Extreme Path Point-Adding!

Wang Xuan stuffed Yin Mingchen's gold-threaded black-patterned storage bag into his chest, adding it to the one he'd taken from Chu Lingtian earlier, along with the others from before; his chest was already bulging with five of them.

"If I kill a few more, I could go to the Beggar Sect and compete for the position of a Nine-Bag Elder," he muttered, lifting his eyes to look at the figures in the distance that were about to shrink into tiny black dots.

He didn't have time to inspect what other good things were in Yin Mingchen's bag. With a thought, he instantly maxed out the [Zhouliu Wind Energy] and [Wind Control Art] that had just appeared on his panel.

A massive influx of insights flooded his mind. The Xiantian Bagua, the Xun Trigram, belonged to the wind, governing entry, dispersion, and speed, with softness containing hardness.

Zhouliu Wind Energy was the foundation for channeling the wind-attribute spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the Wind Control Art was even more extraordinary: using qi to control wind, using wind to manipulate objects, and finally, achieving the unity of man and wind.

Even though he was suppressed by the world's ceiling to only the sixth level, Wang Xuan felt like a completely different person. His body felt as light as if it had lost all weight, and the surrounding air was no longer a resistance, but a helper pushing him forward.

Free and Unfettered Wind, Clone Demon Shadow, plus these two new additions, and the ability to turn his body into sword light from Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

Wang Xuan felt that his current speed, in this world, was second to none; no one would dare claim to be faster. It was even more absurd than his collection of combat techniques.

His figure moved like a wisp of green smoke scattered by the wind, or a streak of sword light cleaving through the air, leaving only a faint shadow behind.

In the distance, Ye Jingchen, who was running for his life, felt his pupils constrict violently.

"No! How did this monster's speed get so much faster again!" His heart nearly jumped out of his throat.

In the blink of an eye, a hazy, crescent-moon-like blade light suddenly lit up in the air not far to his right.

It was Zuo Qianshan!

Zuo Qianshan was a notable figure in their circle, possessing the S-rank talent "Dominating the World Palm." His hand-to-hand combat skills were advancing rapidly; his Mighty Dragon Divine Palm had long reached perfection, and he had also cultivated several other palm techniques. His close-quarters combat ability ranked high among their group.

But as that crescent blade light flashed, Zuo Qianshan's entire body stiffened in mid-air. Without even a groan, he plummeted straight toward the ground.

What was even more chilling was that before he even hit the ground, a massive suction force appeared out of thin air, forcibly extracting a "stream" of flesh, blood, and true qi from his body, which gushed toward the figure chasing from behind.

Zuo Qianshan shriveled up instantly, like a deflated leather bag.

A chill ran down Ye Jingchen's spine. Although he had long known Wang Xuan was terrifying, those were just cold words in an intelligence report.

Seeing it with his own eyes now, he realized this guy was even more horrific than he had imagined.

Especially this process of killing, stealing martial arts, and instantly training them to a profound level... it simply subverted his understanding!

Wang Xuan didn't know what was going on in Ye Jingchen's mind. After finishing off Zuo Qianshan, he skillfully grabbed the air, sucked the storage bag the man had dropped toward him, and stuffed it into his chest.

A string of new martial arts popped up on his panel: [Mighty Dragon Divine Palm], [Cloud-Dispelling Palm], [Buddha's Palm], [Thirty-Six Heaven-Turning Paths: Strange].

"A palm technique convention, is it?" Wang Xuan muttered to himself, but he didn't stop. His figure blurred again, flickering through the forest like a ghost.

Every time his figure became clear for a split second, a hazy crescent moon would flash, and then a Royal Clan youth who was sprinting would be abruptly split in half, immediately drained dry, and his storage bag collected.

One, two, three...

Watching his companions fall like wheat being harvested, Ye Jingchen actually felt a sense of relief.

As long as the opponent didn't use the God-Splitting Spike, the worst that could happen was being killed out of the plot world, failing the mission, and everyone being punished together. Since there were many of them, the punishment might be lighter.

Thinking of this, he slammed on the brakes. He turned around and looked in the direction Wang Xuan was chasing from.

Wang Xuan had just finished off another one and patted his chest. Good heavens, nine storage bags; his chest was stuffed to the point of bursting.

Hang them on his waist?

Not only would they jingle, but they would also get in the way while running.

"These Royal Clan members are truly fat," Wang Xuan remarked.

His biggest harvest was various martial arts; the storage bags contained nothing but gold, silver, and trinkets for pleasure.

He also discovered that unless they primarily cultivated weapon-based arts, these Royal Clan members basically didn't bring weapons inside.

Instead, they mostly wore precious armor like the Heavenly Silkworm Ice Silk Divine Garment or Gold Essence Inner Armor.

Unfortunately, in the face of his Divine Blade Slash and surging blade intent, these armors were no different from paper; one slash and they were all scrap, not even worth picking up.

He looked up at the last figure standing still in the distance.

