Heaven Mending Secret Technique

"Lin Huang. Lin Huang. That name..."

Bu Kurong, the Nether God, pondered bitterly for a moment before suddenly reacting. He strode forward and snatched up today's newspaper. At a single glance, he nearly spat blood. Beating his chest and stamping his feet, he wailed, "Bastard! Lin Huang, you bastard!"

"You said you'd protect my Heaven Mending lineage for ten thousand years, keeping it everlasting! Protect my ass! You can barely protect yourself—you're wanted across the entire world! How are you supposed to protect us? Protect my Heaven Mending Pavilion into becoming wanted criminals?!"

His shrill cries rang through the main hall of Heaven Mending Pavilion.

Compared to Bu Kurong's despair, Lin Huang was in an excellent mood. Though he had paid the price of a promise to shelter Heaven Mending Pavilion for ten thousand years, he had at least obtained the Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

"But sheltering them for ten thousand years... that really is a long time. Whatever. As long as I don't let every last one of them die, it'll be fine."

Lin Huang irresponsibly muttered to himself, changed his appearance once more, returned to the city, bought a Crystal Energy Train ticket to Zhongnan Prefecture, and booked a private compartment.

Traveling from Shu Prefecture to Zhongnan Prefecture, even aboard a Crystal Energy Train that covered ten thousand miles a day, would take a month. Lin Huang could use that month to comprehend the Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

The secret supreme art passed down by Heaven Mending Pavilion.

Ranked ninety-ninth on the Dream God Realm's Divine Arts and Skills Ranking.

Strictly speaking, the Heaven Mending Secret Technique did not belong to the cultivation system of Three Tribulations in One Body and Six Paths.

Cultivating the Heaven Mending Secret Technique could neither forge an unparalleled Divine Body nor grant insight into the laws of the Six Paths, much less help one pass through the Three Tribulations.

Yet the reason the Heaven Mending Secret Technique had carved out such an enormous reputation since ancient times, becoming famous throughout the Myriad Worlds, was naturally because it possessed its own unique excellence.

Heaven Mending, Heaven Mending—it could mend the azure heavens.

The Heaven Mending Secret Technique, said to have been passed down from the Earth Sovereign's act of mending heaven, had only one purpose—mend!

If even heaven could be mended, how much more so a person?

The greatest use of the Heaven Mending Secret Technique was allowing one to understand how to mend one's own flaws.

No two leaves in the world were alike, nor were any two people.

There were countless methods for cultivating Divine Bodies throughout the Myriad Worlds, but only the Heaven Mending Secret Technique could help someone cultivate a Divine Body that belonged solely to themselves.

That was why Lin Huang coveted the Heaven Mending Secret Technique. After passing the Heaven and Earth Two Tribulations, the first thing he did was head to Heaven Mending Pavilion to seize it.

"Heaven Mending, Heaven Mending. Let me see just how miraculous this Heaven Mending Secret Technique, with its vast reputation, truly is." Lin Huang murmured, locking the compartment tight. He did not immediately begin cultivating the Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

Though this private Crystal Energy Train compartment boasted that it rivaled an independent grotto-heaven, claiming that even a derailment would not disturb its occupants, Lin Huang still had to test it for himself.

He first bathed carefully in the bathroom, then lit a plate of sandalwood incense. After calming his mind for three days and confirming that no one would come to disturb him, Lin Huang slowly opened the Heaven Mending Secret Technique.

"The Way of Heaven diminishes what has surplus and supplements what is lacking. The Way of Man diminishes what is lacking and supplements what has surplus..."

The Heaven Mending Secret Technique contained barely more than a hundred words, yet every word was a pearl of wisdom. In Lin Huang's eyes, those plain and unremarkable characters suddenly blazed with light—faint as threads of radiance, brilliant as the great sun. Heavenly flowers rained down, golden lotuses surged from the earth. Divinity dwelled within the words. In an instant, it seemed as though a hundred Saints had opened their altars to preach the Dharma, expounding the great Dao of heaven and earth, leaving one utterly entranced.

In the end, every character transformed into a Divine Being. Like great bells and mighty chimes, they roared and howled beside Lin Huang's ears. Sacred radiance spread outward, bathing every inch of his body, and before his eyes appeared what seemed to be a divine kingdom.

Gold paved the earth, white jade formed the heavens.

Seventy-two Demigods stood there, some subduing dragons, some taming tigers, their faces fierce or wearing the myriad expressions of living beings, kneeling beneath the divine throne.

