Chapter 6: Advanced Warrior!
It felt like he was seeing through a black-and-white mosaic.
Even so, Jiang Zhe was stunned.
That was the law of the universe—something many domain-level experts couldn't even perceive!
To put it in perspective: imagine a tree (the universal law) ten miles away. Others would need a telescope (domain) to vaguely see it. He, on the other hand, could see it with his bare eyes.
"Once I break through to the Planetary Level and gain the ability to release Origin Energy externally, will I immediately gain a domain? Like how the Gold-Horned Beast was born with such an edge?"
There was no doubt—the Divine Crystal's ability to enhance foundational comprehension was utterly broken!
And this might just be one of its negligible side effects.
"What a treasure! What a treasure!"
Jiang Zhe held the Divine Crystal lovingly, reluctant to let go.
But before he could celebrate for long, the soul transformation triggered by the Divine Crystal ignited another hidden potential within his soul.
From deep within his original core, he clearly sensed the agitation of the dark-gold psychic energy sphere.
"Not good, my spiritual power is about to awaken for real this time!"
Jiang Zhe dared not stay within the original core any longer, afraid of missing this rare opportunity. He set the Divine Crystal on the stone table and exited his inner world.
He moved the original core to his Crimson Palace and waited in silence.
This time, there was no migraine to mark the beginning—because his soul wasn't in his brain's sea of consciousness at all, but stored inside the original core.
A powerful energy burst from the core and surged through Jiang Zhe's entire body, transforming it to adapt to the awakening of his psychic power.
The process was akin to torture.
Jiang Zhe's whole body turned crimson. Sweat poured from him—blood even oozed from his pores, soaking his plain sleepwear in red. Bulging veins snaked across his skin, giving him a terrifying appearance.
The energy continued pouring from the core, baptizing his entire being.
His skin, blood, muscles, bones, and internal organs all underwent a metamorphosis.
His cells divided and evolved!
The rate of transformation far outstripped that of cultivating Gene Origin Energy—hundreds, even thousands of times faster.
Fortunately, the powerful energy also handled the aftermath, ensuring that the wounds were all superficial, with no internal damage left behind.
With no soul-splitting headache this time, Jiang Zhe proved his mettle, enduring the bone-deep pain without passing out.
...Though passing out wouldn't have affected the process—it might've even made it easier.
At one point, his eldest cousin Jiang Wen rushed into the courtyard, drawn by the scent of blood. He kicked the door open and froze at the sight of Jiang Zhe, seated in the middle of the living room floor, drenched in blood.
Panicked, Jiang Wen tried to carry him to the infirmary.
Still conscious, Jiang Zhe stopped him.
After confirming he was uninjured, Jiang Wen relaxed a bit, but still stayed by his side, pausing his work and calling in leave arrangements.
The transformation lasted nearly two hours. When the pain finally faded, Jiang Zhe stood up from the floor, feeling better than he ever had.
"I'm going to shower first. This sticky mess is driving me crazy."
"So you've awakened successfully, huh?" Jiang Wen couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Zhe smiled. His gaze swept across the room—and with a mere thought, invisible energy stirred.
The sofa, coffee table, rocking chair, corner cabinet... everything in the living room floated into the air.
"Good! Great! Fantastic!" Jiang Wen's face flushed with excitement, even more thrilled than Jiang Zhe himself. "This is incredible news—I've got to tell Grandpa and the others!"
He rushed to the window and called them on his communicator.
Meanwhile, Jiang Zhe lowered the furniture gently and returned to his room, grabbing a clean, modern-style Hanfu before heading to the bathroom.
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A bit later, the brothers were chatting through the bathroom screen.
"Xiao Zhe, the whole world knows now. A sixteen-year-old martial artist and psychic—everyone's saying you've hogged all of Earth's blessings."
"???"
Jiang Wen then recounted the incident with the Mahjong Moms.
Jiang Zhe twitched.
You three really are my biological mom and aunts, huh?
So that's why you all left in a hurry last night—just so you could expose me publicly…
"Ah, forget it. It's not a big deal."
After all, it's the geniuses without backing who need to keep a low profile. He had the Jiang family. With support like that, some high-profile exposure might even bring unexpected benefits.
