Chapter 314: Cultivation

Chapter 314: Cultivation

At Yuan Gate's Fire Division, within the Martial Arts Pavilion…

The moment Lin Langtian stepped through the doors, a blinding light shone into his eyes, making him squint reflexively. After a few moments, his eyes adjusted, and he looked around.

Before him was a long, narrow corridor within the pavilion.

Tap.

Lin Langtian slowly walked forward, his footsteps barely audible in the quiet space. As he moved through the corridor, his vision expanded, revealing a vast, endless space inside the pavilion. The room was filled with an ancient energy, with soft lights flickering around the space like small, lively spirits.

Rather than bookshelves, the vast area was lined with stone tablets of various sizes, each emitting a faint glow.

As he looked at the countless stone tablets dedicated to martial arts, Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed slightly in amazement.

Throughout the pavilion, he could see faint figures standing around, all focused on the tablets in front of them. Some were sitting cross-legged, their gazes fixed on the tablets, as though immersed in the essence of the martial arts within.

Lin Langtian continued at a relaxed pace, quietly weaving his way through the maze of stone tablets.

"Top-grade Creation Martial Art: Dragon-Subduing Palm."

"Top-grade Creation Martial Art: Lingxu Fire Sword."

"Low-grade Spirit Martial Art: Flaming Blaze Technique."

"…"

His eyes swept over each stone tablet, one after another, almost overwhelming him with the sheer number of techniques on display.

The Martial Arts Pavilion housed an enormous collection of skills—any one of these techniques would spark fierce battles if brought to the Great Yan Dynasty. Yet here, they were casually displayed for disciples to study.

"I'd better head deeper in. The Emperor Flame Manual is my main goal," Lin Langtian murmured as he continued to walk further inside.

After nearly an hour of unhurried exploration, he finally reached the end of the pavilion.

At this point, Lin Langtian's gaze sharpened. In front of him was a barrier of light, dome-shaped, and within it stood a towering red stone tablet.

The red stone tablet stood quietly within the light barrier, imposing like a fire god between heaven and earth. A barely perceptible aura of intense flame energy radiated from it, filling the air with heat.

This stone tablet was much larger than the other tablets Lin Langtian had passed by in the pavilion, and the energy emanating from it was unlike anything he had sensed before.

"So, this is the stone tablet of The Emperor Flame Manual…" Lin Langtian murmured with a trace of excitement as he examined the unique red stone tablet.

Although the tablet was right in front of him, a barrier of strange energy separated them.

Noticing this, Lin Langtian frowned slightly. Then, as if recalling something, he reached into his robe and retrieved an ancient red token.

As soon as the red token appeared, a beam of light shot out from it, tearing a gap in the barrier around the stone tablet.

"Oh, so only chief disciples can access this," Lin Langtian noted. With a nod, he stepped directly through the opening.

Inside the barrier, Lin Langtian approached the stone tablet, his gaze drawn to the three ancient characters carved into its fiery surface: The Emperor Flame Manual.

Staring at the inscription, Lin Langtian could feel a powerful, intense energy radiating from the tablet. It was clear that this was a technique of immense strength.

"So, this is the technique that Zhang Hao cultivated… The Emperor Flame Manual," Lin Langtian thought, his eyes gleaming.

He took a seat before the stone tablet, calmed his breathing, and activated his spirit power, sending it into the tablet.

Buzz!

The instant his spirit power connected with the tablet, a deep humming echoed in his mind. His vision went dark as the scene shifted, and he found himself surrounded by an endless sea of flames.

Despite the abrupt change, Lin Langtian stayed calm. He understood that this was a spiritual imprint within the stone tablet.

In the vast sea of flames, a figure began to emerge—a human figure made entirely of fire.

As it drew closer, Lin Langtian could make out its shape: a tall, powerful man cloaked in flame. His features were not especially handsome, but he exuded a wild energy that shone brighter than the endless sea of fire around him.

The figure stood atop the sea of flames, and with each step he took, the calm sea began to churn violently. Waves of fire rose like tsunamis, crashing outward as if signaling the end of the world.

As the fiery waves surged, a deep, ancient voice resonated from the void above.

"I devoted my life to the study of fire for three thousand years. After mastering it, I traveled across the major sects, gathering fire techniques and refining them to create my ultimate skill, The Emperor Flame Manual. May those who inherit it carry it forward and elevate it."

Hearing this, Lin Langtian was momentarily stunned. To spend three thousand years obsessively studying fire was true dedication, almost madness.

Even more astonishing was that this man had roamed among the sects, "borrowing" their fire techniques—a practice that would have been forbidden in any sect. Without extraordinary strength, he'd surely have been killed.

It was clear that The Emperor Flame Manual was truly worthy of its legendary status as a technique comparable to Yuan Gate's three top Emperor Manuals. Its origins were no less than exceptional.

"The Emperor Flame Manual is powerful, but it requires a fire source to unleash its full potential. The stronger the fire source, the greater the manual's power.

"Remember, to become one of the continent's strongest, you must find a powerful flame to serve as your fire source. Otherwise, The Emperor Flame Manual will remain an ordinary skill. And if any mediocre person dares to learn it, let them never claim my name, lest they sully my reputation."

Listening to the ancient voice, Lin Langtian couldn't help but smirk. The creator of The Emperor Flame Manual clearly valued his reputation, even after death, he remained highly protective of his legacy.

But a grin quickly formed on Lin Langtian's lips. He possessed the Vermillion Bird Flame, an incredibly powerful fire source. If he cultivated The Emperor Flame Manual, it would be a perfect match.

(End of Chapter)

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