Upheaval

Recalling what Elder Taizhen had once told her about Spirit Techniques...

They transcended the confines of ordinary arts and were not bound by the flow of qi.

Ordinary arts sought form; divine abilities sought intent.

Spirit Techniques, however, sought the principles of heaven and earth.

With a single thought, all techniques were born.

With a single thought, all techniques fell silent.

To harness the force of heaven and earth for oneself, and seize the workings of creation and conceal them within one's breast—that was the mystery of Spirit Techniques.

No matter how profound and unfathomable the explanation sounded...

To Jiang Yuechu, the most straightforward meaning was ultimately the power they displayed.

Whether it was the Six-Turn Heavenly Moat she had mastered, or the palm that had blotted out the sky and sun, which she had barely withstood outside Half-Piece City...

Both had filled Jiang Yuechu with an intense longing for such extraordinary, otherworldly power.

Now...

A genuine Spirit Technique had finally appeared before her.

To claim her heart was unmoved would be nothing but self-deception.

Jiang Yuechu drew a deep breath.

She forced down the stirrings in her heart and dispelled the tangled thoughts rising in her mind.

With a thought, she pressed the blood-red jade slip to her brow.

Without the slightest hesitation...

Her gaze fell on the panel, and she poured her accumulated Dao Cultivation into this newly acquired Spirit Technique.

[Spent 4,589,322 years of Dao Cultivation. Palm Blood Technique advanced to Entry]

As her vast reserve of Dao Cultivation vanished in an instant...

Insights and mysteries concerning the Palm Blood Technique were branded deep within her Qi Sea.

Jiang Yuechu slowly opened her eyes.

Sitting cross-legged on a cushion, her expression cool, she indifferently extended a pale hand.

Deep in her palm, an intensely rich shade of