I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 59

Chapter 57 True Combat Technique Great Perfection

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“Golden Scale White Feather Robe!”

Xiao Zi exclaimed excitedly, getting agitated as soon as she saw the treasured robe floating inside the great hall; this proved she hadn’t led them astray.

Although she appeared confident along the way, deep down she feared not finding the Golden Scale White Feather Robe. Fang Wang was decisive and ruthless. Xiao Zi was filled with terror toward him and could only try to please him.

Fang Wang didn’t advance directly but instead used the Sword Control Technique, sending the Rainbow Sword that was stuck in the ground soaring into the great hall, swiftly arriving in front of the Golden Scale White Feather Robe and gently touching it with the light of the sword blade.

There was no reaction whatsoever.

He made the Rainbow Sword circle the Golden Scale White Feather Robe five times before flying around the great hall. After repeating this process for the duration of an incense stick, and being certain there were no traps, he moved forward with the Heavenly Palace Halberd in hand.

“Young master, you’re truly careful,”

Xiao Zi praised opportunely, and Fang Wang had grown accustomed to its flattery.

Fang Wang proceeded to the Golden Scale White Feather Robe, looking up to find it suspended mid-air, with golden dragon auras writhing around it, resembling a dragon’s soul.

Looking at the scales on the Golden Scale White Feather Robe, Fang Wang took an immediate liking to it. The pure white base of the robe wasn’t simply white, but also had some faint patterns, and the chest was emblazoned with magnificent birds in flight. The birds’ postures varied depending on the angle of viewing, and one had to stand close to see them clearly.

“How should I take it?”

Fang Wang asked softly while staring at the Golden Scale White Feather Robe.

Xiao Zi shook its head: “I don’t know about that, maybe just take it directly?”

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang raised the Heavenly Palace Halberd and used the tip to pick the Golden Scale White Feather Robe. In an instant, the garment ceased its golden glow, the surrounding golden dragon aura disappeared, and the whole great hall darkened.

Just like that, the Golden Scale White Feather Robe fell into Fang Wang’s hands. He immediately placed it into his storage bag, intending to look for another place to refine and lift its restrictions.

Powerful magic artifacts have their own recognition restrictions, like passwords, which must be refined before they can be completely mastered and exhibit their intended power.

Just as Fang Wang was about to turn and leave, he suddenly caught sight of faint glowing characters on a wall, visible only after the golden light disappeared.

He walked over to the wall, examining it closely.

Xiao Zi also raised its snake head, and the great hall fell silent.

After reading three lines of text, Fang Wang’s eyebrows shot up in delight, sensing that this might be a secret technique containing the principles of a cultivation method.

He pulled Xiao Zi from his clothes and ordered, “Keep an eye on our surroundings.”

Xiao Zi, snapping to attention, immediately leaped onto his shoulder, remaining vigilant.

The lines of text flowed into Fang Wang’s eyes, and gradually, he felt as if he was watching a figure practicing—not practicing inner strength but various movements and even different weapons and magic artifacts.

Immersed in the content, despite there being only a few hundred characters, Fang Wang felt as if he was reading a long epic.

Some time passed.

When the figure in Fang Wang’s pupils came to a halt, his consciousness exploded, and his vision blurred.

When he opened his eyes again, Fang Wang found himself within the Heavenly Palace.

He let out a wry smile, having been so engrossed in the secret technique that he had entered a state of utter self-forgetfulness.

This secret technique was profound and unpredictable; he felt as if he would need to stay for at least two hundred years.

Taking a deep breath, he stood in place, starting to recall the secret technique he had just memorized. With the aid of the Heavenly Palace, all his confusions began to unravel, and more and more insights flooded his mind.

True Combat Technique!

This technique wasn’t an inner strength or a body tempering technique but a method of battle. Once mastered to great completion, one could cultivate the Combat Heart, enabling mastery over any weapon or magic artifact to an extraordinary degree, such that even those not recognized as the master could be forcibly used. Moreover, it provided immunity to confusion, illusions, and other such attacks on the physical body and mind by magic artifacts.

Of course, the control over and resistance to magic artifacts by the True Combat Technique also depended on one’s own cultivation level. If there was too great a gap between the cultivation levels of the opponent and oneself, the True Combat Technique couldn’t bridge the difference.

The Combat Heart could put its owner into a state of total concentration on battle, with no distractions. The battle intent could even dominate other emotions; for example, when facing an unbeatable powerful enemy, fear could be forgotten, and timidity put aside.

A very domineering secret technique!

Fang Wang grew even more curious about the Great Saint.

Heavenly Gang Saint Body Technique, True Combat Technique, Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art—all were cultivation practices surpassing those of the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm!

He began practicing the True Combat Technique. To get started, he first had to master various types of weapons. In the Heavenly Palace, he could freely create weapons and magic artifacts.

