Transmission of Power Successful

Upon hearing this, Guan Liu snorted coldly, "Ungrateful! I'm giving you a wife for free and you still refuse? What's wrong with my offspring, that they're not good enough for you?"

"Forget it, I'll just go along with whatever you say, senior."

Xu Mu didn't care; once he dealt with the technique in his mind, he wouldn't be coming back anyway.

Shi Fumeng took the initiative to head deeper into the ruins.

Xu Mu and Guan Xian followed behind her.

"I remember that the hole of your Hollow Chest Tribe is supposed to be on the chest. Why is yours so high up, almost below the neck?"

Xu Mu looked at Guan Xian beside him and asked.

"The reason we're called the Hollow Chest Tribe is that the cavity is on the chest at birth. But through later training, we can move the opening to any part of the body."

As Guan Xian spoke, the hole on her neck disappeared. She raised her palm, and the opening moved like a small fish, traveling from her arm all the way to her palm.

She even used her other hand's finger to poke through the opening in her palm.

"I know this. My master once took me to meet members of the Hollow Chest Tribe. Skilled ones can even move the opening quickly to dodge attacks."

Shi Fumeng said from ahead.

"That's right, but it takes many battles and countless trials to use it freely. As for me, I can't do it yet."

As Guan Xian spoke, she chopped at her own wrist with one hand.

The opening on her palm rapidly moved, first to the top of her wrist, then following the downward motion of her hand, it moved downward, finally allowing her hand to pass through her wrist.

"What a fascinating race."

Xu Mu marveled inwardly.

"You descendants of Yanhuang are just as amazing. No other race can give birth in ten months like you do, and then immediately be ready to have more children."

Guan Xian explained, "Numbers are the real advantage. The more people you have, the more geniuses appear. That's why we alien races choose to hide."

"That's an interesting way of looking at things."

Xu Mu said flatly.

Just then, Shi Fumeng, who was ahead, stopped. She stood before a pool of water.

"This is the deepest point."

Shi Fumeng activated her technique, and a bubble formed around her, allowing her to float on the water's surface.

The bubble traveled to the center of the pool. She crouched on the water and began releasing her Qi downward.

Whoosh!

The entire pool before them began to glow, and the surrounding weather started to change.

What had been a bright, sunny day gradually dimmed, and mist began to rise around them.

Xu Mu looked back and saw nothing but a white expanse, indicating that the formation here had been activated.

Rumble!

The next moment, the water in the pool churned. A stone altar, about ten meters in diameter, rose from the water.

But the altar did not rise above the water's surface; instead, it remained level with the pool.

Shi Fumeng dispelled the bubble around her and turned to Xu Mu. "Come up."

"Alright."

Xu Mu lightly leaped onto the altar.

"Stand in the very center and release a small amount of Qi. Leave the rest to me."

Shi Fumeng knelt on one knee, pressing her hands on two engraved marks on the altar.

Xu Mu moved to the center and began releasing his power.

Shi Fumeng also started activating the altar. The surrounding water surged toward it, filling its intricate patterns.

Then, the water formed small water tornadoes, trapping Xu Mu inside.

Xu Mu closed his eyes. The technique, which he had previously been unable to sense, finally revealed itself.

He could clearly feel a force that didn't belong to him emerging from all parts of his body, all converging toward his brain.

Pop!

A crisp sound echoed as that force was extracted from his mind, passed through the water tornado in front of him, and hovered in midair.

At the same time, the water tornado dissipated.

Xu Mu opened his eyes and saw a blue ice shard, only about the size of a palm, floating before him.

Seeing this ice shard appear in front of Xu Mu, Shi Fumeng's throat trembled. "Xu Mu, I'll learn it."

"Good."

Xu Mu nodded.

Suppressing her excitement, Shi Fumeng stepped forward and touched the ice shard.

Whoosh!

A bone-chilling cold rushed through her palm and instantly surged into her forehead.

She stumbled back two steps.

The ice shard still floated in midair. Shi Fumeng said to Xu Mu, "It's done. You can withdraw your power now."

Xu Mu nodded.

As he withdrew his power, the floating ice shard vanished.

He carefully sensed it—things were indeed different. He could now feel the technique.

That meant it had succeeded, and he would no longer suffer backlash from the technique.

Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief. With nothing weighing on his mind, he felt at ease.

Shi Fumeng felt the power emerging in her mind and grew increasingly shocked. The pressure of this technique was immense.

Even now, it still churned within her.

Suddenly, she let out an incredulous low roar: "A Divine-level technique!"

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Shi Fumeng couldn't believe it—she had acquired a Divine-level technique this time.

Xu Mu also sensed the technique within himself. It exceeded his expectations.

He had originally thought it would be at most an Earth-level technique, but it turned out to be Divine-level. Upon closer study, he found the move was called Buzhou Overturning Water.

Xu Mu and Shi Fumeng jumped back to the shore. The altar they had been on sank back into the water, the surrounding mist began to scatter, and the weather cleared.

"A Divine-level technique? Were you just transferring a technique?"

Guan Xian asked curiously from the side.

"That's right. I obtained a technique from a ruins once. The deceased senior asked me to pass it on to a descendant of Gonggong."

Xu Mu pointed at Shi Fumeng beside him. "I happen to know her."

"How enviable. As expected of the Gonggong clan—your ancestors were truly great. I've never heard of any Divine-level technique from my ancestors."

Guan Xian laughed.

"There must be some. Every race that has survived to this day has its unique strengths."

Xu Mu smiled and said, "Let's head back."

Shi Fumeng remained immersed in joy, having obtained a Divine-level technique for her own race.

She planned to find a place to focus on cultivation soon.

At this level of technique, even mastering its basics should allow her to tower over others.

Back at the place where everyone had been staying, Guan Liu, lounging in a recliner, looked at Xu Mu. "The mist just now—I thought you were planning to use the ruins' formation to kill me."

"Senior, you're still too cautious. I told you—we're in a cooperative relationship now. Why would we harm you?"

Xu Mu waved his hand with a smile. "Our business here is done. Senior, farewell."

"What did you two do in the depths just now?"

Guan Liu asked.

"Transferring a technique. I passed on a technique I obtained from another ruins to Shi Fumeng."

Xu Mu explained honestly. Since Guan Xian was right there watching, he wouldn't lie.

"A Divine-level technique?"

Guan Liu narrowed his eyes. "Boy, you're really treating me like one of your own, huh. With a technique at that level, aren't you afraid I'll seize it?"