With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 973 - 649: Sacred Body Achieved, Blood-Dipped Techni

"Still have to compensate, not much money, don’t let this be a handle for others..."

ng Chuan mumbled to himself.

He bid farewell to everyone and walked back to the small courtyard.

In a mont of thought, he checked the display in his mind:

[Limit Breaking: Mastery (94%) → Great Success (1%) Awaiting Limit Break]

[Limit Break Trait: Four-faced and Four-sided Arhat Body (Advanced)]

Good!

His mood instantly brightened, just like the changing weather, sunny and clear.

As expected, Limit Breaking has not vanished with integration, on the contrary, proficiency has greatly increased, breaking into the realm of Great Success!

The gains were far more than just this.

ng Chuan realized that with the support of the Sitting Forget Divine Skill in controlling the body, the speed of practicing this technique could be multiplied.

Gone are the days of grinding for half a month for a slight increase in proficiency!

Sitting Forget Divine Skill, derived from Limit Breaking, awaits to be complented by the trait of the Lesser Buddhist Arhat Body, which will greatly benefit the cultivation of the Divine Skill!

Before breaking the limit, Sitting Forget Divine Skill supports Limit Breaking, and after the limit break, the trait feeds back into Sitting Forget Divine Skill, complenting each other.

anwhile, ng Chuan observed the progress of Limit Breaking and gained significant understanding.

Although the difficulty of increasing daily combined practice of Hard Skills is exponential.

But with this technique having broken through to Great Success, and with the support of Sitting Forget Divine Skill, one can already break through from six to eight combined practices!

What does this an?

In non-repetitive circumstances, up to eight Hard Skills can be practiced in a day, equivalent to eight tis the efficiency of others’ cross-training...

Adding the powerful cultivation effect of "Innate Essence Full" each ti, along with the support of the cross-training talent trait.

His single day’s cross-training gains are almost equivalent to others’ nearly a month’s practice...

ng Chuan was filled with excitent, his montum overwhelming.

Today could be called the day of Great Success for the "Horizontal Training Sacred Body"!

anwhile, acquiring new cross-training techniques is an urgent priority.

The effect of Hard Skills training is inclusive, rather than layer upon layer like baking a cake.

His body, under the accumulation of nurous cross-training techniques, has beco too powerful, making ordinary cross-training ineffective.

Choosing ordinary cultivation techniques is like playing a card-drawing ga.

Gathering proficiency for a draw while gambling on the strength of traits might waste precious cultivation ti...

The second choice is steady cultivation, obtaining powerful True Skill cross-training.

Although breaking the limit is slow, each increase in proficiency yields so gains, in one way or another.

Even traits start at the interdiate level, providing a certain assurance in drawing cards.

Choosing between low-difficulty trait grinding and high-difficulty techniques to strengthen the body.

ng Chuan needed to take these days to recuperate and think carefully.

Each choice has its benefits, perhaps it can be ticulously planned for Hard Skills training, like Fist Skills, to manage dual paths simultaneously.

As for the drinking... no, sparring with Master Dong agreed for a week later.

ng Chuan also looked forward to it very much.

With the Divine Skill enhancing his body, ng Chuan wanted to see how much distance there was between him and a newly-entered four-limit Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Or... could he now possibly fight and win!

With his mind surging, ng Chuan’s eardrums twitched slightly, as a cold voice reached him over the wall:

"At the end of the month, when Principal Yang returns to the school, go find him to leave a [Life Fire]."

Without waiting for ng Chuan’s response, the sensory connection between them abruptly cut off.

As cold as strangers...

ng Chuan tapped the tea table lightly with two fingers, showing a look of helplessness.

He naturally recognized the voice.

It was his horoom teacher, ng Jiaolong’s mother, Chen Qiushui!

Such an attitude...

Understandable, understandable...

ng Chuan didn’t think there was anything wrong...

Last month, he parted with ng Jiaolong unhappily when returning to the mountain, and her mother must be aware.

In her eyes, his actions certainly "hurt" her daughter’s feelings.

That she still inford him of these matters shows she’s being dutiful...

Expecting any friendliness? That’s unrealistic.

...

Back in the room.

ng Chuan sank into the large bed, eyelids twitching, drowsy and heavy.

Creation Technique Cross-Training Divine Skill isn’t just about fiercely experinting with the body.

It also involves intense ntal activity, consuming a great deal of brainpower and energy.

He wanted to do nothing else now, just sleep well and wake up full of life.

Although exhausted, ng Chuan was excited.

"Within three or four days, I’ll recover as good as new.

By then I’ll enter the flag to try if I can control the body’s energy flow through body control, to suppress the Tao Heart’s blood absorption!

And... see what reaction the Tao Heart would have if suppressed..."

ng Chuan allowed no unknown factor to exist within his body, not even the Tao Heart that accompanied him since his Martial Arts Family days!

Wait and see!

As for the specific effects of the Limit Break blood flower trait?

ng Chuan’s eyelids felt glued shut, so he didn’t resist the infinite fatigue from his body.

Letting go of control, he fell into a deep sleep.

"The world can wait, I’ll deal with it after I wake up..."

...

Two days passed in a flash.

Splosh~

A shadow precisely leaped from the second floor into the hot spring pool, water splashing three ters high, sprinkling onto the surrounding pine wood.

The pine tree, which had absorbed his blood that day, grew increasingly bizarre.

Initially with a straight trunk, rough bark, dark green needles, and many warts.

Now it looked like a heavy dark pillar, sleek and glossy, branches like solid iron rods, and leaves crumpled and curling.

Swaying in the wind, emitting a strange tallic sound when rubbing.

"It’s beco a spirit..."

ng Chuan glanced a few tis, disappearing below the water.

He could clearly sense through the Wood Attribute energy that these trees still wanted more of his blood.

But no way.

Master ng’s blood is precious, not a drop should be wasted...