Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques - Chapter 832:
Chapter 832: Breathing is Enough
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Even now, recalling it, the village chief felt it was absurd.
Having been in Mi Village for so many years, Chen Fei was undoubtedly the most outrageous human the village chief had ever encountered, leaving a deep impression.
Now, hearing Chen Fei speak again, the village chief was momentarily at a loss for words.
At the same time, the village chief was certain that the spiritual wisdom of this person in front of him had not been suppressed at all.
Clearly, the other two cultivators from the Mountain Sea Realm were still in a daze, so how could this person before him awaken so quickly?
Even when stronger cultivators came before, they ultimately forcibly suppressed their spiritual wisdom. It wasn’t until they were about to die that they realized something was wrong and fought desperately to break free.
Compared to before, the power of the entire Evil City had already surpassed expectations; such a situation should not have occurred.
Seeing the village chief remain silent, Chen Fei smiled and started heading towards the inner city.
To Chen Fei, the oddities within this mysterious city were insignificant; even the origin of these Evils held little importance to him.
The main reason Chen Fei came here was for the continuation of the Slaughter Spirit Technique.
“You said earlier that you want to teach us your techniques?” Several figures suddenly appeared in front, directly blocking Chen Fei’s path.
With their appearance, more and more figures blocked the way ahead.
The village chief watched this scene, trembling, wanting to intervene but unsure of what to say.
In this mysterious city, he was not the lord as he was in Mi Village, lacking the same authority.
“You want to learn?”
Chen Fei looked ahead at the increasing number of Evils, suddenly chuckling.
The rules of this Evil City were somewhat similar to Mi Village’s, not entirely identical but quite close. The rule about teaching others and losing one’s own essence also applied.
“If you’re so generous, of course, we want to learn!” A burly man in front grinned, revealing sharp, elongated teeth.
“All of you want to learn?”
Chen Fei looked at everyone in front and shouted.
Compared to the one-on-one teaching in Mi Village, here it was aone-against- many situation with Evils.
If Mi Village still had some sense of fairness and equality, in this Evil City, any leakage of essence would attract numerous Evils to feed upon you.
“In that case, what you’ll lose won’t just be the essence of a single technique, but the essence of hundreds or even thousands of techniques. Even cultivators in the Mountain Sea Realm would likely suffer severe injuries bordering on death.”
“We hope you’ll teach us, sir!” Hundreds of Evils bowed to Chen Fei, their eyes sinister and hungry, as if they wanted to devour him alive.
The village chief stood behind, mouth trembling slightly, hands involuntarily raised in a futile attempt to intervene.
“Very well, if you all wish to learn, I have no reason not to teach!”
Chen Fei responded loudly, hearing the Evils change how they addressed him. At such times, not reciprocating their enthusiasm would be to deny their eagerness!
“This technique is called the Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique, the first set of techniques I learned. Despite my dull aptitude, I couldn’t grasp it at first. It wasn’t until I spent a silver or two that I discovered the key to this technique!”
Chen Fei’s gaze swept over the eager Evils ahead. Seeing many of them impatient, he couldn’t help but smile slightly and continued, “Just breathe normally, and you can learn the Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique, mastering it to its pinnacle!”
Having said that, Chen Fei took a few deep breaths for emphasis.
The village chief had already stepped back several paces, feeling as if he had returned to Mi Village amidst this scene.
A silver or two, just breathing—these words seemed to pierce his ears.
All the Evils stood frozen in place. When Chen Fei finished speaking, they were ready to begin absorbing the essence.
They didn’t care what Chen Fei said, because as long as the technique was imparted, the outcome would be the same.
But now, as Chen Fei finished speaking, something unexpected happened.
No, not nothing happened, but the essence within them began to disperse, flowing towards this human’s palm.
Chen Fei held onto thousands of fine threads, watching as the eyes of the Evils before him turned crimson, as if they wanted to tear him apart.
“Since you all address me as sir, teaching just the simple Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique doesn’t sit right with me. Therefore, I’ve decided to teach you another technique, the Wind Suspending Breathing technique!”
Chen Fei’s expression was solemn, assuming the role of an educator, and suddenly, the hundreds of Evils before him seemed to have an urge to flee.
“The Wind Suspending Breathing technique is also straightforward to practice. By operating the Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique, you can directly learn the Wind Suspending Breathing technique. I’ ve already taught you the Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique just now!” Chen Fei declared earnestly.
“Hoo!”
The hundreds of fine threads in Chen Fei’s hand suddenly thickened, and the essence of these Evils surged towards him at an even faster speed.
“The Wind Suspending Breathing technique is actually quite ordinary. Here, let me teach you a stronger technique called the Suspending Force. To practice this technique is also very simple…”
“Ah, run quickly!”
“Run, orwe’ll die!”
“What’s happening? Why is it like this!”
In an instant, the hundreds of Evils before Chen Fei scattered in a panic, each faster than the last, disappearing from the streets in the blink of an eye.
Not only these Evils, but Evils from other parts of the street also dispersed, unwilling to appear before Chen Fei.
