Chapter 710: A Technique To Tread On Immortals

Xu Bai's heart sank.

Past experience told him that once the countdown ended, he would be expelled from this space.

If she still had nothing to show by then, wouldn't he have wasted this entire trip?

The Derivation Jade Usage Instructions warned that this had happened before. He could only blame his own greed; there would be no second chances.

Still, looking at the little girl sleeping soundly before him, Xu Bai hesitated, then decided not to wake her.

He chose to wait instead.

Even as the countdown drew closer and closer, he remained composed, not making a sound.

As the countdown reached zero, the scenery around him began to blur.

"Hold on a second..."

Still half-asleep, the little girl raised her hand in mild annoyance.

Xu Bai watched the blurring countdown snap back into focus. The timer rewound rapidly, stopping only when it reached two days again.

This time it did not vanish. Instead, it flickered constantly before his eyes, like a final warning.

Just as I thought. I made the right gamble.

Xu Bai ignored the countdown entirely. His expression was unchanged as he continued watching the derivation sphere above.

If my true self were here, and the Dao Transformation Stone recorded every single change in this scene... doesn’t that mean I’ve also recorded the techniques the Derivation Jade derived over this period?

Of course, it's only the sequence and combination of characters. The specific meaning behind them, and the exact correspondence between characters and technique, is something only the Derivation Jade herself knows.

Xu Bai's plan to abduct the Derivation Jade began to take shape a little more.

Of course, he wasn’t going to execute the plan now.

Another day and a half passed. The enormous derivation sphere slowed, then stopped rotating.

The little girl lifted her head, waking from her slumber.

Faint dark circles had formed under her eyes, shadowing her porcelain-smooth face.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and said with a touch of pride, "Done!"

She tapped the table lightly.

Countless tiny characters rose from the tabletop and coalesced into a sheet of white paper, which flew toward Xu Bai.

He received it solemnly, but didn't rush to read the newly derived technique. Instead, he bowed to the little girl once more. "You have worked hard!"

His tone was gentle.

"Haha, it's nothing! I'm really strong!" the Derivation Jade said, yawning again as she rubbed her head with pride.

Xu Bai glanced at the countdown. "There's still half a day left. You should rest now," he said softly.

The little girl's face drooped. "No can do. This vacation took forever to save up. I have to use it sparingly.

"You'd better leave quickly.

"The next one is a Nascent Soul-level derivation. I can slack off a bit while I work on it."

She grinned foolishly, treating Xu Bai like no stranger at all.

Then she waved goodbye.

"I look forward to seeing you again," Xu Bai said, bowing slightly as he committed the contents of the paper to memory.

The countdown ended abruptly, and the surroundings turned illusory.

A moment later, he stood outside the black stele of the Enforcer Hall.

"What was the result?" the black-robed cultivator asked.

"Extremely satisfactory." In his mind, Xu Bai examined the Dao Unity technique the Derivation Jade had derived, then nodded slowly.

The Immortal-Sitting Art... Wonder flickered in his eyes.

The "immortal" in Immortal-Sitting Art didn't refer to True Immortals, but to immortal cultivators.

The Derivation Jade had spared no effort, spending three and a half days to derive this technique, and even dipping into her vacation time. Naturally, it was extraordinary.

It met nearly every requirement Xu Bai had set.

Still built around the core principle of reward-reaping, the technique's upper threshold had been raised to the Dao Unity realm.

From this point on, Li Fan wouldn't need a new technique. Not until he began preparing to ascend to the Eternal Life realm.

Several other aspects had improved as well.

The conditions for triggering cultivation feedback, for instance, had been lowered further.

With the Mountain-Sitting Art, feedback only reached the practitioner when a cultivator who'd received a large-enough favor advanced in cultivation level.

The Immortal-Sitting Art worked differently.

As long as a karmic link existed, even a casual, offhand piece of guidance would generate a thread of cultivation feedback the moment that cultivator advanced. This feedback would nourish the Immortal-Sitting Art.

A small favor produced a correspondingly small thread of feedback; almost negligible, but never nothing.

As the saying goes: a drop of grace, repaid with a drop.

The Immortal-Sitting Art also strengthened the bond between subject and practitioner.

For those who'd received Li Fan's kindness, he could sense them through the karmic link, however faintly.

The greater the kindness, the stronger the perception.

For a life-altering act, like transmitting a technique, that perception might approach something like direct observation, not unlike Formless Killing Mechanism.

Li Fan could also use this steady stream of cultivation feedback to deepen his karmic connection with those he'd helped.

Once that connection reached a certain depth, he could exert a degree of mental influence over them, regardless of distance.

As Xu Bai read through the myriad wondrous aspects of the Immortal-Sitting Art, an overwhelming tide of excitement surged through him.

Even if it falls short of a True Immortal technique, it's still profound beyond measure.

Amid his excitement, the old temptation of claiming the Derivation Jade for himself rose once more.

***

"Brother Li? Brother Li!"

A voice cut through the thick, endless white fog and pulled Li Fan back to his senses.

"Do you hear anything nearby?" Huangfu Song asked.

Li Fan pretended to listen intently, then shook his head slowly after a long moment.

"Deciphering where these strange sounds are coming from takes too much mental energy. We've already cleared two lower-risk Lost Domains, all thanks to Brother Li's abilities!

"Let him rest! Huangfu, stop pushing," Dongfang Yao said, a note of complaint in his voice.

Huangfu Song's face flushed with embarrassment. "My bad. I got too excited."

He linked his divine sense to the Heaven-Measuring Mirror and checked their Qingxuan Points. Seeing the count had soared to fifteen thousand, he said with a note of satisfaction, "Brother Li Fan, this skill of yours is truly something.

"No matter how hard Dongfang and I try, we can't hear a thing!"

"Didn't I say Brother Li was reliable and worth befriending?" Dongfang Yao added.

Li Fan smiled modestly and shook his head. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, his expression turned stern.

He stared fixedly at a certain point in the White Mist. A moment later, his expression shifted. "Danger! Move, now!"

He seized control of the Samantabhadra True Boat and wrenched it a dozen zhang to the right in an instant.

Huangfu and Dongfang had yet to react when an enormous black beam of light shot out from the depths of the White Mist, arriving in the blink of an eye.

It scraped past the Samantabhadra True Boat and roared into the distance.

Its force was so immense that even the eternal, unchanging White Mist tore open into a long, gaping tunnel.

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