[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback":3,"chapter-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-64":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Rising from Obscurity: My Martial Path Comeback",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2265899,4424,"Chapter 64: No Martialist Shall See White Hair","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-64",64,"\u003Cp>The next day!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard was in disarray, littered with fallen leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen woke up and saw the leaves on the ground, feeling somewhat embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night’s cultivation had been too intense; toward the end, he couldn’t hold back, and all the trees in the courtyard suffered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It shouldn’t… probably won’t require me to pay for damages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, Lin Chen did not begin with martial practice after rising; instead, he picked up a broom and swept the fallen leaves to one side, piling them into a small mound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Lin Chen finished sweeping, the courtyard gate opened, and the maid who had brought him here the day before entered carrying a food box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Lin, this is the breakfast prepared for you by the Martial Garden.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid set the food box down on the stone table and smiled: “How could we let Young Master Lin do such mundane cleaning? Let us servants handle it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I woke up early, had nothing else to do.” Lin Chen chuckled awkwardly, pointing to the trees knocked crooked by his palm strikes: “These trees…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night’s storm knocked them over—they needed replacing anyway. Young Master Lin needn’t worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid smirked slightly; she had been in the small side room outside the courtyard all night, listening to the howling wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing he wouldn’t have to pay, Lin Chen sighed in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Lin, please enjoy your meal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid had already laid out the dishes from the food box on the table; to Lin Chen’s surprise, there was a small dish of rare bird meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gray-winged gull meat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had never eaten it, he had seen it several times while exchanging meat vouchers with Sister Jiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This small dish weighed about two taels; the cafeteria sold gray-winged gull meat at five taels per jin, while outside, one jin cost six silver taels—so this two-tael portion was worth over one silver tael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, cough—Miss, may I ask, is this breakfast paid for?” Lin Chen didn’t pick up his chopsticks yet; he needed to be certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Lin, you jest. Any martial cultivator staying at our Martial Garden may enjoy breakfast free of charge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon receiving a confirmed answer, Lin Chen finally picked up his chopsticks and ate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, as the maid collected the food box, Lin Chen did not linger in the courtyard—he headed for the fighting platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he consecutively defeated five martialists on the second platform—all masked students from martial academies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only with the sixth and seventh opponents did he meet true rivals: one who had achieved minor mastery in Seven Stars Fist, and another who had reached great mastery in Galesweep Leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his battle against the Seven Stars Fist minor master, he barely won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But facing the Galesweep Leg great master, he felt for the first time what “storm and torrent” leg techniques truly meant; the opponent’s legs descended like a relentless downpour, and within fifteen breaths, he was kicked off the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the gap between minor mastery and great mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martial arts grow harder to advance the further one progresses, yet once that threshold is crossed, their power surges terrifyingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martial Garden also provided lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, there was no rare bird meat—only ordinary beef, mutton, and rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen glanced at his panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Host: Lin Chen】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Realm: Open Meridian (4\u002F24): (35\u002F100)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Clear Wind Palm: Minor Mastery (6\u002F10)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Water Cloud Palm: Proficient (2\u002F10)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just four points short of great mastery!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martial Garden assigned him four more opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Senior Yan had told him, these four martialists also trained Clear Wind Palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Have I somehow stumbled into the Clear Wind Martial Hall’s inner circle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen was puzzled, but sparring with Clear Wind Palm cultivators was certainly beneficial—it deepened his understanding of the art by observing their palm techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even among minor masters, differences exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the first three matches, Lin Chen won easily—fastest in ten strikes, slowest in thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan He’an, the referee, watched with pupils shrinking; he had witnessed Lin Chen’s first match yesterday and now his third today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen’s progress in Clear Wind Palm was visibly astonishing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could the Clear Wind Martial Hall abandon such a genius disciple?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Elder had ordered no investigation into Lin Chen, Yan He’an had still inquired and learned the story between Lin Chen and the Clear Wind Martial Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen had entered the Martial Hall and first chosen the Clear Wind Martial Hall—but was rejected. Only after the former Inspector’s intervention did the Clear Wind Martial Hall reluctantly accept him as a disciple, yet assigned him to the Still Water Martial Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after Inspector Shu departed, the Still Water Martial Hall’s submitted student roster still listed Lin Chen’s name—meaning the Clear Wind Martial Hall had abandoned him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan He’an believed he could guess most of the inner details: once Inspector Shu left, the Clear Wind Martial Hall, who had never cared for Lin Chen, simply let him go when the Still Water Martial Hall requested him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the Still Water Martial Hall had discovered Lin Chen’s exceptional talent for martial arts comprehension—and yet, were the headmaster and instructors of the Clear Wind Martial Hall fools?