The Four Innate Secret Techniques

The Origin Continent is infinite; even measuring its length and width in light-years results in a number that is vast beyond comprehension.

At the center of the continent stands a divine mountain, its scale spanning countless trillions of light-years.

At the peak of this divine mountain sits a massive throne. The person seated upon it has been in a deep slumber for a very, very long time.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and as his eyes opened, golden light erupted from his enormous pupils, piercing through the entire Origin Continent.

"It seems it is true. Perhaps I can use him to reach a higher realm of existence," he muttered to himself. His slightly parted lips were vast enough to easily accommodate an entire large-scale cosmic nation!

At the foot of the mountain lies a palace of golden light. The person in the center of the hall is flipping through a booklet; the entire volume contains exactly three thousand pages, no more, no less.

"Primal Universe number 2456 is nearing the end of a cycle. Let this universe ocean produce ten True God Weapons and one Void True God Weapon in the next cycle."

The booklet was already turned to page 2456. With a few simple strokes, he determined the most powerful weapons that would appear in this universe ocean.

"Hao Tian, I am going out for a while. I leave the Origin Continent to you; make your own decisions," the figure at the mountain peak said.

"Ah, but I don't feel like I'm ready yet," the person flipping through the booklet replied. His name was Hao Tian, though he had already been working in this position for tens of thousands of cycles.

"It is fine. I will not be gone long, three cycles at most." For powerhouses at their level, a single cycle passes in the blink of an eye. What Hao Tian feared was the person disappearing for thousands or tens of thousands of cycles, as he wasn't certain he could handle things on his own.

"I am leaving now. If there is anything you cannot decide, remember to find me." After saying this, the figure at the mountain peak vanished.

On Earth, after Sett and Luo Feng finished testing their strength, they headed home. To ease the burden on his family, Luo Feng worked as a tutor outside of school.

Relying on his status as an advanced student, he could earn one hundred yuan an hour. His father was a moving worker, and even after a month of hard labor, he only made three thousand yuan. Coupled with his younger brother's disability, Luo Feng was exceptionally diligent in his cultivation.

Sett's family situation was slightly better, so he did not work as a tutor. Although he had been found in a park, his adoptive parents treated him as if he were their own, and since they had no children of their own, Sett had known from a young age that he was adopted, yet he felt no distance from them at all.

"You're back?" Sett's mother said. "Clean up and get ready for dinner." Sett's mother was named Jin Wenying, and his father was Xia Hai. Both were ordinary working-class citizens.

The family of three ate dinner at the dining table. Jin Wenying said, "I heard you slept in class today and played the fool, making your teacher angry?"

Sett rubbed his head sheepishly and said, "Uh, I slept too late last night, so I was a bit groggy today."

"I told you to sleep early, but you wouldn't listen, staying up late to have fun. You're 17 now; it's hard for us to manage you, so you need to be self-disciplined. Apologize to your teacher tomorrow," Jin Wenying said, not wanting to lecture him too much.

"Sett, get some rest early tonight. With the college entrance exam coming up, you should prioritize your academic studies," Xia Hai said, picking up some food with his chopsticks and putting it into his mouth.

"Being a Martial Artist might have good prospects, but it's dangerous too. Not to mention broken arms or legs, what if you accidentally run into a powerful monster? You'd be finished. I think you should just get into a good high school and find a job. If not, you could be a tutor like an advanced student, too."

"Your friend, Luo Feng, isn't he tutoring others to help with household expenses? One hundred yuan an hour. Unlike us, working hard for a month and barely making any money."

"Look at you, what's wrong with being a Martial Artist? If it weren't for Martial Artists, could we sit here and eat in peace? Honestly," Jin Wenying said, rolling her eyes at Xia Hai.

"I'm just worried about Sett. You say this child, why does he have to be a Martial Artist? It's so dangerous. Think back to the Great Nirvana... sigh."

"Don't listen to your dad. I support you in becoming a Martial Artist. Martial Artists contribute to all of humanity; how glorious that is. Keep it up, Mom believes in you!"

Hearing his parents in this world nagging him, Sett felt just like he did during his student days in his previous life. It was only after entering society that he realized how difficult it was for parents.

He hadn't been a very well-behaved student back then. Even though this body wasn't his original one, it gave him a special sense of warmth.

Lying in bed, Sett recalled the day's events. It still felt surreal; after all, he had transmigrated into the grand, expansive world of Swallowed Star.

Thinking about it, everything here seemed fine, but he didn't know what his situation was like on the other side. Sigh, let fate take its course.

Just as Sett was drifting off to sleep, a bunch of inexplicable things suddenly appeared in his mind. It took a full two hours for Sett to understand exactly what had appeared in his consciousness.

