[Cheat, Come Forth!]

If an ordinary Sea of Bitterness cultivator dared to discuss immortality and seek the Dao, they would simply be courting death.

Lin Xian was different. He might never have eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run.

In an era when the immortal path had yet to open and even Human Dao Supremes were at a loss, he possessed the Immortal Secret of the Shrouding the Heavens universe.

Though he had not attained the rank of Red Dust Immortal or achieved the fruition of a True Immortal, he knew how to become immortal and how to live forever.

He would use the ultimate Immortal Secret already known in one universe to verify the unknown Secret of Immortality in another.

From it, he would extract similar, shared truths and forge them into his own Dao.

That was what Lin Xian intended to do.

In fact, he had already verified something through Qi-State Origin-Flow and activated the Innate Qi within Xu Xiang.

But that was far from enough.

On the path of verifying immortality, the Eight Extraordinary Skills were tools. With only Qi-State Origin-Flow as a tool, his speed in comprehending the Great Dao was destined to be slow.

Thus, he had come to see Feng Zhenghao and to see Spirit Summoning and Dispatching.

The Eight Extraordinary Skills had originated from Twenty-Four Solar Terms Tongtian Valley, the legendary cultivation ground of Master Ziyang, who had ascended to immortality and formed a Golden Core.

Wugensheng had led eight sworn brothers into it, and the Eight Extraordinary Skills had been born from there.

Yet those eight people had ultimately failed to become immortals.

The Eight Extraordinary Skills were merely close to immortality. They were immortal arts, but not immortals themselves.

Using them to cultivate immortality was like blind men feeling an elephant.

Eight blind men groped at an elephant. One touched its head, another its leg, another its ear, and each believed he had obtained the Immortal Secret. In truth, they were blinded by a single leaf and failed to see Mount Tai.

Now, Lin Xian, with his full field of vision, would gather the pieces and restore the elephant's true form.

"Come, let me see Spirit Summoning and Dispatching." A trace of curiosity appeared in Lin Xian's eyes.

Feng Zhenghao nodded and said solemnly, "This art was created by our ancestors and passed down through the generations. Today, the Wind Family has received a great favor from you, Senior, so we shall offer you this art. However, it would not be appropriate for outsiders to witness its transmission."

"Oh, I'll go stand guard outside." Feng Baobao nodded, unconcerned as she walked out the door to guard the two of them.

"What a temperament." Surprise flickered in Feng Zhenghao's eyes. Everyone pursued the power of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, yet this young girl remained utterly unmoved.

"Everyone has their own path. In the eyes of some transcendent beings, the Eight Extraordinary Skills are not so important." Lin Xian shook his head with a smile, then looked at Feng Zhenghao. "Let us ordinary mortals discuss the Eight Extraordinary Skills instead."

"Ordinary mortals..." Feng Zhenghao's mouth twitched. If Lin Xian counted as an ordinary mortal, then there were barely any proper people in the entire Inhuman World; they were all infants.

"You are a true master, Senior. You are being too modest." Casting aside his final stray thoughts, Feng Zhenghao took a deep breath and began demonstrating the art as he transmitted it. With a solemn expression, he said, "Senior, as a cultivator, you should know that only the completeness of both nature and life is a complete form of existence. No matter how powerful a spirit body existing in a mental state may be, it is conceptually incomplete."

"The user of Spirit Summoning and Dispatching discovered a weakness unknown to others within spirits and used that weakness to make them obey unconditionally."

"I do not know how the other Eight Extraordinary Skills are passed down, but the inheritance of our family's Spirit Summoning and Dispatching is somewhat unusual. I hope you will not find it strange, Senior."

As he spoke, Feng Zhenghao turned and bowed toward the black qi behind him, proclaiming, "Unworthy descendant Feng Zhenghao respectfully invites Ancestor Feng Tianyang to impart the Dao."

