Volume 1 Chapter 4: The Shortcut of the Strong, Blood-Soaked Debut!

  He stared blankly at the contents of the back half. The entire second half of the notebook was almost all about debts that others owed to his father.

  In other words, these records are Father's connections on the mainland.

  "Indeed a true father figure, he is a hero who rushes to the aid of those in need, speaks with sincerity and upholds justice by supporting the weak and overthrowing the strong!"

  "But what was Father's purpose in recording these events? Was it purely for posterity or was there another secret?"

  From the time his father left until now, Zhuo Yifan had read through the contents of the notebook countless times. Every single word was deeply etched in his mind, and he thought that he was already extremely familiar with this notebook.

  It wasn't until now that I vaguely felt that this notebook, which had accompanied me for countless days and months, actually hid a huge secret!

  What seemed like a simple thought had taken Zhuo Yifan the whole day, and he read through his notes again from start to finish. He suddenly had many guesses about things that were beyond his comprehension. But after studying for half a day, he still didn't understand.

  ……

  With the help of Blood Prison, Zhuo Yifan jumped two levels in one day and reached the perfect stage of Lian Ti. He mastered the power of Er Xiang and the skin of Er Xiang. However, his cultivation speed slowed down significantly afterwards.

  For the next month, he put himself through a devil's training. It was clear that apart from physical strength, there was no significant progress in other bodily functions.

  It's reasonable and yet unexpected.

  "To break through to the Innate Spiritual Realm within three months, unless blessed by the heavens and encountering a series of lucky events, it's fundamentally an impossible task. A mid-to-high-grade spiritual cultivator with a mediocre soul quality, no matter how diligent or hardworking, without any external resources, will absolutely not be able to break through to the Innate Spiritual Realm before the age of 20."

  Zhuo Yifan lay on a lawn with his eyebrows tightly locked, his arms propping up his head, gazing up at the starry sky, lost in thought.

  "Activating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to infuse the body is a fundamental requirement for the pre-heavenly spiritual realm. But now, I only have strength, but can't feel even a hint of spiritual energy, let alone activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to infuse the body. I heard that Zhuo Baozi has already successfully cultivated his body, haha... no wonder he's an upper-grade primary-level soul quality... and also..."

  He smiled self-deprecatingly, gazing up at the starry sky, recalling many things, with a bitter taste in his mouth that he couldn't express. With a sigh, he slowly raised his hand, looking at the "Blood Prison Record" in his hand, which was emitting a faint glow, and flipped it open.

  "Dad, what exactly are you trying to tell me? What's the secret in this notebook?"

  After a day of hard practice, this was the only thing that could slightly ease Zhuo Yifan's mind. He held his notes in his hand and thought quietly to himself. Thinking about the secrets of the notes, thinking about the chaotic forces within his family, thinking about his grandfather, mother, father, and the appearance of the Blood Prison Gate...

  What kind of cruel world is it that has trapped Father inside?

  What's on your mind, and also spiritual skills.

  Spiritual Arts, divided into four levels: Human, King, General, and Emperor.

  Human-level martial arts emphasize foundation, basically all are fist and footwork, practicality is strong, attackability is high.

  Royal-class martial arts often involve weapons, mainly focusing on sword techniques and knife techniques.

  But in order to master the highest level of martial arts, one must merge their soul with their physical body.

  Throughout the continent, there are countless spiritual techniques, each with its own unique effects.

  As for the imperial martial arts, Zhuo Yifan had never even seen them before, and the profundity of which was not something that an ordinary cultivator could comprehend.

  In the city of Chi Hua, the Zhuo family has a Spiritual Technique Pavilion that has been passed down for generations. It houses fifty human-grade martial techniques, ten king-grade martial techniques, and one emperor-grade martial technique. There is also an ancestral technique whose grade is unknown, which is now famous in the world as the Body Refining Technique - "The Great Expansion Diagram".

  As he pondered, he took out a blue leather-bound book from his bosom. A high-level spiritual technique for humans - "Stardust Kick".

  This is a basic spiritual skill that emphasizes leg methods, with twelve leg methods coming out together, and its power is boundless. It is also the first spiritual skill that Zhuo Yifan learned.

  "Stardust Kick's first move, Golden Bull Prison Kick!"

  A powerful aura burst forth from the soles of his feet, and with a sudden explosion, he kicked out with one foot. It was as if a long river was flowing, and where the toes passed, several small circular pits were left behind. Upon closer inspection, the circular pits formed a straight line, and incredibly, they trampled out a pattern of the Golden Ox Palace from the Twelve Palaces.

  Taurus Palace, Taurus guards, with infinite strength, known for its mighty and fierce "Star Fighting Kick" twelfth move!

  Legs rolled up waves of storms sweeping towards the grassland's four sides, wild winds surged, the land of Jingdong rumbled loudly, a huge circular pit was brutally crushed out, suddenly appearing on the ground.

  With wisps of blue smoke rising up...

  "What a pity, I can now only exert my Qi. If I could advance to the Xiantian Spiritual Realm and attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish my body, giving birth to spiritual energy, it would definitely be even more powerful when exerted."

  Ling Qi Ling Qi, with Ling Fang and technique, only Zhōu Yī Fán's guess is correct. Only the successful activation of the heavenly spirit energy "Starlight Kick" will make it even more powerful! Although Zhōu Yī Fán has learned all twelve moves, he cannot bring out its true effectiveness.

  A month's time has passed in the blink of an eye.

  Zhuo Wen's forces have grown even stronger, while Zhuo Tian is also busy recruiting and expanding his forces. Judging from the current situation, the vast Zhuo family may soon be split in two by these two old masters.

  "I must become stronger!"

  Zhuo Yifan concentrated his grievances into one fist and slammed it heavily onto the lawn, splashing mud everywhere, creating another perfect round hole.

  At some unknown time, among the twinkling starlight that filled the sky, a gigantic red star suddenly emerged.

  Zhuo Yifan was about to leave, but was attracted by this red star and stopped in his tracks.

  To be exact, it was a red glow that was constantly spreading. The light grew redder and bigger. In an instant, the entire night sky was covered, blocking out the countless stars. The pitch-black sky turned blood-red!

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The sky was like a thunderstorm, and the lawn suddenly became windy. Then, a red light of ten thousand zhang dragged a long tail of clouds, shining on the ground, and actually raised many strange auras.

  Clearly light, yet colorful! Not only colorful, but also flavorful!

  A message that shocked him extremely yet was hard to believe flashed through Zhuo Yifan's mind in an instant.

  He looked around at the changing scenery, constantly comparing it with the content of that notebook deep in his heart.

  The same red sky, the same bloody light, the same bloody smell, and also the same red cloud...

  It's surprisingly perfectly matched!

  All around, omens filled the air, thick with the stench of blood, and the sky turned a deep crimson.

  At this time, a malevolent specter appeared in the crimson sky.

  Rumble!

  A blood-red light column suddenly fell down with the shadow, and it happened to bomb beside Zhuo Yifan's feet.

  Zhuo's body was shocked to the extreme, and with a stumble, he was knocked to the ground by the storm stirred up by the light pillar. The organs in his body were also violently shaken. A mouthful of blood also surged up his throat and spat out. He endured the pain, his legs trembling as he stood up.

  All that can be seen is a blood-colored gate emerging from the light column that illuminates the entire dark night, exuding a terrifying aura that hangs down...

  Is... Is this really the Blood Prison Gate, said to be the shortcut of the strong?!