"I don't dare; I will comply with Mr. Lin's instructions." Fire Phoenix bowed her head.
"I will definitely complete Mr. Lin's task." Yula also lowered her head.
"Benefits will naturally not be scarce for you." Lin Mo tossed two elixirs, "These two elixirs are enough for you to break through to the superpower user level sss within three years."
"Thank you, Mr. Lin."
The two of them received the elixirs, and with Lin Mo's status, naturally he wouldn't lie. Excitent appeared on both their faces.
One must know that the cultivation of superpower users is extrely difficult. From the mont of awakening, the level each superpower user can reach is already determined. So people cannot enter the ranks of s-rank powerhouses even after exhausting a lifeti.
Fire Phoenix and Yula both knew that their potential was almost fully developed, and reaching the sss superpower user level was almost hopeless. But now Lin Mo gave them hope. "Anywhere nearby where it's spacious and less crowded?" Lin Mo suddenly asked.
Less crowded place?
New York is an extrely bustling city, and it's hard to find a spacious and lonely place. Only in the northwest, thirty kiloters away from the city, is there a place called 'Bernas' Flowing Spring Waterfall, which is considered a small-sized forest landscape with a tranquil and spacious environnt.
"Good."
Lin Mo grinned, and left with his hands behind his back.
He took a step, and in the blink of an eye was a hundred ters away, disappearing from Fire Phoenix and Yula's sight in two or three seconds.
"If I used superpower, I could achieve a faster speed than Mr. Lin, but it seed like Mr. Lin didn't use any energy just now." Yula exclaid.
"This is the magical allure of Eastern technique. Following Mr. Lin, we will also benefit in the future." Fire Phoenix looked at the pills in her palm and said in a solemn voice.
The forest was lush and overgrown with weeds, the sky blue like a piece of bright blue jade.
But fall had arrived, leaves withered and piled up on the ground, making rustling sounds underfoot as a shadow swiftly swept through the forest.
A few squirrels perched on pine trees quickly glared with round eyes, then quickly darted aside.
"This should be the place, the environnt is quite nice."
A shadow lingered on a mountain peak, gazing ahead, where a white ribbon-like waterfall hung on a peak about three hundred ters high, foam surging, beads splashing, even from ten ters away one could feel a slight chill brought by the waterfall.
The entire mountain echoed with the booming sound of the waterfall crashing on the rocks below. A few huge rocks beneath the waterfall had been washed smooth and round by the spring water over the years, covered with moss.
Lin Mo sat down cross-legged, not laying out any array, as he wouldn't ditate but perceives.
He contemplated the space power exhibited during the battle with the Shadow. Space is a mysterious existence, even Lin Mo knows very little about it. Martial arts and magic possessing space ability in the Cultivation World are extrely rare.
In the dreamy, colorful yet perilous and conflict-ridden Cultivation World, there are various extrely outstanding big shots, none of whom don't have their own created cultivation techniques, magic, and powerful might.
Just like a person, so are skilled with knives, so with swords, axes, maces, forks, halberds. Only by creating one's own cultivation techniques, magic, and martial arts can one truly understand the power within, which is also most suitable for oneself.
Like cultivating soone else's techniques, ordinary people can usually exert seventy percent of the power, while top geniuses might use ninety percent. However, besides the creators themselves, who can fully comprehend and even transcend what they have understood?
Sitting cross-legged atop the mountain, before him was a waterfall like a broad white ribbon, about thirty ters wide and several hundred ters long. White mist rose densely, surrounded by thick forests.
Lin Mo did not lay out any array, as this ti it was not cultivation but perception, raising his sensory awareness to an extre. His divine thought could cover about thirty kiloters, even if soone used a sonic missile to attack him, he would have a hundred seconds to react.
Tranquility.
Silence. Lin Mo guided himself into an extrely quiet state, fully opening his divine sense like an invisible sound wave gently spreading out, encompassing an area of around thirty kiloters. The trembling of grass and trees, earthworms wriggling in the soil, squirrels carrying pinecones into holes, ants carrying caterpillar corpses moving slowly. Everything beca exceptionally clear in Lin Mo's mind. He could sense changes in airflow, rising or falling temperatures, the activities of organisms, everything seed to appear right before him, like he was the God overseeing these thirty kiloters, unable to elude his gaze.
Space, a mysterious term.
In the Cultivation World, only sects have space transmission arrays, consuming spirit stones according to the number of people and distance being transmitted. Only larger sects possess such arrays.
There are also so larger transmission arrays which can even perform star domain transmissions, though the spirit stones consud in such transmissions are beyond imagination.
Apart from that, so superpowers themselves can perform space transmissions, but the distance is far less powerful than the might of arrays.
Lin Mo entered an exceptionally peculiar state where the whole person seed to rge with the surroundings, the grass and trees, feeling the allure of nature, the transformation of life, as well as those faint energy fluctuations from space.
For a mont, Lin Mo seed to grasp sothing, yet also seed to grasp nothing.
When Shadow used space ability, it seed like an invisible pair of strong hands were trying to tear apart the space barrier in front, thus causing those present in that space to feel an unprecedented pressure.
Lin Mo wasn't anxious; comprehension takes ti, let alone creating cultivation techniques, especially when dealing with the legendary space power.
Ti slowly passed by.
The sun set, and like golden brilliance spreading on the white waterfall, it flickered with small, golden glimrs, the beads also turned golden and splashed.
The night descended once again.
All around was as dark as ink, insects chirped, birds cawed, beasts roared, the wind rustled the grass and trees, all exceptionally clear.
In the sky, stars twinkled, misty starshine sprinkled on the mountain peak.
Only a young man sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, like a ditative old monk, unmoving, sitting there.
New York suburbs.
In a super luxurious villa built within a mountain valley, covering three hundred acres. Various kinds of villas stood here in rows. Surrounded by perilous mountains, there was simply no path in or out.
Wonderful things will continue tomorrow.
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