xuan felt a rush of joy.
Barely suppressing the grin tugging at his lips, he said solemnly, “Captain, no need to beg him anymore! That kind of coward isn’t worthy of fighting alongside us! Without him, I, Ye Xuan, will still lead everyone to victory!”
To him, Lin Yuan’s “cowardice” was a heaven-sent chance to hog all the credit.
And he was going to seize it.