Chapter 87: It’s Called the True Martial Continent?

“Three Nations, Seven Sects, Martial Alliance? True Martial Continent?”

After flipping through the books, Lin Fanyun gained a vague understanding of the island he was currently on.

This was an isolated island located in the unexplored zone, one that had never encountered outsiders before.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t call the land under their feet a continent.

“Although it’s not small, in the vast Great Wilderness, it can only be considered an island, and a relatively small one at that.”

Having finished reading the books in the storage bag of the Houtian warrior, Lin Fanyun decisively moved on to an Innate warrior and repeated his method. Through the selfless contributions of these warriors, Lin Fanyun’s unfamiliarity with the True Martial Continent quickly dissipated.

Even the only True Core warrior didn’t escape his grasp.

He read through all the books and records in their storage bags.

Lin Fanyun didn’t touch their treasures or spirit stones, as he was already immensely wealthy and didn’t need to stoop to taking their meager possessions.

“One of the seven sects, the Luofeng Sect?”

He had learned about the identities of these people. They were here both for training and to capture some monsters from the mist for cultivation purposes.

“The mist doesn’t come close to these islands, instead hovering about a hundred miles away, encircling them. And the people of the True Martial Continent call the Abyssal Sea the Sea of Mist. It is precisely because of the barrier of the mist and the monsters that the people of the True Martial Continent are unable to leave and are unaware of the outside world.”

Lin Fanyun hid in the shadows, following them onto the large ship of the Luofeng Sect.

He already had some understanding of the True Martial Continent, but certain things described in the books left him puzzled.

This made him decide to act cautiously.

It also piqued his curiosity.

Otherwise, finding a secluded place to go into seclusion for cultivation would have been more in line with his current situation.

“So this is a communication turtle.” 

On the ship, Lin Fanyun stopped in front of a small turtle, which had a circle of numbers on its back, with a microphone in the center.

“It looks just like a landline phone, but this thing is alive.”

Probing his senses into the turtle, which was munching on some greens, he confirmed that its internal structure was indeed made of flesh, though quite peculiar. This special structure allowed the communication turtles to achieve long-distance sensing within their species.

“Unlike the mainframe tree and terminal leaf communication methods, which I can’t sense at all, the information transmission of these communication turtles is as clear as day to me.”

In Lin Fanyun’s increasingly powerful sight, the disciples and elders of the Luofeng Sect each had a communication turtle, from which a fine thread extended.

These threads transmitted various messages.

With just a slight extension of his senses, the information became clear in his mind.

Reaching out, he could even pull these threads over.

Lin Fanyun had a hunch that he could block or modify the messages within these threads.

He gave it a try and found that it was indeed very easy to do.

“The security level of these communication turtles is really low.” 

Lin Fanyun released the thread, and it bounced back on its own.

This was good news. If it had been as impenetrable as the mainframe tree or terminal leaf, he would have had to seriously consider the upper limits of the martial arts in the True Martial Continent.

The fact that it couldn’t defend against him was just fine.

***

Half a month later, the Luofeng Sect members returned.

Lin Fanyun followed them back toward the center of the True Martial Continent.

Midway, Lin Fanyun, from an empty cabin, looked down at the towns below.

“It’s actually true.”

When he first read about it in the books, he had some doubts, but now they were confirmed.

The buildings on the True Martial Continent were indeed made of cement and brick, rising to hundred-meter heights.

“The design is quite ancient, but the materials are very similar to those on Earth.”

Lin Fanyun squinted.

Cement and bricks were not uncommon. In the human territories alone, there were dozens of similar materials. But using cement and bricks to build hundred-meter-high buildings for ordinary people to live in was something he had never seen before.

“Is it because there’s too much population and too little land?” Lin Fanyun pondered.

After a while, he looked at the densely packed feathered people below and thought of a possible reason.

The True Martial Continent was shrouded in mist, trapping the feathered people here. Over time, their population exploded.

They had to develop high-rise buildings to provide housing for the feathered people.

‘So, overcrowding can actually foster innovation?’ Lin Fanyun rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, besides the brick and cement buildings, he didn’t see many other similarities. Otherwise, he might have really thought that someone from Earth had also traveled to this place.

As for the communication turtles? Their existence was inevitable.

Both ordinary people and martial artists needed to communicate, especially martial artists, whose demand in this regard was incredibly high.

Martial artists had the strength, resources, and knowledge. Developing such communication methods wasn’t difficult.

“The True Martial Continent is still relying on single-line communication turtles. In contrast, the various races in the Great Wilderness have already entered the era of the mainframe network. In terms of communication and information, this place simply can’t compare to the outside world.”

With these thoughts, the suspicion that he might have encountered a fellow Earth traveler dissipated, and he began to appreciate the unique charm of the True Martial Continent with a lighter heart.

The flying ship continued its journey, passing through numerous towns, each with its own distinct characteristics. The various scenes provided Lin Fanyun with endless enjoyment.

Unlike human mortals, the wings on the backs of the feathered people were not merely decorative.

Even the feathered children could easily soar through the sky.

As a result, looking up from the ground of the True Martial Continent, at any time and place, one could see flocks of feathered people gliding across the sky.

