How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 183: Three Observations, Three Realizations

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Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Three Observations, Three Realizations

Observing realm.

Observe human, Observe earth, Observe heaven.

What is Observing human?

Literally, it means to observe oneself, to unleash one’s power and speed to their utmost, which is basically the category of regular Martial Artists.

Observing earth means beginning to leave the realm of regular Martial Artists, with the sign being building the Blood Tower in the Dantian.

Once the Dan Tian Blood Tower is built, every nerve, blood vessel, and strand of True Qi in the body has a center, allowing True Qi and strength to be wielded at will. Even clothes can kill, and hair can take lives.

Observing heaven goes yet a step further. The internal Blood Tower transforms into nine stars, the body essentially frees from the constraints of the ground, True Qi can leave the body to form swords and kill remotely, intangible and invisible.

Lin Xiaosu automatically seeks out his benchmarks.

When he entered Shenghua Valley, the Gu Yu girl he encountered had roughly the same combat power as him, at the Observing human realm.

But who can be comparable at the Observing Earth realm?

He happens to know someone who can kill a mosquito with a single strand of hair, the mysterious Ding Ruoshui. Surprisingly, this little girl is even stronger than him.

What about the Observing Heaven realm?

Feng Ji!

He was lifted by Feng Ji’s hand, touching the ground dozens of times, crossing a five-mile distance, over a five hundred meter mountain peak.

Gravity was almost negligible in her hands, nearly causing Newton to flip in his coffin...

She is at Observing Heaven!

Hua Miaoyi continues to explain even higher levels...

The higher levels signify a qualitative leap, from the Observing realm into the Enlightenment Realm, noticeably marked by the internal True Qi transforming into True Yuan, completely different levels.

Enlightenment has Three Realizations...

One Realization is Dharma Body, the second is Primordial Spirit, and the third is Law.

Currently, everyone in Kun Cang is only at the first Realization.

No one has realized the Primordial Spirit.

Not to mention the realization of Law.

Realizing the Dharma Body, a casual palm strike would be akin to a Heavenly Supporting Palm, a dimensionally lowering strike to those in the Observing Realm.

This is the highest standard of Kun Cang Lin Xiaosu has witnessed.

And that’s the extent of cultivation levels...

Lin Xiaosu’s now-cold tea in hand, he slowly places it down, raising his head slowly: "Primordial Spirit... what exactly is it like?"

"The image of the Primordial Spirit varies from person to person, some resemble flowers, others themselves, some are like the Sea of Consciousness silver fish, and some represent a particular special ability of the individual – they are too numerous to enumerate. These are far too distant for you; there’s no need to consider them for now," said Hua Miaoyi.

Lin Xiaosu’s heart stirred slightly: "What role does the Primordial Spirit have?"

"The Primordial Spirit is extremely powerful. For instance, with closed eyes, you can still observe your surroundings, which is known as ’Primordial Spirit as Eye’. For example, the Primordial Spirit can penetrate the ground into a piece of bluestone to know its internal makeup, or it can remotely retrieve objects by controlling with the Primordial Spirit. Sword techniques like the Sword Controlling Technique, a sword strike across the void to take a person’s head from miles away, to you, it’s like an Immortal Law."

Upon finishing the last sentence, Hua Miaoyi smiled gently, like a flower blooming in the dark night.

Lin Xiaosu’s ripples turned into a tidal wave in an instant...

Sea of Consciousness Silver Fish!

With closed eyes, observing the surroundings, the silver fish penetrates the stone to understand its structure.

Could it be that this Sea of Consciousness Silver Fish which appeared out of nowhere in my brain is actually the "Primordial Spirit" that even the mighty figures of the Enlightenment Realm fail to realize?

What merits and abilities do I possess to realize it?

No, this isn’t something realized at all.

It just appeared out of nowhere the first time I peeped on a woman sleeping.

"Master, can the Primordial Spirit... truly only be obtained through Cultivation? Are there no other ways to acquire it, perhaps through some unfathomable stroke of fate?" he asked.

