Creating a Cultivation Technique

Creating a Cultivation Technique

"Four-Star Battle Spirit, initial-stage Heavenly Realm Soul Power... Heh, but what use is any of this? It can't bring Yun'er back."

Standing vigil before his late wife's coffin, Xiao Lin felt no joy at obtaining Heavenly Realm Soul Power. Instead, his face was filled with endless grief.

His wife's death was the greatest knot in Xiao Lin's heart.

Wen Lingyun had been an ordinary person to begin with, frail and sickly since childhood. On top of that, while he had been away at war, she had spent every day worrying about his safety.

As a result, she suffered a difficult birth.

In the end, after barely giving birth to their child, she passed away before she could even wait for Xiao Lin's return.

Therefore, even after awakening his Past-Life Wisdom, Xiao Lin still felt that he had wronged his wife and caused her difficult labor.

"If I hadn't gone to war this time and had stayed home with Yun'er, perhaps nothing would have happened to her."

Leaning against his wife's coffin, Xiao Lin could not help muttering to himself.

At that moment, Xiao Lin had far too many things he wanted to say to his late wife.

Yet now, his late wife could no longer hear anything.

Just like that, Xiao Lin stayed beside his late wife for several days in a row, not even taking a drop of water.

It was not until his condition alarmed Xiao Dongcheng, the current head of the Xiao Household, that Xiao Lin gradually recovered. Xiao Dongcheng arrived carrying Xiao Zhan, his son whom he had not even had time to look at yet.

"Xiao Lin, you are the next head of the Xiao Household. I know Yun'er's death has left you heartbroken, but the dead cannot return to life. Those of us who are alive still have things we need to do.

Are you going to remain so despondent that you will even abandon your son?"

Looking at Xiao Lin, who leaned against the coffin with hollow eyes, Xiao Dongcheng could not help trying to persuade him.

At first, Xiao Lin showed no reaction. Only when Xiao Dongcheng mentioned his son did a faint glimmer finally return to his eyes.

"My... my son? Xiao... Xiao Zhan?"

Having gone several days without food or water, Xiao Lin's voice had become hoarse.

If this world had not possessed Dou Qi, he likely would have fainted again long ago after going without food and water for so many days.

As for why he could call out his son's name despite never having seen him after returning—

It was because the couple had already decided on a name for their child before he left for war.

If it was a boy, he would be named Xiao Zhan!

Seeing that Xiao Lin had finally shown some reaction, Xiao Dongcheng hurriedly carried Xiao Zhan over to him.

Xiao Lin took his son with trembling hands.

Looking at the tiny child whose features somewhat resembled his own, Xiao Lin's heart, which had nearly withered away, finally came back to life.

Just as Xiao Dongcheng had said, the living had things the living needed to do!

At the very least, his son had lost his mother from the moment he was born. He could not let him lose his father as well, could he?

Even for his son's sake, he could not keep wasting away like this!

"Xiao Lin, I won't say much else. Many things are things you need to work through yourself. Do you know what you should do next?"

Seeing that Xiao Lin had finally regained some vitality, Xiao Dongcheng asked earnestly.

Pressing his lips together, Xiao Lin held his quiet, uncrying son and slowly rose from the ground.

"Phew..."

Letting out a soft breath, Xiao Lin knew that, for himself and his son, he had to keep living properly.

"I understand, Patriarch. I will pull myself together!"

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, Xiao Lin spoke in a firm voice.

"Good! That is what a fine son of the Xiao Household should be!"

At last, Xiao Dongcheng smiled.

Over the next few days, Xiao Lin personally handled his wife's funeral arrangements.

This was the only thing he could do for his deceased wife now.

Afterward, Xiao Lin carried with him the piece of black jade that had been their token of love.

It was a symbol of his longing for his late wife.

After handling his wife's funeral, Xiao Lin remained withdrawn at home for two or three months.

Knowing that Xiao Lin had recently lost his wife, the emperor of the Gama Empire not only sent condolences but also assigned him no duties during that period, essentially giving him a long leave.

Over those two or three months, Xiao Lin finally came to understand his current situation.

How should he put it?

When he had first learned that his name was Xiao Lin and that the country he lived in was called the Gama Empire, he had guessed, based on some memories from his previous life, that he might have transmigrated into the world of Battle Through the Heavens.

But that was all.

He did not even know what point in the timeline he was in. At most, he knew that he came from the Xiao Household of the original story.

After all, Xiao Lin's name had been nothing more than the most insignificant of minor characters in the original work. He had never even appeared in the main story before becoming a legendary dead man in the background.

How could Xiao Lin possibly have remembered who he was right away under those circumstances?

It was only after learning that his newborn son was named Xiao Zhan that he finally remembered who he was.

Damn it, wasn't I Xiao Lin, the background character from the original story who supposedly led the Xiao Household to establish itself in the imperial capital of the Gama Empire and even arranged a childhood betrothal for his protagonist grandson, Xiao Yan?

Once he realized this, Xiao Lin finally understood that the future Flame Emperor, Xiao Yan, was actually his grandson!

Unfortunately, at this point in time, his son was still only a newborn infant. As for a grandson, there was not even the slightest sign of one.

And what had Xiao Lin's fate been in the original story?

It was said that before the protagonist Xiao Yan had even begun cultivating, Xiao Lin suffered severe injuries in a conflict with an enemy and ultimately died from them.

In other words, the original Xiao Lin had died roughly ten years before the story even began.

By the time the plot started, the grass over his grave would have withered and grown back countless times.

Thinking of that, Xiao Lin, who had already pulled himself out of the grief of losing his wife, felt a chill run through his heart.