A chorus of ghostly wails rose up as rolling black smoke filled the entire office. At the end of the mist, a transparent, ethereal figure slowly drifted forward.

Whose soul was the strongest in this world? Apart from those northeastern spirits that had lived for thousands of years, it was naturally Feng Tianyang, the founder of Spirit Summoning and Dispatching.

"Good."

Feng Tianyang's soul stood there for a long while. Unlike an ordinary remnant soul without spirit or awareness, he slowly uttered a single word. There seemed to be light in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

"Feng Tianyang, what a Feng Tianyang, what a heaven-nurtured one!"

Witnessing this scene, Lin Xian was immediately shaken and could not help but praise, "The prodigies of this world truly are as numerous as carp crossing a river. Outstanding people emerge generation after generation."

Transcending within yin, with one's divine form unclear; nameless beyond the ghost gate and unnamed among the Three Mountains. Though free from reincarnation, one could hardly return to Penglai. In the end, there was nowhere to belong, and one could only be reborn into another body.

When a single spirit remained undimmed, it was called a Ghost Immortal!

Feng Tianyang remained silent. A Ghost Immortal was also an immortal. He was still on the path; he possessed some spiritual awareness, but could not communicate normally. All he could do was demonstrate Spirit Summoning and Dispatching.

Lin Xian sat cross-legged, calmed his heart, and listened to this one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

As its name suggested, Spirit Summoning and Dispatching could control souls and turn part of their abilities into one's own.

A more extreme application was Spirit Devouring, which granted a slight permanent enhancement. However, this method had a flaw: the more spirit bodies one devoured, the weaker one's control over oneself became. One's personality could easily grow extreme. Once the number of devoured spirits reached its limit and conflicts arose within one's mind and personality, what remained alive would no longer be one's true self, but a madman fused from many spirits.

After the Wind Family brought down the Wang Family, they studied the Wang Family's younger generation, represented by Wang Bing, and reached a conclusion: Spirit Devouring was not advisable.

"Spirit Devouring is not advisable, but does Spirit Summoning and Dispatching truly possess the ability to acquire a soul's powers?"

Lin Xian began to ponder deeply. To Inhumans, this skill was already more than heaven-defying, but he felt that it was not enough.

Because Qi-State Origin-Flow's apparent ability was to continuously gather energy into the dantian without requiring deliberate cultivation. It was the perfect ability for lying flat and slacking off, fully automated idle immortal cultivation.

But only by investigating its core would one discover that Qi-State Origin-Flow could cause all wondrous arts and divine abilities to collapse and transform into the purest primordial qi.

Qi-State Origin-Flow was so profound. Spirit Summoning and Dispatching should not end there.

Yet making him painstakingly research this extraordinary skill would take far too much time.

"Then I can only use that move."

After thinking it over, Lin Xian slowly rose to his feet and withdrew from his cultivation state, leaving Feng Zhenghao stunned.

"Is something wrong, Senior?"

Feng Zhenghao asked, "Has an error occurred?"

"Not at all." Lin Xian spoke leisurely, a faint smile curling his lips. "It is simply that I have already comprehended Spirit Summoning and Dispatching. You may stop."

"What? You have already comprehended Spirit Summoning and Dispatching, Senior?" Feng Zhenghao clicked his tongue. No one knew better than him how difficult it was to learn this extraordinary skill. It had taken him three days and three nights, while Feng Xingtong and the others had taken even longer to grasp it.

From the moment he summoned Feng Tianyang until now, Lin Xian had likely taken less than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.

"Of course."

Lin Xian smiled calmly, carrying an air of ease that somehow gave him an elegant bearing. Slowly, he said, "People are born with different constitutions. With all my comprehension, all my wisdom, and all my talent gathered here, they have formed a certain power."

"What power is that?" Feng Zhenghao asked in shock and confusion.

Lin Xian merely smiled without speaking, silently reciting a phrase in his heart.

"Cheat, come forth!"