"Primordial Spirit, according to the laws of Cultivation, can only be achieved through cultivation. Moreover, it involves realizing the Dharma Body to the true state of Great Perfection, where the whole body’s Essence Qi and Spirit are highly refined, only then might one give birth to a trace of Primordial Spirit. However, the biggest law of cultivation is that there are no absolutes with its rules, and the Heavenly Dao is difficult to define. There is a sixteen-character saying in the cultivation world, deeply profound, it goes... In the land that answers to calamity, the soul that crosses over, the Primordial Spirit is a gift from Heaven, its fortune and woe are unpredictable."

What does that mean?

Hua Miaoyi also provided a detailed interpretation...

In the land that answers to calamity, is a place where the world’s destruction and rebirth coexist.

The soul that crosses over, is a soul that doesn’t belong to that place originally.

This soul enters this special place with cosmic nirvanic energy, and also reaches a form of nirvana, evolving from an ordinary soul into a "Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit."

This is a special creation law for the Primordial Spirit.

It’s a law that steps outside the rules of cultivation.

Why is it called unpredictable in fortunes and misfortunes?

Hua Miaoyi couldn’t explain that part, as the legend was also too high-end even for her stance. She could only interpret it according to the rules of cultivation.

This Primordial Spirit isn’t something you’ve cultivated on your own.

It’s not so deeply connected to you and might sever at any time.

Lin Xiaosu furrowed his brows: "Is there any way to remedy that?"

"There are two methods: first, to truly cultivate your own Primordial Spirit and merge it with this Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit, truly making it your own Primordial Spirit; second, to take an unconventional approach. There are rumors of a wondrous Magic known as the Spiritual Power Secret Technique. If one can master this secret technique, strengthen one’s own spiritual power, eventually, one might also forcefully control the Heavenly Tao Primordial Spirit, as, after all, the Primordial Spirit is ultimately controlled by spiritual power..."

Both methods seem unfeasible for Lin Xiaosu.

The first method, Kun Cang’s top-tier giants can’t cultivate a Primordial Spirit, so how could he?

The second method, Spiritual Power Secret Technique, even Hua Miaoyi only knows of it but not where it can be found. It certainly doesn’t exist among the Kun Cang Eighty-three Peaks...

If it’s not in Kun Cang, it’s highly likely that it doesn’t exist anywhere in the world.

A round of conversation had Lin Xiaosu alternately shocked and delighted, his emotions on a rollercoaster...

Seeing the Immortal Power of a super-giant in action, he felt that the strength of Kun Cang was beyond any conceivable opposition, but on the flip side, he knew that Kun Cang wasn’t really that strong—so long as those representing the true Immortal Power, the masters of Enlightenment Realm, could not leave their retreat or exert their power once outside, then Kun Cang is on the same standing as the outside world’s martial arts and genetic transformation... at least, there isn’t a true dimensional reduction.

Hearing of the severance of the Primordial Spirit, he felt mixed surprise and joy for the silver fish in his brain.

But soon, a deep and hidden worry took root within him.

This Primordial Spirit had come abruptly, and just as abruptly it might leave. Receiving a sudden large sum of money in one’s account can be joyous, but the fear that it might be withdrawn at any moment is distressing...

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The topic returned to the original premise.

How to strengthen oneself.

What Lin Xiaosu had to do was to build the "Blood Tower" within his body.

Building the Blood Tower was actually a very difficult task.

Very complex, very intricate.

How many disciples, after striving for many years at the peak of the Observing Human Realm, failed to build their Blood Tower?

But since Hua Miaoyi promised Lin Xiaosu to build his Blood Tower, then it could be done. The way to build it would be for her to personally take over the dominion of his body for a short time, building it in his place.

This method had its pros and cons.

The advantage was that there were no risks associated with the construction of the tower itself, guaranteeing its completion.

Furthermore, the tier of the tower would be extremely high, because the one constructing it was at the level of a colossus of the Enlightenment Realm, much like a nationally renowned architect building a house for a country boy.

But where lay the disadvantage?

The Blood Tower she would build is based on her vision, which conflicts with Lin Xiaosu’s own ideas. Therefore, after the completion of the Blood Tower, Lin Xiaosu would need a lot of time to adapt to it.

And there was also the point that her built Blood Tower had a set limit, which meant that Lin Xiaosu’s future achievements would be capped at her level.

He could not surpass her.

She had clarified both the pros and cons to Lin Xiaosu.