Chen Fei watched them flee without any intention to pursue.
To Chen Fei, the essence of these Evils was truly insignificant.
Extracting spirit essence from a Fourth-Tier monster at the altar of the Thousand Feathers Alliance would yield more than these Evils’ essence, in Chen Fei’s view.
The village chief had already planned to escape when those Evils started extracting their essence.
Fight and lose, or stay and await death?
But while the other Evils fled, the village chief found himself completely immobilized, unable to move.
“Is there a stone stele in this city that records techniques?”
Chen Fei had initially planned to search for the stele himself but suddenly realized that asking one of the Evils might be quicker.
Among all these Evils, the Mi Village chief was the most familiar to him.
“I… I don’t know!”
Trembling, the village chief looked at Chen Fei, whose strength had undergone a drastic transformation in just a few decades.
Even Evils, sentient beings in their own right, harbored fear of death.
“If you don’t know, then I might have to reconsider the gratitude owed to Mi Village.” Chen Fei stared at the village chief.
“Wait, although I don’t know about a technique stele, there is a stele in the city that moves around constantly, perhaps that’s what you’re looking for.”
Upon hearing Chen Fei’s words, the village chief’s face twisted into a smile more bitter than tears as he hurriedly revealed what he knew.
Inside the Evil City, killing was prohibited, but the village chief couldn’t shake the feeling that this rule might not apply effectively to this particular human.
The village chief’s intuition was correct; the rules of the Evil City indeed had little restraint over Chen Fei.
For rules to be obeyed, their power must surpass that of others.
Approaching the late Fourth-Tier and possibly strengthened by the Black Divine, these Evils were blessed by the Evil City itself.
With such enhancements, suppressing even late-stage Mountain Sea Realm cultivators posed little challenge.
Yet when Chen Fei unleashed his true power, he could easily obliterate ordinary late-stage Mountain Sea Realm cultivators with a single sword.
Under these circumstances, what could the rules of this Evil City do to restrain Chen Fei?
After decades of cultivation, Chen Fei was no longer the fledgling warrior who could only flee upon encountering an anomaly.
After a moment, the village chief led Chen Fei to a specific location.
“Sometimes, the stele appears here. But when exactly, I’m not sure,” the village chief whispered.
Chen Fei remained silent, his gaze fixed on the spot ahead, a beam of light radiating from his forehead, enveloping the area.
In the black and white vision, the location ahead was continuously scrutinized until Chen Fei finally pinpointed a node belonging to this Evil City.
Glancing around, Chen Fei noted that such nodes were plentiful throughout the entire Evil City.
If he waited here for days or weeks, the stele might not appear in this location. Chen Fei had no intention of staying for such a long time.
Pointing his right index finger to his forehead, Chen Fei activated the Divine Blessing Dream Entry Technique, allowing the power of dreams to extend. Following the guidance of his Heavenly Eye, it entwined around the node of the Evil City.
Killing Evils, or even killing the lords of the Ghost Realm, ranked second in Chen Fei’s priorities. Finding the techniques was paramount.
Therefore, using brute force to provoke the lords of the Ghost Realm against him was the last thing he wanted.
Chen Fei wasn’t afraid, but he didn’t want any trouble until he obtained the techniques.
After wrapping several loops around the node of the Evil City, the power of dreams began to simulate a trace of the Slaughter Spirit Technique.
This faint trace of the Slaughter Spirit Technique resonated slightly with something left behind on the node of the Evil City.
If there was no resonance, Chen Fei would begin to doubt whether the stele truly held the continuation of the Slaughter Spirit Technique’s techniques.
Standing aside, the village chief dared not speak until Chen Fei suddenly opened his eyes and then vanished on the spot.
Guided by the power of dreams, Chen Fei flickered through the Evil City in succession until he halted at a particular location where a stele stood tall.
“Huh, this material, it resembles the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele on Corpse Cliff Mountain!”
At first sight of this stele, Chen Fei recalled the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele on Corpse Cliff Mountain.
While not entirely identical, there were indeed many similar details between the two.
“Is this also from beyond the Void?”
Approaching the stele, Chen Fei examined the inscriptions engraved on it.
“Reincarnation Slaughter Technique!”
This was the name of the technique recorded on the stele. While the Slaughter Spirit Technique was the beginning of the technique, Chen Fei couldn’t help but frown.
The Slaughter Spirit Technique should not have been the beginning of the technique but rather a specific style within it. This Reincarnation Slaughter Technique seemed somewhat off.
The contents on the stele didn’t change automatically like those on the Dragon Elephant Stone Stele.
Half an hour later, Chen Fei finished reading all the records on the stele. Instead of easing, his brows furrowed even deeper.
“Discovery of Technique: Reincarnation Slaughter Technique (Incomplete)”
Feeling that the Slaughter Spirit Technique came before the Reincarnation Slaughter Technique gave Chen Fei a certain intuition.
However, what truly troubled Chen Fei was that while reading this technique, he sensed a force subtly and silently influencing his soul.