Fortunately, there was good news as well. He had awakened his Past-Life Wisdom, gaining not only the memories of his previous life and knowledge of the later plot of Battle Through the Heavens, but also a fusion between his past and present souls. This elevated his Soul Power, allowing it to directly enter the Heavenly Realm, something countless people could only dream of attaining in their lifetimes!

One had to understand that not just anyone could possess a Heavenly Realm soul.

Even many Dou Saints had failed to reach the Heavenly Realm in Soul Power.

It could be said that Xiao Lin had ascended in a single step.

With the cultivation of a Four-Star Battle Spirit and initial-stage Heavenly Realm Soul Power, Xiao Lin could directly fear no expert below the high stages of Dou Zong.

That was right. Even if Xiao Lin encountered an initial- or mid-stage Dou Zong, he had the strength to fight and remain undefeated.

This was the immense boost that a Heavenly Realm soul had brought Xiao Lin.

And this was the greatest, as well as the only, cheat Xiao Lin had received after transmigrating for over twenty years and awakening his Past-Life Wisdom in a single day!

As for some kind of system, of course he wanted one. Unfortunately, there was none...

Still, starting with the cultivation of a Four-Star Battle Spirit and initial-stage Heavenly Realm Soul Power already put him ahead of more than ninety-nine percent of transmigrators. He had nothing to be dissatisfied about.

With such strength, Xiao Lin believed surviving until the beginning of the plot would not be a problem.

"My next goal should be to live until the ending, then cling tightly to my grandson, the Flame Emperor, and ascend to the Greater World."

In his family courtyard, Xiao Lin considered his future.

His late wife had been buried for three months, and Xiao Lin had naturally recovered completely by then.

Once he had recovered, it was only natural that he began considering his future.

To that end, Xiao Lin thought over many things.

"It seems that if I want to live until the ending, I'll have to increase my strength by just a tiny little bit more!"

Xiao Lin could not help sighing.

And when it came to increasing his strength, there was something Xiao Lin needed to do immediately.

Thinking of something, Xiao Lin directly began circulating the cultivation technique he practiced.

Very quickly, as Xiao Lin circulated his cultivation technique, the Dou Qi around him surged into his body.

Just like that, Xiao Lin cultivated for an entire day.

At the same time, through that day of cultivation, Xiao Lin gained an understanding of the cultivation technique he currently practiced.

"Starlight Formula, a Low-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Technique. However, if cultivated at night, it can produce effects comparable to a Mid-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Technique. Still, it feels far too ordinary and cannot meet my needs at all...

If I keep cultivating the Starlight Formula, my limit will probably only be Dou Emperor, perhaps even merely Battle King."

Though he had cultivated for only one day, relying on his vastly disproportionate Soul Power, Xiao Lin instantly grasped the extent of the help the Starlight Formula could provide him.

The realms of Dou Emperor and Battle King could be said to be the pursuit of most people throughout the entire Northwest Continent.

In truth, those two realms already counted as among the very top experts of the Northwest Continent.

Even the Misty Cloud Sect and the Jia Ma Royal House each currently had only one Dou Emperor. As for Battle Kings, as far as Xiao Lin knew, the two factions combined could not possibly have more than five!

Besides them, there were Hai Bodong of the Mittel Family and Mo Ya of the Intel Lineage.

Among the remaining independent cultivators within the Gama Empire, there were no Dou Emperors, and there could not be more than a handful of Battle Kings.

Well, that excluded the Snake-People Tribe.

What, you mean the Alchemist Guild?

Sorry, they were a neutral faction and did not participate in any conflicts!

Therefore, in this remote Northwest Continent, Dou Emperors and Battle Kings were already more than enough.

But for Xiao Lin, who knew the plot of the original story, that was clearly unacceptable.

After all, although his realm had not yet reached that level, his current combat strength was not inferior in the slightest to any Dou Zong below the mid stages.

And as long as he raised his realm further and combined it with Heavenly Realm Soul Power, while a Dou Emperor defeating a Dou Venerable was unlikely, he would at least have the strength to resist.

But now, the cultivation technique he practiced had become the greatest obstacle preventing Xiao Lin from further increasing his strength.

The Low-Grade Black-Tier Starlight Formula could no longer satisfy Xiao Lin's cultivation needs.

Since that was the case, what should he do?

"Either I start searching for a higher-grade cultivation technique, or I can only rely on myself..."

Xiao Lin muttered as he studied the Starlight Formula.

But throughout the entire Gama Empire, even the current Misty Cloud Sect and royal house possessed only High-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Techniques. Where could Xiao Lin obtain something of a higher grade?

Not to mention that those two factions could not possibly hand their High-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Techniques over to Xiao Lin. Take Mo Ya of the Intel Lineage as an example: he currently cultivated a Mid-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Technique, yet had no way to obtain a High-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Technique.

Even if those two factions were willing to give Xiao Lin High-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Techniques, he would not think much of them...

It was not that Xiao Lin was aiming too high. Rather, even if he cultivated a High-Grade Black-Tier Cultivation Technique, he would probably only reach the low or middle stages of Dou Zong at best. Further breakthroughs would be impossible.

"Looks like there's only one choice left!"

Having reached that point, Xiao Lin made up his mind.

That was right. Xiao Lin wanted to use the Starlight Formula he currently cultivated as a foundation to develop a stronger cultivation technique!

With his Heavenly Realm Soul Power, although his realm was still somewhat lacking, he might not be able to develop a Heaven Rank cultivation technique, but Xiao Lin was confident he could develop an Earth Rank cultivation technique.

Moreover, a cultivation technique developed for himself would naturally be the most suitable one!

After all, since so many cultivation techniques had existed throughout history, were they not all created by people?

Therefore, Xiao Lin was prepared to spend a certain amount of time creating a cultivation technique suited to himself.

And Heavenly Realm Soul Power was his greatest reliance!

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