It's About to Crash, Damn It, Senior White Is Distracted!

The Turtle-Breathing Technique is a very simple and easy-to-understand spell; you can roughly guess its effect just by listening to the name—it should be a spell that reduces the number of breaths a cultivator takes.

In the Cultivator World, there are many different techniques for reducing breathing and heart rate. Even the Turtle Breathing Technique is divided into two types: 'short-term Turtle-Breathing Technique's and 'long-term Turtle-Breathing Technique '.

Soft Feather's senior brother, Liu Jianyi, that lazy man to the bone, practiced the Turtle-Breathing Technique so diligently because he was too lazy to breathe. Now he has reached the point where he only needs to breathe two to three times a month.

The 'Turtle-Breathing Technique' allows one to temporarily replace breathing with magical abilities. The stronger the cultivator, the more powerful the spell.

This spell has a wide range of applications. Once low-level cultivators master it, they can enter places such as underwater or deep underground where oxygen is scarce for activities and exploration.

Okay, none of that matters. The real problem is—why would Venerable White suddenly choose this moment to teach him this 'Turtle-Breathing Technique'? Song Shuhang panicked!

Senior White remained calm and composed, asking indifferently, "So, do you want to learn?"

"Senior," Song Shuhang said with a pained expression, "Just tell me straight, is something wrong?"

Venerable White turned his head and smiled slightly, "Well, if nothing unexpected happens, we'll continue flying higher into the sky for a while longer before breaking through the atmosphere and plunging into space!"

It's about to break through the atmosphere... it's about to enter space...

What I feared most has come to pass.

"Senior White, can't you stop the flying sword? With your strength, stopping it shouldn't be a problem, right?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

Actually, if it were just Song Shuhang and Venerable White, he would have accepted it even if they went into space. Anyway, he had already prepared his spacesuit; at worst, he could just consider it a thrilling 'Senior White Takes You on a One-Day Space Trip' event.

But this time, I have Instructor Little Li with me. There's only one spacesuit... wait... holy crap, is that why Senior White made me learn the Turtle-Breathing Technique?

Does this mean I have to give the spacesuit to Instructor Little Li and then use the Turtle-Breathing Technique? Song Shuhang's eyes welled up with tears!

"You guessed right, the spacesuit can be given to Instructor Little Li." Master Venerable White, the Mind Reader, still smiled, then gave a thumbs up and explained, "Well, when I was practicing flying swords with that kid before, we flew too fast, the speed is hopeless, and now we can't stop. Of course, with my strength, forcibly stopping it is no problem... but the helicopter's outer shell won't be able to withstand the pressure of a sudden stop, it will explode. I'm fine, but it's hard to say about you and Instructor Little Li."

Song Shuhang's lips twitched. "You and Instructor Little Li are a different story... a different story. Is it death?"

"I understand, senior," Song Shuhang. "Please teach me the Turtle-Breathing Technique!"

At the same time, he took off his own spacesuit and gave it to poor Instructor Little Li. He felt quite guilty for dragging Instructor Little Li into this undeserved disaster.

Hopefully, after this is all over, Senior White will give him a ' Mind-Wiping Technique so he can forget this trouble and continue living happily ever after.

"It's alright, with me here, there won't be any danger in the universe! I'm Seventh-Grade Spirit Venerable, after all," Senior White assured him.

Actually... Senior White lied, well, he told a white lie.

With his strength, even if the speed of the 'Helicopter-Type Disposable Flying Sword' were ten times faster, stopping it would only take him a thought.

Moreover, it came to a complete stop.

However, Venerable White thought of Song Shuhang's spacesuit and the conversation he had with Song Shuhang before boarding the plane.

Song Shuhang must really want to go to space, right?

Moreover, because he greatly admires astronauts, he can't help but put on a spacesuit when he's on a plane, wanting to experience what it's like to be an astronaut.

Although he didn't know what Song Shuhang was worried about, Senior White felt he had received a lot of help from Shuhang over the years, so if there was an opportunity, why not grant him this wish?

Although I can't go too far, I can still take a stroll around the edge of the earth, find a slightly larger meteorite or something else to land on, and take a picture to commemorate the moment.

Senior White is a very caring person towards his juniors.

Sometimes, he can be very considerate!

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Perhaps it was the sense of crisis of 'soon facing the universe' that motivated Song Shuhang, and he quickly mastered the Turtle-Breathing Technique.

The Turtle-Breathing Technique is only slightly more complex than the 'Palm Thunder'. It also requires the use of Blood Qi to draw a Turtle-Breathing rune on each of the palms.

Then, by activating the power within the 'Turtle-Breathing rune' with mental energy and forming the Black Tortoise Hand Seal with both hands, the spell can be activated, allowing oneself to enter the Turtle Breath state.

