Chapter 1196: Volume 7 Across the Human World Chapter 1191 Vajra Art and Imperial Flow Nectar

Han Li was taken aback upon hearing what the child had said, a flicker in his gaze revealing a hint of confusion. He did not understand the intention behind the other party’s words.

“Although this Cultivation Technique originates from Buddhism, in the spirit realm, it is a technique that everyone cultivates, even more widely spread than the Basic Five Elements Cultivation Technique during the Qi Refinement Realm,” the child said this very matter-of-factly.

“Everyone cultivates it? Could it be that Daoist friend refers to…” Han Li suddenly grasped some of the meaning behind the other party’s words and his face showed a shocked expression.

“This Buddhist Cultivation Technique, even ordinary mortals without a Spiritual Root in the spirit realm, can cultivate it. If mortals cultivate this technique beyond the third layer and, coupled with special weapons, they can even contend against low-ranking cultivators and demon beasts. If they manage to cultivate it beyond the fifth level, hehe, even mid-ranking cultivators and demon beasts would not dare to provoke them lightly,” the child said with a sneer.

“Are you jesting, Daoist Tian Lan? Ordinary mortals can contend with us cultivators?” Han Li was speechless for a while, then spoke with full disbelief.

“Hehe, there are many matters in the spirit realm that as you have not ascended yet, it is useless for me to mention too much. Yet, I can reveal a bit about this matter: in the spirit realm, ordinary mortals of the human race are an extremely important force. Moreover, long ago, some extraordinarily intelligent mortals among them discovered a method, without relying on the power of a Spiritual Root, to directly use the surrounding Spiritual Energy for Body Refinement. They eventually developed a unique system of cultivation. It’s not uncommon in the spirit realm for prominent mortals to slay high-ranking cultivators and formidable demon beasts. The technique I mentioned, called ‘Vajra Art’, is one of the most commonly practiced Body Refinement techniques among mortals,” the child explained with a grim smile.

“Even so, cultivators are still not something ordinary mortals can compare with, right? After all, the majority of Spells and magic tools and Daoist paper talismans cannot be cultivated and used by mortals,” Han Li asked with a slight frown.

“Of course. Mortals are, after all, mortals. Even if they cultivate powerfully, without a Spiritual Root, they ultimately cannot step onto the path of Immortal Cultivation, and their lifespan remains a mere hundred years or so. Even if they luckily obtain treasures or Spiritual Medicines that can prolong life, they could at most live another hundred years. That’s their limit. However, in the spirit realm, it is not impossible for a Spiritual Root to be generated later in life. Those mortals who have enormous fortune and chance might have limitless potential in the future. One of your human race’s Three Sovereigns, the Holy Emperor Tian Yuan, was originally a person of great fame among mortals. Only later did he fortuitously develop a Spiritual Root and turn into a cultivator. And his Divine Skills are by no means inferior to the other two Sovereigns,” the child added with a solemn tone.

Han Li stroked his chin, unsure of what to say for a moment.

“You don’t need to think too much. The reason mortals in the spirit realm have such a fortune is because the density of Spiritual Energy in the spirit realm far exceeds that of the Lower Realm. Here in the human world, where you experienced Devil Calamities in early years, the Spiritual Energy is still far less than in other Lower Realms. Even with these cultivation techniques from the spirit realm, mortals could not attract and channel nature’s spiritual energy into their bodies. Naturally, they can’t talk about cultivating,” the child explained slightly.

“Other Lower Realms? Listening to Daoist friend’s tone, could it be that the human world is not singular?” Han Li was suddenly surprised.

“Singular? How could that be possible? There are around seven to eight hundred such Lower Realms subordinate to our spirit realm. All of the successful cultivators and demon-transformed beings from these Lower Realms will ascend to our spirit realm on their own. Here in the human world, there have been very few who have ascended to our spirit realm over the years, but in other realms that have not experienced ancient devilish invasions, there’s a significant number of ascenders. The reason I chose to descend with a divided spirit into this realm is first, because the Spiritual Energy here is thin, making it exceedingly difficult to descend with a divided spirit but it makes it easier to avoid my great calamity, and secondly, because this place is a realm led by humans. Hiding my divided spirit here also prevents others from guessing that I would choose this realm, saving me from being discovered by some scheming individuals,” the child revealed with an odd expression.

Han Li was once again speechless.

He had always thought that the human world was unique, which is why, in ancient times, the spirit realm expended a great deal of effort to send cultivators to fend off the ancient devilish invasions. Now, hearing the words of the Heaventide Beast, there seemed to be other reasons involved.

“Well, knowing too much about the affairs of the spirit realm right now does you no good. Let’s return to discussing the Vajra Art. Although mortals without a Spiritual Root can practice this technique, its difficulty is indeed well-known in the spirit realm. Not to mention cultivating to the fifth level, there aren’t many who can reach the third layer. Most mortals only cultivate to the first layer, enough to strengthen their bodies. Cultivating to the second layer requires enduring the agonizing pain of marrow cleansing, and it’s truly not something ordinary people can withstand. It’s only because there are so many mortals that once they succeed in cultivating and become as tough as demon beasts, it has spread so widely. Your King Ming Art, while I have not heard of it, I believe it likely shares some origins with this technique. After all, there are only a few sets of Buddhist Body Refinement techniques. The ones you can practice in the human world are likely limited to this cultivation technique,” the child confidently conjectured.

