Myriad Transformation Infinite Art

After paying the fee, Lu Yuan followed the map attached to the Qing Province Demon-Suppressing Bureau Survival Guide and soon arrived at the entrance of the Martial Excellence Pavilion.

The main gate stood wide open, the interior bright and airy, with several colleagues coming and going.

As soon as Lu Yuan crossed the threshold, he spotted a familiar figure standing beside a mural.

The man had his back to the door, dressed in a dark patterned brocade robe, with a Fierce Tiger Treading Evil Pattern embroidered on his gold-woven cloak; it was the very official he had seen in the main hall of the County Office earlier.

Lu Yuan paused for a moment, then stepped forward quickly, cupping his hands in a salute, "Greetings, my lord."

The man turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his stern, dignified face.

"Lu Yuan, two hundred and seventy-eight demons slain in one hour, an A-grade entry assessment—you are quite impressive."

Lu Yuan smiled, "You are too kind, my lord. Thank you for gifting me the waist token. May I ask your name?"

The man did not hide it, "My surname is Shen, given name Mo, and I serve as the Chief Instructor at the Qing Province Demon-Suppressing Bureau."

Chief Instructor?

A flash of surprise crossed Lu Yuan's eyes.

The Chief Instructor managed the promotion assessments for all members below the rank of Demon Suppression Captain; while the position itself was not exceptionally high, the authority it wielded was far from ordinary.

Su Ding'an's guide had also mentioned that the Chief Instructor, Shen Mo, possessed unfathomable cultivation and had slain a sixth-realm great demon on the borders of Qing Province some years ago.

Why would such a figure be waiting here specifically for him?

After speaking, Shen Mo turned and walked toward the staircase, asking as he went, "How much do you know about the Martial Excellence Pavilion?"

Lu Yuan followed, "I heard before coming that the first floor contains basic techniques, the second floor holds advanced techniques, and the true core techniques are on the third floor."

Shen Mo nodded, leading Lu Yuan up to the third floor before pausing, "You are a new recruit, so logically, you should only be allowed to select techniques from the third floor and below."

Lu Yuan nodded, but before he could reply, he saw Shen Mo stepping directly toward the fourth floor.

He hesitated, his gaze instinctively drifting to the wooden sign hanging at the stairwell, where two lines of large characters were written clearly.

First line: Fourth floor is a restricted area; entry is prohibited without permission.

Second line: Violators will be severely punished.

Shen Mo had already climbed several steps, looking back with a faint smile, "What are you standing there for? Follow me."

Lu Yuan pointed at the wooden sign, "Lord Shen, this..."

"That is for others to see. While I am not a major figure, I still have the authority to grant you permission to come up."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and stepped up to follow him.

It was only because of his outstanding performance in the entry assessment and his A-grade rating that he received such treatment; anyone else would not have been granted this privilege.

The fourth floor.

Rows of ancient wooden shelves were neatly stacked with scrolls and registers.

Shen Mo walked with familiar ease, heading straight toward the deepest part of the room once they reached the floor.

Lu Yuan followed behind, his eyes scanning the various techniques.

Thousand-Face Gu Sutra.

Nourish a life-bound Gu with one's own essence and blood; once the Gu is formed, it can reside within the body, allowing one to alter their appearance and aura, making them indistinguishable from the real person.

Practicing it requires enduring the pain of a heart-devouring nature, and the Gu must be fed with the blood of a living person every year, or it will backfire.

Lu Yuan frowned; this technique... was far too sinister.

The next one, Mountain-Suppressing True Formula.

Visualize an ancient divine stele to guard one's own body; when the technique is active, one becomes as immovable and unshakeable as a mountain, impervious to all arts.

The drawback is a lack of offensive means and slow movement.

It was indeed a good technique, but it did not quite fit his style.

"Take a look at this one."

Shen Mo's voice sounded from beside him, and he saw the man pull a register from the deepest shelf.

Lu Yuan took it and looked; the cover bore a few ancient characters: Ultimate Eight-Wilds Imperial Art.

Shen Mo stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Your strikes in the entry assessment were fierce and your strength astonishing; you favor a style of grand, sweeping movements."

