Technique Transmission Pavilion.
"Mmm..."
Murong Yanran was slightly taken aback.
What an ordinary pavilion.
There was no resplendent gold and jade, no lingering immortal aura; it was just an ordinary small building made of green bricks.
Bluestone floors, wooden stairs, no murals on the walls, and no carvings on the windows.
It wasn't even as luxurious as her father's study.
Just then, a gentle voice sounded in her mind without any warning.
[Disciple Murong Yanran, please sit cross-legged on the white jade platform.]
Murong Yanran jumped in fright, almost crying out loud.
Who is talking?
She looked around. The pavilion was empty; besides her, there was no second person.
Murong Yanran did not dare to ask too many questions. She quickly walked to the white jade platform in the center of the room, took off her shoes and socks, and revealed a pair of small, fair, jade-like feet.
Her toes were round, her nails had a faint pink tint, and faint blue veins were vaguely visible.
She sat cross-legged on it, her back perfectly straight, her hands placed on her knees, not daring to move an inch.
Right at this moment, that voice rang out again.
[Ding! Technique Transmission Pavilion has been activated!]
[Detecting disciple Murong Yanran, matching the most suitable cultivation technique...]
Murong Yanran held her breath, her heart pounding fiercely.
She took back her previous thought.
This Technique Transmission Pavilion was not ordinary at all!
Everywhere was permeated with an incomprehensible mystery!
[Ding! Matching complete!]
[Recommended Technique: Vast Water Art]
[Grade: Emperor Grade]
[Cultivation Requirements: Restricted to Holy Body of Water / Dao Body of Water]
[Technique Introduction: A water-attribute origin Emperor technique born at the beginning of the universe. It can devour extraordinary waters of the world to evolve infinitely. It naturally counters all flames. Cultivating it to the pinnacle allows one to incarnate as the Water Emperor and wield authority over all waters!]
[Do you accept the transmission?]
Looking at the lines of text floating in her mind, Murong Yanran froze, as if struck by lightning.
Emperor Grade?
Counters all flames?
Can incarnate as the Water Emperor?
Wield authority over all waters?
Murong Yanran was completely fired up!
Although her knowledge was shallow, she knew that cultivation techniques were divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.
It was said that the introductory technique given to nominal disciples by the Tianyan Sect was Earth Grade, and above Earth Grade was the legendary Heaven Grade technique!
This Emperor Grade technique...
Could it be even higher than the legendary Heaven Grade technique?
Furthermore... it naturally countered all flames!
Wasn't this specially prepared for her?
Xiao Chen!
Just you wait!
Isn't your fire-attribute technique very strong? Didn't you say I couldn't even take a single move from you? Didn't you make my entire Murong family unable to lift our heads?
Murong Yanran bit her lip, tears swirling in her eyes.
"I accept the transmission!"
[Ding! Transmitting technique...]
Boom!
A water-blue pillar of light shot up into the sky from the white jade platform, completely enveloping Murong Yanran within it.
That light was pure, cold, and vast, carrying a supreme, eternal suppressive might.
Murong Yanran felt something surging into her head. Mental mantras, spiritual energy circulation routes, word by word, were deeply branded into the depths of her soul.
A massive amount of information flooded in like a tide. With no time to think deeply, she could only desperately try to memorize it.
Every word, every sentence, every image was carved into the depths of her soul.
Immediately after, the aura inside her body began to climb.
Fifth layer of Qi Condensation!
Sixth layer of Qi Condensation!
Seventh layer of Qi Condensation!
...
Great Perfection of Qi Condensation!
The bottleneck was like wet paper, breaking with a single poke.
And it wasn't over yet!
Her spiritual energy was still soaring!
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound echoed within her body.
Foundation Establishment Realm!
Murong Yanran abruptly opened her eyes, a flash of disbelief crossing her gaze.
She subconsciously released her own aura.
Early Foundation Establishment!
It was really Early Foundation Establishment!
She was dumbfounded.
Completely dumbfounded.
Just half an hour ago, she was merely an ordinary cultivator at the fifth layer of Qi Condensation.
