"Are you saying that cultivating your technique will transform the rampant energy in her body into... that golden light energy from earlier?" Lin Tian hesitated for a mont, puzzled.
Wu Xiuluo nodded firmly, but Lin Tian still questioned, "The Ancient Martial World has strict factions. Aren’t you afraid of being held accountable by your sect for spreading your technique like this?"
As far as he knew, techniques from the major sects of the Ancient Martial World were not allowed to be shared externally; even a glance might be considered as stealing. If leaked, it would be punishable by expulsion.
The families and sects had reason for their rules; they engaged in overt and covert conflicts. If a technique were leaked, and other families discovered its weaknesses, it could lead to the sect’s destruction.
Wu Xiuluo, however, said calmly, "Saving one life is more ritorious than building a seven-tiered pagoda. To save soone, a re technique is worth any price. Anyone willing can learn it."
"Your selfless dedication is quite remarkable, isn’t it too grand?" Lin Tian marveled at Wu Xiuluo’s high-mindedness, her expression suggesting she wasn’t exaggerating.
The first school beauty smiled calmly, explaining nothing further.
"Xiuluo... can I learn from you?" Ning Wenbin asked unexpectedly, surprising Lin Tian, as this person usually disliked martial arts.
Wu Xiuluo appraised him briefly and surprisingly agreed, "Yes, ditate daily, clear your mind, cut off worldly desires."
"What? Cut off worldly desires? Forget it," Ning Wenbin’s face changed, and he waved his hand. In this vast worldly realm, to live without desires would be aningless.
Neither joy nor sorrow for material things—he knew he couldn’t achieve this state. Furthermore, without desires, how could he adore the goddess in his heart?
Wu Xiuluo seed unsurprised by his reaction, her expression unchanged, and instead turned her attention to Ning Luoxi.
Ning Luoxi shook her head slightly, speaking firmly, "You misunderstand my intentions; shedding all my skills and cultivating other techniques result in the sa. If the cost of treatnt prevents from cultivating my own techniques, I refuse treatnt."
"Cousin..." Ning Wenbin wanted to say more, but Ning Luoxi waved her hand to stop him, her resolute attitude silencing Ning Wenbin.
Lin Tian also shook his head helplessly, "Senior Sister Xiuluo, is there no other way?"
"There’s not, but I can ease it for her, just ease it—the rest is up to you." Wu Xiuluo confird again.
"Really? Cousin, quickly agree with her," Ning Wenbin exclaid in delight.
"What do I need to do?" Ning Luoxi agreed to Wu Xiuluo’s "conservative treatnt."
"Follow ," Wu Xiuluo gestured to Lin Tian and the others to follow, though Lin Tian was unsure what she intended, he followed.
Wu Xiuluo left the dormitory, heading not downstairs but toward the rooftop. As she lived on the top floor, they soon arrived at the rooftop.
Night had already fallen, and campus streetlamps illuminated the grounds, but the rooftop remained in darkness if not for moonlight.
"Sit." Before Ning Luoxi could ask anything, Wu Xiuluo pointed to the floor directly.
Despite the bare concrete floor, Ning Luoxi sat down without hesitation.
Wu Xiuluo raised her right hand, and as her thoughts shifted, her palm emitted a golden glow. Inexplicably, she circled Ning Luoxi several tis before kneeling with one knee, pressing her glowing palm against the rooftop.
A flash of golden light and a golden circle appeared around Ning Luoxi, filled with complex patterns reminiscent of magical halos or formations.
For Ning Wenbin, it was his first ti witnessing such an extraordinary scene, his eyes wide in wonder, transcending the understanding of any ordinary person.
As the golden halo lit up, Wu Xiuluo sat cross-legged, a space an arm’s length away from Ning Luoxi, her hands rapidly forming seals.
Each completed seal made the golden circle pulsate, as if it were alive. As the seals progressed, Wu Xiuluo began to chant, her mouth forming peculiar syllables.
Though the sound was soft, upon entering Lin Tian’s ears, it resonated like morning bells and evening drums, akin to the heavenly chant.
Pure and vast, like celestial music, it struck the hearts of all present. Lin Tian felt a familiar sensation; recalling briefly, he rembered this feeling at the Tower Forest outside Fanyin Temple when the old Zen master chanted sutras.
The celestial music seed to purify the mind, dispelling anxiety and clearing thought, making one’s spirit pure and bright.
Whatever thoughts occupied him vanished upon hearing the heavenly chant, entering a state akin to the ditative Breath Control practiced by Ancient Martial Artists, reaching Unity of Heaven and Man.
"Impressive, not only affecting spatial energy but also influencing the mind. Truly remarkable for the Eastern kingdom; such incantations are wondrous," Sword Spirit suddenly praised within Lin Tian’s mind.
The Sword Spirit was highly sensitive to energy fluctuations, even more so than Lin Tian. In England, it had sensed tamorphic stones in the hidden chamber.
"What you say is correct, but not entirely. What Wu Xiuluo chants is not rely an incantation; it’s sothing far more profound, beyond our understanding," Lin Tian contemplated the golden light before him.
At this mont, only he seed capable of other thoughts, while Ning Wenbin and Wu Xiuluo closed their eyes, appearing asleep yet standing.
Suddenly, Lin Tian felt a subtle movent within his body; his super vision revealed the Ksitigarbha Order gently rotating by itself, emitting a faint golden light.
What’s happening? This was the second ti the Ksitigarbha Order reacted to Wu Xiuluo, raising nurous questions in Lin Tian’s mind, yet none could answer.
Suddenly, the Ksitigarbha Order trembled slightly, its golden light intensified. Lin Tian’s eyes widened, gold light bursting forth, touching Wu Xiuluo.
Apart from Lin Tian, no one saw this remarkable phenonon, as the heavenly chant kept others’ eyes closed, Wu Xiuluo included.
However, when bathed in Lin Tian’s golden gaze, Wu Xiuluo’s body trembled slightly, seemingly empowered, her chanting voice booming tenfold, and the golden circle spun rapidly.
Originally lying flat, the circle now rose into a ring-shaped light screen filled with peculiar symbols moving within, resembling Sanskrit or other unknown scripts.
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