"Can this gate... send me to another world?"
Through a brief connection of mind and spirit, streams of information flowed from within the 'gate'.
Simply put, as long as Lin Yuan willed it, he could use the 'gate' within his mind to enter another world.
This entry wasn't in physical form but rather the descent of true spirit and consciousness, akin to reincarnation.
"The Gate of Myriad Realms."
Lin Yuan mused, understanding from the flashing text below his vision that the light gate within his mind should indeed be the Gate of Myriad Realms.
Furthermore, Lin Yuan realized he was the master of this gate.
"Should I give it a try now?" Lin Yuan pondered.
The Gate of Myriad Realms could send his true spirit and consciousness into a different world.
However, it was not without limits; each traversal required the gate to 'recharge' for a while.
Based on the orbital period of Azure Wave Star, this duration was approximately eight months to a year.
"No more hesitations."
Lin Yuan made up his mind.
In a few days, recruitment personnel would take him away, and from then on, he'd be under constant surveillance along with other recruits.
Lin Yuan was unsure whether the traversal of true spirit through the Gate of Myriad Realms would leave any detectable trace on his physical body that the monitoring could pick up.
But he dared not gamble on this.
Even a fool could tell that the Gate of Myriad Realms in his mind was no ordinary treasure.
If its existence leaked, the consequences for him would certainly be more dire than the enforced recruitment.
The principle that possessing a treasure could bring harm was something Lin Yuan understood well.
Hence, the optimal time for him to traverse the myriad realms was now.
At least currently, he wasn't under any scrutiny.
Any anomalies could still be concealed.
Moreover, the extraordinary nature of the Gate of Myriad Realms might just enable Lin Yuan to become an evolver, thus exempting him from compulsory recruitment.
"Traverse."
With that thought, the light gate in Lin Yuan's mind began to tremble.
He felt his mind and spirit rush uncontrollably into the gate.
Great Li Dynasty.
Great Zen Temple.
Known as a sacred ground of the Buddhist Sect, the Great Zen Temple was shrouded in profound mystery.
With no fewer than fifty monks at the Innate Realm and even a venerable monk at the Grandmaster Realm, it was indeed a formidable force.
One must know—
In both the world of temples and the martial world, an Innate martial artist was a formidable expert, and Grandmasters were even rarer, counting on two hands.
With a Grandmaster overseeing it, the Great Zen Temple could be hailed as one of the topmost powers.
Martial Monk Academy.
Hundreds of martial monks were practicing vigorously, shirtless, sweat pouring down as they performed the Arhat Fist.
The Arhat Fist wasn't overly complex martial arts, but it was great for laying a strong foundation.
The monks of the Great Zen Temple often practiced this technique to circulate their blood and Qi.
As the monks diligently practiced their fists, not far away, a group of three- to four-year-old novice monks, clad in gray robes, peeked out with wide eyes brimming with curiosity and anticipation.
These young novices were the latest disciples accepted by Great Zen Temple, mostly orphans without parents.
"Unexpectedly..."
Among the dozen or so novices, one, obviously younger, had eyes that momentarily flashed with a peculiar light.
This young novice, of course, was Lin Yuan, who had traversed over.
"A Martial World."
Lin Yuan pondered.
Though the novice's body was young, he had some understanding of this world.
It was similar to ancient 'Earth', where martial experts could defeat thousands.
Lin Yuan's memory of the novice revealed that an elder monk from Great Zen Temple, from a distance of dozens of meters, could shatter a wall with a gentle palm—something akin to a 'superhuman', belonging to the ranks of evolvers in the Universal Human Civilization.
[Name: Lin Yuan] [Identity: Master of the Gate of Myriad Realms] [Realm: None] [Bound Talent: Heaven-Defying Comprehension] [Current Status: Consciousness Descended] [Stay Duration: Twenty Years]
Lines of ethereal text flashed silently in the lower left of Lin Yuan's vision.
"So, I can only stay in this world for twenty years?" Lin Yuan thought.
This was understandable, but the newly appeared [Bound Talent] made him somewhat curious.
"Heaven-Defying Comprehension."
Lin Yuan examined himself.
Apart from his senses becoming much sharper, he found nothing else unusual.
"Huh?"
"Is that a sparrow?"
Lin Yuan looked up and saw a sparrow flying across the sky.
With his acute senses, he noticed every detail of the sparrow—its feathers, wings, and plumes.
Just moments later:
[Your comprehension is heaven-defying.
Watching the sparrow's flight, you have grasped the martial art Divine Sparrow Sky Crossing Technique.]
Lin Yuan's eyes widened in surprise.
Instantly, countless insights about the martial art Divine Sparrow Sky Crossing Technique flowed into his mind.
This technique allowed a person to momentarily float, and although not akin to a sparrow's true flight, it was nonetheless astonishing.
"So this is Heaven-Defying Comprehension."
Lin Yuan took a deep breath.
Merely by watching a sparrow for a while, he mastered a rare technique.
This ability indeed lived up to the name 'heaven-defying'.
"Worm."
Shifting his gaze, Lin Yuan looked at an earthworm crawling out from the soil.
[Your comprehension is heaven-defying.
Observing the earthworm burrowing, you've learned the martial art Earth Dragon Rolling Technique.]
An influx of tunneling expertise and techniques emerged; using the Earth Dragon Rolling Technique, Lin Yuan could easily construct a massive underground passage in a short period, making him the legendary ancestor of all grave robbers.
"Extraordinary."
"Truly extraordinary."
Lin Yuan couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Meanwhile, he shifted focus from his surroundings to the numerous martial monks practicing not far off.
[Your comprehension is heaven-defying.
Observing the martial monks practicing Arhat Fist, you have learned the superior martial art Great Arhat Buddha Fist.]
Compared to the earlier two attempts, this one took significantly longer, nearly half an incense stick's worth of time.
"Great Arhat Buddha Fist?"
A surge of inspiration filled Lin Yuan's mind, and he began practicing the fist technique accordingly.
Under the old cypress tree in Martial Monk Academy, the head monk Hui Wen paused, watching the martial monks at their practice.
"Not bad, not bad."
"The path of martial arts has no shortcuts."
"Only through decades of relentless perseverance can one achieve success."
Head monk Hui Wen nodded slightly, a hint of approval on his face.
He observed for a while and found no monks slacking; everyone was earnestly practicing the fist, without the slightest negligence.
"Those little rascals."
Head monk Hui Wen's eyes shifted slightly, noticing the group of novice monks watching from a distance.
Though Great Zen Temple was a sacred Buddhist ground, it was also a great sect of martial arts.
It was natural for newly admitted novices to yearn for martial prowess.
"Still learning to walk, but already wanting to run?"
Hui Wen noticed six or seven novice monks mimicking the martial monks, clumsily practicing the fist technique, feeling somewhat helpless.
The Arhat Fist, though not exceedingly profound, was a closely guarded secret of Great Zen Temple, taking at least seven to eight years to master properly.
This was only possible with ample Qi and blood and under the guidance of esteemed teachers.
As for those young novices, their bodies hadn't even grown, making it impossible to successfully practice the Arhat Fist.
"Nonsense. It's all nonsense."
Hui Wen frowned.
Practicing martial arts was no child's play; without proper technique, forcing practice could harm rather than benefit one's body.
"Huh?"
Just as Hui Wen was about to send the novice monks away, he paused suddenly, eyes landing on the youngest novice among them.
Unlike the other novices, this one was also practicing the fist.
"This?" Hui Wen's expression changed subtly, with increasing disbelief, as if turbulent waves stirred within his heart.