Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 589 - 467 Inner World Skill!

Chapter 589: Chapter 467 Inner World Skill!

"The World Will has decided to construct a new Inner World Skill for you,"

"Begin!"

All around fell silent.

Everything disappeared.

Wu Xiaode sensed something and subconsciously lifted his head.

He saw strands of silver, incessantly flickering light threads cascading from the sky, appearing like limitless waterfalls.

As Wu Xiaode watched these silver threads, images of the past emerged in his mind.

Amidst the knowledge from numerous bygone eras bestowed by the World Will, he saw those scenes—from the perspective of the World Will—

Outstanding cultivators completing their Heavenly Tribulations.

The World Will assessed their talent, Merit, and willpower, and then a silver thread would descend from the heavens, connecting to the cultivator, infusing a surge of a corresponding World Law.

"So that’s how it is..."

"A cultivator’s Divine Skills come from gifts of the World Will,"

Wu Xiaode murmured to himself.

Suddenly.

In the sky, all the silver light threads burst forth in brilliance, emitting a faint humming sound, as if they were welcoming something.

Wu Xiaode widened his eyes, only to see a golden shadow moving incessantly deep in the sky.

A dragon.

This was a dragon made entirely of golden light.

Amidst the infinite silver threads, it roamed freely, ultimately coming to a halt before him.

The dragon of golden light spoke in human tongue:

"There is something I must say beforehand—"

It was the voice of the World Will!

Unexpectedly, its Manifestation Spirit was a dragon composed of Golden Light.

"Please speak," Wu Xiaode said.

Around the dragon of golden light, all the silver threads simultaneously burst forth with dazzling radiance, revealing endless world images.

Within those images, countless worlds were born and perished, life emerged from nonexistence, desolate lands turned prosperous, beings developed civilizations, became powerful, and eventually, they all moved towards extinction.

"Like you humans, I, as the consciousness of a world, have witnessed innumerable births and deaths,"

"But to encounter a being that has aggregated time, Life and Death, tribulation forces, and the end—I am seeing it for the first time. Therefore, I want to do something,"

A small bundle of golden light emerged from the body of the dragon of golden light and gently landed in front of Wu Xiaode.

"This is a fragment of my origin; I place it in your Death Skill, which means ’life’ is placed within ’death,’ symbolizing seeking life amidst death,"

"It will manifest as your Inner World Skill,"

"When you carry it, it’s as if you carry a part of me, and as long as you are alive, then I, too, shall obtain a sliver of opportunity amidst destruction... although this may also bring unprecedented danger,"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but wave his hand grandly, "What’s the problem with that?"

"You don’t object?" the dragon of golden light asked.

"There’s no need to object. We all want to survive, whether it’s ants, humans, or worlds. We share the same aspirations, so naturally, we should fight together," Wu Xiaode proclaimed loudly.

When it comes to fights, the more friends, the better.

Sometimes, merely standing together in greater numbers can change the whole atmosphere.

—Just like when facing those four demons of tribulation just now.

What’s truly feared is starting to calculate this and that before even entering the fight.

Wu Xiaode, of course, wouldn’t make such a mistake.

As long as the World Will was willing to help at this moment, he would naturally reciprocate the favor, assisting it in return at a later time.

This is the way of a man!

—At least, that’s how Little Wu saw it.

The dragon of golden light, upon hearing his words, fell silent.

The small bundle of golden light flew over, gently landing in front of Wu Xiaode.

"The so-called Inner World Skill is something that can constantly exist within World-class Skills,"

The dragon of golden light continued:

"Now, please choose a target. When my origin power attaches to it, it will form your unique Inner World Skill,"

Wu Xiaode, upon hearing this, felt somewhat hesitant.

—He had never encountered an "Inner World Skill" before, and had no idea how to choose at this moment.

Suddenly.

A female voice rang out:

"If that’s the case, let me help choose the target; I’ll think of a way to make this skill very useful,"

—The green-dress fairy Chris!

She had been hiding in Wu Xiaode’s hair until this moment when she stepped forward.

Wu Xiaode was invigorated, hurriedly asking:

"Chris, what do you think it should attach to?"

Chris snapped her fingers and said solemnly: "Call out the Death Dragon."

"Alright!"

Wu Xiaode replied.

From the Book of the Dead, a long skeletal dragon descended.

It was Little Bone!

"Need me for something?" Little Bone asked.

