"Interesting."
Other than the Profound Yin Fate Sword, the other two were both traps.
No wonder martial arts beyond the High Martial Arts World could be found in the third-floor Black Market at such "fair" prices. The pit had already been dug, just waiting for him to jump in.
The Royal Clan's methods were indeed exquisite.
Once a technique was learned, it began operating automatically, impossible to cripple even if one wanted to; the lifeline of its medicine was held in someone else's hands, and even if one stubbornly trained it to mastery, there were still methods specifically designed to counter it.
One link after another, airtight.
An ordinary Player would probably have been writhing on the bed by now.
Unfortunately, he was no ordinary Player.
Wang Xuan sensed the two newly born currents of energy slowly circulating within his body.
The frigid energy of the Heavenly Snake Breathing Method traveled through his organs, while the fierce energy of the Dragon-Tiger True Form Technique collided among his muscles and bones. For anyone else, without the corresponding medicinal assistance, one would feel as though they had fallen into a fiery abyss, while the other would cause an imbalance of yin and yang, leaving them in agonizing pain.
But his talent was right there.
All side effects, hidden conditions, and concealed poisonous hooks were completely ineffective.
A free ride.
Wang Xuan even felt somewhat grateful for the Black Market and the Royal Clan's "generosity."
Two techniques that surpassed the High Martial Arts World had simply been handed over to him.
He put away the technique manuals and turned his gaze to Shen Qingci.
"Since you're willing to risk your life for my sake, let's begin." He leaned back against the chair casually. "Use whatever skills you're best at. Don't hold anything back,