My Cultivation Techniques Upgrade Automatically

Chapter 201 - 200: Seeking Another Successor



Chapter 201: Chapter 200: Seeking Another Successor

’Potential’!

’Intent’!

Wu Chen had seen these two Martial Arts suffixes before, after fusing several techniques.

Back then, he had wondered what the suffixes for even higher-level Martial Arts would be. He never expected to see one today.

And this one came with a suffix from the start, without needing to be fused:

’Treasure’!

Most importantly, all three Martial Arts manuals had the ’Treasure’ suffix!

This alone proved that these three Martial Arts were anything but ordinary. It also demonstrated his master’s astonishing and unfathomable power, to be able to casually hand over three ’Treasure’-rank techniques.

’Though, it seems these three Martial Arts all follow a fierce and powerful path.’

’Does that mean my master is a Body Refining Martial Artist?’

Having learned hundreds, if not thousands, of different Martial Arts, Wu Chen now possessed a solid understanding of them.

From the names of the three Martial Arts to their actual moves, he could tell his master followed the path of Body Refining. It went without saying that such Martial Artists possessed formidable physical bodies.

But what could have destroyed his master’s body, severed the Celestial Star Sect’s lineage, and forced him to hide inside a bronze statue in a ruined hall?

Wu Chen lifted his head and glanced at the thick, churning gray fog that encircled the distant ruins of the Celestial Star Sect.

’Alien Demons?’

The thought flashed through Wu Chen’s mind, but he gently shook his head. When he first encountered the monsters in the gray fog, facing Alien Demons with their extraordinary strength and tough skin, he had thought it was a possibility.

But as he learned more about his master, he reconsidered. If he himself could handle a few weak Alien Demons, how could a figure like his master possibly be defeated, even if more powerful ones existed?

He understood one simple principle: whether it was a sect, a great family, or a secular dynasty, such organized groups were rarely toppled by external forces.

Therefore, Wu Chen suspected that his master had most likely been betrayed by his own people, leading to his current plight.

But Wu Chen didn’t dwell on the specifics, nor did he pry. After all, it must be a painful memory that his master would find difficult to speak of.

His own pressing task wasn’t to get bogged down by these matters, but to find more Martial Arts and Soul-Storage Pearls. After that came finding the spiritual substance to charge the jade tablet.

When he was strong enough, had found enough Soul-Storage Pearls, and his master had recovered his former strength, the answer to why the Celestial Star Sect had fallen into such a state would naturally reveal itself.

At that time, not only would he get the answer, but he would also have the power to solve the problem that came with it.

Asking for the answer now would be meaningless, only adding to his troubles.

With that in mind, Wu Chen glanced at the Martial Arts he was upgrading on his panel.

He roughly estimated that it would take three days to finish upgrading the three Martial Arts.

For Leakless Realm Martial Arts, especially those at the ’Treasure’ rank, this wasn’t a long time at all.

However, to keep up the appearance that he was still in the mountain forests searching for barbarian spies, Wu Chen decided to stay within the Celestial Star Sect instead of immediately taking out the jade tablet to leave.

He returned the three jade slips to his master, then got up and began to clean up the debris around the Celestial Star Sect.

The last time he was here with Hong Ling, they had only roughly cleared away the rubble and bricks. Since he had time now, Wu Chen didn’t plan to be idle.

「Three days later.」

Wu Chen looked at the now much cleaner Celestial Star Sect and nodded in satisfaction before turning his attention to his panel:

[Deep Red Host]Wu Chen

[Martial Arts Realm]Leakless Realm, Fourth Level

(Qi Power: Wild Bull Shakes the Earth) (Stamina: Endless Qi Power) (Body: Disguise Skill) (Physique: Body Like Adamant Rock)

[Martial Arts & Cultivation Techniques]’Pulse-Severing Dragon-Capture Hand: Treasure,’ ’Mountain-Shattering Steps: Treasure,’ ’Mountain-Breaking Saber: Treasure,’ ...

After upgrading the three ’Treasure’-rank Martial Arts, Wu Chen’s realm leaped to the Mid Stage of the Leakless Realm.

He closed his eyes and looked inward, discovering that the Rhombic Crystal essence within his Qi and Blood was denser than before. It seemed the essence increased along with his realm.

Furthermore, the silver-white Rhombic Crystal essence was densely spread throughout his physique. Much of it had fused with his flesh and bones, making his jade-white bones shine even more brilliantly, as if they were precious treasures.

