Movement Secret Technique of the Nine Secret Techniques

About half a day later, after a brief recovery, Shi Jue slowly opened his eyes. His face was still somewhat pale, but no longer deathly white as before.

"Alas!"

After retracting the two Heavenly Passages he had opened, a trace of worry appeared on Shi Jue's face.

He did not know whether coming to this era had been a loss or a gain.

Suppressed by the Laws of Heaven and Earth, he had been left with a Dao Injury. This kind of injury was the hardest to recover from, and until it healed, he could forget about opening any more Heavenly Passages.

"Who are you? Why are you wearing Ye Fan's clothes?"

Pang Bo woke from his unconsciousness and rubbed his eyes. When he saw Ye Fan beside him, surprise appeared on his face.

"You're Pang Bo?"

Ye Fan stood up. The clothes that had once fit him perfectly now hung loosely on him. He quickly realized that the clothes had not grown larger—his body had shrunk. Even his own voice had become remarkably childish.

Pang Bo, standing opposite him, had also shrunk. He looked only eleven or twelve years old, his features exceedingly youthful.

"I am Pang Bo! Damn, why did I get smaller?" Pang Bo touched his head in confusion, then discovered in shock that he really had shrunk. He asked Ye Fan, "Are you Ye Fan?"

"What happened to us? Did we become young again?" Pang Bo's little face flushed red with excitement. It was the first time he had encountered something like this.

"Probably, but it really feels strange!" Ye Fan only half understood it himself. He had suddenly passed out just now, and when he woke up again, his entire body had become younger. His mind had also become exceptionally clear.

Crack!

"It does count as becoming young again. The fruits we ate are anything but ordinary. Once you learn more in the future, you'll understand just how precious they are."

Shi Jue picked several more fruits and swallowed them straight down as if he were eating ordinary fruit. As expected of Immortal Medicine, it could rapidly heal even the Dao Injury in his body. It would not take long for him to recover completely.

Since the Empress had more or less learned about it already and had not shown herself, she was probably acquiescing. Naturally, Shi Jue did not hold back. Not only did he eat them on the spot, he also took several back to share with the people of the village.

"Huh, brother, why haven't you changed at all?" Pang Bo asked curiously.

They had clearly eaten the fruits together, so why had only the two of them become young again? It was truly strange.

"That's normal. I'm a cultivator, so naturally I'm different. The impurities in your bodies have now been expelled. You could say this has saved you a great deal of effort in embarking on the path of cultivation. But eat them yourselves—don't take them out of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. You don't have the ability to protect such treasures," Shi Jue reminded them.

"Pang Bo, Shi Jue is right. Sacred Fruits that can make people young again aren't something we can protect right now," Ye Fan said seriously, noticing that Pang Bo intended to pick some to take outside.

"Fine." Pang Bo nodded disappointedly.

"Before leaving, let me give you a reminder. Once you step into the mire of the Cultivation World, don't trust others easily, and don't reveal too much of your trump cards. At the very least, keep one or two hidden cards in reserve for emergencies," Shi Jue said solemnly.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo nodded. The road ahead was unknown, and neither of them knew how they should proceed. They would listen to and accept useful advice.

"Ye Fan, let me tell you something else. Your constitution is the Ancient Desolate Saint Body," Shi Jue said.

"Saint Body? Damn, Ye Fan, your constitution sounds awesome!" Pang Bo cried out.

Ye Fan was also surprised. He had never expected himself to possess some Ancient Desolate Saint Body. It sounded quite powerful, considering it had the word "Saint" in its name.

But Shi Jue's next words immediately gave him a resentful look.

"The Ancient Desolate Saint Body was indeed very powerful in the past, but under the current Laws of Heaven and Earth, it is very difficult to cultivate. You'll have to find a method yourself. Good luck!" Shi Jue flashed a brilliant smile.

Did the future Ye the Heavenly Emperor really need his guidance?

The Saint Body could not become an emperor, yet Ye Fan was precisely the one who shattered that claim.

Black lines appeared across Ye Fan's forehead. Wasn't that the same as saying nothing? He would have been better off keeping quiet instead of arousing his curiosity.

Complaints aside, Ye Fan remembered the Ancient Desolate Saint Body. He would look into it later.

"It's about time. I gained quite a lot this time. Next time, I'll invite you to visit my era," Shi Jue said with a smile, waving his hand as he saw the time approaching.

The next second, a vortex appeared before Shi Jue. A familiar aura rushed toward him—the Laws of Heaven and Earth he knew so well.

"Sure. If I have the chance, I'll definitely go," Ye Fan nodded.

"Brother, see you next time!"

Whoosh!

Just after Shi Jue entered the passage, before it had closed, a streak of light flew out from the depths of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. Neither Ye Fan nor Pang Bo noticed it as it entered the passage.

"Ye Fan, how did you get to know that godlike guy? Too bad we didn't learn anything from him," Pang Bo asked.

"Just a chance encounter, I suppose. Let's go check on our old classmates first," Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Right, they probably aren't doing too well." Pang Bo suddenly remembered that he still had more than twenty classmates over there.

This place seemed to absorb Life Essence. Had they already been drained into dried corpses?

The two tore their clothes into more suitable sizes, then quickly ran back the way they had come.

When they arrived, they saw a scene that shocked them both. Everyone had turned old and gray-haired, and it was impossible to tell that they had been in the prime of life not long ago.

"Damn?!"

"The Movement Secret Technique... was that the Empress?"

The moment he returned to Stone Village, a mysterious Dao diagram appeared in his mind. Its vast divine might felt as though the Great Dao itself had descended, creating an urge to kneel in worship.

Other than the Empress, he could not think of anyone else. The incomparably talented Empress had created astonishing divine techniques to rival the Nine Secret Techniques, so naturally she possessed all nine.

Moreover, Shi Jue sensed an imperial might from the Nine Secret Techniques, like a blazing sun that made one unable to summon the courage to look directly at it.

But he could not understand why the Empress had given him one of the Nine Secret Techniques. Could it be gratitude for his previous care of Ye Fan?

Forget it. He could not figure it out. Although he had received only one of the Nine Secret Techniques, the Movement Secret Technique, it was the one most suited to him.

Once cultivated to major mastery, it could grant the ultimate speed in the world. Once cultivated to the utmost limit, it could even touch upon the domain of time, crossing countless great formations without restraint.

The Ten Fierce Divine Techniques—the Kunpeng Treasure Technique—could grant Kunpeng Extreme Speed once mastered. He wondered which of the two would prove superior.

He could look forward to finding out. Still, the Movement Secret Technique was an essential Secret Art for robbery, murder, arson, and knocking people unconscious from behind.

The Movement Secret Technique could be called his strongest means of preserving his life right now. He needed to comprehend it as soon as possible.