"Phantom of the Vermilion Bird!"
Gu He stared in shock at the elegant phantom before him. From it, he sensed an overwhelming fury—one capable of scorching the heavens.
Only when the vision in his mind faded did Gu He slowly open his eyes. A profound sense of enlightenment settled in his heart, followed by an exhilarating surge of joy.
At this moment, he felt he had fully mastered the high-level combat skill—Vermilion Bird Seal.
Not only that, but his comprehension had deepened to an extraordinary degree, granting him flawless control.
The "2358-Fold Return" effect didn't just elevate the skill's rank—it also amplified the cultivation insights he had imparted to Liu Ling, allowing him to perfectly grasp the Vermilion Bird Seal's inheritance.
This realization thrilled Gu He.
Earth-level high-tier combat skills were notoriously difficult to cultivate, demanding immense time and effort. Yet now, in mere moments, he had mastered one.
The sheer efficiency of it all was staggering.
Recalling the Vermilion Bird Seal's terrifying power from his vision, Gu He's heart burned with eagerness. With this skill, he was confident he could now contend head-on with elite cultivators specializing in combat.
Moreover, his innate (natal) divine flame—a fusion of multiple flames—greatly enhanced the Vermilion Bird Seal's fire-based power. If he could further strengthen his divine flame, the Vermilion Bird Seal might even rival ordinary Heaven-level low-tier combat skills in the future.
Afterward, Gu He glanced at Liu Ling, who remained deep in meditation. He waited patiently.
Before long, Liu Ling's eyelids fluttered, and he slowly awoke. As the knowledge from his vision settled in, his face lit up with excitement.
"A Low Profound Rank Skill—Blazing Palm!"
His teacher had bestowed upon him a A Low Profound Rank Skill! And not just the technique itself—he had also transmitted his personal cultivation insights, ensuring Liu Ling could master it swiftly.
Overcome with gratitude, Liu Ling looked at his teacher with reverence. "Teacher… you've been so thorough, even sharing your comprehension with me."
"Have you learned it?" Gu He asked calmly, sensing Liu Ling's gaze.
Liu Ling nodded eagerly. "Yes, Teacher. This disciple has comprehended it."
"Good. Then sit down—I have one final reward for you." Gu He stood and spoke impassively.
Liu Ling blinked in surprise but immediately complied, kneeling before Gu He with anticipation. "Teacher, this disciple is ready."
Gu He placed his palm on Liu Ling's forehead, channeling his dou qi. With a thought, he transmitted the Advanced Black agility-type Dou Technique: Treading the Wind—along with his own hard-earned insights.
A moment later, the transfer was complete.
Just as Gu He withdrew his hand, the system's voice echoed in his mind:
[Ding! Detected that the host has granted the eldest disciple, Liu Ling, the Advanced Black agility-type Dou Technique: Treading the Wind.]
[Congratulations! Triggering a 1509-Fold Return—host has obtained the Earth-level high-tier movement skill: So Far Away!]
[Earth-level high-tier movement skill 'So Far Away' has been deposited into the system space. Host, please check at your convenience.]
Another high-tier combat skill—and a movement skill at that!
Gu He's heart swelled with excitement.
Earth-level high-tier movement skills were exponentially rarer than their attack-based counterparts—some even rivaled low-tier Heaven-level techniques in value. Across the entire Dou Qi Continent, such skills were nearly mythical.
Seeing Liu Ling still deep in meditation, Gu He focused his mind and entered the system space.
There, suspended in the space, was a translucent sphere pulsing with silver light.
"Is this… 'So Far Away'?"
Without hesitation, Gu He commanded inwardly: "System, extract 'So Far Away.'"
The moment he spoke, the silver sphere shot forth like an arrow, merging into his body.
"BOOM!"
A colossal surge of information exploded in his mind, manifesting as flickering images.
An ancient temple materialized in his consciousness, its vast hall lined with countless stone platforms.
Then—a human-shaped silhouette appeared.
Gu He watched intently as the figure suddenly took a single step.
"Swish!"
In the dim temple, silver light flickered erratically. The silhouette blurred—then reappeared over ten thousand miles away in an instant.
The speed was unfathomable.
Before Gu He could react, the figure vanished—no, not vanished. It was flashing between the floating stone platforms, leaving behind countless afterimages.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
The air itself seemed to scream as the silhouette darted in impossible trajectories, so fast that Gu He's eyes couldn't keep up. Yet, every movement burned itself into his mind, imprinting like an indelible brand.
After what felt like an eternity, Gu He slowly opened his eyes, rubbing his throbbing temples.
"To think such a profound movement skill exists…" he murmured.
"Establishing spatial footholds with soul power… moving with the soul's guidance…"
As he whispered, his figure blurred.
The next moment—he stood at the courtyard gate, leaving behind a fading afterimage near the courtyard.
Then, in another flicker, he reappeared back at the gazebo.
"So Far Away… yet traversed in an instant."
A satisfied smile curled on Gu He's lips.
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