“It might be so. My King Ming Art indeed has its difficulties when it comes to practicing!” Han Li thought over it and felt there was a great possibility.

“Give me a jade slip. I’ll copy the Vajra Art for you. You can take it and ponder it. If it is the same technique, then it settles it. If not, you can choose which one to practice,” the child said quite generously, waving his hand.

“Hehe, then I’ll have to trouble Daoist Tian Lan.” With such a good deal offered, Han Li naturally would not modestly refuse. After smiling slightly, he flipped his palm, and a yellow jade slip appeared in the center of his hand. He tossed it to the child in a flick of his wrist.

The child caught the jade slip in hand, slowly closed his eyes, and began to copy the Oracular Formula into it.

Han Li’s smile faded, his brows furrowing slightly, while in his mind emerged a copper piece and another set of cultivation incantation.

It was precisely the Sacred Provenance Plate that he had obtained before and the Heavenbearing Devil Arts he had learned from Man Huzi.

There was no need to mention the Sacred Provenance Plate, for he had already determined that this demon technique and the King Ming Art both stemmed from ancient devilish techniques of the Ancient Devil Realm. They were the ultimate forms of casting Divine Skills and the most basic aspects of Body Refinement, respectively, lacking only the middle part that involved transformational Divine Powers.

The day he got the Heavenbearing Devil Chant from Man Huzi, he only needed a cursory effort to realize that this Incantation was indeed the missing piece of the puzzle. What he didn’t know was how it ended up being recognized as a top-tier devilish technique in the Devilish Dao.

Thus, Han Li somehow miraculously managed to assemble a complete set of the Incantations. Plus, now that he wanted to cultivate the Nine Gale Transformations, he had to cultivate the King Ming Art as well, which made him wonder if there was some kind of fate destined for him to pursue the set of Sacred Provenance Plate Incantations.

With Han Li’s mind in a whirl, after a short time had passed, the child on the cauldron suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand, shooting out a streak of yellow light.

Without a second thought, Han Li swept with his sleeve and engulfed the yellow light into it, revealing its true form as a jade slip.

“The Oracular Formula is inside; take a look at it first,” the child said slowly.

Han Li nodded and, without being polite, submerged his Divine Sense into the jade slip right in front of the child to peruse the recorded Incantations.

After only a short inspection, Han Li let out a light sigh and withdrew his Divine Sense.

“What, is it the same as your King Ming Art?” The child did not show any sign of surprise and simply asked indifferently.

“Correct, aside from some additional steps for imbuing spiritual energy into the body, it’s almost entirely the same,” Han Li replied thoughtfully after a moment of silence.

“That’s good then. If you want to cultivate the Nine Gale Transformations, start with the third layer of the King Ming Art. I will take this opportunity to refine this set of Incantations to better suit your current abilities. After all, Thunderstorm Wings are just a Daoist paper talisman, not real flesh wings; there are differences when practicing and casting. Don’t forget to lend me the Golden Palace Jade Book, as you promised, for a period of time,” said the child, seemingly anticipating this and waving the aged hide book in his hand.

“Daoist Tian Lan, rest assured, Han Li will never go back on my word. By the way, aren’t you interested in taking some more of the Imperial Flow Nectar?” Han Li chuckled lightly and gestured towards the gourds and other two Magic Artifacts in front of him.

“Imperial Flow Nectar is indeed a good substance. Not only can it awaken the intellect of demon beasts and is crucial for our demon-transformed bodies, but it is also beneficial for human cultivators to take, as it can expand the meridians and greatly benefit the body. However, one cannot absorb too much at a time, and it cannot be stored for more than a month. For the current me, it is useless. Since you plan to cultivate the King Ming Art, this substance is indeed suitable for you,” the child cast a glance at the gourds and other Magic Artifacts and shook his head.

“In that case, I won’t be polite,” Han Li smiled, swept his sleeve, and in an instant, the alm bowl and jade bottle disappeared without a trace, leaving only the gourd in its place.

Then, he formed a hand gesture, and his eyes sparkled briefly. Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared on one side of the secret chamber’s wall, and another ‘Han Li’ eerily emerged.

This ‘Han Li’ appeared in the secret chamber and immediately reached for the gourd on the ground. In an instant, he took the Magic Artifact into his hand, then, with another flash of silver light, his figure flickered backwards and vanished into the wall again.

Seeing this, the child showed a touch of surprise on his face but did not speak. Instead, he simply gave a fist salute to Han Li and dropped down, merging with the cauldron and disappearing.

Han Li glanced at the jade slip in his hand and then brought his hands together. The slip vanished as if it had grown wings.

Subsequently, he slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate, his expression remarkably serene.

Almost at the same time, a streak of silver light shot out from the Mother-Child Peak, where Han Li’s Immortal’s cave was located. The streak of light blinked a few times and headed straight for Drifting Cloud Sect, eventually disappearing into a restricted area within the sect. It was not long before the silver light shot back from the restricted area, returning to the Mother-Child Peak.

Ever since then, Han Li remained in the secret chamber without leaving casually, occasionally a streak of silver light was seen shooting out from the cave, disappearing without a trace. Whether for days or months, the streak of silver light would always return to the Mother-Child Peak, with the master of the light busily doing something unknown.

And thus, time swiftly passed by silently, two years went by without a sound.

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