456 [Don, Constantly Free-loading off He Zhao]

"Please raise my Diamond Fist Seal to the absolute limit of what you can do." As soon as he finished speaking, a faint cracking sound rang out, and the white spirit bone prayer bead engraved with Sanskrit instantly turned to powder and scattered down.

In an instant, all kinds of insights flooded into his mind. The details, key points, precautions, and so on concerning the hand seal were all understood one by one.

"According to Don, a Shami needs to take the intent in his mind—or rather, the Bodhisattva—and initially condense it into a vague form. He also needs to master two offensive and defensive hand seals besides the Samadhi Mudra and the Offering Seal.

"Now I have the Fearless Seal for attack and the Diamond Fist Seal for defense. On top of that, by relying on the Kapala Spirit Bone Prayer Beads, I've brought all four hand seals to the upper limit of my talent. I can be considered a Shami now.

"Ugh. Someone who has just entered cultivation and practices at home is called a lay practitioner. I never thought my talent—no, no, no, that's wrong. I should say the original owner's talent—could only cultivate to the Shami level."

A lay practitioner could not be considered a realm. At most, it was a title between ordinary people and cultivators. Someone who had just come into contact with cultivation but had not yet found the proper way—wasn't that exactly a person cultivating at home?

Only a Shami had truly placed one foot into the mysterious world.

And what he could do was merely take half a step, with one foot planted on the threshold.

How could he possibly not feel terrible?

"If I don't find the rest of the spirit bone prayer beads, I'm afraid I'll have no hope