But now, she was already in the Foundation Establishment Realm!
That Xiao Chen, who made her look up in despair, was only at the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation!
Now, she had already surpassed him!
"Master... no, Master..."
...
Meanwhile.
Tens of thousands of miles high in the sky.
In an unknowable place of chaos.
A water-blue Great Dao suddenly twitched.
Like a giant dragon that had slumbered for ten thousand years, it suddenly opened its eyes!
Above the Great Dao, the water-blue light flourished, illuminating the entire chaotic void.
The resonance of the Dao pierced through the chaos, pierced through the void, pierced through all obstacles, and spread to every corner of the Tianyuan Continent.
The next second.
The entire Tianyuan Continent exploded in an uproar!
Central Continent, Taichu Holy Land.
A Supreme Elder who had been in secluded cultivation for a thousand years suddenly sat up from his stone coffin, a shocking light bursting from his eyes.
"Dao Body! Another Dao Body!"
...
Western Region, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
A withered old monk stood before the Mahavira Hall, looking towards the east, and chanted a Buddhist proclamation.
"Amitabha! In less than a year, two Great Dao Bodies have appeared! The Tianyuan Continent is going to change!"
...
Southern Border, Myriad Demon Kingdom.
Beneath a pitch-black abyss, emerald green eyes suddenly lit up.
"Investigate! Investigate this for me! We must find the whereabouts of the Dao Body! Capture them and bring them back to be this King's cauldron!"
...
Northern Plains, Ice and Snow Shrine.
A pair of ice-blue eyes opened, and a voice as cold and clear as an icy spring echoed through the glacial palace.
"The Dao Body of Water... is destined to be the heir of my Ice and Snow Shrine."
...
The Tianyuan Continent was boiling over once again.
All the major Holy Lands, ancient families, hidden sects, demon races, and demonic cults...
All the ancestors, Supreme Elders, sect masters, and cult leaders of the top-tier factions went completely mad.
Before the previous Dao Body had even been found, another Dao Body had arrived.
In less than a year, two Great Dao Bodies had appeared!
Was this a struggle of a golden age? Or an omen of chaotic times?
No one knew.
But they all knew that whoever snatched the Dao Body would control the future.
...
Outside Qingyun City.
On the official road, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth walked with his hands clasped behind his back.
The youth wore a moon-white brocade robe, with an ink-colored jade belt tied around his waist. His black hair was tied back with a white jade hairpin, and his entire person exuded a sharp aura, like a sword just unsheathed.
It was none other than Xiao Chen, who had stolen the spotlight in Qingyun City three days ago.
With the posture of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, he had forcefully suppressed the Foundation Establishment mid-stage Murong Family Head, becoming famous in a single battle!
Xiao Chen walked along the official road, his pace neither hurried nor slow, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Master,"
Xiao Chen suddenly spoke. There was clearly no one around, yet he seemed to be talking to someone.
"I heard that the Tianyan Sect on Qingyun Mountain has been making waves lately. They give even nominal disciples Earth Grade techniques to cultivate. It's made many rogue cultivators desperately try to force their way into the Heart-Questioning Pavilion. Even your disciple is a little tempted."
Right at this moment, an aged voice sounded in his mind, carrying a bit of disdain and a bit of arrogance.
"Hmph! What does an Earth Grade technique amount to? The Eastern Region is a barren wasteland; they don't even have a single Saint. It's not worth going to!"
"Yes! Master is absolutely right!" Xiao Chen replied with a smile, his footsteps becoming a bit brisker. "Then where are we going next?"
"To Crimson Flame Valley. There is a strange fire there. If you can absorb that strange fire, your Foundation Establishment will be secured!"
The aged voice chuckled lightly, its tone carrying arrogance: "Hehe, a seventeen-year-old Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even in the Central Continent, that would be enough to shock those sect Holy Lands and ancient families!"
Hearing this, Xiao Chen was overjoyed, a flash of fanaticism crossing his eyes.
Forget Cangwu Commandery—even in the entire Great Qian Dynasty, no one had ever heard of anyone reaching the Foundation Establishment realm before the age of twenty!
And he was about to make history!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