In addition, the Turtle-Breathing rune has only six simple strokes.

Well... I always felt that the spells taught to him by Venerable White were all somewhat similar in their usage. They all involved drawing runes on the palm, activating them with mental power, or softly chanting the spell's name, or forming a hand seal, to cast the spell.

Could these all be unique "White" style spells modified by Venerable White?

Under Senior White's personal guidance, Song Shuhang attempted to activate the 'Turtle-Breathing Technique' and enter a turtle-breathing state.

Hands form the Black Tortoise Seal, activating the spell!

The next moment, he felt his heartbeat slow down, and his breathing... stopped!

Breathing is a natural human instinct; humans don't need to consciously control it, it happens instinctively. But now he had stopped breathing, yet he didn't feel anything unusual or awkward, as if he was born without the ability to breathe.

This feeling is so eerie.

--I have a feeling this isn't the Turtle-Breathing Technique, but rather the art of dying.

"That's right. With your current strength, you can maintain the Turtle-Breathing Technique for about an hour, or two hours. When the spell's effect is about to wear off, I'll remind you to use another Turtle-Breathing Technique. That way, your breathing problem in space will be solved," Senior White chuckled.

However, simply solving the breathing problem is not enough to survive in space.

Without spacesuits, the vacuum environment, extreme temperatures, solar radiation, and micrometeoroids in space would all pose a threat to human health.

For example, in a vacuum environment, nitrogen in human blood turns into gas, and the volume of nitrogen expands. Without wearing a pressurized, airtight spacesuit, the pressure difference between the inside and outside of the body can be life-threatening.

For Venerable White, these were not problems. For cultivators, as long as they were Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor had condensed their Golden Core, their physical strength was sufficient to survive in the universe. If they could solve the breathing problem, Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor could live and work in peace in the universe.

However, Song Shuhang was only First-Grade minor cultivator, and his body was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, which was insufficient to withstand the various dangerous factors in the universe.

"Well, if you don't have a spacesuit, we'll need to get you some more protection," said Venerable White, pulling a notebook from his pocket.

It was one of those small notebooks, about the size of a palm. Then, Venerable White opened the notebook and started drawing on it with his finger.

"Senior White, what are you doing?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

Venerable White replied, "I'll draw you a Talisman Artifact to give you some defense, so you won't just drift away and die in space. It's a pity, if you had prepared two spacesuits, you could have experienced the life of an 'astronaut' more realistically."

"Hahahaha." Song Shuhang chuckled dryly—Actually, I really didn't want to experience the life of an astronaut!

Also, Talisman Treasure can be drawn using a 'notepad', so it's possible?

After Senior White forged a flying sword from a tree branch, Song Shuhang's understanding of Talisman Treasure was refreshed once again today.

"Alright, all done!" Venerable White tore a page from his notebook, folded it into a small piece, and handed it to Song Shuhang: "Put it deep in your pocket. When you break through Earth's atmosphere, it will protect you like a spacesuit."

Although he really wanted to complain about Senior White drawing Talisman Treasure in a notebook, Song Shuhang carefully took the Talisman Treasure and put it into his pocket because it concerned his life.

As they were talking, suddenly, the 'Airplane-Type Disposable Flying Sword' seemed to break through some kind of restriction, and Song Shuhang's vision suddenly went black.

Then, what appeared before him was a cluster of bright stars.

It broke through the atmosphere and entered space?

I haven't even had a chance to fully experience the process yet.

But...

"It's so beautiful!" Song Shuhang's eyes widened, feeling like he didn't know where to look. Every scene was so beautiful that he wished he could imprint them in his mind forever.

He is still inside the helicopter's outer shell, protected by a layer of defense set up by the Venerable White. He can still say a few words while he's still here, because once he leaves the helicopter and enters space, he won't be able to make a sound.

"Isn't it beautiful? I've always loved flying out to see the world... Actually, for a while I really wanted to find a planet in the universe to use as a place for secluded cultivation. But there were too many problems to solve, so I had to give up," Senior White said with a smile.

Then, as he was laughing... Senior White suddenly froze in a daze.

The vastness of the universe stirred up some distant memories in him, plunging him into reminiscence.

Senior White... is daydreaming.

However, while the senior was distracted, the 'helicopter-shaped flying sword' did not stop and continued to fly at a speed similar to Spatial Jump.

At that moment... the sharp-eyed Song Shuhang suddenly noticed that there was a huge thing slowly moving in the direction they were heading.

"Hey, Senior White, there seems to be something ahead! Oh no, Senior White, turn around quickly, we're about to crash!" Song Shuhang shouted.

However, the Venerable White did not respond to his calls for a long time.

Song Shuhang looked at Venerable White —Damn, Senior White's been daydreaming!