Myriad Phenomena Spirit-Seeking Technique

Li Mofan paced back and forth in excitement, then turned his solemn gaze toward Su Yun.

"Disciple, your talent is simply too heaven-defying."

"Others rush, seeking to reach Foundation Establishment the moment they hit the ninth level of Qi Refining, terrified of wasting their lifespan."

"But you are different."

"Your foundation is superb, and your lifespan is more than abundant."

"I have one piece of advice for you as your master."

"Do not rush to reach Foundation Establishment."

"While you are young, your blood is potent, your soul is pure, and your potential is infinite, you must solidify your foundation as much as possible."

"Stack it as high as you can."

"Strive to reach the thirteenth level of Qi Refining before you attempt Foundation Establishment!"

"A Dao foundation forged in such a way will be flawless, paving a smooth path for your future with limitless potential!"

Countless geniuses had stopped progressing for the rest of their lives simply because they rushed into Foundation Establishment and set their limits too early.

He did not want his only disciple with a Heavenly Spirit Root to repeat those mistakes.

Su Yun understood, bowing slightly.

"This disciple will take Master's teachings to heart and strive for the ultimate perfection in Qi Refining before breaking through to Foundation Establishment."

Seeing his disciple was obedient, sensible, and possessed a steady temperament without a hint of arrogance or impatience, Li Mofan was extremely satisfied.

In high spirits, he waved his hand.

A heavy storage bag flew out and landed in Su Yun's hand.

"Inside are five hundred medium-grade spirit stones."

"Take them and cultivate in seclusion with peace of mind."

"I have also granted you one thousand contribution points; you need not worry about resources, for I will cover you."

Su Yun took the storage bag, his heart stirring slightly.

Another massive sum had been deposited.

He looked up, his gaze firm, and took the initiative to make a request.

"Master, I have a favor to ask."

"Speak."

"I wish to participate in the sect tournament two months from now."

"I hope to secure a spot to enter the Magneto Secret Realm for training."

As soon as these words were spoken, the joy on Li Mofan's face faded slightly.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"Su Yun, I know your talent is strong."

"But there are only twenty spots for the Magneto Secret Realm in the entire sect."

"The competitors are all top-tier disciples at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining."

"You are currently only at the fifth level; the gap is too wide."

"Sect rules are absolute; even if you are my personal disciple, I cannot break them to give you special treatment."

His intention was to protect Su Yun.

Although the secret realm held opportunities, it was also fraught with danger.

He did not want his precious disciple to be dragged into conflicts or exposed to peril too early.

But Su Yun's tone was firm, neither servile nor overbearing.

"Master does not need to break the rules for me."

"Nor do you need to open any back doors."

"There is still over a month until the tournament."

"I guarantee that I will break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining before the competition."

"My Heavenly Spirit Root grants me spiritual power far exceeding those of the same rank, and my foundation is solid."

"Even against veteran disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining, I have the strength to fight."

"I want to earn a spot in the secret realm through my own ability."

Li Mofan looked into the youth's steady, determined eyes and fell into deep thought.

He wanted to keep Su Yun under his wing.

Let him cultivate in peace and grow steadily.

But then, a thought occurred to him.

A greenhouse could not raise a powerhouse capable of standing tall against the heavens.

Smooth sailing could not forge an invincible Dao heart.

The life of a cultivator was, by nature, an act of defying the heavens—treading through storms, hacking through thorns, and braving life and death.

Blind protection might seem like affection, but in reality, it was a hindrance.

Comfort too early would only dull one's edge.

Only by experiencing slaughter, competition, maneuvering, and trials.

Could one truly grow, transform, and soar.

In a few short breaths, Li Mofan's thoughts became clear.

He nodded heavily.

"Good! That is the spirit!"

"This Seat will not make exceptions, show favoritism, or act with partiality."

"If you can rely on your own strength to break into the top twenty at the Sect Tournament."

"Then, this master grants you the entry qualification for the Magneto Secret Realm!"

"Thank you, Master!" Su Yun bowed slightly.