"Yes," Chris jumped onto its head and tapped its skull with her wand, saying: "There’s a fantastic opportunity now. Just a nod from you, and you can play a significant role in Little Wu’s ’anger’."

"What role is that?" Little Bone asked with interest.

Chris pointed to the bundle of golden light: "This is a fragment of the World Will. Swallow it, and then I’ll cast a secret Demon Art, and you’ll gain a skill of legendary proportions,"

"What?" Little Bone hastily asked.

Chris continued,

"Death Dragon, perhaps even you haven’t realized it, you’ve been other species for too long, and deep down you really don’t want to be a dragon. What you truly desire is to be an existence that runs freely, and now this Golden Light can fulfill that for you!"

"Well said, I indeed crave freedom like the wind, but how can it satisfy me?" Little Bone said, moved.

With a delicate shout, Chris exclaimed,

"Gain the origin power of the world, and you will be able to use the legendary Causality Law Skill—"

"Head of a dog, spare my life!"

She moved the short staff in her hand.

The Golden Light landed before Little Bone’s skull, quietly transforming, slowly condensing into a Golden Light dog head.

"With this dog head, you can become a Golden Dog, immortal and indestructible within Little Wu’s Inner World!"

Chris said with a boastful tone.

A moment of silence.

A chill wind blew gently.

Little Bone silently turned around, leapt up, and returned to the Book of the Dead.

Thump!

The book snapped shut as if someone had slammed a door shut with force.

"It’s angry—how majestic that dog’s head is; I would like to wear one myself. Doesn’t it like it?"

Chris muttered, puzzled.

Wu Xiaode scratched his head.

—Alright, sometimes fairies really aren’t reliable.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, this Golden Light doesn’t need to find another target, just attach directly to me," he said to the Golden Light Dragon.

"...That’s fine."

The Golden Light Dragon replied.

It transmitted a message quietly, "It’s a wise decision not to let fairies decide such matters for you. I used to...never mind, let’s not talk about it. Those who know, know."

Wu Xiaode nodded imperceptibly.

Man and dragon looked at each other, suddenly feeling a sense of camaraderie.

The speck of Golden Light slowly drifted down onto Wu Xiaode’s hand.

Rustle...

In an instant, the Book of the Dead flipped open again, all the way to the page with the wall of sighs.

A line of ice crystal small script appeared on the page:

"Such a precious Inner World Skill will soon belong to the Death Skill ’Rage’, and therefore it must also be recorded on the wall of sighs, and according to your style, form into a skill."

—My style?

Wu Xiaode was somewhat astonished; he hadn’t expected this to stir the wall of sighs.

The Golden Light disappeared from his hand.

At the same time, a smaller icon appeared on the wall of sighs, next to the symbol for "Rage."

There was only a pair of scissors on this icon.

Scissors?

Wu Xiaode looked down puzzledly, only to see three lines of bright red large script emerging beneath the icon:

"Attention!!!"

"The origin powers of life and death converge here, creating a transformation unprecedented throughout the ages."

"The following is the real secret, something you must never divulge, or a disaster capable of taking your life will strike instantly!"

Beneath these three lines of blood-red script were lines of ice crystal small script:

"You have gained an Inner World Skill:"

"jpg (Basic)."

"You can use this skill anywhere to turn an object no larger than your being into an image and instantly transport it into your Inner World, becoming a part of your Inner World."

"Mutter ’jpg’ to check the attributes of the related items."

"—Cut, take away, it’s mine now."

Wu Xiaode paused, and then silently addressed the Book of the Dead:

"Can’t I bring things directly into the ’Rage’ battle scene world? Must I go through this kind of clipping?"

A few more lines of ice crystal small script appeared:

"Of course not!"

"You cannot construct unrelated extra rules within one World Skill, but this one skill can do just that."

"It can make your World Skill more potent in combat, more complex and high-level."

"For example—"

An arrow made of ice suddenly emerged from the page and silently landed above Shen Xiujun’s head, quietly pointing at her.

Wu Xiaode looked at her.

Beside her, the Void displayed two lines of ice crystal small script:

"Use Inner World Skill: jpg."

"—Do you wish to clip Shen Xiujun from the current world and add her to your Death World Skill ’Rage’?"

"Once you do so, when you unfold ’Rage’, she will fight alongside you in the ’Rage’ scene."

Wu Xiaode looked at Shen Xiujun, then at the prompt runes, and suddenly a lightning bolt crossed his mind.

"I get it."

"This is a brawl! I love this!" he shouted in his heart.