The scene was truly spectacular.

However, due to the mist, while the True Martial Continent experienced day and night, they couldn’t see the sun, moon, or stars.

In their worldview, the concept of stars simply did not exist.

The flying ship cruised through the skies, taking over ten days to finally land at the Luofeng Sect’s headquarters.

Lin Fanyun slipped in effortlessly.

As one of the top ten powers among the Three Kingdoms and Seven Sects, the Luofeng Sect covered a vast area and had many disciples.

Despite being one of the top powers, the Luofeng Sect governed an extensive territory, with many disciples stationed elsewhere to manage and oversee different regions. These disciples still retained their residences within the Luofeng Sect’s headquarters.

Although these residences were protected by formations, they posed no challenge to Lin Fanyun.

He casually selected an unoccupied residence of moderate size and settled in.

“The feathered people live in crowded high-rise buildings, with a tense living environment, yet within the Luofeng Sect, it’s so sparsely populated that you see a residence only every few hundred meters. The contrast is stark,” Lin Fanyun said with a playful smile.

He had no intention of interfering.

Those with power naturally held greater advantages, and he himself was a beneficiary of this system. He couldn’t change it.

Only back in his homeland, where great power did not manifest and individuals couldn’t transcend, had successive great figures emerged to change the situation.

Taking out a low-grade spiritual fruit, he tossed it into his mouth to savor and digest.

“Having been delayed for so long, it’s time to resume my interrupted cultivation.”

Until he found another way to leave the unexplored region, Lin Fanyun’s only hope was to elevate his physical body to the Demi-God stage.

Even if both he and his main body were to fully exert themselves, devouring heavenly materials and earthly treasures to gain experience points and improve, it would still take considerable time.

The road ahead was long and arduous.

From Lin Fanyun’s observations, Luofeng Sect, and indeed the entire True Martial Continent, seemed like an ideal place for him to settle down and cultivate in peace.

The highest cultivation level among the warriors in this region was merely at the later stages of the Law Manifestation. Whether any of them had reached a perfected, highly accomplished Law Manifestation stage was still uncertain.

Lin Fanyun leaned toward the belief that they hadn’t. This place did not seem to have a complete and profound inheritance.

This implied that the Law Manifestation warriors here had some shortcomings.

As such, his advantages were considerably significant.

Furthermore, most of these Law Manifestation warriors were members of the Three Kingdoms and Seven Sects. Only a few were rogue cultivators.

Each power had at most two Law Manifestation experts.

This number wasn’t particularly high, but considering the size of True Martial Continent, it was already quite remarkable that they could cultivate such Law Manifestation experts.

After all, the territory was limited.

As for the Martial Alliance, it was an organization jointly established by the Three Kingdoms and Seven Sects, also incorporating rogue cultivators.

Its purpose was to defend against the monsters in the Sea of Mist.

Although the mist itself wouldn’t spread onto the islands, the monsters were not restricted by this.

To resist them, the Martial Alliance came into being.

“Fortunately, the Law Manifestation experts in Luofeng Sect are not very strong, with cultivation levels only around the second or third layers of the Law Manifestation.”

The moment he stepped into the Luofeng Sect, Lin Fanyun sensed the presence of the sect’s patriarch, Huang Luo.

Mighty and strong, yet with a hint of decay. This was a sign of old age.

If not for this, Lin Fanyun would have been somewhat apprehensive, carefully considering whether settling down in the Luofeng Sect was appropriate. But seeing that the old master was so decrepit that he didn’t even notice Lin Fanyun’s momentary probing, what was there to worry about?

It was the perfect place for peaceful cultivation.

Lin Fanyun spent his days consuming heavenly materials and earthly treasures while developing martial techniques suited for his physical prowess, using the martial knowledge shared by his true self.

This task wasn’t urgent. The best and fastest time to develop martial techniques for his physical body hadn’t arrived yet, but it wasn’t far off either. However, as his flesh-and-blood clone could only use physical strength, he had to use his time to develop physical martial techniques. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know what to do with his time.

Even consuming heavenly materials and earthly treasures required time for digestion, not to mention that after being cooped up for too long, he would occasionally go out for a walk.

He even managed to get hold of a full set of Luofeng Sect disciple attire and created an identity for himself. And it wasn’t fake.

Lin Fanyun had added himself to the official Luofeng Sect disciple register, making his identity legitimate.

As a result, the Luofeng Sect inexplicably gained a kind and approachable “Senior Brother Lin,” who was skilled at guiding his junior brothers and sisters.

Disciples who encountered him unanimously praised Senior Brother Lin as a great person, who not only didn’t look down on them but also warmly pointed out their mistakes in cultivation. He was truly a role model for all disciples.

This reputation spread among the lower-level disciples, and even a few elders had heard about him.

Of course, none of them could see through Lin Fanyun’s disguise or the fact that his identity was falsified.

After all, the identity was legitimate.

With a legitimate identity, naturally, no issues could be found.

One day, Lin Fanyun was browsing through the travel notes of predecessors in the Luofeng Sect’s library pavilion when his expression suddenly changed.

“An ascender? Could it be?”