“I don’t need to obtain Dou Techniques and methods myself; I can just wait for Lord Chu Xiao to record them.” “And I don’t even have to initiate the learning myself, saving time and effort!” In the Han Clan of the Northern Region of the Central Plains, Han Xue, who had also experimented with the Vacuum Palm, had glowing eyes and her breathing quickened.
This journal copy was truly a supreme opportunity that could help her reach heights she previously hadn’t dared to imagine.
She would absolutely never touch the rules mentioned in the copy; otherwise, if she lost the copy and had her memories sealed, she would kill herself.
“If I want to be lazy, I can send cultivation methods and Dou Techniques to Brother Chu Xiao.” “Once he records them in the journal, I’ll have learned them.” In the Xiao Clan of Wu Tan City, Xun Er had a sudden inspiration.
This journal could also be used as a cheat for learning techniques and methods.
Even learning alchemy, secret arts, or artifact refining could be done lazily through this!
“All the Mystery-rank and Earth-rank methods and techniques Xun Er has will be given to Brother Chu Xiao.” Xun Er cupped her cheeks, her eyes full of smiles.
The same thought appeared in the hearts of almost all the women who had received a journal copy.
Only people with simpler minds like Qing Lin didn’t think too much, only feeling that Chu Xiao was truly amazing.
“I didn’t expect the journal to have such an ability.” Inside the Dou Di Fragmented Small World, Chu Xiao sat cross-legged on a futon, visualizing the ancient journal and writing with his eyes closed.
He also didn’t expect a pie to fall from the sky.
Originally, he just wanted to deepen the copy owners’ trust in the journal’s content, which was why he uploaded the Vacuum Palm—a Mystery-rank Low-level technique he “picked up” through his “reincarnation memories.” It wasn’t high enough in rank to be a loss if exposed.
At the very least, Xun Er would definitely believe his writing more.
“And as long as the record is completed, the Dou Technique instantly reaches Small Success.” Chu Xiao’s breathing hitched.
Naturally, whether it’s a cultivation method, Dou Technique, or secret art, there is a proficiency level.
They can be roughly divided into Initiation, Small Success, Mastery, Great Success, and Perfection.
With the same proficiency, the power will definitely differ when performed by people of different realms.
However, at the same realm, the higher the mastery of the technique, the stronger the power exerted.
For example, Xiao Yan spent a lot of time practicing hard to master the Eight Extremes Crumble and the Flame Splitting Wave Ruler.
But now, completing a record in the journal would grant Small Success, saving him a vast amount of time.
“However, I can’t just write any method or technique in here.” “That would be too deliberate and would leave me with no secrets before those copy owners.” “The attention of the Heavenly Ranking has improved my talent and comprehension.
Even if I rely on my own cultivation, I won’t be slow.” Chu Xiao was very clear about the importance of trump cards to a cultivator.
Even though the journal could help with a cultivation cheat, he would choose to keep some methods in reserve.
Once he ferreted out the journal copy owners, he could write more targeted techniques and methods to cause trouble.
As the host of the journal, the initiative to write content was ultimately in his hands.
“I am very satisfied with this unexpected joy, but the next part is the focus.” With a thought, Chu Xiao continued to write in the journal.
[In the previous life, it was Xiao Yan who obtained this Mystery-rank Low-level Dou Technique and shared it with me.] [This time, it’s my turn as the cousin to pass the technique to him.
By the way, I’ll enjoy the look of shock on his face; it’ll be interesting.] The women: “…” This man seems to be a bit black-bellied~ [But I actually want to see Yao Lao’s expression more.
If this were the Great Thousand World, I could find a memory stone to record it.
The chances to shock that old rogue aren’t many.] Chu Xiao shifted his pen, leading the topic to Yao Lao.
Originally, he planned not to mention him for the time being, to prevent Han Feng or someone from the Hall of Souls who might have a journal copy from coming to find trouble.
But the situation was different now; he had already confirmed Xun Er’s feelings for him and had successfully determined she had a copy through the binding.
Whether from an emotional or profit perspective, Xun Er would definitely protect him.
Imagine this: as long as he persisted in writing the diary every day, he could continue to grow stronger without limit.
Once he reached the Dou Di level, the Gu Clan could benefit from his future Empress, Xun Er, and essentially win by slacking off.
How could that be allowed?
Their clan must have a sense of participation on his path to becoming strong!