"Not running anymore?" Wang Xuan's figure flickered, appearing not far in front of Ye Jingchen with a faint smile on his face. "Actually, if you run now, I might not necessarily kill you. Leaving someone to lead the way was my original idea."

As he spoke, he casually maxed out a seemingly eye-catching martial art he had just obtained from his panel.

[Dragon God Art].

The supreme technique from Water Moon Cave Heaven: transforming into a dragon, flying, immortality, supreme hardness and yang. It was said that training it to the peak could achieve a semi-divine immortal body.

No wonder when he killed that person earlier, they didn't die from one slash, could still counterattack in a near-death state, and were only finally beheaded by his sword light.

As for the fact that this divine art was difficult to cultivate without the Long family bloodline, he could just leave that to his talent to worry about. As for how that Royal Clan member learned it, he didn't care; the Royal Clan had plenty of ways to circumvent such restrictions. Since they could only withstand one of his slashes, it was clear they hadn't mastered this divine art either.

The moment he maxed it out, Wang Xuan's aura changed once again.

In the distance, Ye Jingchen could see it clearly through his Emperor's Qi-Gazing Technique: within Wang Xuan's already towering, pillar-like majestic aura, a dragon-shaped aura suddenly rose up, coiling around it with bared fangs and brandished claws.

"His aura... has become stronger again!" Ye Jingchen felt bitter inside.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, his voice a bit dry: "Wang Xuan, I have some idea about your talent."

Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Ye Jingchen's tone became certain: "There is a rumor of a talent that allows one to quickly cultivate any martial art they possess, even reaching instant mastery or perfection. This talent has a very unique name: 'Stat Allocation'!"

Wang Xuan was startled for a moment, thinking the other party had actually guessed the secret behind his "One-Click Max."

However, hearing the term "point-adding" made him relax slightly.

So what if he knew his talent?

He had never intentionally hidden it anyway; he had fought his way through blood and slaughter openly and honestly, so he simply followed the other's lead: "So what if you know? I never tried to hide it. That's right, my talent is called 'Extreme Path Point-Adding', and it can sublimate all cultivation techniques to their extreme, allowing me to master them in the shortest possible time!"

Ye Jingchen nodded, a flash of sharp light crossing his eyes: "Extreme Path Point-Adding... truly terrifying. However, according to secret rumors passed down within our family, such talents are not omnipotent." He paused, as if recalling something, "Extreme Path Point-Adding is indeed a terrifying talent, but according to family secrets, such talents are not omnipotent. After all, energy is conserved; nothing can appear out of thin air, even with a talent."

"Since records began, there have been people who awakened a point-adding talent called 'Ultimate Joy Precious Mirror'. As long as they engage in dual cultivation, they can obtain things called: 'Dual Cultivation Points' or 'Creation Points', which are used to upgrade cultivation techniques and skills."

Wang Xuan was stunned upon hearing this. There were talents like that?

Being able to get stronger while being comfortable—that was a proper protagonist template.

Ye Jingchen continued counting on his fingers: "There is also 'Potential Point-Adding', which relies on hard work to accumulate points; 'Emotion Point-Adding', where joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness can all be converted into points; 'Treasure Light Point-Adding', which absorbs the spiritual light of treasures to add points... and so on."

As he spoke, he secretly pushed his Emperor's Qi-Gazing Technique to the limit, his "All-Seeing Eye" staring fixedly at Wang Xuan, trying to discern some clues from his most subtle fluctuations in energy and emotion.

Wang Xuan truly had not expected that there were so many types of point-adding talents; they were practically the standard equipment for transmigrators or reincarnators. However, as he listened to the other party continue to speak, a sense of being watched faintly emerged from the depths of his soul. He immediately tensed up, focused his mind, and activated all the mental-related special effects of the cultivation techniques he practiced.

Ye Jingchen waited for a moment, only to find that Wang Xuan's inner heart was as still as an ancient well, and his energy was as steady as a ten-thousand-year-old deep pool; he could not glean any useful information at all.

He had no choice but to throw out his final guess: "And... yours, which relies on slaughter to accumulate 'Slaughter Points'!"

Ye Jingchen's tone was resolute: "From the moment you debuted, you have been killing your way through, never leaving a single survivor. This characteristic is far too obvious."

"Clap, clap, clap!" Wang Xuan laughed and applauded: "Not bad, very not bad. From guessing my talent at the start, to quickly locking onto the talent type, and then deducing my specific talent so rapidly based on my performance in the two plot worlds—just as you said, Extreme Path Point-Adding. Since it is called the Extreme Path, then naturally, only by slaughtering in all directions and standing alone can it be considered the Extreme Path!"

His tone shifted, and his smile turned cold: "Actually, even if you know my talent, so what? The conflict between us cannot be reconciled. You will not give up on erasing me, and I will not spare you in the plot worlds. This was destined from the moment the Heavens Tower descended. Given the uniqueness of authority and the way you have operated for ten thousand years, we are naturally locked in a life-and-death struggle, standing on opposite sides of a class divide."

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