"So what is my belief in the Martial Dao?"

Lin Zheyu murmured to himself.

He couldn't think of an answer.

He temporarily had no answer to this question.

Lin Zheyu hadn't even seriously considered what he wanted.

When he first came to this world, he had only one thought: to live, to live well.

Now, months have passed, and living is no longer a problem.

In fact, he lives far happier and more comfortably than ordinary people.

In his previous life, earning money, buying a house, getting married, and having children was his life trajectory. It wasn't idealism, nor did it have significance; it was just because everyone else lived like that, so he did too.

In this life, he doesn't lack money, doesn't need to buy a house, and no one is urging him to go on blind dates.

Without many worldly constraints, life no longer has a predetermined trajectory.

"What is my obsession, my pursuit, what do I persist in?" Lin Zheyu murmured to himself.

Regardless of his past life or this life, his life has been somewhat muddled.

Living is just living; he never thought about life's pursuits, nor the meaning of life.

At one point, he even thought that life had no meaning, and the meaning of living was just to live.

Ignorance is a bliss.

How many people in the world truly understand why they live?

Lin Zheyu sat on the ground, leaning against a wooden stake, frowning in deep thought.

After a long while, he smiled self-deprecatingly and cursed, "To hell with meaning, why should people living in this world be obsessed with pursuing some bullshit meaning, as if they're philosophers."

"I'll live how I want to live."

Lin Zheyu shook his head, driving away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He had just gotten a bit obsessed.

Laughter, anger, and cursing are all part of life; the blooming and withering of flowers are what life is about.

Without a predetermined trajectory, without worldly constraints, then live as you want, live true to yourself!

It has been some days since he came to this world.

Every day he practices martial arts, and in his leisure time, he brags and jokes with Jia Yanrong and others, occasionally strolling through Baihua Tower, listening to tunes, watching dancing girls, living quite happily.

If speaking of pursuit and hobby, then Martial Dao has become Lin Zheyu's only pursuit for now.

Given a second chance in life, and gaining such a powerful aid as Source Power, he feels somewhat unwilling not to pursue the Martial Dao to its peak and see the scenery at the peak of Martial Dao.

"From now on, I will take time every day to practice with those fierce beasts at Beast Roar Mountain!"

Lin Zheyu thought inwardly.

His life experience is too little, and he hasn't experienced enough battles; his belief in the Martial Dao isn't even a vague concept, let alone something solidified.

Lin Zheyu had to admit that his previous ability to condense the momentum of the Wild Bull Fist was purely because he was a genius!

But not being able to figure out what the belief in the Martial Dao is doesn't matter.

When things are unclear, just take action; sometimes, clarity comes through doing.

Just as Chen Mu said, comprehend the momentum of the fist in the midst of life-and-death battles, verify one's Martial Dao in the midst of bloody combat, and fight out a path!

The moment he truly comprehends and condenses his belief in the Martial Dao might just be the moment 'momentum' transforms into 'intent'.

...

The next morning.

At the Xing Family's Martial Arts Arena.

A servant hurriedly walked in: "Young master, that Lin Zheyu has left the city again."

"Hmm?"

Xing Jing'an paused his cultivation, frowning.

Left the city again?

"Is he still alone?" Xing Jing'an asked.

"Yes, he's alone." The servant nodded.

"Don't worry about it."

Xing Jing'an pondered and said.

He felt that this might be another bait, and chasing after him would lead into the opponent's trap again.

Because last time, they lost two Peak of Refining Internal Organs Martial Artists and ten elite soldiers, the Clan Leader limited the manpower they could deploy.

Even if he wanted to chase, he was powerless to do so.

"Wait a moment, go and tell my father, let him make his own decision."

Xing Jing'an mused for a moment, then stopped the servant and instructed.

"Yes, young master."

Xing Jing'an frowned while watching the servant's departing back, took a deep breath, and continued his martial practice.

He only resented his own inadequacy; if he had the strength of the Qi Blood Realm, what trap or scheme would he fear?

...

In the Beast Roar Mountain, fierce beasts roamed everywhere.

The mountains connected with the mountain range, stretching endlessly.

Early in the morning, Lin Zheyu left the city, making his way to Beast Roar Mountain,

The mountain mist lingered, yet to disperse.

Lin Zheyu took a pill from his pouch; it was a Miasma-Preventing Elixir he concocted according to a formula from the Poison Canon, which could prevent the toxins from the miasma in the forest.

Rustling sounds.

In the forest, there were rustling noises.

Most of the fierce beasts on the outskirts weren't very strong.

Along the way, the strongest he encountered was only at the Refining Internal Organ Realm.

This time, entering the forest, he sought fierce beasts that had just entered the Qi Blood Realm threshold.

Since his strength reached this level, he hadn't undergone a real match of equal power; he always relied on overwhelming strength to crush opponents.

Lin Zheyu wanted to try and see if a showdown with a beast of equal strength would aid the enhancement of his punching momentum!

Moving through the forest, heading deeper into Beast Roar Mountain.

The deeper he went, the stronger the fierce beasts became, so those hunters and bandits dared not venture too far in.

Swish, swish, swish.

Lin Zheyu's speed was tremendous; in less than half an hour, he advanced nearly thirty li.

Reaching this place, there were almost no signs of human activity in the surroundings.

Hiss—

A massive python, over ten meters long, with a green body adorned in black and yellow patterns, suddenly shot out from the dense forest.

The giant python opened its huge mouth, lunging to bite Lin Zheyu.

Lin Zheyu's Qi Blood surged, channeling into his arms, causing his muscles to bulge, and enveloping them with an invisible fist momentum.

Bang!

A dull thud echoed as his fist struck the nose of the python. The terrifying power exploded, sending the huge snake head crashing to the ground with a resounding thump.

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