The old blind man fell asleep again in the boat and accidentally earned thirty fairy fruits, probably secretly rejoicing in his dream.

  After a moment of silence, Guo Yi took off his clothes and started practicing Tai Chi on the deck, repeating the movements over and over again, as if he would never get tired.

  Dà Wǔ Quán has a total of 9981 moves. Being able to execute one move means you have mastered the first level of Dà Wǔ Jīng, with a breath length of one breath. However, no matter how long your one breath is, you can only continuously execute eight moves at most before having to take another breath.

  Only by breaking through the second layer of Dahou's fist, the breathing length becomes two breaths, can nine forms be continuously output. By analogy, breaking through the third layer, the breathing length is three breaths, and eighteen forms can be continuously output. To become a martial saint, the breathing length must reach the limit of ten breaths, and complete the eighty-one punches of Dahou's fist.

  Guo Yi's breathing was limited to only two breaths, and he could only continuously punch out eleven forms of the Great Wu Fist. On the first day, he punched out a thousand times, for a total of 11,000 forms. At night, he practiced the "Great Wu Scripture", increasing the length of his internal breath. He had never trained so hard before, nor did he notice that when he inhaled and exhaled, the small blood-red sword in his chest also glowed with a soft light, as if it were breathing too.

  When he got up the next morning, Guo Yi was still full of energy and spirit, even more so than when he had gone to sleep. This shocked Guo Lu, who had been worried all night.

  Wu Sheng was already at the limit of human endurance, but going without sleep for half a month would still leave one exhausted. Guo Yi had only reached the second layer of the "Great Wu Scripture", yet after practicing martial arts all day and cultivating all night, he showed no signs of fatigue. If he continued to cultivate like this, wouldn't that be defying heaven?

  "He actually managed to execute the Thirteen Forms." After a night of cultivation, Guo Yao felt that his breath length had increased, so he immediately came out to verify it. As expected, he did not disappoint himself and was able to execute two more forms of the Great Wu Fist than yesterday.

  The next day, Guo Yi practiced the Big Wu Fist another thousand times, totaling 14,000 moves. In the evening, he breathed and exhaled, and on the third day morning, he was still full of energy. With a loud shout, he unleashed a series of Big Wu Fists, with a mighty wind that was many times more powerful than before.

  "One style, two styles, three styles..."

  Guo Lu counted on the side, wanting to see how much Guo Ye had grown overnight. The later the martial arts cultivation, the more difficult and slower it became. Even for himself, becoming a Martial Saint at sixteen was the result of twelve years of hard work that surpassed ordinary people's efforts.

  "Seven styles, eight styles..."

  Guo Yi was still full of energy and his punches and kicks were smooth.

  "Twelve moves, thirteen moves..."

  Kuo Yeh's breathing became rapid and his breaths started to get disordered, but he still didn't stop.

  "Fourteen moves, fifteen moves..."

  Kuo Lu's excitement was uncontainable. The young master had made progress again overnight, and this speed was simply terrifying!

  "Sixteen moves..."

  Persevere, I must persevere, and with two more moves, I can enter the third layer of the "Great Martial Classics". Guo Yao felt suffocated, every move he made, his body felt like it was on fire, but he still didn't give up.

  "Seventeenth Style......"

  Boom! Guo Yi was drenched in sweat all over his body, panting like a cow, with a bright red face, and fell onto the deck.

  "In the end, he still failed, just one move short, just one move short......" Guo Yi's heart was not reconciled, and he jumped up again, continuing to punch from dawn till dusk, without stopping at all, and actually punched out 1,200 times of the Big Wu Fist, each time with 17 moves.

  At night, the flying boat is surrounded by a vast expanse of white fog, and the moonlight is like water, as if it were an immortal realm.

  Guo Yi didn't stop punching, this was already the 1500th time, he only felt that his punching speed was getting faster and faster, his breath was becoming longer and longer, this time he would definitely succeed.

  Watching Guo Yi practice so diligently, Guo Lu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The young master has never been someone who likes to cultivate, but if he wants to do something, there's nothing in the world that he can't achieve."

  "Seventeen moves...... Eighteen moves......"

  I finally succeeded! I entered the third layer of "Dà Wǔ Jīng"!

  This night, Guo Yi was too tired and didn't cultivate anymore, soon entering dreamland.

  In his dream, he seemed to see Su E again, saw his grandmother, saw his sister Guo Xue, and even saw the blurry figure of his elder brother Guo Shao Yang.

  "Big brother, big brother, wait for me! The Guo family has been slaughtered, grandma is poisoned, come back with me to avenge and save grandma..." Guo Yi jumped out of bed, shouting: "Big brother, big brother, don't go..."

  "What's wrong, young master?" Guo Lu rushed in from outside.

  "It was just a dream." Guo Yi's eyes were hollow, but his face was filled with worry. Although it was just a dream, it made him think of a crucial matter: could he find his older brother?