However, he had underestimated the threshold for mastering the True Combat Technique.

Just mastering the weapons recorded took him thirty years to completely master. He could use each weapon as if it were an extension of his body, turning them into part of his own form.

Next was the magic artifacts, and Fang Wang continued his cultivation.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, he neither ate nor drank nor slept, each day equivalent to two days for a mortal in the real world. Fortunately, the True Combat Technique required switching between different types of magic artifacts, enabling him to retain a sense of novelty.

He cultivated continuously for a hundred years until he began to feel the tedium.

Later, he used the Heavenly Palace Halberd to practice the True Combat Technique, suppressing the irritation in his heart.

But the time spent practicing the True Combat Technique far exceeded his expectations.

By the time he brought the True Combat Technique to the Great Perfection Realm, his heart had become numb, and his eyes were lifeless. He turned his head to see the fantasy clock displayed within the Heavenly Palace, showing that four hundred and twenty-six years had passed.

This was the ultimate skill he had cultivated for the longest time to date!

Over four hundred years of suppression filled his heart with an indescribable fierceness, making him want to destroy everything.

Throughout his cultivation journey, he often doubted himself, questioning why he had to strive so hard, why he had to pursue the strongest ultimate skill. Just as Zhou Xue had said, with the cultivation techniques he currently possessed, a stable and secure cultivation could possibly lead him to reach the pinnacle of the Cultivation World.

But whenever he thought about the ordinary life of his previous incarnation and the existential threat his sect faced in this life, he would suppress the negative emotions and grit his teeth to continue cultivating.

It was only suppression; the repressed emotions were always there!

Fang Wang’s vision blurred for a moment, and the next second, he was back to reality.

In the dimly-lit great hall, glowing characters on the walls appeared before his eyes—he took a deep breath, feeling as if from another lifetime.

Majestic spiritual energy from nature surged towards him from all directions, madly pouring into his body, lifting his robe and startling Xiao Zi into jumping away.

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Wang with concern, carefully asking, “Young Master, what’s wrong with you?”

Fang Wang didn’t answer, simply closing his eyes in silence.

He was condensing the Combat Heart!

The Combat Heart lay within his body; once condensed, it would also transform his flesh, making it compatible with the True Combat Technique.

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, Xiao Zi didn’t dare to disturb him.

For some reason, it felt that Fang Wang was very angry; there was a fierceness about him that made it very flustered.

The great hall fell into silence, immensely oppressive.

An hour later.

Fang Wang stopped absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth; his heart had transformed into the Combat Heart. At a glance, there seemed to be no change on the outside, but when he opened his eyes, the look in them carried an extreme will to fight, both wildly confident and resolutely determined.

“Do you remember?”

Fang Wang asked, his tone calm.

Xiao Zi blinked in confusion, quickly responding, “The secret technique on the walls? I remember it, but I can’t understand it!”

“Then let’s go.”

Fang Wang turned around, carrying the Heavenly Palace Halberd towards the gate.

He had no intention of destroying the carvings on the walls, leaving the opportunity for those who came after; if someone were to obtain them, trying to cultivate the Combat Heart would be exceedingly hard.

Xiao Zi hurriedly followed him, jumping onto his shoulder, tilting its head and carefully observing his profile.

It always felt that Fang Wang seemed like a different person, and couldn’t help but have a bold thought.

Could it be that the Young Master had his body taken over?

On the way back, the occasional spectral ghost blocked the path, but upon seeing Fang Wang, they all avoided him, not daring to attack.

The path was clear and unobstructed.

When Fang Wang stepped out of the temple gate and stood on the edge of the cliff halfway up the mountain, he spread his arms, basking in the sunlight’s baptism.

Behind him, on the temple’s gate, still hung a corpse, eerily chilling.

“Sigh….”

Fang Wang let out a long breath, feeling alive for the first time in the moment.

“Young Master, are we going to search for other inheritances?” Xiao Zi asked softly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang felt uncomfortable, saying solemnly, “No need, let’s stop here, and find a place to cultivate!”

He feared being confined for another four hundred years; that would be too torturous!

And his current methods were already sufficient!

Although the True Combat Technique was an auxiliary cultivation technique, it could definitely increase his power many times over, and this would be his new trump card.

“I know of a place rich with spiritual energy, inhabited only by demonic beasts, shall we go?”

“Lead the way.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zi immediately pointed in a direction with its snake head. Fang Wang leaped up, turning into a white rainbow that streaked away!

The White Rainbow Evasion Technique!

He didn’t need a Flying Sword, he could fly directly!

With the aid of the True Combat Technique, his physical body was now equivalent to a magic artifact!

Xiao Zi was almost swept away and hurriedly burrowed into Fang Wang’s embrace, trembling within the folds of his clothes.

“Master, you’re so fast….”