Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 896: Chapter 477: Eighth Life: One-Hit Kill, Opening the Sea of Qi!

Cyan Cloud Sect.

First floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Yuan looked at the dazzling array of various martial techniques, unable to choose.

He walked to a wooden shelf, picked up a martial technique at random, and began to browse its contents.

[Bone-Softening Palm]: Mid-grade martial technique, belonging to demonic martial arts. Though powerful, it has many side effects. If cultivated to great success, a single strike can turn the opponent into a puddle of blood.

[Vajra Fist]: Mid-grade martial technique, fierce and ferocious in its attacks, the fist hit is as hard as vajra, and can kill the enemy in an instant.

[Illusionary Step]: Mid-grade body technique, this technique is agile and light. When deployed by the cultivator, the figure flickers like a phantom, making it difficult for opponents to catch sight of them.

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Lu Yuan skimmed through dozens of secret manuals, but his expression turned somewhat odd.

The order of the Supreme Origin Sacred Realm is chaotic, truth and lies are reversed, emphasizing that will overrides everything, focusing on idealism.

As a result, these martial arts secret manuals only provide a vague direction, lacking detailed cultivation methods.

As for how to cultivate them, it all depends on the martial artist’s imagination and creativity.

For example, the Bone-Softening Palm manual records several cultivation methods.

One method suggests that this move is insidious and venomous, requiring daily consumption of various highly poisonous substances to merge the toxins with inner strength, greatly enhancing one’s own toxicity.

If an enemy is inadvertently struck, they will silently perish.

The other cultivation methods are also bizarre, each more eccentric than the last.

"Forget it, I’ll just randomly choose two martial techniques and use [Refining Illusion into Truth] to perfect them."

Lu Yuan figured out that the techniques in this realm are all based on idealism, with none being normal.

Half an hour later.

Lu Yuan walked out of the Scripture Pavilion with the transcriptions of [Vajra Fist], [Illusionary Step], and [Chang Chun Skill].

The first two are mid-grade martial techniques, while the last one, [Chang Chun Skill], is a cultivation technique.

The rules of this realm are chaotic, with martial dao and immortal dao coexisting.

There are martial artists who can move mountains and seas, and shatter the void with punches, as well as qi refiners who dine on mist and sip dew, extinguishing stars with a flick.

Although Chang Chun Skill is not a top-tier cultivation technique, it allows the absorption of heaven and earth spiritual energy into the body, a key to breaking through to the Spiritual Sea Realm.

Only by becoming an outer disciple can one qualify to cultivate this technique.

Back at his residence.

Lu Yuan took out [Vajra Fist] and [Illusionary Step] and began to study them closely.

The yellowing secret manuals in his hand were very thin, only a few dozen pages, mostly containing outlines of martial techniques and cultivation insights from various elders.

There were no explicit cultivation methods; the way to cultivate depended entirely on personal comprehension and will.

For instance, someone like Zhao Tie, who is straightforward, can cultivate Iron Bone Skill to great success through mere imagination and perseverance.

Others might take a different path, consuming steel every day, thereby tempering their flesh body to become as solid as steel.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan had the talent of [Refining Illusion into Truth], so he didn’t have to torture himself like others.

With a slight mental shift, several lines of information appeared in his mind.

[Martial Technique: Vajra Fist (Corrected)]

[This fist is fierce and abrupt, with the punch like a spear, emphasizing a barrage like a storm, killing the enemy within an inch.]

[Additionally, this method also strengthens the body and bones. If cultivated to a profound realm, the flesh body can be tempered to be impervious to blades and bullets, indestructible.]

A flood of information surged into Lu Yuan’s mind, instantly giving him complete understanding of the key points of the fist and realizing its essence.

"Qi and blood like a furnace, intention held in the heart..."

Lu Yuan slightly bent his knees, assumed a horse stance, and began practicing the fist technique.

Soon enough.

He felt the qi and blood in his body become lively, with all blood, flesh, and bones slightly wriggling, continuously trembling at some special frequency.

The surging qi and blood boiled and rushed like rivers and seas, finally gathering entirely on his fists, tempering the bones and flesh of his palms to become increasingly solid.

By the end.

The skin on the surface of his fist became as tough and thick as cowhide, as if just mobilizing some strength would unleash astonishing destructive power!

"A mid-grade martial technique, truly remarkable. At this rate, I’ll probably reach the Body Refining Ninth Layer in just a few more days."

Lu Yuan felt elated, immersing himself in the cultivation status, unable to extricate himself.

Two days passed in a flash.

While he was engrossed in practicing his fist techniques.

A sinister-looking man in a yellow robe, who had just ended his confinement, returned to the Artifact Refining Hall with a belly full of anger.

"Disciple pays respect to Steward Wang."

The other servant disciples, seeing his gloomy face, were all terrified, not daring to even breathe loudly.

For those who knew Steward Wang’s temperament, they all understood that whenever he was in a bad mood, he would use every means possible to torment the servant disciples to relieve his anger.

The mild ones would get a severe beating, unable to get out of bed for days.

The severe ones would suffer humiliation, becoming paralyzed from the waist down!

"Where has Lu Yuan disappeared to? Why haven’t I seen him today? Go get him for me!"

Steward Wang glanced around the crowd, but upon finding Lu Yuan absent, he immediately erupted in anger.

"Reporting to Steward Wang, Lu Yuan has been progressing rapidly in strength lately and has successfully become an outer disciple, no longer needing to do chores in the Artifact Refining Hall."

A servant disciple, hardening his resolve, reported in a trembling voice.

"He became an outer disciple?"

Hearing this news, Steward Wang’s expression changed slightly, his face turning grim.

Within the Cyan Cloud Sect, outer disciples already counted as their own people, their status more esteemed than that of servant disciples, and even he couldn’t command them.

If a servant disciple died, they died, and almost no one cared.