The Saint? That’s Just A Pompous Fool

Three days ago, Lin Fan was only an 'amateur cultivator'. Be it training in martial arts or immortal cultivation, he had zero knowledge.

But in these three days, not only did he memorize the Ultimate Supremacy Style, but he also utilized Qi Zixiao's body to try out many things.

Of course, it wasn't 'that' kind of try.

Instead, it was using Qi Zixiao's body to train martial arts!

The Ultimate Supremacy Style was a profound and domineering internal arts. Hence, it required no standing stake practices or fist training.

To succeed in learning this internal art, one must be able to feel the 'Qi' inside their bodies.

Then, shift the 'Qi' through a specific path, through specific acupuncture points, before letting it return to your diaphragm…

If Lin Fan were to directly try it out with his body, he would've been dumbstruck.

But Qi Zixiao's body was different.

There was a huge flow of innate Qi within her body, Lin Fan could sense it as well. As such, he could try shifting this innate Qi in accordance with the path instructed by the Ultimate Supremacy Style…

At first, it was obviously difficult.

But once Lin Fan got used to it, this process became easier.

By the third day, he could control the innate Qi in Qi Zixiao's body, letting the Ultimate Supremacy Style course continuously in his veins!

As the execution times increased, Lin Fan gained a deeper understanding of how the Ultimate Supremacy Style worked.

In addition, not only the Ultimate Supremacy Style, but he had also gotten a firmer grasp on the whereabouts of his veins and acupuncture points.

Recalling the various training he had tried out on Qi Zixiao's body several days ago, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the floor and closed his eyes. The Ultimate Supremacy Style which he now knew by heart 'surfaced'.

"I have a feeling that if I could find the 'qi' in my body and sense it, I can easily learn the Ultimate Supremacy Style!"

This wasn't blind confidence but Lin Fan truly had a feeling.

In fact, it was true.

For Lin Fan and the Ultimate Supremacy Style, Qi Zixiao's body was akin to a 'max leveled pro account'. It was also a god-like simulation device.

He had run a simulation on this simulation device, had tested it on this pro account…

Now, he only had to try what he had simulated and tested on this new account.

It wasn't as hard as he expected.

Of course, it was only the initial stage that wasn't as hard as he expected.

Practicing martial arts required 'transparency' of knowledge in various major acupuncture points, and access to the governing and conception vessels in the body. Want to perfect the Ultimate Supremacy Style? The difficulty level was insane!

As he pondered, Lin Fan entered a state of cultivation…

Tossing away every distracting thought, he focused his mind on perception, trying to find that trace of… Qi, in his body.

This process consumed almost half a day.

Half a day later, it was afternoon.

Opening his eyes, there was an indescribable excitement in Lin Fan's gaze.

"I did it!"

Under his control, the qi in his body began coursing through specific veins, regulating…

His body was trembling!

Ouch.

It was his first training, and it was the domineering Ultimate Supremacy Style to boot. Like his qi was on a rampage, every vein it coursed through induced an excruciating pain!

"Oh f*ck, as expected of the first time… It really hurts!"

Lin Fan gritted his teeth. But the pain was worth it!

After much struggle, this breath of qi finally completed its first circulation. Once it returned to his diaphragm, Lin Fan could distinctly feel the veins it had traveled significantly widened.

In addition, that breath of qi had strengthened by several folds!

"Let's continue…"

Lin Fan muttered.

He knew the first circulation was always the best and its result was most perceivable.

The results of coming circulations would be more mediocre until it stabilizes at an average point…

But so what?

He was now considered a 'martial arts figure'. If he had the time and opportunity, he would try to make himself stronger~

Who never had a martial arts dream?

***

His training went on until night time.

When Lin Fan got up, he felt his body was greasy all over, emitting a foul smell!

On closer observation, his body was covered with black filth…

"This must be the scouring recorded in the Ultimate Supremacy Style manual! It's said that an average person would need ten to a month's time before they could reach this step, but I've actually done it in half a day! So, it's true that I'm a genius among geniuses~"

Unbeknownst to him, if Qi Zixiao heard this, she would have snorted.

A genius among geniuses?

If it weren't for Qi Zixiao who had been bored several days earlier, trying to use his body to cultivate immortality but was forced to give up due to the lack of Spirit Qi, it was impossible for Lin Fan to get started on the Ultimate Supremacy Style so easily.

***

At the Saintess Chamber in Bright Moon Peak.

The first thing Qi Zixiao did after transmigrating back here was to examine her body's condition. Having realized nothing was off and her clothes were the same as before she transmigrated, she felt more at ease.

After that, she picked up the note beside her.

Qi Zixiao suddenly felt a wave of realization…

"What a peculiar feeling."

She muttered to herself.

It was truly an odd feeling. This method of communicating through 'letters' was written by 'herself' for 'herself'…

How could it not be weird?

Reading the contents…

I've followed your rules, so don't you do anything rash.

Also, in these three days' time, I've gone out once to the scripture chamber and brought back the [General Outline of the World's Martial Arts]. I have use for this, don't throw it away.

Oh, I've also met the Saint. I ran into him on the way back from the scripture chamber. Excuse me for being straightforward but that guy is a pompous fool, isn't he? It's like he's afraid no one knew he was the Saint.

There was a minor clash but there was no action. I've countered it. Don't worry. Everything was fine."

Qi Zixiao: …

Although she was a little speechless at the note Lin Fan left, she felt a 'sense of identity'.

Pompous fool?!

Had it been before, Qi Zixiao would've never understood this meaning. But now she did!

Recalling carefully…

"The Saint really is a pompous fool. As far as I know, ever since he became the Saint, he has always been this way…"

She had wanted to write this down as a reply, but after brief contemplation, Qi Zixiao gave up on the idea.

'I'm a Saintess. I have to be reserved!'

With a flick of her hand, the note disappeared. After that, Qi Zixiao fell into deep thought.

"The Saint went to the scripture chamber as well? What… did he choose?"

Swoosh…

Her delicate hand waved and the door opened.

"Saintess."

Chen Cheng bowed in salutations.

"Which book did the Saint take from the scripture chamber?"

To prevent exposure, Qi Zixiao refrained from asking anything else. But a question like this posed no problems.

To know oneself and your enemies would guarantee victory in all battles. She had an unavoidable battle with the Saint so what's wrong with finding out some details? Huh? Huh?!