My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 5: The Literary Qi in the Book

Chapter 5: The Literary Qi in the Book

Early the next morning, just as the day was breaking, Qin Feng, who was still half-asleep, was awakened by the sound of wind breaking in the courtyard.

Qin Feng put on his clothes and walked out of the house. There he saw his younger brother, Qin An, swinging a narrow-bladed knife energetically, his upper body bare.

The morning light poured down, making his sweaty muscles shine brightly, a sight that made Qin Feng truly envious.

If only he had such a physique, he thought, he wouldn’t worry about not having a beautiful woman by his side.

“Big brother, are you awake?” Qin An stopped swinging the knife, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked over.

“Yeah, by the way, little brother, I happen to have something I want to ask you. If I give up studying and focus on martial arts, where should I start?”

“Big brother, aren’t you studying the classics?”

Qin Feng sighed, “I’ve been studying for over ten years, and I haven’t even reached the ninth rank in literary cultivation. Maybe I’m just not cut out for studying. Little brother, you are on the Divine Martial Dao Lineage so can you teach me about it. I want to give it a try too.”

“What big brother said makes sense.” Qin An thought for a moment, then squatted down, assuming a horse stance, and explained, “Strength rises from the ground, if you want to enter the Divine Martial Dao Lineage Ninth Level Body Refinement Realm, you need to strengthen your lower body first. Big brother, learn from me. Try to assume a horse stance and see how long you can hold it.”

“Alright!” Qin Feng shouted, then clumsily copied his brother’s posture. He didn’t believe that as a transmigrator, he couldn’t even do a horse stance properly.

He was going to be a martial god, after all!

After half an incense stick’s time, Qin Feng leaned against the wall, panting heavily, his sweat pouring down like rain.

“Big brother, don’t be discouraged. You managed to hold the horse stance for this long on your first try; you do have talent,” Qin An encouraged.

“Is that true?”

“Of course it is.”

Qin Feng’s eyes lit up. He wondered why he was so tired. It turned out everyone was the same. It seemed that the Divine Martial Dao Lineage was tailor-made for him!

“Oh, by the way, little brother, how long did you manage to hold the horse stance the first time you tried?”

Qin An pondered for a moment and replied, “I first assumed the horse stance when I was ten years old. I held it for about three hours. Oh? Where are you going, big brother?”

“The library!”

“Aren’t you practicing the horse stance anymore?”

“I’m not practicing anymore!” Qin Feng left in a huff.

Learning martial arts without studying literature is a waste for a Chinese person. I will study for the rise of the Qin family!

Creak~

The door of the library was pushed open, and at first glance, it was filled with all kinds of books, many of which were high-quality and unique books.

Qin Feng randomly picked up a book titled “Geography of the Great Qin Dynasty.” It provided information about the geographical divisions of the Great Qin Dynasty. He flipped through the pages, gaining a preliminary understanding of the entire Great Qin Dyansty.

Due to the prevalence of demons and monsters, the Great Qin Dynasty had difficulty maintaining unity. So, the founding emperor divided the entire empire into five regions. Apart from the central region controlled entirely by the imperial family, the eastern, southern, western, and northern regions were each managed by a prince.

In the city of Jinyang, where the Qin family resided, it was located in the southern region and fell under the jurisdiction of Prince Luo.

“By granting power to the four princes, isn’t the Great Qin Dyansty afraid of jeopardizing its status?” Qin Feng pondered as he read the books. His doubts were quickly answered.

Beyond the four regions of the Great Qin Empire, there were external tribes eyeing their territory. The four princes had to expend a great deal of energy defending against these external threats, leaving them with no time or energy to covet the imperial power.

“Letting the four princes deal with external threats not only protects the territory of the Great Qin Dyansty but also consolidates the transcendent position of the emperor. Indeed, those who can become emperor are cunning old foxes,” Qin Feng sighed and placed “Geography of the Great Qin Dynasty” back on the shelf.

For the next hour, Qin Feng stayed in the library, continuously flipping through books. Through his reading, his understanding of this world deepened, but he also discovered a frustrating fact.

“Even though I’ve read over a dozen books, I still haven’t felt any changes in my body. No wonder the original owner studied for more than ten years and still couldn’t reach the ninth rank in literary cultivation. It seems the path of the Literary Sage is not so easy to tread.”

Qin Feng put down the book in his hands, sighing deeply.

Just then, he suddenly thought of something. “Cang Feilan from the Demon Slaying Bureau mentioned that the Literary Sage tradition emphasizes Literature Qi cultivation. But what exactly is this ‘Literature Qi’, and where does it come from?”

In an attempt to solve his inner confusion, Qin Feng began searching the library.

However, among the tens of thousands of volumes, most of the texts were about Divine Martial Arts and Hundred Ghosts. Even when Literature Saint Dao Lineage cultivation was mentioned, it was only briefly discussed.

“Bah, uncultured warriors”

Qin Feng spat in frustration. This outcome was within his expectations. In the Great Qin Empire, which governed through martial strength, the number of people practicing the Literature Saint Dao Lineage was significantly fewer compared to those practicing divine martial arts and dealing with demons. Naturally, there were very few books about literary cultivation available in the market.

“Could it be that the path of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage is truly impassable?”

As he spoke, a golden light flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes, and the whole world seemed to change.

Apart from the emerald green lights he had seen before, he was astonished to find that there was also a faint white light emanating from each book!

Qin Feng swallowed hard, finding it difficult to believe.

“Could this white light be the Literary Qi?!”