"Master, I’ll be taking my leave now."

With the upgrades complete, Wu Chen had no reason to stay any longer. He walked to the entrance of the great hall, clasped his fists, and bowed to the bronze statue inside.

"Go on, go on. Be careful out there! Remember not to be rash, and don’t rush the matter of the Soul-Storage Pearls."

The old man flew out from the bronze statue and instructed him.

Wu Chen nodded in acknowledgement.

He agreed on the surface, but he had no intention of actually doing as he was told.

After all, with so much to do in the future, how could he afford to stand still?

His hand swept over his waist, and the Celestial Star Sect’s jade tablet appeared in his grasp. With a single thought, his figure transformed into a flash of white light and vanished from before the ruined great hall.

"Sigh... I wonder how much of that he actually took to heart."

Gazing at the spot where Wu Chen had disappeared, the old man stroked his graying beard and, after a long moment, heaved a heavy sigh.

He could tell that this disciple of his was by no means a docile person. He certainly couldn’t be expected to quietly stay in one place to cultivate three profound Martial Arts.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to bring back five Soul-Storage Pearls in such a short time.

Admittedly, there was an element of luck involved, but the process must have involved fierce battles.

"Free me from my prison?"

He mulled over Wu Chen’s previous words, then shook his head with great regret. "A pity you are a Reincarnator. When you reach a certain realm in the future, you may not even be yourself anymore."

He shook his head, not taking Wu Chen’s promise to help him escape to heart.

Over the past two days, as the Soul-Storage Pearls nourished his soul body, he had recalled some scattered memories.

And it was through these memories that he became increasingly certain of Wu Chen’s identity. He was undoubtedly a Reincarnator.

That was why, for the past two days, he hadn’t asked Wu Chen how his comprehension of the three Martial Arts was progressing.

With a Reincarnator’s ability, understanding these three graded Martial Arts wouldn’t be too difficult. He would only need ten days to half a month to temper himself. After that, relying on the accumulation from his past life, mastering their profound mysteries would be a matter of course.

All in all, in his opinion, it would only take Wu Chen a month or two to completely master the three Martial Arts.

"What a pity, what a pity. A pity that you’re a Reincarnator..."

After a long while, he began to sigh to himself again. "In that case, you must have your own legacy."

"In the future, you might not care for these little things I have to offer. As for what you said today..."

His face was filled with helplessness as he heaved a long sigh.

"After all this time, someone finally finds their way here, so why did it have to be a Reincarnator?"

"Li Langtian, oh Li Langtian, how could you be so unlucky!"

Among his few memories, he had recovered his own name.

Li Langtian.

He knew it was his name, but he had so few memories associated with it that it felt utterly unfamiliar.

After another long exhale, Li Langtian’s old, cloudy eyes looked toward the spot at the hall’s entrance where Wu Chen had vanished.

"Free from prison?"

"Free from prison!"

"No matter what happens in the future, at least I held something back. Now I finally have the ability to leave this place!"

Since Wu Chen was a Reincarnator, Li Langtian knew from his fragmented memories that Wu Chen would never truly become his disciple, nor would he genuinely rebuild the Celestial Star Sect and accept his legacy.

Sooner or later, Wu Chen would leave the Celestial Star Sect and return to his own lineage.

Therefore, the most urgent task, Li Langtian knew, was to find another successor.

At this thought, he no longer hesitated. After all, the longer he delayed, the weaker his soul body would become, and the harder it would be to act.

He waved his arms in front of him, a glow coalescing at his fingertips.

WHOOSH!

As he moved, the wind in the great hall suddenly intensified. With the swing of his arms, streams of light appeared, forming some kind of esoteric seal.

Behind him, the bronze statue faintly glowed in response.

As time passed, Li Langtian’s soul body grew dimmer, but supported by the bronze statue, it gradually recovered.

Fortunately, his movements were over in just a few breaths.

"It’s done!"

As he said this, Li Langtian’s form burst with a brilliant light. The light lasted for only an instant before it, along with Li Langtian’s figure, vanished completely.

In the blink of an eye, Li Langtian’s vision was filled with overlapping mountain peaks, white clouds, and soaring birds.

It was no longer the dilapidated great hall of the Celestial Star Sect.

He could faintly hear the crisp sound of a hammer striking metal.

Just as he was wondering where he was and whether he had succeeded,

a young woman’s slightly puzzled voice sounded from behind him:

"Master?"

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