Mysterious Heaven Skill

"Desperate times call for desperate measures! Let's roll the dice!"

Lei Zhan waved his hand, and the decisive commander from the battlefield was back in form.

"Open the National Digital Library and the databases of all museums! Retrieve every piece of data on internal techniques and mental cultivation methods! Don't bother separating real from fake—as long as the logic holds up, pack it all!"

In the classroom of Notting College, the chaos gradually subsided.

Beside the podium, a few underlings scrambled to lift Luo Bu, who was foaming at the mouth, ready to haul him to the infirmary.

"W-wait!"

Luo Bu, whose eyes had already rolled back, somehow mustered a final burst of strength like a dying flash. He clung desperately to the podium's leg, blood streaming down his face, and rasped:

"I'm not leaving... I'm staying here... cough... I want to see that waste Su Yun make a fool of himself with my own eyes!"

"Huh? But senior, you—"

The underlings' hands slipped.

"Thud!"

Luo Bu, already clinging to life by a thread, crashed heavily onto the floor with a dull impact.

He was now down to a quarter of that thread.

Yet, driven by an obsession to see his mockery through to the end, he wriggled like a stubborn caterpillar, his bloodshot eyes fixed unblinkingly on Su Yun.

At that moment, Su Yun sat in his seat, unhurriedly wiping his Sunglasses.

He was still deep in thought.

Then, through his earpiece came Lei Zhan's slightly hurried voice:

"Su Yun, long story short."

"Our guess is that the core reason for your low cultivation efficiency might be... your meditation technique is too inefficient!"

Su Yun paused slightly, then placed the polished Sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose.

Lei Zhan's voice continued:

"Earth has no energy environment, so we can't run actual tests. That's why the Special Command packed up every logically coherent internal cultivation technique from the national archives and online databases and sent them to you."

"Desperate times call for desperate measures—pick one and try cultivating it!"

The next second, a faint blue light flickered on the Sunglasses' lenses, and dense streams of data cascaded down like a waterfall.

Receipt complete: Chinese Martial Vault.7z

Su Yun stared at the compressed file on his retina, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly as his fingers tapped lightly on his knee.

"I don't think it's an efficiency issue... but whatever, let's give it a shot. That breathing technique did feel a bit off."

"Time to borrow a stone from another mountain to polish this world's jade."

Su Yun opened the compressed file.

At first, the content was fairly normal—classic national martial arts like Yijin Jing, Xisui Jing, and Golden Bell Shield.

But as he scrolled down twenty or thirty pages, the content bolted off like a runaway wild dog, charging headlong into the abyss of absurdity.

Whoa! Good grief! This wasn't a technique library—it was a Qidian novel bookshelf come to life!

Stellar Transformations

Su Yun: ?

Su Yun shook his head.

This one started too high—it required guidance from the Heavenly Diagram and sensing the stars of the universe.

In broad daylight, where was he supposed to find stars?

Pass!

Flame Mantra

Su Yun: ?

Su Yun rolled his eyes hard.

"Swallow strange fires to evolve..."

Where in this godforsaken place was he supposed to find a strange fire?

With a lighter?

Or sneak a flame from the cafeteria stove?

He'd end up being titled 'Gas Stove Douluo'—too embarrassing to even say out loud.

Pass!

Heaven-Devouring Demon Art

Su Yun: ?

"Devour the origin of all things, achieve the Chaos Body..."

Su Yun shuddered.

This was way too brutal, and it would make enemies of the entire world.

He was here to build infrastructure and uplift a civilization, not to become some arch-villain hunted across the continent.

Besides, this thing had terrible table manners.

Pass!

Yin-Yang Union..., Yin-Yang Great Dao Scripture

Su Yun: ?

Su Yun stared at the pink icon, three black lines instantly appearing on his forehead.

Captain Lei, have you people lost your minds?

Sure, my mental age is almost thirty, but I'm still a kid at heart!

Do you want me to call the cops and report you for distributing porn?

Pass!

Must pass!

Su Yun's fingers swiped rapidly, searching through a mess of flashy names for something a normal human could actually cultivate.

Suddenly, an extremely jarring name popped up with a golden shimmer—

Sunflower Manual

Note: To practice this art, one must first...

Earth Expert Team's friendly reminder: Though the cost is steep, ancient records claim this technique grants incredible speed. Consider it.

Su Yun instantly clamped his legs together, feeling a chill down below as if an icy wind had blown through.

Get lost!!!

Which morally bankrupt bastard stuffed this thing in here?!

And they say consider it?!

Even if I'm stuck at 1.0 for life, I'm never touching that pair of scissors!

Su Yun roared inwardly, dragging the file into the recycle bin without hesitation and clicking permanent deletion.

Su Yun's fingers swiped rapidly through the mess of flashy names, finally stopping on one that looked both orthodox and not too outrageous.

Mysterious Heaven Skill

Hmm...

This sounded like a proper Daoist internal art.

Not as over-the-top as Heaven-Devouring, not as twisted as Sunflower.

Su Yun clicked on the folder by instinct.

The folder opened, revealing two files.

File One: <Bashu Tang Sect Heaven Skill (Ancient Text Restoration)>

Su Yun glanced at the note.

Restored from bamboo slips excavated in the Sichuan region.

Note:

According to the unofficial history Strange Tales of Shu, this technique progresses rapidly in the early stages but easily breeds heart demons.

Case study:

A brilliant inner disciple of the Tang Sect once suffered qi deviation during cultivation and jumped into a river to commit suicide.

Though the sect elders saved his life with a rare secret medicine, he woke up completely insane.

He babbled nonsense all day, claiming to be a reborn God King or a returning Immortal Emperor, shouting that this world was too low-level, that you already have a path to death, and that he would rebuild the order of the God Realm.

No one knew why, even as a returned God King, he insisted on continuing to cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

But the terrifying part was, to restore what he called his divine power, he began madly devouring the bloodlines of high-level beasts and even his fellow disciples, eventually becoming a monster driven only by slaughter and plunder.

Expert team's recommendation: This is a demonic path. Cultivate with caution!

Su Yun frowned deeply, a chill running down his spine.

First go crazy, then commit suicide, and finally devour bloodlines?

Isn't this just a textbook villain setup?

What do you want me to do with this thing?

Su Yun vented wildly in his thoughts, his gaze landing on that line describing the skill's traits...

Endless vitality, vast and boundless.

Hah! This qualifies as endless vitality?

This is clearly 'endless devouring'! Relying on consuming others' bloodlines to sustain your own vitality—aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

No way, too filthy, not practicing!

He shifted his gaze to the second document.

Document Two: Dao Canon Heaven Skill (Iterative Revised Edition)

Source: After obtaining fragments of the original scroll, successive generations of Daoist masters found its killing intent too heavy and harmful to heavenly harmony. Thus, after centuries of continuous repair and iteration, this is the final version.