Combat Saint Body

After searching the True-grade technique area for a long time, Mo Tianxiao finally spotted a spell that didn't look much like a demonic cultivator's technique.

"Great Annihilation Fist?"

He took down a dark cluster of light from the bookshelf. Brushing away the glowing exterior revealed a slightly ancient manual with four large characters written on it: Great Annihilation Fist.

"True-grade top-tier fist technique. The higher one's cultivation, the greater the power it unleashes. Cultivated to the extreme, a single punch can return all things to nothingness..."

"This is good!"

Mo Tianxiao decided to choose this fist technique. It just so happened that he preferred a flesh-and-blood, hand-to-hand combat style.

With a thought, he consumed his Villain Points to learn this fist technique.

Swish!

Instantly, his Villain Points shrank by fifty thousand, and he reached the entry level of the Great Annihilation Fist.

After clicking it once, he didn't dare to click it a second time. Reaching the entry level was enough; he would rely on himself to slowly cultivate the rest.

If he relied entirely on Villain Points to max out this True-grade technique, he estimated it would cost at least two hundred thousand points. It was too expensive. This was also the reason why he hadn't learned a single one of the many powerful techniques he had encountered over the years.

It wasn't that he didn't want to learn them, but rather that he was simply too poor to afford them.

Having sorted out his offensive technique, Mo Tianxiao planned to look for any records regarding the Combat Holy Physique.

However, in the next second, he caught sight of the movement technique section out of the corner of his eye and immediately stopped in his tracks.

"This..."

"Damn it, I can spare a little more!"

Since he was going out to gain experience, he shouldn't be afraid of spending a few more Villain Points. Now that he had an offensive technique, he needed to set up a movement technique as well. Flying on a sword was only suitable for traveling; in actual combat, he would have to rely on movement techniques to toy with his opponents.

Locking onto a True-grade top-tier movement technique, Mo Tianxiao took it down.

Eight Desolates Roaming Dragon Steps!

Feeling a bit of heartache, he spent another fifty thousand Villain Points to bring it to the entry level, then placed it back on the bookshelf.

"Now I'm satisfied."

Both offensive and movement techniques were sorted.

"Even if I use these two techniques, no one will recognize me as a demonic cultivator, right?"

Fortunately, the Demonic Sect's tens of thousands of years of collections were vast enough, covering almost every kind of technique imaginable.

Name: Mo Tianxiao

Cultivation: Peak Soul Formation

Luck Level: Black

Cultivation Method: Demon Emperor Sutra (Level Two +)

Magical Treasures: Nine Tribulations Holy Sword (Sealed State), Human Emperor Banner (Incomplete)

Secondary Professions: Advanced Alchemist (+), Advanced Talisman Master (+), Intermediate Array Master (+), Basic Artifact Forger (+)

Secret Arts: Immortal Dao Secret Art - Empty Hands

Spells and Divine Abilities: Great Annihilation Fist (True-grade), Eight Desolates Roaming Dragon Steps (True-grade)

Villain Points: 330819

Luck Points: 1300

Looking at his gradually enriching status panel, Mo Tianxiao nodded in satisfaction. He then stopped paying attention to the surrounding techniques and headed straight for the Strange Tales and Secret Lore area.

His divine sense swept over the bizarre and diverse works on the shelves.

On the Path of Demonic Cultivation, Ten Things You Must Know After a Robbery, How to Ensure You Have Pulled Up the Roots, The Untold Secrets of the Supreme Dao Sect...

Every single book was incredibly appealing. If not for his limited time, Mo Tianxiao would have loved to read through all the experiences left behind by his predecessors.

Quickly browsing through the ancient texts on the shelves, he finally found a relevant book in a corner: Bloodlines and Physiques.

Opening the book, he saw records of various powerful physiques and bloodlines that had appeared on this continent.

He also found information about the Immortal Bone in this book.

"Born with an Immortal Bone, unparalleled in the world. With the right opportunities, one can reach the realm of Immortals."

"Does that mean Wan'er has a chance to become an incredibly badass Immortal in the future?"

