Chapter 230: Saint King level Divine Technique!
"Daoist Friend Jiang, this True Explanation of the Abyss, I shall gift it to you today."
Li Xun finally walked up to Jiang Taixuan, a warm smile on his face.
In front of him, Jiang Taixuan was already shrouded in dazzling violet radiance, his whole body like a blazing purple sun, shining brilliantly.
"Immortal, I…"
Jiang Taixuan was at a loss, not knowing what to do.
He himself understood a bit of alchemy and had some refining techniques, but they were only at the Xuan level. His original plan, once leaving this small world, was to purchase an Earth level alchemy divine technique from the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
But he had never imagined that Li Xun would actually give him the True Explanation of the Abyss.
This was a Saint level divine technique! Its value was immeasurable, something countless cultivators dreamed of obtaining, and yet Li Xun had just handed it over to him. Jiang Taixuan found himself unable to react in time.
"There's no need to refuse. This alchemical technique is fated with you. Giving it to you is not a case of pearls being cast before swine."
Without allowing further argument, Li Xun directly placed the jade slip into Jiang Taixuan's hand.
At the same moment, the system's voice echoed once again:
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. Investment successful. You have obtained the Eight Desolations Six Harmonies God-Slaying Halberd Technique!]
'Finally, a useful halberd technique!'
Hearing the voice in his mind, Li Xun's heart surged with joy. Ever since he had gained the system, he had invested countless times, yet rarely did he ever acquire halberd techniques.
And even when he did, their value was laughably low—most were merely Huang level or Xuan level.
For his cultivation back then, they were practically useless.
But now, through investing in Jiang Taixuan, he had finally obtained a halberd divine technique that satisfied him—and not just any ability, but one at the Saint King level!
Yes.
Saint King level!
This divine technique was, without question, the highest-ranked technique in his possession to date!
"Many thanks to the Immortal!"
Jiang Taixuan bowed solemnly. Unlike others, he was not good with words. The Immortal's grace, he could only carve into his heart and slowly repay when the opportunity came.
"It's just a single alchemical technique. Daoist Friend Jiang, you need not be so formal."
Li Xun reached out to help him up, his smile as warm as a spring breeze.
Those watching from afar couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
"Another Saint level divine technique, given away just like that by Daoist Friend Li Xun…"
Standing in the sky, Elder Qin of the Crape Myrtle Holy Land stroked his beard with admiration.
This was not the first time Li Xun had gifted away a Saint level technique. That True Explanation of the Abyss had already been copied five or six times by him and gifted to five or six different people.
Such a thing could only happen with Li Xun.
If that text had fallen into anyone else's hands, there was no way it would ever have been copied into multiple versions and distributed so freely.
"I truly am not a match to Li Xun…"
Elsewhere, the Yin-Yang Holy Son held a jade slip, sighing with mixed emotions.
Just now, they had remained bystanders, neither aiding Li Xun nor supporting the Great Chu Dynasty, positioning themselves as a neutral force. He had assumed Li Xun would naturally harbor some bias.
Even if Li Xun had many techniques, surely he would not consider the Yin-Yang Holy Land.
Yet unexpectedly, Li Xun had gifted him not only a Heaven level divine technique, but had even presented a spiritual herb to the elder behind him.
Such magnanimity left him feeling utterly ashamed.
If it were himself, he could never have been so generous.
After all, the reason he entered this small world was precisely to seek out opportunities. And if fate's gift landed in his hands, how could he possibly give it away so easily?
Now, compared to Li Xun's generosity, his own choice to sit back and watch earlier made the Yin-Yang Holy Son feel deeply ashamed. If he had known things would turn out like this, he would have at least lent Li Xun some support back then.
"Feng Lie."
The Yin-Yang Holy Son glanced once more at the jade slip in his hand, then turned to the young man beside him. His tone was deep as he spoke:
"I've heard that not long ago, you and the Champion Marquis once tried to join forces against Daoist Brother Li Xun?"
"Eh?"
Beside him, Feng Lie froze, his body trembling slightly.
Joining forces with the Champion Marquis was the single most regretful decision of his entire life. Fortunately, he had never actually clashed with Li Xun, nor had he caused the Yin-Yang Holy Land to incur the wrath of such a boundless talent.
The matter had long passed, but now, with the Yin-Yang Holy Son suddenly bringing it up again, an ominous feeling welled up in his heart.
"There was such a thing, but…"
Feng Lie stammered, trying to explain.
Although his strength was not inferior to that of the Yin-Yang Holy Son, the issue was that he was older by several years, and the title of "Holy Son" itself was enough to weigh him down and make it hard to breathe.
"There are no 'buts.'"
Before Feng Lie could finish, the Yin-Yang Holy Son cut him off. Casting him a sidelong glance, he said lightly:
"Some matters may be past, but that doesn't mean they never happened. You will accompany me now to pay respects to Daoist Brother Li Xun."
At this point, the Yin-Yang Holy Son paused briefly in thought. Then, he pulled out a jade slip and pressed it into Feng Lie's hand before continuing:
"You must have gained some harvests from entering this small world. Add to them this ancient secret art I now give you—perhaps then Daoist Brother Li Xun will not hold your past offense against you."
"Yes…"
Feng Lie nodded helplessly. He understood.
This was his Holy Son's way of seeking reconciliation with Li Xun.
Putting himself in the same position, he realized he would likely have chosen the same path. After all, Li Xun's talent and strength were far too terrifying.
To make him an enemy was impossible. If one could not be his foe, then the only choice was to become his ally.
And since Li Xun had already shown goodwill just now, this was the perfect chance to build ties with him.
With that, the Yin-Yang Holy Son led several elders and the core disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land. Stepping across the heavens, they traversed the void. His actions immediately drew much attention.
"Look, the Yin-Yang Holy Son is heading over to Li Xun as well."
A rogue cultivator at the Divine Power Realm exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, far too many powerful figures had already gathered around Li Xun. Each one was a heavyweight from their sects; the lowest standing among them were still Holy Sons or Holy Daughters, the only ones qualified to speak with him.
As for the likes of ordinary Divine Power or Life and Death realm rogue cultivators, forget talking to him—just approaching was already a luxury they could only dream of.
"The people of the Yin-Yang Holy Land and Crape Myrtle Holy Land have both gone over. That leaves only the experts of the Spirit Clan and those of the Great Chu Dynasty still standing apart."
Someone spoke softly, their eyes flicking toward the distance.
There, the young elites of the Spirit Clan, along with Chu Lingfeng of the Great Chu Dynasty, all wore expressions shifting between gloom and hesitation. None could tell what was going through their minds.
Just now, Li Xun had greeted everyone with warmth, even gifting out techniques or treasures to many. Yet when it came to these two parties, it was as though he had completely forgotten their existence.
He hadn't given them a single technique or spiritual herb.
To be honest, they had been coveting quite a few of the ten-plus divine techniques that had just been revealed. Yet Li Xun had ignored them outright, leaving them with the distinct feeling of being humiliated.
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