High Martial: I Grind Professions

It was as if his soul now had a tangible, highly condensed core and foundation, and the space between his brows was the domain where it existed.

Li Wen’s eyes snapped open, a brilliant light erupting from the depths of his pupils as if a star had exploded.

An indescribable, unprecedented perception instantly spread out.

He was facing forward, yet he could clearly "see" the scene behind him.

That wasn’t physical sight. It was an invisible field emanating from the small, jade-like figure seated between his brows. This field projected every bit of information within a certain radius around him, down to the smallest detail, directly into his consciousness.

The texture of the cold, smooth alloy walls; the motes of dust floating in the air; even the minuscule structural seams and condensation stains on the ceiling above—details nearly impossible for the human eye to detect—were all perfectly clear.

His gaze shifted to the window.

Sunlight poured through the large window. He focused his attention—the dust motes dancing in the sunbeams were no longer blurry specks, but now had strange shapes, outlines, and trajectories.

A large tree stood just outside the window. With a mere thought, his "gaze" precisely locked onto a tiny black mosquito clinging to the underside of a leaf.

The tiny barbs on the mosquito’s proboscis, the shimmering trajectory left by its vibrating wings, even the reflection of the tree in its compound eyes...

Rendered in perfect detail! Nothing could hide!

’This... could this be...’ Li Wen’s mind reeled. A term, buried deep in his memories and almost forgotten, suddenly leaped into his head. ’Divine Sense?!’

He had transmigrated to this world eighteen years ago. The Martial Dao flourished here, but he had never heard of such a clear, real, internal spiritual space—like a third eye opening between his brows.

Nor had anyone ever described such a terrifying ability—one that could transcend the limits of the physical body, perceive the microscopic world with precision, and clearly "see" behind oneself or even through walls.

This was clearly the power of "Divine Will," "Divine Sense," or "Inner Cosmos" from the xianxia novels and epic fantasy stories of his past life! It belonged to a truly Extraordinary domain.

Joy flooded his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. The name ’Divine Sense’ was just a fleeting thought; he didn’t dwell on it.

’Whatever this thing is called, whether a blessing or a curse, right now it’s only brought me the most direct of benefits. This is a real, tangible stroke of fortune, a tool that could rewrite my destiny.’

He suppressed his confusion about its origin and focused on familiarizing himself with this newfound power.

The range had its limits. Wherever his mind willed it, the area covered by his Divine Sense was as responsive as his own limbs, so clear it was like viewing an object under a magnifying glass or microscope.

The effective radius for this detailed perception was about fifty meters. Beyond that, the perception faded, blurring like ripples spreading on water.

The maximum range of this blurry perception extended to about one li. While it was nowhere near as clear as day like the perception within fifty meters, it was far from being blind.

Within one li, all living creatures with circulating qi and blood appeared in his perception like flames in the night.

They were like mobile clusters of light, formed from qi and blood, their strength and position varying but always clear.

The closer they were, the clearer the heat and pulsation of the light clusters became. Farther away, they were just vague indicators of strength and direction.

He focused his will.

In the private Martial Arts Room next door, his perception clearly locked onto a human figure whose qi and blood were significantly stronger than his own.

It was clearly Huang Hao, who had the highest physical level in the Flying Star Class.

He seemed to be practicing with some kind of heavy weapon at that moment. A vast amount of qi and blood energy reverberated within the room, but the insulation materials blocked most of it from escaping.

Farther away, in a spacious, well-lit office with an excellent view.

When Li Wen’s Divine Sense swept over it, his mind suddenly jolted.

That place was like a dormant volcano, its aura unfathomably deep and immense.

The blazing, boundless power of his qi and blood was condensed and purified to the extreme. Unlike Huang Hao’s exuberant emissions, it was deeply restrained within Fang Chengwu’s seemingly "ordinary" body.

It wasn’t a flame; it was a core of magma, refined and compressed to its absolute limit.

Only a faint wisp of an aura, as subtle as stellar radiation, leaked out, yet it was enough for Li Wen to feel the terrifying, world-shattering explosive power hidden beneath the tranquility.

This was a Super Martial Artist!

This was the true tip of the iceberg of power!

The reverence he used to feel for his teacher was now directly quantified into a terrifying sense of pressure.

Li Wen took a deep breath and opened his eyes again. In that instant, it was as if a hazy veil had been wiped away from the world.

Everything before him was unprecedentedly clear and sharp. This wasn’t a change in his eyesight, but the result of the perfect fusion between his Divine Sense and the visual information from his eyes.

His gaze swept over a practice saber made of refined steel. The blade was polished smooth.

Focusing Spirit, he looked closer—with the aid of his Divine Sense, what he once thought was a smooth surface now revealed every single micrometer-deep forging mark and the most minute differences in the material’s reflection.

Even the process of a speck of dust floating in the air slowly landing on the blade’s surface was captured by his eyes with incredible clarity.

He even subconsciously looked at a strand of his own short hair that had fallen.

Under the combined observation of his naked eye and Divine Sense, the seemingly smooth strand of hair revealed every tiny, overlapping, scale-like layer of its keratin structure.

Divine Sense... vision... a completely new worldview, a fusion of 360-degree, no-blind-spot, microscopic, and macroscopic Insight.

Within this new perception, a thought flashed like lightning.

The saber!

Li Wen shot to his feet, his steps so fast they left only a blurry afterimage as he crossed the room in a single stride.

His right hand swept naturally across the weapon rack, and a standard-issue long saber hummed as it leaped into his palm.

He didn’t activate Absolute Focus. He simply, instinctively, swung the saber into the empty space before him.

WHOOSH—!

The blade cut through the air, still at that same extremely fast, top-tier, peak grandmaster level.

But the moment he swung the saber, Li Wen’s heart trembled violently.

His Insight, a fusion of Divine Sense and enhanced vision, magnified every detail of the saber art in his "eyes" to an infinite degree.

Beneath that swift streak of light, he could "see" all the imperfections with utter clarity:

The slight, avoidable hesitation in his right shoulder as he initiated the strike.

The imperceptible, less-than-0.1-millimeter stiffness in his wrist at a pivotal point of exertion.

As the qi and blood were channeled down his arm to the end of the saber, he saw the slight dissipation of energy at the very tip—a point where it should have been perfectly condensed.

Even the angle of his toes at the moment he pushed off was a hair’s breadth from the theoretical optimum. This caused a minuscule loss of power and a distortion of the trajectory at the very end of the force-conduction chain.

In the past, when he practiced his saber arts, he had relied mostly on muscle memory, a vague understanding of force, and the macroscopic insight from Absolute Focus to deduce and optimize his movements.

It was like scratching an itch through a boot; he could only sense that ’something was off overall’ or that he was ’just a little bit short,’ but he couldn’t dissect the problem into countless, clearly visible, and individually correctable microscopic errors.

But now, things were different!