  The Yunzhou Small World is vast and boundless, with a population of trillions. Finding one person is like searching for a needle in the ocean. The Ancient Xuan Domain is a great world, its area is tens of billions of times that of Yunzhou, and its population is tens of billions of billions. To say nothing of three years, it's possible that even in a lifetime, you may not be able to leave a small corner of the Ancient Xuan Domain.

  Maybe revenge is still up to oneself!

  Outside, the voice of Lao Mangzi rang out, interrupting Guo Yao's train of thought: "Haha, after staying in Yunzhou for three months, it's finally time to go back!" The flying boat then came to a stop and slowly descended, with Bai Jiao letting out a loud screech before transforming into a white cloud sail that landed on the small boat.

  Have we already reached the end of the small world?

  Kuo Yeh walked out of the flying boat and asked: "Have we arrived at the ancient Xuan domain's great world?"

  "No, now we are at the northernmost part of Yunzhou, the end of Yunshan, and in front of us is the 'Great State Extreme Wall'."

  Each small world is referred to as a "state", such as Yunzhou, Zhongzhou, Shenzhou and so on. Each small world is wrapped in a layer of natural barrier, only by breaking through the Martial Saint and reaching the realm of Jiugong Tongling can one break through this barrier and leave this small world.

  The Grand Universe is called a "Domain", and the Ancient Mystic Domain is one of them. The Grand Universe also has a World Barrier, but the World Barrier of the Grand Universe is unshakeable, even if it's a 'Nine Palace Great Perfection' expert who has passed through nine spiritual awakenings, they cannot move it by a single hair.

  The world barrier of a small world is called "Large State Extreme Wall". The world barrier of a large world is called "Large Domain Barrier".

  Yunshan, located in the north of Yunmeng Empire, has been a place with many fairy footprints since ancient times. Many "immortal" masters have left their marks here. The mountain peaks are towering like clouds, seemingly connecting to the top of the nine heavens. The northern face of the mountain range is cut off horizontally, as if it was cut off by a sword, leaving behind a vertical cliff wall that is 10,000 meters high.

  The precipice is called "Cloud Edge", the other end of Cloud Edge is a chaotic sky, the emerald transparent Great Wall, like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, throwing a stone will still ripple out circles. Every year, the three great empires will have countless people come to worship at Cloud Edge from all over the world, everyone says this is the road to heaven.

  "This is the weakest place in Yunzhou's Extreme Wall, where people like Tai Ling Laozu sometimes break through to visit other small worlds." The old blind man put away a palm-sized small boat into his sleeve.

  Three people stood at the edge of the cloud bank above the clouds, below which was a sea of clouds shrouded in white mist. The sky was a bright blue, and the sun had just risen. On the opposite side of the cloud bank was a vast wall of cliffs that resembled a mirror, where the wind was strong, blowing their robes to make a rustling sound.

  "What other small world?" Guo Yi wondered.

  "The vast expanse of the ancient mystic realm is boundless, countless times larger than Yunzhou. Its periphery is surrounded by innumerable small worlds, like sesame seeds on a pancake, too numerous to count. Three thousand years ago, a bored individual spent five hundred years trying to traverse these small worlds and only managed to find over 100,000 inhabited ones just around the edge of the ancient mystic realm."

  Kuo Yeh was amazed, Yunzhou was indeed a shallow bay. One day, he saved his grandmother and avenged himself, then wandered with Su E in all the big and small worlds.

  "I've been wanting to ask you a question," Guo Ye asked the old blind man, "Why did you stop my sedan chair on Xuanwu Avenue that day?"

  "Make some money!"

  "Nonsense, your cultivation is profound and unpredictable, absolutely not something that the likes of Tai Ling Lao Zu can compare to. You could have clearly prevented the tragedy at Tian Wang Fu from happening, so why didn't you stop it?" Some words that Guo Yao had long wanted to ask.

  The old blind man muttered for half a day: "What's it got to do with me? There's no benefit, why bother meddling in other people's business."

  "Since it's none of your business, why did you save me under the Wuyun Bridge and go to great lengths to help me get to Gu Xuan Domain? What is your true intention?" Guo Yi pressed on step by step.

  The old blind man stuttered and stepped back, saying: "You... forgot... we had a deal?"

  "If it's just a transaction, what are you afraid of? Why is your speech incoherent?"

  "Ah! I can't take it anymore!" The old blind man raised one hand and waved it at Guo Yao and Guo Lu, instantly sweeping the two of them into the Great Wall's extreme edge. The two of them disappeared like they had fallen into water, leaving behind only two ripples in the sky.

  The old blind man stood on the edge of the clouds, facing the vast wall of the mainland, and cursed loudly: "Damn it! What kind of people are you? It's really hard to be a good person. You Guo family's broken affairs, I have to come all the way to take care of them. Two brothers, one is more rubbish than the other, the older one is a scoundrel, the younger one is also a scoundrel, your whole family are scoundrels..."