"Now, this is unexpected. What could the logic behind this even be?" Han Xuhan wondered aloud as his consciousness floated alongside Tun Shi Tian inside his foundation tower.
Today was a special day.
Zhanxian, his first minion, was about to truly step on the path of a cultivator from this day forth. The skeleton minion had finally broken past the first layer of the nameless technique it was cultivating, the one that operated on artificial channels of qi.
Han Xuhan had been quite surprised to discover that the Mystic Art wasn't enough for one to create their own foundation tower. He had no idea that such techniques could exist. And it wasn't as if he could go around asking his peers about this sort of evil technique.
Some extensive research in the library had borne some fruit, though.
Experts from the mosquito apocalypse era were the first ones to officially recognize this unusual subtype of Mystic Arts.
