Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Wu Kui shrugged. "You’re the same as ever. Fine, I’ll tell you." At this, Wu Kui suddenly grew solemn, his entire demeanor changing completely. His once-murky eyes became crystal clear as he spoke in an unusually majestic voice, "So what if I was waste? So what if I was a cripple? I never felt you were any better than me. You ignorant fools, I, Mu Chen, will teach you a lesson here and now: never underestimate anyone. Today, I have no power, no voice. You can trample my dignity as you please. But remember this: one day, I, Mu Chen, will make those of you who trampled on me pay a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand times over! Don’t think I’m just spouting empty words. In this world... there’s no such thing as being a waste forever!"

To recreate the atmosphere of that moment, Wu Kui had intentionally infused a bit of Primordial Power into the sound waves, causing everyone who heard the words to straighten their backs involuntarily.

"In this world... there’s no such thing as being a waste forever... Good! Good! Good! Mu Chen, this old man is proud of you! If anyone fucking says you’re a waste, this old man will be the first to disagree!" Di Cang’s usually placid eyes suddenly burned with a fiery passion.

"I disagree too! He is the pride of our Xuanling Empire!" Xuan Yin took a step forward, his eyes filled with gratification. Their Xuanling Empire... it seemed there was a glimmer of hope after all. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Instructor, was our class monitor really a waste who wasn’t even a Martial Disciple three years ago?" a student from Demon Castle asked.

Lingyun turned toward the voice. The one who had asked was none other than the vice-monitor of Demon Castle, Qiu He, his face a mask of shock. In truth, Lingyun didn’t know about Mu Chen’s situation three years ago either, and hearing this news, she was also incredibly shocked. Just then, a gentle voice drifted over from their left.

"Three years ago, Mu Chen was indeed a waste who wasn’t even a Martial Disciple. And he was also missing an arm."

Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and saw a young woman as ethereal as a celestial maiden. She had bright eyes, pearly teeth, and her silky black hair cascaded down her back. Her large, ice-blue eyes overflowed with a deep sense of pride, as if her words were not a slight but a compliment. And indeed, to say such a thing now was a form of praise—no, perhaps "admiration" would be more fitting.

"Sister Bingling, what are you doing over here?" Little Tiger, being his usual carefree and informal self, waved and called out directly.

Mu Bingling smiled faintly. "We’ll all be part of one group sooner or later. I just came to say hello. Are you saying I’m not welcome?"

"Of course you’re welcome. The doors of Demon Castle are always open to you." Lingyun adopted the tone befitting an instructor, shooting a provocative glance at Qin Garden, her eyes full of defiance.

Qin Garden sneered without a word. Instead, she gave Mu Bingling a meaningful look, a cold glint flashing through her eyes for an instant...

...

Inside the Tower of Calamity, Mu Chen had now completely absorbed the Golden Primordial Power left behind by the Mirror Puppet. The impact of this Primordial Power caused Mu Chen’s Martial Artist Realm to soar by another ring.

"Amoluo’s record has been broken."

Mu Chen was overjoyed. Feeling the abundant and powerful Primordial Power within him, he felt like he was dreaming. A Three-Ring Martial Spirit! This was a Three-Ring Martial Spirit! He quickly circulated the Primordial Power in his body. Three emerald-green Martial Rings, condensed to their absolute limit, shot up from beneath his feet as a powerful wave of Primordial Power radiated out from him.

CRACK...

However, at that very moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly echoed in Mu Chen’s mind. The Extreme Spirit Pearl, which had always remained still in the depths of his mind, suddenly began to tremble. Mu Chen hurriedly stopped circulating his Primordial Power, and with a flash of his consciousness, he appeared inside his mind. His mind, vast as the cosmos, was now filled with wisps of mist. At its center, a translucent, crystalline pearl was spinning rapidly, and the surrounding mist was being released from that very pearl.

’What’s going on?’

Mu Chen felt a little nervous. If you were to ask him what he understood the least among all his possessions, he would unhesitatingly say the Extreme Spirit Pearl. It was fair to say his understanding of it was practically zero. For instance, what was that wisp of milky-white aura that appeared whenever his Spiritual Power was about to be damaged? And what was this "self-created world" that the Profound Old Ghost had once mentioned? All these things were a mystery to Mu Chen.

CRACK...

Another crisp crack. This time, Mu Chen saw it clearly. There were two golden shackles on the surface of the Extreme Spirit Pearl. The cracking sounds had come from these two shackles. What struck Mu Chen as odd was that these shackles hadn’t been there when he first entered his mind; now they had appeared from who knows where.

CRACK... BANG!

Finally, with a muffled thud, one of the two shackles suddenly snapped. A thin red thread floated out from within the Extreme Spirit Pearl. After appearing, the thread swayed from side to side, then suddenly locked onto Mu Chen’s consciousness. A hint of excitement emanated from the red thread before it shot into Mu Chen’s consciousness like a bolt of red lightning, fusing with it directly.

