CHAPTER 952: CHAPTER 78: SPIRITUAL BEAST? FIERCE BEAST?

Zhang Xiaoman quickly scavenged everything on the Main Peak and buried the corpses of some disciples that had not been taken care of into the mountain soil.

Afterwards, he started flipping through the books in his hands on the spot, translating the Magic Doors recorded within into Dark Energy Formula.

"Spirit Energy Joining, hang one three veins, Shape Spirit into a Net, Yin Yang Reversal..."

Looking at the content inside, he felt somewhat inexplicable, but he still mobilized the Dark Energy inside himself and began experimenting continuously.

This experiment lasted for three days.

Zhang Xiaoman stood silently on the mountain peak like a statue.

Light rain fell from the sky, yet the raindrops were blocked by an invisible Shield around him.

In his hands, water, fire, wind, and thunder continuously changed shape, showcasing various spells without a hint of obstruction.

Finally, he dismissed the Spiritual Power from his fingertips, exhaled a long breath, with a smile appearing on his face.

"It’s completed..."

Even with the restoration power granted by the Morning Star Ring, researching Cultivation Techniques without rest for three days left him feeling exhausted.

This feeling was mainly mental, which was far more unbearable than a mere physical burden.

Fortunately, after three days of effort, he finally deciphered and interpreted all the information on Cultivation Techniques and compiled a corresponding set of patterns.

By following these patterns, he or other members of the Star Alliance could freely integrate these techniques from the Cultivation World into Dark Energy Formula in the future, no longer being hindered.

In this world, the Magic Doors of Cultivators were essentially the Dark Energy Techniques of Awakeners.

Only the specific arrangements, activation steps, and presentation styles were somewhat different from what Zhang Xiaoman was familiar with.

Thus, over the last three days, he systematically translated the differences between the two, compiling the descriptive patterns of the Cultivation World to facilitate future learning and usage for himself and others.

For instance, the Spirit Energy mentioned was naturally Dark Energy.

Things like hang one three veins, four-nine meridians, etc., referred to specific Active Dark Energy Particle Conversion Sequences.

Shape Spirit into a Net, on the other hand, referred to the arrangement structure of Dark Energy Particles.

The final Yin Yang Reversal was the step to complete activation.

In short, Dark Spirits were Cultivators, and Cultivators were Dark Spirits.

The only differences were in their naming and record techniques.

Yet, fundamentally, they were the same profession.

After three days of comprehension, Zhang Xiaoman completely uncovered the secrets about Cultivators, his mind clear and even the prior fatigue vanished without a trace.

There was nothing left to collect on the Main Peak.

He had already stored all the Spirit Stones, Magic Treasures, Cultivation Techniques he could find into his storage ring.

However, after the erosion of a long era of declining magic, what could still be used was scarce and mostly degraded to the point of near irrelevance.

Zhang Xiaoman set his sights on the other peaks.

If the other six peaks contained treasures in similar quantities, it would certainly amount to a significant haul.

This time, he did not use the Sword Control Technique, opting instead to employ the new Skill he had just learned from a book—Wind Control Technique.

The Wind Control Technique was considerably slower compared to the Sword Control Technique.

However, it had the advantage of not requiring a Flying Sword.

Furthermore, Zhang Xiaoman possessed a full set of related Advanced Techniques.

So for now, the growth potential of this Wind Control Technique was higher than that of the Sword Control Technique.

After all, the Sword Control Technique was merely a Basic Skill, yet to be further developed by Ye Cang into more advanced levels.

At Tianyuan Mountain, the seven mountain ranges stretched on endlessly, forming a large lake in the middle that surrounded it.

Zhang Xiaoman flew over the lake, suddenly hearing a faint call from below.

"Fellow cultivator, please stay..."

His body instinctively paused, and he looked down with a puzzled gaze.

His sight was met by the emerald jade lake with lush forests surrounding it, vibrant with life. Occasionally, birds flew by underfoot, painting a scene of natural harmony.

Apart from this, Zhang Xiaoman noticed nothing out of the ordinary.

However, he knew that with his current level of power, hallucinations were out of the question; someone indeed spoke from below.

"Could it be that there are still Cultivators here...?"

The thought sprang into his mind, making him feel a tinge of tension.

He was, after all, an outsider.

If someone truly existed below, it would likely be a Cultivator from the Tianyuan Sect.

This left him with the awkward feeling of having intruded upon someone’s home and encountering its original owner.

He touched the Sect Leader Jade hanging at his waist, then shook his head privately.

After all, he had inherited Qin Mian’s teachings, effectively becoming the new Sect Leader here, so why should he be afraid?

"Fellow cultivator, please stay..."

At that moment, the voice rang out once more, seemingly originating from the lake.

Zhang Xiaoman descended slightly, then activated the Spiritual Vision State to survey the area below.

This quick glance was startling.

He saw beneath him, within the jade lake, a massive looming shadow, crouched within its depths, resembling a giant serpent in appearance.