"Go."

"Return to seclusion and cultivate with focus."

"In a little over a month, I shall see your performance."

"This disciple takes his leave."

Su Yun turned and calmly exited the great hall.

Watching the youth's upright back.

Li Mofan's eyes were filled with anticipation.

He truly wanted to see.

What kind of stunning brilliance Su Yun would unleash at the Sect Tournament.

After leaving the great hall.

Su Yun did not immediately return to the Cloud Abode for seclusion.

He changed direction and headed straight for the sect's Technique Pavilion.

To maximize his gains within the secret realm, raw strength alone was far from enough.

The secret realm was filled with opportunities, spiritual herbs, and ancient artifacts.

Whether or not one could find them depended entirely on luck, discernment, and treasure-hunting methods.

Ordinary disciples entered the secret realm, wandering aimlessly and picking up whatever they happened to find.

Su Yun did not accept leaving things to fate.

He wanted to search proactively, hunt for treasures with precision, and sweep up every resource the secret realm had to offer.

Therefore, he had to learn a treasure-hunting spell.

Treasure-hunting spells did not belong to combat techniques, nor were they mainstream support skills.

They were extremely obscure.

The reason treasure-hunting spells were obscure and left unpracticed was simple.

Low-level treasure-hunting spells were ineffective.

They could only detect superficial spiritual materials, had a tiny range, and possessed weak sensitivity—better than nothing, but barely.

High-level treasure-hunting spells had incredibly high thresholds.

The requirements for comprehension were absurd, the cultivation cycle was extremely long, and they consumed a vast amount of time and energy.

A cultivator's lifespan was limited; cultivation priorities were placed on increasing combat power and breaking through realms.

No one was willing to waste a great deal of time on a niche spell that did not directly enhance their strength.

As time passed.

Treasure-hunting spells completely fell into obscurity, ignored by all.

Su Yun entered the Technique Pavilion and went straight to the third floor.

The foot traffic on the third floor was minimal.

The surrounding area was lined with bookshelves, densely packed with jade slips containing all manner of obscure, miscellaneous, and specialized techniques.

The air was quiet, save for the faint sound of a few disciples occasionally flipping through jade slips.

Su Yun moved along the rows of shelves, screening them rapidly.

A moment later.

In the innermost corner of the shelves, a primitive black jade slip caught his eye.

[Myriad Phenomena Spirit-Seeking Technique]

Grade: High-tier obscure secret technique.

Effect: Senses the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, locks onto natural treasures, remnants of secret realms, lingering auras of ancient artifacts, and hidden mineral veins.

Once cultivated to perfection, it can penetrate soil layers, concealment formations, and shallow restrictions to precisely locate all kinds of hidden treasures.

Su Yun's eyes lit up.

This was it.

This was exactly the all-purpose treasure-seeking technique he needed.

He picked up the jade slip and flipped to the opening annotations and cultivation requirements.

The first line was a warning in bold text.

[This technique is extremely difficult. Those with insufficient comprehension should not attempt to cultivate it, lest they waste contribution points and time in vain; forced cultivation easily leads to spiritual chaos.]

He flipped further down.

The cultivation threshold, difficulty, and bottlenecks were all maxed out.

Entry was difficult, minor success was difficult, and great success was even harder.

An ordinary genius might spend a year and still not even touch the threshold.

The entire jade slip was written to discourage those with mediocre aptitude.

Su Yun scanned through all the annotations and didn't care in the least.

What was a chasm to others.

Was non-existent to him.

No matter how difficult a technique was, if others couldn't master it in ten days, he would do it in one.

If one day wasn't enough, then two.

As long as he had enough time, he could rely on Thousandfold Amplification to force his way to perfection.

He looked at the price tag in the bottom right corner of the jade slip.

One thousand contribution points.

The price was exorbitant, enough to discourage ninety percent of inner sect disciples.

But for Su Yun, it was just right.

His master's reward from just a moment ago had not only provided spirit stones but also one thousand contribution points.

It fit perfectly, without a single point wasted.