Extra's Strategy: Cultivate Protagonists, Become Invincible-Chapter 87: The Storm In The Spiritual World

There are some moments in our daily lives when we feel like we’re at the top of the intelligence-based ranking of all of humanity.

Or maybe that was just Han Xuhan’s thing. He certainly felt like that right now after pulling his latest stunt, which was giving off the impression of a successful scheme.

Standing beside him, Qian Yun had started silently wheezing at some point during his narcissistic self-appreciation.

Han Xuhan would have laughed alongside him too, if not for the fact that his insides were churning like boiling water.

He briefly wondered whether the punishment was actually coming to get his ass. But shouldn’t the punishment have fallen on Zhanxian first? It was the skeleton’s finger that wrote the law fragments after all...

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Even Qian Yun would be higher in the rank of priorities of the punishment mechanisms, since the paper on which he drew the first law fragment belonged to that guy; or even Mu Ran, because it was his law fragment that they were banking on...

Ahem, ahem!

One might call Han Xuhan a bad person for treating a sentient creature like Zhanxian as a meat shield...Or more accurately, a bone shield.

But Han Xuhan didn’t have any other choices at this point. Even if there was a way to solve this impasse they were facing, he was perhaps not intelligent enough to figure it out.

He had made a half-assed plan to make this work in his favor. Since the law fragments on the wall seemed to be active, possibly through a mysterious source, Han Xuhan wanted to use that source to fuel his own law fragments.

It was a simple, crude, and risky plan. Even if anyone in this stadium were lucky enough to accidentally figure the meaning of the texts out, they wouldn’t dare to make a move so risky in fear of the possible punishment for such a stunt.

As soon as the last person of their selected 24 helpers finished carving the last millimeter of the law fragment that would activate all the newly written laws, Han Xuhan’s innards suddenly felt like they had been stuffed with a bunch of snakes.

It wasn’t a painful experience, to be honest, but certainly uncomfortable. Immediately, Han Xuhan tried to see what was wrong with his body using the qi perception technique to observe the flow of qi inside his meridians.

He couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary. Yet the feeling of being stuffed with cylindrical, moving creatures only became even more intense.

Han Xuhan opened an eye and glanced at Zhanxian to see if the skeleton was exhibiting any odd reactions. But it simply stood beside him, unmoving and silent. Something was odd.

Han Xuhan sensed another strange phenomenon after opening his eyes.

Time was moving slow, almost stagnant.

Did I unlock some sort of superpower? Or is it the fabled time of retrospection of one’s entire life before dying abruptly?

His friend Qian Yun was doubled over, still in his laughing posture.

The cultivators further away were just as still as him, stuck in the middle of their movements.

Han Xuhan decided to inspect his spiritual world. He wanted one last look at the fruit of his labor before he got smote with whatever ball-busting lightning tribulation from the walls, coming to dish out his punishment.

The foundation tower inside his spiritual world, however, held a surprise for him. It was shaking as if it was at the epicenter of an earthquake.

Han Xuhan’s consciousness floated inside the shaking building. The previously empty hall room turned out to be the source of the disturbance.

Han Xuhan’s foundation tower was undergoing a renovation!

The walls, which had been pristine white before, were now being filled up with familiar-looking symbols. Not a single inch was spared, not a single stroke was unfamiliar.

The walls were thus painted black as he watched in stunned silence, like splattered, dry blood. His foundation tower could be officially advertised as a horror house in a high-budget movie set and it wouldn’t be at all out of place. It scared the hell out of its owner himself!

The symbols gave off the impression of living creatures. It was a disturbing sight, to say the least, and he had always been a bit of a coward.

He felt like he was within an intangible, imaginary part of his consciousness where everything was a vague representation of his own abilities. This wasn’t something he could avoid just because he was scared of it.

The chaotic paint job looked very high quality and permanent. He would have to face the ever-moving, bloody strokes on the wall every time he inspected his spiritual world.

On the bright side, this was Zhanxian’s home. If he survived the current predicament, the skeleton could always accompany him when he entered this place, hehe...

Did he just plan to scare an undead skeleton soldier with bloody illustrations?

Han Xuhan felt an urgent need to attend a mental therapy session in the infirmary. Logically speaking, therapy should work wonders against mental demons.

The world of cultivation was getting to him. It was far too stressful a place. But he liked it!

The anticipated punishment hadn’t yet appeared. There were no further changes in Han Xuhan’s foundation tower. The texts on these four walls were beginning to settle down.

After a few moments of observation, Han Xuhan got the gist of what had happened.

The language he had been busy deciphering—the language of laws—was similar to Mystic Arts, judging by the fact that it required one to use qi to comprehend the meaning behind each alphabet.

In the last seven hours, he, along with Qian Yun, had done his best to decipher every law fragment in the stadium. They had managed to decipher many, while the rest were either unreachable or contained meanings too vague for them to understand.

Using some guesswork, Han Xuhan managed to design a theory.

If the entire language of laws was a humongous-sized Mystic Art, then he might just have managed to comprehend a part of its first volume after mastering so many letters and words of the language.

Just like how cultivating the Skeleton Monarch Technique had generated Zhanxian’s avatar inside his foundation tower, the alphabets he had learned formed their own avatars here.

All the alphabets and words here were known to him because he had spiritually deciphered their meaning and had the ability to use them in a law fragment!

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