Chapter 273
Enduring Eternity (V)
It happened yet again, Long Tao mused.
He'd found himself stunned into silence reading his Master's 'aunt's supposed inheritance--Enduring Eternity, the thod was called, and, by so miracle, it actually sowhat lived up to that audacious na.
As with most other things that his Master seed to pull out of thin air, it was not conventionally astounding. Rather, on its own, it was a rather simple, if quite stable, cultivation thod that practically anyone could use. While that made it universal, it also limited its functionality, as most legendary cultivation thods were geared for specific physiques or bloodlines or even people.
Sort of like how he already made one for Dai Xiu and her Vast-Body Dantian physique, but even more so toward the extre ends of that spectrum.
For the majority of his past life, one cultivation thod was considered to be the 'most powerful'--Immortal Buddhist Sutra. However, its outco was entirely theoretical, as there had never been anyone born with the ability to cultivate it.
Not only did it require a pure soul--which already eliminated the vast majority of the living--but it also required a sinless existence, self-sacrifice to the point of absurdity, and a litany of other things that not even saints from the myths could live up to.
If, sohow, so way, soone did actually manage to fulfill those requirents, they'd be able to beco crowned within a literal month, burning through every single cultivation realm as though they were nothing.
And, even among the Emperors and Empresses, they would have been unrivaled.
Nobody ever learned when it was created, or even by whom, and though it was considered the property of the Monastery, practically anyone could have walked in at any ti and tried to cultivate it.
Long Tao himself did it, just about a year or so after he ascended, and, just like everyone before and after him, he failed... rather spectacularly.
That was the context of all 'powerful' cultivation thods--the more restrictions there were, the more powerful they'd beco.
But his Master, once again, did sothing... unorthodox, to say the least. While true that this particular thod wasn't in and of itself particularly heaven-defying, that was only so after being viewed outside the context.
Long Tao had tried creating sothing similar in his past life--the idea of 'stacking' was far from new and had been attempted thousands of tis to varying degrees of 'success', but nobody had truly managed to create sothing like it, as the requirents were absurd.
One would have to be intimately familiar with dozens of Laws and Paths from the very beginning and would have to have the capacity to reshape that knowledge into digestible bits and pieces for those who did not have an iota of knowledge about them.
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... but with this thod, that was irrelevant.
His Master, clearly, did not possess intimate knowledge of dozens of Paths and Laws. He probably didn't even possess any kind of knowledge of any kind of them. But that was also perhaps the reason why he managed to 'solve' the conundrum--Enduring Eternity's baseline stability and utter inoffensiveness ant that Laws and Paths could be layered on top of it, sort of like adding another floor to a building with an extrely stable foundation.
Even Long Tao, who in his head already possessed perhaps the best cultivation thod for himself, could and should learn this one, as there would be no interference.
He couldn't use the Horizon of Infinity until the Nirvana Realm, and with a bit of pestering of his Master to 'procure' a slightly more specialized version, he could even see the two of them eventually rging into one.
Glancing over at the man happily nibbling away at so badly cooked piece of rabbit at, he felt a surge of emotions burst through him. All his life, this and previous, he felt himself the chosen--but, perhaps, he never truly was.
He was felled, after all, and the chosen do not get felled. They rise against all odds and overco them. This was, perhaps, that final divide--he who could glide against the heavens and occasionally succeed versus sobody who didn't even seem to see the heavens and all their laws.
He sighed and rolled back to the first page.
Though he got the gist of the first portion of the to, the latter... eluded him, sothing he hadn't experienced in a long while.
**
Lao Shun was a bit flabbergasted.
But then he beca very flabbergasted.
This to that the increasingly odd man had seemingly pulled out of nowhere... was far better than his current thod.
Now, that wasn't necessarily impossible--he was an Alchemist first and a Cultivator second, so cultivators around him studying better thods wasn't anything unusual, but it was so much better that it put to sha even so of the best thods he was ever allowed to briefly study, those used by n and won with aspirations of becoming Emperors and Empresses.
Though he'd recognized by now that the man next to him was certainly lying about being so mumbling elder of a few 'slightly talented' kids, with each new piece of the puzzle, it felt more that the man was simply appearing things that... shouldn't be.
Glancing over, he was currently nibbling away at so questionably prepared lettuce; was it the spin of fate that they happened to et in that city? It was Lao Shun's first ti ever coming this far out west, and it just so happened to be at the exact sa ti he was there.
No...
It was a coincidence, as were many million other things occurring all the ti.
Regardless of how it ca to be, it was an opportunity he could not miss. Perhaps attaching himself to this unassuming child was the smartest thing he would ever do in his life--or perhaps it was the stupidest one, as there was no doubt, should the Holy Lands get so much as a whiff of his capabilities, they'd all bond to hunt him down and execute him on the spot.
It was just the nature of existence--he, a sole person, had the capacity to threaten their hegemony, and none would stand for it. They'd sooner burn this realm than let so ordinary man overtake them.
Lao Shun suspected if Lu Qi was left alone, that was exactly what was to happen--these kids, though extrely weak by the standards of the Holy Lands right now, in perhaps five or ten years' ti might legitimately overtake all the Holy Sons and Daughters.
If they are not... stopped in the anti.
The recipe, the thod... either one would have netted literal millions and millions of high-grade spirit stones should they ever be put on the market, but very few would have the ability to survive and enjoy the spoils of that sale. And yet, they were both in his hands... the peerless treasures that all his Seniors would kill to get...
And he couldn't even brag about them.
This was perhaps the most annoyed he had felt about sothing in centuries.
... he really was rather petty still, after all.
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