Prajna Dragon Elephant

"Choose a cultivation technique?"

Lu Wangchuan was somewhat surprised. He had no contribution points—how could there be any talk of choosing a cultivation technique?

Lin Qingxue explained to him:

"Ever since the Heavenly Martial Sect began supporting the Black Lotus Society half a year ago to secretly target the Divine Water Sect, tensions between the two sects have only grown worse. To expand its strength, the sect added several more slots for true disciples. Our Law Enforcement Hall received one, and Master gave it to you right away. So you're already a true disciple now! You can choose another Forbidden Technique."

"So that's how it is."

A warm current rose in Lu Wangchuan's heart.

True, Grandmaster had taken notice of his talent, but there was no denying that the Law Enforcement Hall was filled with experts, and many stood ahead of him in line.

Although Grandmaster was an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, this decision would still invite criticism and complaints from the disciples under him.

Yet he had not hesitated before giving it directly to Lu Wangchuan. That alone was enough to show how highly he regarded him.

Once his cultivation had achieved success in the future, he had to remember to repay this kindness.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Martial Uncle, to take me to the Library Pavilion."

"Let's go."

The two quickly arrived at the Library Pavilion. After Lin Qingxue registered them, she brought Lu Wangchuan to the third floor.

True disciples were already the highest-ranking disciples in the sect. Only the sect's top elders were qualified to accept true disciples. In some respects, a true disciple's status was already comparable to a Peak Master's—for instance, both could obtain a Forbidden Technique-level cultivation art.

Lu Wangchuan's Azure Emperor Longevity Art had been placed in the transcendent section on the second floor because it was too trash, so it did not count toward this. He could still cultivate another new Forbidden Technique.

The greatest difference between the two was probably that a Peak Master held control over an entire peak and had more resources at their disposal. If a Peak Master trained an outstanding disciple, they could even receive additional rewards.

Put bluntly, it was the difference between a senior employee and a manager. Their status was about the same, but their pay was not. And an employee was still an employee—there was no one beneath them, no authority in their hands!

"Look around first, and then I'll give you some advice. Every Forbidden Technique is powerful, but what you ultimately cultivate depends on what suits you personally. Forbidden Techniques are very difficult to cultivate. Many people may not reach great completion even after a lifetime. Only a technique that suits you can take you farther."

Lu Wangchuan nodded and began searching for a Forbidden Technique suitable for him, while Lin Qingxue took the opportunity to find some notes to read.

Lu Wangchuan did not search for one that suited him as Lin Qingxue had suggested. Unlike ordinary people, he did not need to cultivate techniques step by step—he only needed to spend qi and blood to directly add points.

If he was going to choose one, he would choose the strongest.

After flipping through many cultivation techniques, he passed over them one by one.

The Indestructible Divine Skill, Five Elements Suppressing World Art, and Nine Revolutions Godslaying Blade were all techniques others could only dream of obtaining, but in Lu Wangchuan's eyes, each had plenty of flaws. Some focused mainly on defense, some relied chiefly on execution techniques, while others were broad and forceful in cultivation yet lacked subtlety. In short, they simply were not strong enough!

Not until he picked up a cultivation technique called "Prajna Dragon Elephant."

"This is..."

The instant he saw its description, Lu Wangchuan's gaze flickered.

"Temper the physical body to its utmost limit, unleashing strength comparable to that of dragons and elephants. Focuses on strength and defense. Its weakness is its immense demand for qi and blood."

This immediately interested him. Techniques that could enhance both strength and defense at once were rare. After looking through so many, he had found that almost all techniques reinforced only one particular trait. Very few enhanced two attributes simultaneously, and none enhanced three or more.

This Prajna Dragon Elephant looked quite good.

Just then, as though he had sensed something, he abruptly raised his head and looked ahead.

At the other end of the bookshelves, an exquisitely beautiful yet cold and proud face was staring directly at him.

Lu Wangchuan's eyes turned icy. Keen-minded as he was, he had already sensed something.

Yun Mengyao!

She made no effort to avoid him, merely looking at him with an indifferent expression.

Their first encounter was not as tense as drawn swords and drawn bows, yet the atmosphere in the air was especially strange.

"I never expected Master to find another genius disciple. You broke through to the Dantian Realm at such a young age."

Lu Wangchuan spoke calmly.

"You're not worthy of calling him Master."

Yun Mengyao did not get angry, as if she had long grown used to it.

"Yun Sheng. You killed him?"

Lu Wangchuan was not surprised. He primarily cultivated the Limitless Sword Dao, and cultivation techniques always left behind certain traces. Yun Mengyao also primarily cultivated the Limitless Sword Dao. Others might not be able to see it, but it was impossible for her to miss every clue.

"He deserved to die."

"He was my biological brother."

Lu Wangchuan smiled disdainfully.

"Would someone like you even care about family ties?"

After spending a year in the sect, Lu Wangchuan had already thoroughly learned of the grievances between Lu Xianyuan and Yun Mengyao.

It was said that her parents had once sold her to a brothel. Lu Xianyuan had rescued her and brought her back to Still Water Peak, teaching her with painstaking care. Yet she had betrayed Lu Xianyuan, suddenly challenging him at the Sect Grand Ceremony. Lu Xianyuan had been unprepared, and thus lost on the spot.

Some within the sect sympathized with Yun Mengyao's experiences and said that her childhood had left her seeing nothing but profit.

But Lu Wangchuan did not see it that way.

There could be many moments of despair in life, but one had to distinguish clearly between gratitude and grievance. Whoever harmed you, take your revenge; whoever treated you well, repay their kindness!

Lu Xianyuan had saved Yun Mengyao out of compassion, taught her martial arts, and changed her life. Anyone could challenge Lu Xianyuan and seize his Still Water Peak—except her!

"I truly don't need familial affection, but that doesn't mean you can kill my people."

A trace of Yun Mengyao's killing intent seeped out, and the temperature in the air began to plummet.

At that moment, Lin Qingxue quietly appeared beside Lu Wangchuan, watching Yun Mengyao with a guarded expression.

"Yun Mengyao, you'd better stay away from him."

Yet Yun Mengyao did not even spare her a glance. Her gaze remained fixed intently on Lu Wangchuan.

Only after a long while did she withdraw her killing intent and walk straight toward them. As she passed the two of them, she coolly left behind a single sentence.

"If I want to kill him, you can't stop me!"

After her retreating figure had gone far away, Lu Wangchuan suddenly remarked, "Is she always this pretentious?"

Lu Wangchuan's words loosened Lin Qingxue's taut nerves. Half amused and half exasperated, she spread her palm.

"That bitch may have poor character, but her methods aren't to be underestimated. That look just now made my palms sweat."

Naturally, Lu Wangchuan had noticed Lin Qingxue's abnormality. With the sensory acuity of the middle to late stages of the Condensing Truth Realm, he could detect anything unusual nearby even without looking.

It seemed Yun Mengyao truly had some skill. Even Lin Qingxue, at the early Condensing Truth Realm, could not withstand her—yet he himself had felt nothing.

A high-level martial artist's sixth sense also grew stronger by the day. When threatened, one would feel pressure; if there was no pressure, it meant Yun Mengyao was no longer his match.

Lu Wangchuan had already lost interest in this duel ahead of time, but it did not matter. He had not expected anything to begin with. Killing Yun Mengyao was merely to reclaim Still Water Peak for his master, repaying the grace of his teachings.

Just as his master had said, his goal should be the stars and the sea—martial arts and immortality!

Thanks to reader Brother Hong'en for the reward. This book now has its first Deacon. The second was rewarded by my own alt account, which truly makes me ashamed.