Two Layers Broken in One Day, Spell Perfection!

"Sixth Layer?"

Han Li's voice carried a barely perceptible tremor as his entire body froze.

He had toiled hard, aided by the Little Green Bottle's herb cultivation, spending a full six years just to barely break through to the Sixth Layer.

And Han Feng?

From the day he left Han Family Village, it had been less than two years at most!

Not only had he cultivated mortal martial arts to that inconceivable "Transformation Realm," but even this one-in-a-ten-thousand immortal cultivation technique had been trained up to the Sixth Layer as well!

This... this gap in talent was simply too terrifying!

Even though the person standing before him was his own blood cousin, at this moment, Han Li couldn't help but feel a trace of indescribable jealousy and bitterness rise within him.

It was only human nature.

Still, this tangled emotion came quickly and faded just as fast.

Soon enough, he felt genuine happiness for Han Feng.

He was no longer alone!

On this vague, uncertain path of immortal cultivation, to have his own kin walking beside him... it felt wonderful!

"A Niu... you really..."

Han Li found himself at a loss for words, finally just clapping Han Feng heavily on the shoulder.

"Let us brothers seek eternal life together!"

"Mm."

Han Feng nodded calmly.

Without further words, Han Li quickly fetched paper and brush. By the dim light of the oil lamp, he began copying the later stages of the Evergreen Skill, word by word.

His movements were swift, but his handwriting was meticulous, afraid to miss a single character.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, a fresh copy of the technique was handed to Han Feng.

"Xiao Feng, I plan to stay here in Doctor Mo's residence for now. It's remote, perfect for my cultivation."

Han Li spoke with solemn earnestness.

"If you ever run short on pills, come find me in Divine Hand Valley anytime. I still have some left."

He was referring to the pills Doctor Mo had left behind, making no mention of the Little Green Bottle's secret.

"Thanks, Brother Er Leng!"

Han Feng didn't stand on ceremony, carefully stowing the technique copy.

After exchanging a few more words with Han Li, he turned and left Divine Hand Valley.

Back in his private courtyard in the Inner Sect's core area, Han Feng immediately shut the door tight.

He eagerly unfolded the copy, matching the seventh and eighth layer's oral formulas against the memories in his mind.

Confirming there were no mistakes, he sat cross-legged and sank his mind inward.

Before the battle with Doctor Mo, he had already accumulated a full 140 Attribute Points, never having used them.

Now was the time!

Code
[Cultivation Technique: Evergreen Skill (Sixth Layer)]
[Attribute Points: 140]

Without a moment's hesitation, Han Feng moved his intent.

"Attribute Addition!"

Code
[Consumed 30 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill raised to Seventh Layer!]

A warm current, far more vast and pure than any previous breakthrough, exploded from his dantian's energy sea, surging wildly along his meridians!

Han Feng felt his Magic Power swell at a visible rate, becoming far more condensed!

Done!

He didn't stop, continuing the addition.

Code
[Consumed 30 Attribute Points. Evergreen Skill raised to Eighth Layer!]

Boom!

Another torrent of even fiercer energy washed through his limbs and bones, doubling his total Magic Power once again!

If Han Li knew that the technique he had just copied was instantly mastered two layers deep the moment Han Feng returned, he would probably go mad with envy.

After breaking through two layers in a row, Han Feng's cultivation progress once again stalled for lack of further techniques.

But he felt no impatience.

His mortal techniques had reached their peak, and his immortal cultivation technique had also hit a temporary dead end.

Next, it was time to improve his actual combat methods.

He shifted his focus to the few low-level spells appended to the Evergreen Skill.

There were five in total.

They were the "Fireball Technique," "Heavenly Eye Technique," "Wind Control Art," "Control Object Technique," and "Spirit Calming Talisman."

Han Feng began studying them in detail.

The incantations for these spells were far more obscure and difficult than the Internal Cultivation Method, filled with bizarre syllables and intricate hand seal variations. Mastering them would not be a day's work.

In the days that followed, Han Feng entered a state of complete seclusion.

He sent people to haul a large number of ancient texts and dictionaries from the sect's library, spending day and night in his room, cross-referencing and deciphering the meanings of those spell incantations.

This behavior naturally caught the eye of his Master, Wang Juechu.

One day, Wang Juechu made a special trip to Han Feng's courtyard.

Seeing that his beloved disciple wasn't indulging in martial prowess but instead burying himself in a pile of old papers, he couldn't help but nod inwardly, feeling deeply gratified.

"Han Feng, being able to settle down and read—this Master is very pleased!"

Wang Juechu stroked his beard and spoke with praise.

"No matter how high one's Martial Skill, they are still just a brute. The Sect Master of our Seven Profound Sect must one day manage a vast sect, requiring a mind for strategy and wisdom."

"That you thought to take the initiative to read and enrich yourself—good, very good!"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately stood up from the pile of books and bowed respectfully.

"Your disciple takes your teachings to heart, Master."

His obedient and well-behaved demeanor made Wang Juechu more and more satisfied.

But Wang Juechu would never guess.

The peerless prodigy he had placed such high hopes on, grooming as the future Sect Master, was at this very moment thinking only of how to leave the Seven Profound Sect as soon as possible and pursue the elusive path of immortality!