Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 352: Soul Technique

Chapter 352: Chapter 352: Soul Technique

"In this Jade Scroll, I have inscribed a Cultivation Technique for cultivating Soul Power!" Shi Feng told Mo Yang.

Upon hearing this, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on Mo Yang’s face, still puzzled from earlier, and he laughed scornfully, "Who do you think I am? Do I actually need you to provide me with a Cultivation Technique for cultivating Soul Power? The Cultivation Techniques I practice are at least a hundred times better than your lousy technique!"

Mo Yang spoke dismissively but nonetheless disdainfully accepted the Jade Scroll Shi Feng handed over. He was curious to see what kind of Soul Cultivation Technique Shi Feng was offering, ready to bring shame upon himself.

Pressing the Jade Scroll to his forehead, the first thing to appear in Mo Yang’s mind was the name of the technique, "Soul Spirit Technique"!

Just by seeing the name, Mo Yang shook his head even more disdainfully and mocked inwardly: A technique named like this is bound to be common trash, just like typical Martial Arts moves such as Vigorous Vajra Fist and Vajra Palm.

Then, continuing with an attitude of disdain and ridicule, Mo Yang slowly read on. Not long after, the scornful expression on his face began to fade. Soon after, his expression turned serious; it didn’t take much longer for a look of shock to emerge on his face, "This... this... boy! How do you have this thing!"

In just a brief moment, Mo Yang’s expression had changed several times, and now it was full of excitement and euphoria, "Haha, Soul Spirit Technique, good! Haha, so good!" In that moment, after discovering the wonder of the Soul Spirit Technique, Mo Yang couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter, talking to himself.

"Now that I think about it, what you said is true," Shi Feng told Mo Yang, "With your status, the Cultivation Techniques you practice must indeed be a hundred times superior to mine, and I was presumptuous to have offended you. Here, give me back the Jade Scroll." Saying this, Shi Feng reached out to take the Jade Scroll from Mo Yang’s hand.

Upon hearing Shi Feng’s words and seeing his actions, Mo Yang quickly grasped the Jade Scroll tightly in his hand and, facing Shi Feng with a determined look, said, "No! I don’t feel slighted at all! I think it’s great!"

Shi Feng then said, "But just now you showed a mocking and disdainful expression. Surely, practicing such a low-level technique would be beneath the dignity of someone as noble as you, Master Mo Yang."

"No! Absolutely not!" Mo Yang maintained his firm demeanor and said decisively, "What I showed just now was excitement and ecstasy. I was injured on my face when I was young, so what you saw was the expression it causes."

"Oh, is that so?" Shi Feng scanned Mo Yang’s face with a puzzled look, "But it doesn’t look like you’ve been injured?"

"This... I don’t know, but it’s just like that!" Mo Yang said somewhat sheepishly, and then he said to Shi Feng, "Now you must allow me to enter your Mysterious Artifact Space. I have to go into seclusion. I’ve been sensing that the breakthrough in Soul Power that I’ve been unable to achieve for years, under the guidance of the Soul Spirit Technique, is imminent. As soon as my Soul Power reaches the Seventh-stage, my Alchemy Skill could surge to another level. With added stability, I am confident I can become a Seventh-stage Alchemist!"

Becoming an Alchemist is not simply a matter of reaching a certain level of Soul Power. However, without reaching certain levels of Soul Power, the Alchemy levels could not be achieved either.

Just like Mo Yang, his Soul Power was at the Sixth-stage and so was his rank as an Alchemist. If he wanted to become a Seventh-stage Alchemist, his Soul Power would need to reach the Seventh-stage.

There were also Alchemy Masters whose Soul Power had reached the Fifth-stage, but their alchemy talent was limited. On the path of alchemy, they were merely Third-stage Alchemy Masters. Such people were a dime a dozen across the Tianheng Continent.

The path to mastering alchemy was difficult. Although Mo Yang was arrogant, vain, and opinionated, since he had become a Sixth-stage Alchemy Master, he was certainly no mediocrity. Now Mo Yang’s life and death were completely in his own hands. If he could make simultaneous breakthroughs in his Soul Power and alchemy skill, it would definitely be good news for Shi Feng.

With a flash of blood-colored light around Mo Yang’s body, Shi Feng sucked him into the world of the Blood-colored Stone Stele.

As soon as Mo Yang entered the Stele Space, he couldn’t wait to cross his legs and float in the void of this space, placing the Jade Scroll—which recorded the Soul Spirit Technique—against his forehead once more, continuing to decode the mysteries of the Soul Spirit Technique.

Shi Feng, now alone, was approaching the Imperial Palace. Guards stood in two rows at the gate of the palace and, seeing Shi Feng from afar, quickly knelt down, exclaiming loudly in voices that echoed to the heavens, "Greetings, War God!"

Shi Feng merely nodded slightly to these Golden-armored Army members before heading straight into the palace.

The Imperial Palace’s rear garden had nearly returned to its original state after Shi Feng’s fiery destruction, now reconstructed. The once charred garden, its flora obliterated by Shi Feng’s Blood-colored Blaze, was now refurbished like the other areas, a riot of blooming flowers.

After morning court, with the repairs to the rear garden complete, Emperor Long Chen invited his officials to the garden to enjoy the flowers alongside him.

Suddenly, a long eunuch’s voice was heard in the garden, "The War God has arrived!" The officials, initially absorbed in flower viewing, were shocked and turned to see a black figure approaching through the crowd. They immediately prostrated themselves before the advancing War God Shi Feng, calling out in unison, "Your humble servants welcome the War God!"

"Your humble servants welcome the War God!"

"Your humble servants welcome the War God!" resounded through the garden.

"Enough!" Shi Feng waved at the colorfully dressed officials and said, "All of you, step back. I have some business with Long Chen."

"Yes, we shall take our leave!" The officials bowed again to Shi Feng and, bending their bodies, slowly withdrew, leaving only Long Chen in the garden.

"Young Master Feng, you’re back at the palace!" The officials gone, facing only Shi Feng, Emperor Long Chen’s majestic demeanor dissolved, and he stepped forward with a smile, asking, "May I know what you wish to discuss, Young Master Feng?" Normally, Long Chen referred to himself as ’We’, but only in front of Shi Feng did he use ’I’.

"How’s the construction of the Transmission Array to the original Yunlai Empire coming along?" Shi Feng asked. A while back in the palace, Long Chen had mentioned plans to build a Transmission Array to the original Yunlai Empire. Shi Feng now wanted to visit the Northwest Desert, hence the question.

"Ah!" Hearing Shi Feng’s question, Long Chen sighed deeply and shook his head, his expression not optimistic, "The Transmission Array Altar has been forged, but activating and opening the final Array, engraving the Array Patterns, requires the oversight of a Fifth-stage Alchemist. Currently, in our Empire, we have only two such Alchemists—one is Qin Yuan, President of the Alchemy Master Guild. I have sent people to him with a generous offer, but he turned them away. The other, surnamed Hao, a resident of the Imperial City, is known to be eccentric. I’ve sent people to invite him, but he doesn’t even want to meet them. Even I have gone personally, to no avail!"