The young man froze for a moment, then burst into ecstatic joy. "This is... a cultivation technique?"
Cultivation was no secret in this world. Every year, cultivators came to select those with passable aptitude.
Yet those chosen were still exceedingly few. No one from their village had been selected in five years.
The young man was named Yellow Dog. During the last selection of suitable disciples, he had failed.
Feeling the mysterious cultivation technique in his heart, he trembled with excitement from head to toe.
He closed his eyes and silently sensed the information within his mind.
Very soon, an illusory figure appeared in his mind.
He could not make out the figure's appearance, but it radiated a wondrous greatness, shrouded in mysterious Mist.
It was no simple matter for Li Qing's Divine Body to project information. Every fragment of Civilization Logic carried a trace of The Indescribable's Mist information.
This Mist information had one greatest purpose: concealing the traces of a cultivator's cultivation technique.
The Indescribable's greatest characteristic was its unfathomability, its utter uncertainty. No power of logic could probe it.
Methods of logical cultivation were defined laws. Even an Anomaly, upon cultivating to the end, would integrate its logic into flawless laws. Only pure laws could gradually reduce their flaws.
The Indescribable was pure uncertainty. It possessed no fixed form or Principle, overflowing with unreasonable Principle.
By making use of The Indescribable's information, one could effectively conceal a cultivator's traces.
Though the young Yellow Dog had received only a tiny amount of information, it was already enough for him to cultivate.
As the image of the Lord of Civilization took shape in his mind, the vital essence within his body no longer leaked outward and rapidly gathered within his spirit.
The Lord of Civilization's phantom swiftly became more