The role of a “Dao Protector” was quite suitable.
Whether it’s Han Feng or the Hall of Souls, let them come; let the Gu Clan block them.
Xun Er’s “soft rice” was worth it!
“Yao Lao!?” The women all wore curious expressions.
Who was this person, worth Chu Xiao specifically mentioning?
In the next moment, they got their answer.
[Yao Lao is Xiao Yan’s mentor, birth name Yao Chen, a descendant of the Yao Clan—one of the seven currently existing Imperial Clans.
He was schemed against by cold-hearted clansmen and expelled from the family.
He made a name for himself in the Central Plains as the continent’s number one Alchemist, an Honorary Elder of the Alchemist Tower, a Tier 8 High-level Alchemy Grandmaster, with the strength of a Nine-Turn Peak Dou Zun.
He is the master of the Xing Yun Pavilion in the Central Plains, known as the Yao Venerate.] The women: ???
Hiss!
This person named Yao Chen has such a long list of titles.
“Yao Chen?” A golden light flashed in Xun Er’s eyes.
It seemed that the soul body in Xiao Yan’s ring was him.
She had also recently broken through in strength and had her soul power enhanced, giving her a faint sense of it.
She hadn’t expected him to have such a great background.
“It seems he won’t endanger Brother Chu Xiao’s safety.” Xun Er felt relieved.
“Tier 8 High-level Alchemy Grandmaster?
Nine-Turn Peak Dou Zun strength?” Yun Yun suddenly felt that the sweet melon in her hand was no longer sweet.
She was just an ordinary Dou Huang; how could she compare to such a powerhouse in nurturing disciples?
Nalan Yanran was a clown, and she was a clown too.
“Fortunately, I now have the chance to change my fate.” Touching the journal copy, Yun Yun regained her confidence.
Even if it were the Gu Clan’s daughter, Gu Xun Er, she wasn’t envious now.
Possessing a journal copy surpassed all talent, bloodlines, and opportunities.
“Master of the Xing Yun Pavilion!” Inside the Wind and Lightning Pavilion of the Central Plains, Feng Qing Er’s gaze immediately became sharp.
With the seven Imperial Clans in seclusion, the powers most famous on the surface of the Central Plains were the “One Hall, One Tower, Two Sects, Three Valleys, and Four Pavilions.” Among them, the One Hall and One Tower were the continent’s top powers, with Dou Sheng experts sitting in town on the surface.
The Two Sects and Three Valleys were second, with rumors of Dou Sheng behind them and Half-Saint experts on the surface.
The Four Pavilions were emerging powers, with the strongest being only Dou Zun experts.
The Wind and Lightning Pavilion she belonged to and the Xing Yun Pavilion were both among them.
Before Yao Chen disappeared, the Xing Yun Pavilion was the undisputed number one.
“Making me a mount…
could it be because the Wind and Lightning Pavilion and the Xing Yun Pavilion clashed?” Feng Qing Er felt a bit of a headache for a moment.
This journal copy was so mysterious; she was very wary now.
Regarding the rule about not being able to harm Chu Xiao, she didn’t want to test the law personally.
At the same time, the breathing of the two sisters Han Yue and Han Xue became rapid, their graceful bodies trembling slightly.
If they could get a connection with the Xing Yun Pavilion, the status of their Han Clan in Tian Bei City of the Northern Region of the Central Plains would be unshakable; they would no longer have to fear being suppressed or annexed.
“Yao Lao?
Yao Chen, Yao Venerate!” Hearing this name, Cao Ying’s mind trembled, and her soul power wavered.
This resulted in her failing to stabilize the medicinal pill in the cauldron at a critical moment.
Boom!
The medicinal power dispersed, the fire-attribute power ran wild, and the furnace exploded.
“Cough, cough, cough—” Cao Ying, who couldn’t dodge in time, was enveloped in black smoke.
“Vacuum Palm!” Cao Ying extended a hand, aiming at a window several yards away.
The suction transformed from Dou Qi made the window open, and the black smoke found an outlet, quickly dissipating.
“Saved.” Cao Ying patted her budding chest.
Except for her teeth, which were still white, her entire person had turned extremely black, though her eyes remained very bright.
“Chu Xiao, you big villain.” Cao Ying stomped her foot.
“You’ve killed me!” “So ugly, pfft—” (END CHAPTER) CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Blue_Silver1 Thank you for the support, friends.