"Daoist Lin, whatâs going on with you?"
"Yeah! Why are your movements so strange? Are you practicing some kind of Cultivation Technique?"
"Since when is there such a bizarre Cultivation Techniqueâswinging a saber and throwing punches at the same time, while staring at the moon?"
"What else could he be doing besides practicing a Cultivation Technique? You think heâs praying or something?"
"No wonder Daoist Linâs Cultivation is so overwhelming. Looks like his methods are nothing like anyone elseâs!"
...
The young elites all stared at Lin Changâshengâs odd movements, whispering among themselves, but not one dared step forward to ask him.
They all knew just how strong Lin Changâsheng was nowâhe didnât even fear Integration Stage powerhouses.
So a little weirdness in his Cultivation was understandable.
Zhao ShuangâEr, standing off to the side, seemed completely used to Lin Changâshengâs unusual way of training, unfazed by the spectacle.
Time slipped by, and half the day was gone in a blink.
Day had faded into night. A bright, flawless moon hung in the sky, lighting up everything around them as if it were daytime.
[Celestial Vault Moon-breaking Saber Technique: Perfection!]
[Four Symbols Divine Fist: Perfection!]
[Divine Shield: Perfection!]
[Infinite Holy Pill: Perfection!]
Finally, after Lin Changâshengâs relentless training, three Immortal Techniques and one major Pill Formula all reached the Perfection Realm.
[Detected: Celestial Vault Moon-breaking Saber Technique (Perfection), Celestial God World Destruction Slash (Perfection). Would you like to fuse them?]
[Detected: Four Symbols Divine Fist (Perfection), Divine Dragon Heaven-Breaking Fist (Perfection). Would you like to fuse them?]
As soon as the two Immortal Techniques hit Perfection, the systemâs prompts popped up.
"Fuse them!"
Of course Lin Changâsheng chose fusionâfused Immortal Techniques would be even stronger.
[Celestial Vault Moon-breaking Saber Technique (Perfection) + Celestial God World Destruction Slash (Perfection): Fusion initiated... Fusing... Fusion complete. You have obtained the New Immortal Technique: Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash!]
[Four Symbols Divine Fist (Perfection) + Divine Dragon Heaven-Breaking Fist (Perfection): Fusion initiated... Fusing... Fusion complete. You have obtained the New Immortal Technique: Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist!]
"Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash? Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist?"
Lin Changâsheng repeated their names under his breath, realizing right away that these newly fused Immortal Techniques were anything but ordinary.
[Detected: Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash. Simplify for 55,000 Immortal Crystals?]
[Detected: Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist. Simplify for 5,000 Immortal Crystals?]
The system prompt appeared again right after.
"Simplify!"
Lin Changâsheng didnât hesitate to choose simplification.
[Great Dao is Simple: Simplifying Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash... Simplifying... Simplification complete. Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash == Slash the Moon with a Saber!]
[Great Dao is Simple: Simplifying Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist... Simplifying... Simplification complete. Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist == Punch the Four Symbols!]
"Slash the Moon with a Saber? Punch the Four Symbols?"
Lin Changâsheng glanced up at the luminous full moon, a sly smile tugging at his lips.
Isnât this just perfect?
So he immediately started slicing the air toward the moon with his saber.
Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash Experience Points +1!
Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash Experience Points +1!
...
Sure enough, the experience for Celestial Vault Moon-Splitting Slash just kept rising.
Punching the Four Symbols was even easier. The Four SymbolsâCyan Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoiseâwere four legendary Fierce Beasts.
Lin Changâsheng wrote their names on paper, and started punching away at each one.
Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist Experience Points +1!
Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist Experience Points +1!
...
As he kept pounding the Four Symbolsâ names, the experience for Four Symbols Divine Venerable Fist shot up like crazy.
"Bro, doesnât it seem like Daoist Linâs gone nuts from training? Who the hell practices like that?"
"Seriously! Thatâs just freaky. Heâs probably lost his mind."
"Yeah, I think so too. Even with a Cultivation Technique, there should be some Primordial Power fluctuations. I donât sense an ounce from him!"
"Should we try to stop him? Itâd be a loss if Daoist Lin keeled over like this!"
"A genius like him going crazy from a Cultivation mishapâwhat a damn shame!"
...
At first, those nearby still believed Lin Changâsheng was simply practicing a Cultivation Technique, but as his movements got even weirderâ
the surrounding disciples became convinced that Lin Changâsheng had suffered a cultivation deviation and lost his mind.
But none of them dared to step up and stop him.
After all, they had enough sense to realize they were no match for Lin Changâsheng.
If Lin Changâsheng went on a rampage, none of them could hold him back.
So all eyes turned to Hou Yutian.
"Enough with the nonsense. Lin might have a strange way of Cultivation, but his Primordial Power is steady. There are no signs of internal chaosâheâs not going insane!"
Hou Yutian barked sternly.
Only then did the disciples settle down.
Honestly, they were hoping Lin Changâsheng would lose his mindâheâd left them all in the dust.
Compared to Lin Changâsheng, they were just sparks trying to outshine the bright moonâutterly insignificant.
...
While Lin Changâsheng was hard at work leveling upâ
the Rakshasa River was now welcoming an uninvited guest.
A figure cloaked in blackâface hiddenâstood by the river.
A suffocating Evil Qi roiled around him.
At that moment, Wang Yun, maddened by his younger brotherâs death, ordered that all passers-by be stopped.
He himself led several dozen powerful henchmen in pursuit of Lin Changâsheng and the others.
As soon as they caught up, Lin Changâsheng and his group were as good as dead.
"Who dares trespass on our Rakshasa Sectâs land? Leave now!"
The Rakshasa Sect disciples guarding the Luoshan River barked a warning.
The commotion drew over a hundred more gang members who quickly surrounded the intruder.
But none of them knew what they were really up against!
The black-cloaked man ahead carried a Giant Sword on his back, shackled by iron chains, a terrifying killing aura radiating from the blade.
He hadnât even made a move, but the Rakshasa Sect thugs already felt the chill of death washing over them.