Like the two elite training camp invitations on the coffee table right now.
Getting into Thunder Martial Hall's training camp was manageable with family pull.
But as for Limit Martial Hall's... there was no chance without personal merit—unless you bought a spot, had top-tier connections, or directly joined the hall.
Now, he barely had to lift a finger. A little display of talent, and both invitations had flown to him on their own.
Jiang Zhe smirked at the thought.
"Several high-level councilors have expressed interest in taking you as a disciple," Jiang Wen said. "The most prominent ones are Jia Yi and Ister. Grandpa wants to know what you think."
"Can't Grandpa teach me himself?"
"Of course! He trained my dad, Second Uncle, and Third Uncle. He's more than capable." Jiang Wen's tone turned a little proud.
"Then I'm good. I won't acknowledge any other teacher on Earth."
"Wow, Xiao Zhe, that's some pride you've got! Not even Earth's strongest, Hong, is worthy in your eyes?"
"It's not about worthiness—that would be disrespectful to Hong." Jiang Zhe replied seriously. "When it comes to martial arts, it's hard to say. But with my psychic talent, the gap between me and Hong isn't that wide. He wouldn't be able to teach me much."
Then he added, "That said, I do plan to check out his elite camp. It seems well-run."
He didn't mention the real reason: the lure of dragon blood, the ancient gravity chamber, and Hong's rare treasure—the Tuntian Shuttle.
"So you've decided? Reject Thunder Martial Hall and go with Limit Martial Hall?"
"Why reject either?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I'll go to Thunder Martial Hall first, then to Limit Martial Hall. I want to see what kind of people their elite students are."
Jiang Wen's eyes widened. "Good Lord—you're planning to challenge them?! Aren't you afraid of being killed?"
That was meant as a joke—until Jiang Zhe took it seriously.
"Killed? Maybe. But that's my path. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger."
"You even know what you're saying?"
Jiang Wen was stunned.
He could tell Jiang Zhe wasn't boasting—he was deadly serious about walking a path of life-or-death combat.
"I think it's time for Second Brother to 'loosen up' your joints and calm you down."
Behind the glass, Jiang Zhe shrugged.
Honestly, it wasn't like he wanted this.
But practicing the Golden Human Life Blueprint meant fighting high-stakes battles to absorb "nutrients," then pairing that with internal cultivation to advance his genetic evolution.
"The martial assessment is just a warm-up. Hunting monsters outside is my long-term career… and those near-War God-level trainees in the elite camps are perfect targets."
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Wearing a loose, elegant Taoist robe, Jiang Zhe browsed videos from a USB drive Jiang Wen had given him—training footage of Jiang family first- and second-generation warriors.
Gun techniques, blade styles, whip arts, fists, claws, movement skills, shield tactics… It dazzled him and gave him a new appreciation for the family's heritage.
After more than half an hour, he picked what suited him best and headed to the Transmission Martial Hall.
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Alloy Tower, Fifth Floor.
For the third time, Jiang Zhe stood before the punch strength tester.
He recalled the force techniques he learned the night before and poured everything into one strike.
Boom!
"5235 kg!"
Advanced Warrior!
And not just a low-tier one—this level of strength was outstanding even among advanced warriors.
Clang!
Jiang Wu's horse-cutting blade fell to the floor.
He was speechless, eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
In those web novels Jiang Zhe used to read, someone could probably chart Jiang Wu's current mental state with a pie chart.
Even Sister Sisi's jaw dropped. She could feel the malicious intent from her junior creeping up behind her.
He's sixteen. I'm twenty. He's an advanced warrior. I'm… also an advanced warrior. So… what have I been doing with my life?!
"This is a psychic—one awakening, and they soar to the heavens. Early-game cheats. Ranged attacks, high mobility, flight, mental control… and if that's not enough, they can throw a sneak attack from the shadows or switch to melee and punch your lights out…"
The stark inequality gave birth to a new martial scripture in Jiang Sisi's mind.
Jiang Zhe then tested his speed on the indoor track: 67 m/s.
All he needed now was to slay a single high-level beast soldier to be officially certified as an Advanced Warrior.
( End of the chapter )