"This technique is extremely rigid and intense, with unparalleled offensive power. Once mastered, a single punch can shatter mountains and a single blade-stroke can sever rivers. It is a perfect match for you."

Lu Yuan was about to express his gratitude when his gaze was suddenly drawn to something else.

On the very top of the shelf, a register leaned against the corner of the wall. It was thinner than the others and covered in dust, as if it had not been touched for a long time.

"Lord Shen, what is that one?"

Shen Mo followed his gaze, reached out to take the register down, and brushed off the dust to reveal the cover.

Myriad Transformation Infinite Art.

"This technique... how should I put it..."

Shen Mo paused for a moment, his tone complex, "The concept is top-tier, but the actual practice is quite unsatisfactory."

Lu Yuan took it and flipped open the cover to take a look.

The opening line read: Draw spirit into the body, refine a hundred times like iron, refine a thousand times into steel, Myriad Transformation Infinite Art.

Shen Mo's voice sounded at the perfect moment.

"This cultivation technique takes an unconventional path. It focuses on internal refinement, tempering the spiritual power within the body again and again, compressing it repeatedly, much like refining iron into steel."

"Each level practiced will cause a qualitative leap in spiritual power; using the same moves will result in power surging several times over."

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up. Wasn't this much stronger than the previous one?

He was just about to speak when Shen Mo changed his tone.

"It is a pity that the highest recorded level is only the third; after that, it becomes impossible to progress further."

"Impossible to progress?"

"Yes, it is like refining iron to its limit; without a stronger fire, one can only stop there."

He looked at Lu Yuan and said sternly, "Given your aptitude, the Ultimate Eight-Wilds Imperial Art is the best choice. Steady and solid, you will surely achieve great things in the future."

A strange glint flashed in the depths of Lu Yuan's eyes.

Refining spiritual power, where quantitative change leads to qualitative change—this theory was indeed top-tier, and its potential ceiling was very high.

Others couldn't master it because they lacked a stronger internal refining force.

But he had it!

The power of Heaven Opener was indestructible and could break through anything; cultivating a Myriad Transformation Infinite Art should be a piece of cake, right?

Lu Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he made up his mind. "Master Shen, I want this one."

Shen Mo's expression changed slightly. "What?"

Lu Yuan raised the booklet in his hand. "Myriad Transformation Infinite Art."

"You..." Shen Mo frowned. "No one has ever been able to break through the third level of this technique. You'll get stuck before you're even halfway through. You want to practice this?"

Lu Yuan was about to speak, but the other man raised a hand to interrupt him.

"Forget it, suit yourself. But I'll say this first: if you can't continue, come find me immediately. I'll keep this Ultimate Eight-Wilds Imperial Art for you."

"Thank you, Master Shen!" A warmth spread through Lu Yuan's heart as he cupped his fists and bowed.

"Alright, the technique is chosen, you may go." Shen Mo waved his hand dismissively.

Lu Yuan chuckled, bowed, and took his leave.

Returning to the Thatched Cottage at the Mountain Foot assigned to the newcomers.

The Myriad Transformation Infinite Art lay on the table.

He swallowed the Mortal Shedding Pill and drew spirit into his body to begin the technique.

An extremely pure energy erupted from his dantian, surging wildly into his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, his flesh, blood, and sinews trembled.

As the Myriad Transformation Infinite Art circulated, wisps of spiritual power like morning mist were drawn into his meridians, flowing through his body in an orderly fashion.

Under the effect of Heaven-Defying Comprehension, Lu Yuan finally understood what it meant to study the myriad laws of heaven and earth as easily as observing patterns on one's own palm.

Every meridian seemed to come alive, appearing clearly in his mind.

This part was slow, that part was fast, here it should stop, there it should turn a circle...

It was as if the path of the technique had already been cleared, and he only needed to follow it once.

It entered the Baihui point, traveled down the Ren meridian, passed through the dantian, turned up the Du meridian, and returned to the Baihui point.

The entire process was as smooth as a mountain stream flowing down.

After one cycle was completed, his spiritual power had clearly become thicker and more solid.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance flickering in their depths.

Myriad Transformation Infinite Art, first level.

Done.

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