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Still Water Martial Hall only accepts female disciples, yet made an exception for Lin Chen—proof enough that he possessed something extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan He’an couldn’t understand it. Watching Lin Chen on the platform, he sighed inwardly: twice abandoned by the Clear Wind Martial Hall, Lin Chen must be holding back a storm of resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servants had already informed him that Lin Chen had trained in the courtyard until nearly dawn the previous night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such desperate cultivation likely aimed to prove himself in the upcoming martial hall competition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Yan, please notify the fourth martialist to enter.” Lin Chen, after resting, nodded to Yan He’an.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fourth martialist is unusual—he once achieved great mastery in Clear Wind Palm, but is over forty, his vital energy in decline. He was once a six-open-meridian powerhouse. Will Young Master Lin still face him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding four martialists who trained Clear Wind Palm and were at open meridian level was already difficult; for Yan He’an, finding even one was a challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen was surprised—he had never fought a martialist over forty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I ask, Senior, what is this martialist’s current strength?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A martialist over forty, open meridian cultivator, loses one meridian’s vital energy per year. This man is forty-two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Lin Chen understood: the old martialist’s current realm was open meridian four, yet his Clear Wind Palm had reached great mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am willing to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Lin Chen accepted. His Clear Wind Palm was nearly at great mastery; the previous minor masters had offered little insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan He’an left the courtyard and returned a few minutes later with a middle-aged man of similar age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All martialists who came to fight today had clearly been briefed by Yan He’an—they asked Lin Chen no questions, merely stepped onto the platform silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior, please.” Lin Chen bowed respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Xuesong looked at the masked Lin Chen. He knew why the Martial Garden summoned him—to serve as a sparring partner for this boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a six-meridian martialist, acting as a sparring partner for a four-meridian was humiliating—but his vital energy had decayed, his income opportunities dwindling; every bit helped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lin Chen did not wait for his opponent to strike first; he showed proper respect to this elder martialist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen drew a deep breath, then shot forward like a swallow, his right palm slicing through the air with a whistle, aimed straight at Guo Xuesong’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This move was fierce and sharp—utterly unlike the ethereal style of Clear Wind Palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Chen’s attack, Guo Xuesong’s eyes gleamed with appreciation; this boy’s understanding of Clear Wind Palm went far beyond mere minor mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clear Wind Palm’s essence lies in its formless, drifting nature—but that does not mean every strike must be gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There is the breeze caressing the face, and there is the storm tearing apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Lin Chen’s strike, Guo Xuesong remained calm, sidestepping slightly and effortlessly evading the sharp blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen, unfazed by the missed strike, shifted his foot, and his left palm followed instantly, transforming into a wind-blade that slashed diagonally downward with a howling wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Guo Xuesong did not dodge; he placed both palms before his chest, then thrust outward sharply—his thick palm force erupted like a storm, completely dissolving Lin Chen’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, the backlash numbed Lin Chen’s arm and destabilized his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having shattered Lin Chen’s assault, Guo Xuesong pressed forward, his movement swift as a phantom, closing the distance in a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palms danced like lightning, each shadow a blade of wind, a torrent of furious strikes sweeping toward Lin Chen from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen’s pupils contracted; facing Guo Xuesong’s storm-like onslaught, he could only retreat continuously. Soon, beads of sweat the size of beans formed on his face—had he not used the Swallow Steps, his footwork would have failed, and he would already have lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against this veteran martialist, he found not a single opening to counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he truly felt the power of great mastery-level Clear Wind Palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five breaths later!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen took his first hit—his vital energy surged violently, blood rising to his throat, barely held back from spitting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the force of that palm strike, Lin Chen frowned. A four-meridian martialist with great mastery in Clear Wind Palm—this blow shouldn’t have hurt him so lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Chen looked up at Guo Xuesong—and quickly noticed the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Xuesong’s breathing was heavy and ragged, like an old bellows straining to draw air; his palm techniques were fierce, but at the final moment of impact, his power faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan He’an below the platform sighed faintly: once a martialist’s vital energy decays, his power plummets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vital energy affects not only realm, but also the effectiveness of martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his current state, Guo Xuesong could not sustain the full power of great mastery-level Clear Wind Palm—he was like a crossbow bolt spent at the end of its flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten breaths was already Guo Xuesong’s limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, I apologize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the opponent’s strength waning, Lin Chen did not yield. Though this fight was unfair, the five taels of silver as stakes mattered greatly to him—he needed this prize to continue battling other martial artists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty breaths later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the young boy endure several of his blows, then shift to primarily parrying and deflecting after a few final strikes, Guo Xuesong’s expression grew complex and unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His full-power Clear Wind Palm had left him slightly drained, and the boy had noticed—yet he chose not to take advantage, not launching a relentless assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not be so rude as to ignore this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You win.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Xuesong spoke slowly, walking away from the arena with a sense of melancholy. Watching the boy’s retreating figure, Lin Chen could only bow his fist in respectful farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dao of Martial Arts is cruel—it does not permit martial artists to grow old!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1870,"2026-06-19T20:25:56.550Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a9bd5f1137af44809833eec59b8745f781556f54a7bd77ca80f6e98b91e41d58","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-65","rising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-chapter-63",591,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frising-from-obscurity-my-martial-path-comeback-cover.jpg"]