There were also one hundred and eight Saints, composing poems, lyrics, songs, and verses to praise the god's might and virtue, prostrating themselves beneath the divine throne.

And there were one hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred divine maidens, each more dazzling and enchanting than the last, beauties who could sink fish and make geese fall, shame the moon and wilt flowers, sprawled beneath the divine throne.

Behind them stood hundreds of millions of living beings and three thousand worlds, rising and falling. The stars lowered their heads, while sun and moon shone together.

With such a divine kingdom before him, Lin Huang seemed able to become a god where he stood with just one step.

"The Mortal World could not even disturb my heart, much less this illusory divine kingdom! Disperse! Disperse! Disperse!"

Lin Huang sneered and rebuked them aloud. In an instant, the divine kingdom collapsed, the divine throne was destroyed, heaven and earth overturned, and the sun and moon alike fell silent.

Amid the void, a Divine Being as vast as the great sun appeared before him, possessing boundless light and boundless heat. Its face was fierce with wrath, and behind it stretched a divine throne, its brilliance vast and mighty, majestic as authority, terrifying as prison.

In that instant, heaven and earth spoke with one voice, uttering only one sentence: "Take refuge! Take refuge!"

"Nothing but a pack of false gods. What virtue or ability do you possess to make me take refuge in you?! All of you, be suppressed together!"

Lin Huang laughed loudly and struck out with a backhand palm. One palm suppressed heaven, earth, and gods!

He reversed heaven and earth, wielding the might of Heaven-Turning. Whether Divine Being or heaven and earth, if any dared refuse, a single palm would suppress them.

The radiance shattered. Lin Huang clenched his palm, and the Heaven Mending Secret Technique fell back into his hand. Laid across his knees, its hundred-odd characters became plain and unremarkable once more, clear before his eyes.

Lin Huang did not mind. He examined and pondered each character one by one, gradually gaining understanding.

The essence of the Heaven Mending Secret Technique lay in the word "mend." Taking its meaning from mending heaven, what it mended were the imperfections of the human body. More wondrous still, the Heaven Mending Secret Technique varied from person to person. A thousand people cultivating it would produce a thousand different methods.

The reason Lin Huang valued the Heaven Mending Secret Technique was precisely because it could adapt to each individual and help him discover the flaws in his physical body.

What Lin Huang wanted was not some Innate Divine Body. What he sought to cultivate was a one-of-a-kind Divine Body belonging to himself alone. Neither a Sun God Physique nor a Taiyin Divine Body—if it had to bear a name, Lin Huang wanted a Desolate God Body that belonged solely to him.

A Desolate God Body belonging only to Lin Huang.

"The Heaven Mending Secret Technique truly has its own unique excellence. This trip was not in vain." Only after a long while did Lin Huang slowly set down the Heaven Mending Secret Technique in his hand.

Lin Huang had gained immensely from this session of comprehension.

Though Lin Huang had already passed the Heaven and Earth Two Tribulations and possessed a grasp of his physical body far beyond that of ordinary people, even using Saint-level soul power to identify many of its flaws, every profession had its specialty. With the aid of the Heaven Mending Secret Technique, Lin Huang found even more imperfections, giving him another measure of confidence in cultivating his own Desolate God Body.

"Resources. What I lack next are resources. I hope this trip to Zhongnan Prefecture won't disappoint me."

Lin Huang chuckled softly as he considered the resources he needed. After hesitating for a moment, he suppressed the urge to enter the Dream God Realm.

Though the Dream God Realm claimed that not even a God Lord could interfere with it, one could never be too careful. If his own carelessness exposed his trail, that would be utterly foolish.

The thought flashed through his mind and vanished. Lin Huang rose to his feet and slowly performed a set of boxing techniques. Free of thought and desire, he entered the state countless people dreamed of attaining, performing the familiar Seventh Ancient Long Fist with such force that it seemed tigers and winds followed every strike.

After finishing one set of Ancient Long Fist, Lin Huang did not stop. He ran through every other Ancient Long Fist he had mastered, only stopping when the blood and qi throughout his body had grown somewhat depleted. He ordered a serving of Nourishing Fire Fish Soup, exchanged all his remaining assets for three Dragon Bone Blood Pills, and swallowed them with the fish soup. Feeling the blood and qi throughout his body gradually fill and strengthen, he finally nodded in satisfaction and quietly waited for the train to reach its station.