Black Tai Sui is precisely the key item required for the Disguise Talent’s mastery ascension.
Lou Yi searched for a long ti in the main world with no leads, yet unexpectedly found it in the small world.
He continued searching in the treasury for half a day but found nothing else useful, so he took the Black Tai Sui and left.
The departure of the malevolent star brought relief to National Master Mu Yun and other high-level officials of Wanma Country.
"National Master, this Liu Grandmaster, shouldn’t co again, right?" The Sovereign of Wanma Country, a dignified middle-aged man in his forties wearing a luxurious tiger-skin robe, spoke up only after Lou Yi left, fearing execution tactics.
"As long as I don’t go to the Central Plains, he shouldn’t co." Mu Yun’s expression was sowhat unpleasant.
He is currently powerless, wanting to go but unable to.
After being severely injured by Lou Yi, ten or eight years might pass before he returns to his pri.
Mu Yun felt extrely suffocated inside.
Having finally reached the realm of a Grandmaster, thinking he could assist the Sovereign in establishing a great dynasty.
Unexpectedly, a mysterious young lad erged halfway through, completely disrupting the good situation he could have established.
This Liu Grandmaster, apart from originating from Daoist Qian Yuan’s lineage, no other information is known, as if he popped out of a rock, extrely secretive.
"Daoist Qian Yuan..." Mu Yun murmured the na.
He felt that fate had ordained itself to prevent Wanma Country from unifying the world.
anwhile.
Lou Yi, holding the newly obtained Black Tai Sui, arrived at a desolate mountain near the capital of Wanma Country.
He looked at the Attribute Panel, where a faint sign appeared after the Disguise Talent.
Imagining a power pressed onto it:
Disguise (Minor Achievent 0/10000 1 Black Tai Sui) → Disguise (Great Success 0/50000 1 Resting Soil)
In the next mont, a large amount of energy surged into Lou Yi’s body.
"Hiss..."
Lou Yi felt as if countless tiny ants were biting inside him, causing his whole body to itch.
Even with his current resolve, he found it hard to bear.
Simultaneously, his entire body’s muscles, tendons, and bones were rapidly being transford.
’Crackle’ ’Snap’ ’Pop’ various sounds erupted, as tissues within continued to be crushed and reorganized.
And in unseen places, cells within him underwent tamorphosis.
So cells died, so were reborn, so frantically split, and chromosos within cell cores broke and reconnected, forming more advanced structures...
’Sizzle!’
Lou Yi’s body turned red as if boiled, his skin sank and swelled like flowing liquid, ’rumbling’ water sounds emanated from within, with copious white steam pouring out from his pores.
These white vapors soon shrouded the mountaintop, like a heavy fog.
How long had passed, the white fog dissipated.
A young man with bronze skin, sitting cross-legged, abruptly opened his eyes, a translucent red light flashed by.
’This transformation seems sowhat unusual.’
Lou Yi looked at the description of his Disguise Talent.
Disguise (Passive): The longer one remains in a certain fixed environnt, the easier it is to assimilate into it; when encountering external fate calculation, it can automatically trigger protection mode.
Disguise (Active): Minimizes one’s presence to make others overlook them, applicable to dynamic situations; significantly alters the arrangent of body muscles, tendons, and bones, excellently mimics others’ bodily and soul aura; can partially block causality, interfere with fate calculation.
Compared to the Minor Achievent level of Disguise Talent, the changes after reaching Great Success are notable, primarily in three aspects.
Changing the prefix ’significantly’ to ’extrely’ in altering the arrangent of body muscles, tendons, and bones at the Minor Achievent level.
Changing the prefix ’fairly well’ to ’exceedingly well’ for mimicking others’ aura, with the addition of soul aura.
’In literal terms, the effect should be much stronger?’
Lou Yi pondered thus, softly murmuring, "Disguise."
Then his body was molded like dough, stretched arbitrarily, skin flowing like liquid...
Within less than a breath.
A pale-skinned, unremarkable-looking young man appeared at the scene, precisely Lou Yi’s frequently used Liu Shu face.
Previously at the Minor Achievent level, the disguise took five or six breaths to achieve the sa effect.
Now it’s less than a breath, nearly ten tis quicker.
Lou Yi continued testing, choosing a non-human as the next transformation target.
His stature instantly rose to considerable height, his skin sprouted dense silver-white fur, glimring with tallic luster.
Sharp black spikes protruded from shoulders and spine, with a thick golden keratin layer on vital areas like neck and chest.
Limbs beca robust, paws like fans, eyes silver-white, exuding a cold, ruthless aura.
His whole being radiated a fierce, savage, ruthless atmosphere, seemingly engraved in his soul.
It was precisely the Demon Clan of Cyan Wolf Ridge with royal bloodline—Howling Moon Sky Wolf.
Originally, the Minor Achievent level of Disguise Talent required nearly a hundred breaths to transform into the wolf clan, with details painstakingly refined over hours to achieve perfection.
But now, only less than ten breaths are necessary, details very realistic, no need for much refinent.
However, the werewolf’s physique is very close to human, thus not too challenging.
Lou Yi began challenging higher difficulty.
His body continued to rise, expanding sideways.
Big, bigger, biggest!
A yard, three yards, ten yards, fifty yards... a hundred yards!
His skin covered with dense red fur, like flas burning, limbs like pillars with clear texture, each claw as large as a house.
Head with three—one large, two small, extrely fierce, saliva constantly dripping, corroding sizable ground below with ’sizzle’ sound.
Lou Yi had transford into the appearance of a Three-headed Lion Demon.
Even the original demon would be taken aback, thinking they hadn’t t a long-lost sibling.
Maintaining such a large form, the qi-blood consumption is extrely severe.
In just a hundred breaths, Lou Yi felt that his inner vigor depleted by a third, hastily ceasing the transformation, returning to his original form.
’If it can grow very large, how small can it get?’
Lou Yi seed to have gotten an extrely fun toy, began testing again.
His body compressed, from six feet to three feet, two feet, one foot... an inch, half an inch.
Now he was about the size of a broad bean, smaller than the ’Thumbelina’ from fairy tales.
Maintaining a very small form, like a large one, constantly consus extrely terrifying qi-blood.
And the closer to Lou Yi’s original size, the less the consumption, almost negligible.
’The talent at Great Success level is truly extraordinary, previously at most it could stretch to two yards high, shrinking to two feet short, now basically without restriction.’
’In the past reading Journey to the West, greatly envying Sun Monkey’s Seventy-Two Transformations, now the present self has reached a portion of that level.’
’If the Great Success level of Disguise Talent is this powerful, what about the Perfection level?’
Lou Yi couldn’t help but look forward to the next level of his Disguise Talent.
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