Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 150: Manifestation of Spiritual Power, Subtle Use of the Book of Civilization, Cultivation and Creation of New Cultivation Techniques
Open it and take a look, it’s all clearly displayed.
1. Li Haobai, Third Grade Peak...
2. Long Potian, Second Grade High Rank...
3. Zhao Qian, First Grade Peak...
...
Densely packed, row upon row, with just a thought, more detailed information can be seen.
And one can filter and arrange them, searching according to different functions.
You can scroll infinitely down, as if there’s no end.
With a thought, the second page, third page, fourth page, and so on.
Only each page has different cultivation technique names, the higher the grade, the fewer successful cultivators.
After a moment, Lin Ping’an’s lips slightly curled up.
"Ha! This manifestation of spiritual power is quite interesting! As long as one has cultivated the technique I created, it’s like a cause-and-effect relationship is established."
"The more and deeper one cultivates, the more entangled the cause and effect, and the more information can be seen, even locating the cultivator’s position in real time."
"Once it reaches a certain level, it can even seal, extract, and prevent harm."
"Hmm! This book shall be called the Book of Civilization from now on!"
"Turning a page equals an entire civilization."
After saying this, he exited the consciousness space and began creating a new cultivation technique.
5%...10%...15%...
More than an hour later.
At the entrance of Great Xia Academy, a bus stopped, and several familiar figures got off, led by Su Die and her group.
As soon as the five of them got off and entered the campus, they attracted the attention of many passing students.
"Oh my! Isn’t that Chairman Su? Why does she look so severely injured? Did she encounter a formidable opponent on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races?"
"Look! Senior Sister Liu seems to be quite injured too, only the other three seem unscathed!"
"No way! I remember that King of Death, Song Changkong, left with them too. How come he’s not back? Did he really doom himself?"
"Tsk tsk tsk... why are you saying such inauspicious things? Afraid of getting hit? I saw Senior Song, he was carried back lying down, he’s not dead!"
"..."
On the other side, the five didn’t pay any attention to the murmurs from nearby, continuing on their way.
Today was indeed too thrilling, almost like a brush with death.
The two severely injured women just wanted to rest and recuperate, while the three lightly injured ones also prepared to take a break.
Not long after, the five said their farewells.
Among them, Liu Yanran and Su Die were heading in the same direction, so they walked together.
"Yanran, what do you think of him?"
Hearing this seemingly out of context question, Liu Yanran rolled her eyes in exasperation.
There was no need to guess; she knew who the "he" in question referred to.
"Xiaodie’Er, I’m telling you, eating the tender grass as the old cow is quite efficient for you. A junior just enrolled a few months ago, and you’ve got your eyes firmly on him..."
Hearing this, Su Die’s expression couldn’t hold and she retorted coyly.
"Oh, what are you blabbering about? I meant if he might be in danger! After all, a large-scale beast tide broke out at that time, and we didn’t see him upon return."
Hearing these somewhat out-of-character words, Liu Yanran chuckled, glancing over with an amused look.
"Hmmm... Xiaodie’Er, are you overthinking it? His strength is much greater than ours, slicing a Fifth Grade Exotic Beast in one stroke. Do you think any beast nearby could pose a threat to him?"
"Besides, let’s not forget, news of the large-scale beast tide resolution spread shortly after we parted."
"What could possibly happen in such a short time?"
Just then, the two women passed by a villa and stopped in their tracks.
"??? Villa No. 1 is lit up!"
"He’s back! Junior Lin is safely back!"
"Hey hey hey... Xiaodie’Er, stop grinning like a fool! Why do I feel like you’re turning into a fangirl?"
"Ha! What are you talking about! I’m just happy for Junior Lin!"
"Then why not go and ask him why he didn’t tell you he was back?"
"Hmph! Get lost!"
"..."
The two bantered as they walked, leaving behind a trail of laughter.
However, Su Die didn’t actually go to inquire, choosing to leave instead.
In her mind, she still didn’t qualify to stand beside that exceptional junior.
He was too dazzling, and the gap between them was too vast.
On the other hand, Lin Ping’an, still cultivating, heard the commotion.
After all, within a two-hundred-mile radius was the domain of his spiritual power, where even the slightest movement couldn’t escape his perception.
Though most information is automatically filtered out, the two women were so close, and their words concerned him.
His heart stirred slightly, and he naturally paid a little attention.
However, even upon knowing, Lin Ping’an’s face remained expressionless, his heart unmoved.
Women are just pretty skeletons, only interfering with his blade-drawing speed.
He ignored Su Die’s girlish thoughts entirely.
From beginning to end, Lin Ping’an’s goals and actions were always clear: destroy the evil cult, flatten the Ten Thousand Races for revenge, create more cultivation techniques, explore Martial Arts Peak, reverse time, control life and death, reincarnate, and resurrect his parents in this world.
Now, the first small goal was almost completed. The rest just needed to be completed step by step.
In this process, he had no intention of getting entangled in romantic feelings.
No interest, no need, and utterly boring.
Is creating cultivation techniques not interesting, or is martial arts not attractive?
Women?
Ha ha da!
He would rather let them be as far away as possible!
In his past life, while reading novels, Lin Ping’an most hated plots involving romance in the cultivation world, as if one couldn’t live without a woman or a man.
The ultimate truth lay in arm’s reach.
If not going to explore... to pursue... to seek knowledge...
Instead, thinking only of fruit is disgusting.
Lin Ping’an’s self-positioning was clear, a cautious seeker.
At night, the full moon hung high, casting a silvery glow.
Sitting cross-legged in the living room, Lin Ping’an was also working on breaking through to the Eighth Grade Grandmaster.
The Eighth Grade Realm, also known as the Golden Body Realm, Venerable Realm, Grandmaster Realm.
Before breaking through.
Firstly, one must achieve the Seventh Grade Peak Cultivation.
Secondly, possess at least fifty thousand calories of Qi Blood.
Both are indispensable.
Most achieve the former, but the latter is closely related to one’s foundation.
Many Grandmasters stuck at the Seventh Grade Peak fail to progress to the Eighth Grade due to an unstable foundation and insufficient Qi Blood at the limit.
However, for Lin Ping’an, all these were non-issues, as he had already met these conditions long ago.
Once fulfilling the two points, one can forge the Golden Body, cleanse with Qi Blood, and integrate the Power of Heaven and Earth.
By tempering every cell, bone marrow, and flesh, it counts as a First Forged Golden Body, the initial phase of the Eighth Grade.
After this phase, it equates to breaking through to the Grandmaster Level, with subsequent cultivation involving continuous forging of the Golden Body.
Eighth Grade Initial Rank: First Forging Golden Body and Second Forging Golden Body.
Eighth Grade Middle Rank: Third Forging Golden Body.
Eighth Grade High Rank: Fourth Forging Golden Body.
Eighth Grade Peak: Fifth Forging Golden Body.
Upon reaching the Fifth Forging Realm, one can choose to break through to the Ninth Grade Realm, or continue forging upwards until the Ninth Forging Golden Body, the limits.
In summary, the Fifth Forging is the minimum threshold for breaking through to the Ninth Grade.
Of course, similar to Body Tempering and Bone Tempering, more forgings in the Eighth Grade lead to greater power after a breakthrough.
Forging the Golden Body in the Eighth Grade also lays the foundation for the Ninth and higher realms.