Thankfully, he had already clung to this thick thigh. In the future, relying solely on his junior sister, he might be able to live a life of absolute privilege.

Continuing to flip through the ancient text in his hands, he saw many familiar bloodlines and physiques: Huang Xiaoyao's Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Bloodline, Monk Wuxin's Boundless Buddha Heart, Su Muyao's Innate Dao Physique...

Every single entity possessing these physiques and bloodlines was an almighty figure in history, someone who ruled over an entire era.

To think that so many had appeared all at once in this era; it was simply unfathomable.

According to the memories in Mo Tianxiao's mind, this world was called the Xuanhuang Realm. The history of cultivators here could be traced back hundreds of thousands of years, and almost every era would produce one or two peerless geniuses.

But there were exceptions. When multiple geniuses with terrifying talent appeared in a single era, it indicated that this era was about to enter its most glorious age.

According to the records, the Xuanhuang Realm had experienced such an era before, but there were only a few brief sentences documenting it, and the descriptions were far from pleasant.

"Found it."

Mo Tianxiao continued flipping through the pages and finally found the records concerning the Combat Holy Physique.

"A spine like Mount Buzhou supporting the heavenly winds, boiling blood like nine suns tearing the Xuanhuang.

Fists grasping the stars to shatter the sun and moon, feet treading the Nine Underworlds to crush the Eight Desolates!"

The introduction to the Combat Holy Physique was brief, but it was enough to prove its immense power.

The Combat Holy Physique was a constitution born for battle. The more one fought, the braver they became; the more they battled, the stronger they grew!

But the prerequisite was that it had to be awakened.

According to the book's records, the Combat Holy Physique had only appeared once before, and that was three hundred thousand years ago. At that time, the possessor of the Combat Holy Physique relied on this constitution to battle the heavens and the earth, reaching the absolute pinnacle. Afterward, because they couldn't find a worthy opponent, they vanished from the Xuanhuang Realm without a trace.

"That guy Li Yu really delivered a treasure to me."

If Ye Chen could awaken the Combat Holy Physique, he would become his super bodyguard in the future.

"To awaken the Combat Holy Physique, one must use Combat Holy Blood to temper the body and activate the holy physique with the holy blood."

"Combat Holy Blood? Where am I supposed to find Combat Holy Blood?"

Even after flipping through the entire book, Mo Tianxiao couldn't find any records regarding the Combat Holy Blood.

After rummaging through the Scripture Pavilion for a long time without any results, he had no choice but to give up for now.

After leaving the Scripture Pavilion, Mo Tianxiao headed to the ninth floor of the Time Tower to look for his junior sister. He planned to let her know he was leaving; after all, he was going out to gain experience and couldn't just leave without saying a word.

"Junior Sister."

"Still... hmm?"

Mo Tianxiao arrived at the ninth floor of the Time Tower and found that besides his junior sister Wan'er, there was another familiar figure.

"Miss Su? Why are you here?"

The woman cultivating alongside Nangong Wan was none other than Su Muxue.

Hearing Mo Tianxiao's voice, the two women opened their eyes.

An embarrassed smile appeared on Su Muxue's face. "My sister told me to stay and cultivate in the Demonic Sect. She won't let me go back."

"Your sister really wants to give you to me, huh," Mo Tianxiao teased.

"You! What else can I do?"

Su Muxue wanted to retort, but thinking about it carefully, that was exactly what her sister had said. If she didn't win over Mo Tianxiao, she wouldn't be allowed to return to the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.

"Senior Brother, did you need me for something?"

Nangong Wan spoke up just in time, interrupting their exchange as her beautiful eyes looked at Mo Tianxiao.

"Right, I almost forgot the main business."

Mo Tianxiao snapped back to reality and said, "I've run into a bottleneck, so I plan to go out for a walk and gain some experience. I came to let you know."

"Where does Senior Brother plan to go for experience? I'll go with you."

Nangong Wan stood up, a look of eagerness in her eyes.

"I'm going too!" Su Muxue immediately chimed in. She definitely didn't want to stay here all by herself.

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