A question of choice was then tossed to Lin Xiaosu.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Xiaosu replied: "Lord, please give me a method, and I will build it myself."

Appreciation gleamed in Hua Miaoyi’s eyes.

Her hand lightly touched down, resting on the root of the willow by the tea table.

With such a light touch, a branch of the willow outside the cave suddenly sprang up, forming a character in the air: "Return!"

Lin Xiaosu’s eyes widened...

With neither sound nor trace, a figure crossed the river in front, making several leaps and bounds to arrive outside the cave, bowing: "Lord!"

It was Feng Ji.

She was ten miles away just moments ago.

She had seen the word "Return" formed by Lord’s tied knots on the willow branches by the cave and had come over.

Others called their attendants either by phone or by shouting, but when Hua Miaoyi summoned her attendant Feng Ji, she did so by pressing on the willow roots and tying characters with the branches.

Tell me if this isn’t cultured, fascinating, and handsome...

Hua Miaoyi said, "The young master wishes to build his own Blood Tower, take him into the ’Xuan Sect’, and act as his protector!"

"Yes!"

Lin Xiaosu bowed in thanks to the Lord and followed Feng Ji down the mountain peak.

No sooner had they gone down the mountain, when a shadow entered the cave from the side, it was that girl Gu Yu.

"Master, don’t you think that kid is foolish?" she asked.

Hua Miaoyi’s brows furrowed slightly: "Tell me, why do you think he’s foolish?"

"You intended to personally build the Blood Tower for him, which would certainly be of top quality. Yet he insists on constructing it himself. Isn’t that like casting aside pearls for gravel?"

Hua Miaoyi smiled gently: "Perhaps he has lofty aspirations and is unwilling to be bound by me, no?"

"Unwilling to be restricted by the Master and having lofty aspirations? Isn’t that just plain foolishness? In all the heavens and earth, who could surpass the Master? Receiving the Blood Tower from the Master means having the Master’s level as his ceiling. Does having or lacking such a limit really make any difference?"

"You, born in this world, only have eyes for this world. You need to know that beyond Kun Cang there is more to this land!" Hua Miaoyi gently shook her head.

"Why don’t you help me build my Blood Tower?"

"I’ve already told you; you must build your Blood Tower yourself!"

"But why? If that boy does not wish to be limited by the Master, I am willing! My cultivation principle is to enjoy cultivating, to live joyfully... Moreover, what difficulty is there in being bound by one’s own Master? On the contrary, if I thought about surpassing the Master, wouldn’t that be betraying my ancestors?"

"Stop posturing so righteously; you’re just lazy!"

"Is being lazy something to be ashamed of? If you can be lazy and choose not to, you’re a fool..."

"You... are truly an incorrigible piece of rotten wood!" The Lord waved her hand lightly, and Gu Yu rose from the ground. A willow branch, swift!

Struck her buttocks precisely, Gu Yu tumbled down the slope, calling out loudly in the air: "Others don’t want your help to build, yet you eagerly offer; I want your help, yet you decline. Is there no justice in this world?"

"Come back!" The Lord chided softly, and the willow branches vibrated, lifting her up again. The willow branches danced in the air, and Gu Yu screamed continuously, "Ahhh..."

She was soundly punished.

All the disciples on the mountain covered their faces, each chuckling stealthily.

Hua Miaoyi was willing to build the Blood Tower for Lin Xiaosu but not for her own direct disciple, Gu Yu.

It seemed illogical, but there was indeed a reason.

She didn’t want her disciples to be limited by her; she hoped that each of her disciples could surpass her in the future.

As for Lin Xiaosu?

His case was different.

Lin Xiaosu was a foreigner, having started his cultivation in a world where the law has declined, his foundation was bound to be rather poor. His ceiling had already been predetermined not to be high; whether or not he had her as a ceiling didn’t matter at all.

Moreover, he was not a formal disciple of Shenghua Valley; for him, Shenghua Valley was but a temporary abode. He didn’t have much time to slowly solidify his foundations.

Key of all, he was an Array Path Genius, and cultivation was never his obligatory course.

Thus, to simply and directly bestow upon him a great opportunity was Hua Miaoyi’s way of hosting.

Yet, Lin Xiaosu... refused!

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