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You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts

Chapter 313 - 175: You Truly Have Great Vision_3

Author: Cool little seal
updatedAt: 2026-01-19

CHAPTER 313: CHAPTER 175: YOU TRULY HAVE GREAT VISION_3

Every grotto heaven, every dangerous secret realm, must be guarded by martial arts masters on rotation. This illustrates the immense power of the Dongji Kingdom.

Although Ye Qingzhou is uncertain of the true depth of the Dongji Kingdom’s foundation, he estimates that combining masters and grandmasters, there are at least a thousand!

Even for grandmasters, the number is certainly not less than one hundred!

"As for the Martial Saints, they are formidable beings that completely transcend the ordinary."

The more Ye Qingzhou cultivates, the more he understands this pyramid structure of human society; everything for a martial artist is built upon their own strength.

Ye Qingzhou turns and moves to the center of the underground meditation room. Sitting cross-legged in the darkness, he enters meditation, starting to circulate the Innate Five Qi within, subtly comprehending the constant flow of power within his Dantian.

"Recently, the progress of my Undying Golden Body is becoming slow, it must have reached some kind of limit."

"As for my True Qi Cultivation, perhaps due to just absorbing a dragon vein, the advancement is rapid, but cultivation inevitably slows down the further it progresses. To truly achieve Five Qi Chaoyuan, with the current pace, it will take several months to settle."

Ye Qingzhou silently cultivates, meanwhile evaluating the speed of his cultivation improvement.

At the professional level of True Qi cultivation, there aren’t many shortcuts; it’s all about grinding, finding the rhythm that most aligns with oneself, and constructing the most perfect balance.

Moreover, other martial artists only need to control their Martial Arts True Qi.

But Ye Qingzhou needs to control the Innate Five Qi, considering each type of Innate Qi plus the distinction of Yin Yang attributes, that’s a total of ten types!

This difficulty is over a hundred times harder than others.

The complexity of establishing a cycle with one type of True Qi is incomparable to intertwining ten types to establish a cycle.

Yet precisely because it’s challenging, once mastered, the power exceeds a hundredfold, and the Innate Five Qi has no hidden primordial qi issues, which is the most crucial.

Ye Qingzhou dislikes being restricted by others, so he would rather spend more time perfecting the Five Qi Chaoyuan.

Thus, time flows swiftly.

A night without words.

Ding dong~

The next morning, the doorbell of the quiet room rings, followed by Uncle Liang’s voice on the intercom: "Mr. Ye, it’s about time, you should change clothes and head to the banquet."

"Got it."

Ye Qingzhou opens his eyes and stands up: "I’ll be down immediately."

The night falls.

Huatie Grand Hotel, part of the Huatie Group, is an enormous hotel chain reigning over fourteen cities in Xiang Province.

Located in Linjiang, the Huatie Grand Hotel is just a branch building, situated in the most prosperous area of Lingling District.

Today, various social elites in the city are gathered here.

A luxurious marquee arrives at the entrance of Huatie Grand Hotel, accompanied by several martial artists. Although they aren’t at the professional level, their Qi and blood are close, and their martial prowess is formidable.

Two people step out from the car: a middle-aged man in black ancient-styled attire and a young man.

"President Wan, long time no see."

The hotel’s lobby manager, responsible for greeting guests, approaches with compliments, looking at the young man: "This must be the Wan Family’s talented child, indeed, impressive."

"Hahaha, Old Heh, has Master Ye arrived?"

Wan Shengjun laughs heartily, evidently familiar with the other party.

"He’s here, on the fourth floor. President Zheng, President Liu, and President Yi are all there, accompanying Master Ye, Ye Qingzhou."

The lobby manager beams with smiles, respectfully leading the way: "President Wan, please, this way."

The young man following behind Wan Shengjun shows a hint of surprise in his eyes and, unable to restrain himself, softly asks: "Dad, did you bring me back from Modu just to meet a high schooler? Moreover, he’s merely a Martial Arts Hidden Dragon, hasn’t even acquired a professional-level license, when did he become a master?"

"Jinglong, speak carefully!"

Wan Shengjun reminds solemnly: "Remember that when you meet Master Ye, you should be more respectful."

He then sighs deeply: "This Martial Arts Hidden Dragon is phenomenal; at seventeen, he has the prowess to slay masters. The future is unimaginable; naturally, I want to make his acquaintance."

"Seventeen, slaying masters?"

Wan Jinglong feels a pang in his heart. Though his martial arts aptitude is extremely mediocre, he fathoms what this implies.

"I owe it all to your Uncle Zheng’s reminder, catching a night train from Modu to return. Seizing the chance while Master Ye still lacks an entourage, let’s make a preliminary visit and get acquainted."

"I left out all your cousins for this trip, just bringing you along. Don’t embarrass me, understood?"

Wan Shengjun emphasizes repeatedly, fearing his son might cause trouble, jeopardizing significant matters.

Wan Jinglong quickly nods: "Dad, rest assured. I know the importance."

The Wan Family indeed enjoys resplendence, successfully venturing from Linjiang to invest in Modu, earning considerable money in a few years.

Yet future affairs remain uncertain; establishing ties with a top-notch martial arts talent beforehand is immensely beneficial to the family’s business.

Soon.

The father-son duo ascends to the fourth floor of the hotel.

The entire floor is a massive banquet hall, lavishly decorated with extravagant luxury at its zenith.

From afar, the Wan father and son notice Linjiang Commerce Association’s President Zheng Zhiguang and some other high society heirs, along with a few prominent city figures congregated together.

At the chief seat, a white-clad youth sits; his brows are handsome, and amidst the gathering of bigshots, he remains affably composed.

"Is he Ye Qingzhou?"

Wan Jinglong feels envious; though born with a silver spoon with a father who’s a real estate tycoon,

Even though he’s now a college graduate, at such a level of banquet, he can only sit at the "kids’ table", mingling with other rich heirs.

Unlike Ye Qingzhou, at 17, he’s already seated with the top elites.

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