Mu Chen was stunned. ’What is happening?’ When the red thread fused with his consciousness, he felt as if something extra had been added, but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was. But just then, an enigmatic, charming voice echoed from within his Sea of Souls.

"Xiao Chenzi, since the first shackle on the Extreme Spirit Pearl has been broken, it proves your strength has reached the level of a Three-Ring Martial Spirit or higher. This old man was right about you..."

Hearing this voice, Mu Chen’s throat suddenly felt a little dry. "Master!"

For over a year, Mu Chen had thought of little else but how to awaken his Master. To suddenly hear his Master’s voice now, his body began to tremble with excitement.

"Master, are you awake?"

Mu Chen’s voice was soft, filled with deep affection. However, the Profound Old Ghost didn’t answer him, instead continuing, "Unfortunately, the voice you are hearing is just an imprint your Master left in that shackle. Once the imprint shatters, the words your Master is about to say will appear directly in your mind."

"All this time, aside from teaching you some Combat Techniques, your Master has never passed on any of his own Combat Skills to you. In that regard, your Master has not been a good master."

"No! Master, you are the best master in the world! Without you, the me of today wouldn’t exist! You were the one who gave me the chance for a Nirvana Rebirth!" Mu Chen roared at the Extreme Spirit Pearl. ’In this world, what other master would willingly sacrifice himself for his disciple, choosing to enter a deep slumber just to fulfill a promise to them?’

"Heh heh... I knew you would say that, Xiao Chenzi. But it is true that your Master has never taught you any of my Combat Skills. Alas... it’s not that I didn’t want to, but the requirements for the Combat Skills I’ve learned are far too high. Back then, you hadn’t even reached the Martial Master Realm. Forcing these Combat Skills upon you would not only have done you no good, it would have pushed you into a dangerous situation. Therefore, your Master decided not to give you any Combat Skills until my next awakening."

"However... your Master would have felt a little guilty not teaching you anything, so the moment I fell into my slumber, I sealed a Secret Technique onto this Extreme Spirit Pearl. When your Martial Artist Realm reaches the level of a Three-Ring Martial Spirit, this seal will automatically break and release the Secret Technique within."

"This Secret Technique is one I created over a lifetime of effort. I dare not claim it is the strongest Secret Technique on the Extreme Martial Continent, but if one were to rank them, this technique would surely be in the top ten. As for its wonderful uses, you will understand once you begin your Cultivation of it. Additionally, cultivating this Secret Technique requires my Bloodline Power. So, for convenience, I sealed the Secret Technique directly into this strand of Bloodline Power. Once the seal breaks, this strand of Bloodline Power will automatically merge with your spiritual consciousness, giving you the power to wield this Secret Technique."

"As for the other seal on the Extreme Spirit Pearl, your Master has already told you. It seals a map to a mysterious region. There, you can find a mystical liquid that might be able to reforge your arm. However, you absolutely will not be able to open that seal’s shackle and retrieve the map inside until you reach the Martial King Realm. Do not attempt to break the seal by force, because you won’t be able to damage it at all until you reach the Martial Emperor Realm, not to mention that your subconscious won’t allow you to cause chaos within your own Sea of Souls."

"Xiao Chenzi, how I wish your Master could have watched you grow into a Martial Spirit with my own eyes. I don’t even know how old you are now... But you must remember this: as the one and only disciple of me, the Profound Old Ghost, I want you to use my Secret Technique to shock the world!"

The Profound Old Ghost’s words rang in Mu Chen’s mind like a great bell, possessing a magical power that stirred the heart. Mu Chen’s fighting spirit was instantly ignited. He would use the Secret Technique his Master had given him to shock the world!

His consciousness withdrew from his mind. Instantly, the Magic Formulas for a Secret Technique flashed before Mu Chen’s eyes. The number of words was small, but their meaning was clear to him at a glance.

’Red Lotus Ice Technique! An Enhancement Secret Technique... what a powerful Secret Technique!’

Opening his eyes, Mu Chen’s gaze was clear. The Red Lotus Ice Technique was an ability that provided multiplicative enhancement to certain attributes. Once the Secret Technique was activated, a number of Ice Crystal Petals equal to one’s Great Realm rank would appear behind them upon entering combat. The number of petals would increase as their Martial Artist Realm improved. However, this increase only applied to a Martial Artist’s Great Realms. That is, starting from the Martial Artist Realm, one Ice Crystal Petal would appear for each Great Realm.

Based on Mu Chen’s current Martial Artist Realm, if he were to enter a combat state now, then three Ice Crystal Petals would appear behind him. Each petal could be used to enhance a single move—though not a Combat Skill. The enhancement here referred to the Martial Artist’s own power, speed, and Insight.

’Thank goodness for the Bloodline Power Master gave me. Otherwise, a Secret Technique like this could backlash at any moment. An Enhancement Secret Technique... with multiplicative enhancement.’

As joy filled him, Mu Chen’s admiration for his Master rose to a new height. After all, for an old man to be able to create such a heaven-defying Secret Skill, his strength in life must have been anything but low. One could even say it had reached the pinnacle of perfection.