Holy crap! Sett couldn't help but curse. In the original work, only a very small number of creatures could obtain Innate Secret Techniques rewarded by the Primal Universe, and the vast majority of them were unique, special life forms. Yet now, the Primal Universe had actually rewarded Sett with four Innate Secret Techniques.

Pummel: You crave a fight, and your hands are itching for action. Increases your movement speed toward enemies and allows you to strike them with heavy punches. It has a chance to instill fear in the enemy. The higher your force-application technique, the higher the damage.

Haymaker: You possess Pit Grit; the more injured you are, the higher your attack power. You can unleash a heavy punch forward, dealing additional damage to the enemy. The higher your life genes, the more pronounced the Pit Grit effect.

Facebreaker: You pull enemies on both sides toward you, dealing damage. If you grab multiple targets, you will smash them into each other. The deeper your spatial comprehension, the wider the range of release.

The Show Stopper: You seize an enemy, carry them forward in a fierce charge, knocking aside enemies in your path, and then slam them into the ground. The landing point releases a shockwave that deals area-of-effect damage. The higher your comprehension of the Law of Metal, the wider the shockwave range.

Note: Your Innate Secret Techniques will improve as your strength increases. Frequent use of Innate Secret Techniques will increase their proficiency, enhancing your strength and life genes.

You can use Pummel upon becoming an Apprentice Level, Haymaker at Planetary Level, Facebreaker at Star Level, and The Show Stopper at Universe Level.

Additionally, your comprehension of laws can unlock more forms of your Innate Secret Techniques.

"This! I'm taking off!" After realizing he had obtained the four great Innate Secret Techniques, Sett kicked his legs and sprang up from his bed. Suddenly remembering his parents were asleep, he carefully went outside and rushed to the rooftop.

"Hahahaha!" After Sett stood on the rooftop and laughed a few times, he noticed the lights in other apartments in the complex flickering on one after another.

"Are you crazy? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, howling like a ghost."

"You brat, do you want me to come over there and teach you a lesson?" As a few discordant voices rang out, Sett didn't care; he lay down on the rooftop and looked up at the starry sky.

In the original work, Innate Secret Techniques like those of the Lord of Nine Serenities were incredibly powerful, as was Luo Feng's later "I am the Universe" and so on. Although he couldn't use his Innate Secret Techniques yet, he knew that as long as he became a Martial Artist—that is, an Apprentice Level—he would likely take off.

Sett thought about how he was just an ordinary person in his previous life. Since heaven had given him such a great opportunity, he had to make good use of it. Plus, he was familiar with the original story and knew a thing or two about future events, so he had to plan carefully.

The first step was naturally to become a Martial Artist. Although being an advanced student was difficult for ordinary people, one could only follow the tide of the era.

As long as he could become a Martial Artist, he could use his Innate Secret Techniques, and using them would increase his life genes and strength.

One had to know that in the Swallowed Star universe, life genes were extremely abnormal; the higher the genes, the more energy one possessed, and the larger the body.

In the original story, Luo Feng's strength increased significantly after the college entrance exam due to a coma, and he passed the Martial Artist assessment to become a prospective Martial Artist after the exam. He wondered if he could do the same; he would have to go test again tomorrow. Perhaps his strength would increase by a large margin.

Since the Primal Universe could give him four great Innate Secret Techniques, he believed his talent was quite good. Forget it, everything is up to fate. Regardless, as long as he could become a Martial Artist, his status and position in this life would be far ahead of his previous one.

Sett let his mind wander for a long time, and even when the moon hung directly overhead, he simply tidied up and went back to bed.

That night, Sett dreamed that he was filled with heroic spirit, punching the Bug Race and kicking the Monster Race; it was incredibly exhilarating!

The next day, Sett headed out early to the Advanced Student Martial Arts Hall. After practicing briefly to improve his control over his body, he also felt as if his strength had increased a little.

Soon, Sett arrived at the Punch Strength Tester. Putting his full strength into it, he relied on his waist and arm to slam a blow into the machine.

Beep, beep, beep—1280kg.

Sett's jaw dropped when he saw the result; his punch strength had increased by over 400kg in a single night. It seemed that he had gained some strength as a side effect of receiving his Innate Secret Technique.

Shortly after, Sett tested his speed as well. It had reached 28 meters per second.

The threshold for a Martial Artist was a punch strength of 1000kg and a speed of 25 meters per second. It seemed that becoming a Martial Artist was basically a sure thing, Sett thought to himself, heading off to school in high spirits.

I'll just wait to take the Martial Artist exam with Luo Feng, and spend this time practicing properly. Yeah, that's the plan.

At the entrance of Yi'an District No. 3 High School, students entered the gates in groups of three or five, and this vibrant, youthful atmosphere made Sett feel a sense of nostalgia.

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