High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 215: Chapter 154: Night Roaming, Primordial Spirit Secret Skill

Behind the door was not the vast space he had imagined, but a relatively compact, domed hall.

The light was bright yet soft. Rows of dark wooden bookshelves stood in neat lines, with faint blue projections floating above them, marking out the categories for each.

Compared to the ocean of Cultivation Techniques outside, there were far fewer bookshelves here, and the tomes on each shelf seemed more sparsely placed.

But the quality of the tomes themselves, along with the faint energy barriers enveloping them, revealed how extraordinary these texts were.

”Search for ’Shocking God Stab’,” Li Wen issued the command directly.

An invisible scanning beam shot down from the dome. Soon, a conspicuous point of light lit up a bookshelf deep within the hall.

He strode over.

On a shelf labeled ”Soul Attack - Introductory Secret Techniques,” he located a dark-gold jade slip suspended inside a transparent energy case. Engraved on it in a simple, archaic script of the common tongue were the three words: ”Shocking God Stab.”

Even through the energy case, Li Wen could faintly sense the unique, soul-level fluctuations emanating from within the jade slip.

He took out the jade slip, its surface cool to the touch.

Li Wen walked to a reading desk set to the side, sat down, and immersed his consciousness into the jade slip.

A vast stream of information instantly flooded his mind. It wasn’t chaotic, however; Li Wen’s powerful Spiritual Power methodically sorted through it.

A moment later, a clear overview of the Shocking God Stab presented itself in his consciousness. It was, just as the principal had said, a pure Primordial Spirit attack technique.

The core of the technique was to compress and condense one’s Primordial Spirit Power to an extreme degree, ultimately forming a ”Primordial Spirit Thorn” with unparalleled piercing power.

The cultivation threshold wasn’t high regarding the quantity of one’s Primordial Spirit, but its quality requirements were exceptionally demanding. The process was also inherently dangerous, as a single misstep could damage the very foundation of one’s Primordial Spirit.

The Secret Technique was divided into seven layers, its power growing more terrifying with each one:

Mastering the first layer allows one to instantly kill a Great Sun Realm fiendgod who has not yet condensed a Primordial Spirit.

Mastering the second layer allows one to kill a Great Sun Realm fiendgod who has condensed a Primordial Spirit.

Mastering the 3rd Layer is enough to one-shot a Great Sun Realm fiendgod who has condensed a Primordial Spirit.

Mastering the 4th Layer allows one to escape from an entry-level Marquis Level expert.

Mastering the 5th Layer grants the power to fight on par with an entry-level Marquis Level expert.

Mastering the 6th Layer allows one to fight and defeat such an expert.

Mastering the 7th Layer is enough to kill an entry-level Marquis Level expert!

Furthermore, this power assessment was based on a Cultivator whose Primordial Spirit had reached the Third Layer of Primordial Spirit.

If one’s Primordial Spirit Realm was higher, condensing a Shocking God Stab with that level of Primordial Spirit Power would increase its might exponentially.

’Indeed, this is the most suitable choice for me right now.’ A sharp glint flashed through Li Wen’s eyes, gone in an instant.

’The description of the Shocking God Stab’s power was absolutely tyrannical, and its harsh cultivation requirements were perfectly met by the high quality of my own Primordial Spirit and my multiple talents.’

Having learned about it, he temporarily lost all desire to investigate other Primordial Spirit Secret Skills.

Without hesitation, he turned his focus to the main text describing the specific cultivation method for the Shocking God Stab.

The process that followed felt incredibly natural and smooth, as if everything was simply falling into place.

His long-term accumulation of knowledge came to bear: his profound understanding of the Nine Heavens Divine Body, his precise control over his own power, the terrifying comprehension bonus from Scholar LV12, and the holistic mastery brought by his core trait, [Prove Once, Prove Forever].

All these advantages combined perfectly at this moment, forming a terrifying crucible of comprehension.

The techniques for compressing divine sense, the energy rune structures, the methods of control... all involved in the first layer of the Shocking God Stab...

This content, which would seem obscure and profound to outsiders and require years of study, was rapidly dismantled, understood, and reconstructed within his Primordial Spirit’s perception.

The difficult points melted away like thin ice under the sun.

During this period, he only summoned the virtual mentor from the Fire World twice, and more for verification and optimization than for any real need of guidance.

...

「February 24, 227, Galactic Calendar.」

While time flowed on in the virtual world, three days had passed in the real world.

The figure hunched over the desk trembled slightly before slowly raising its head.

In those deep eyes, a sharp, divine light coalesced for a fleeting moment before retracting, leaving them as placid as an ancient, deep well.

In his sea of consciousness, the complete blueprint for the first layer of the Shocking God Stab was no longer shrouded in fog, clearly imprinted deep within his soul.

[Cultivation Techniques: Nine Heavens Divine Body - 7th Layer (36%), Shocking God Stab - 1st Layer (0%)]

As he watched the progress bar for the Shocking God Stab appear on the system panel, Li Wen’s expression remained impassive, showing only the calm of a matter settled.

With a slight stir of his mind, his consciousness withdrew from the Fire World.

TSSSS— The virtual pod hissed open, and Li Wen sat up, a cool mist clinging to him.

He took a moment to regulate his breathing, dispelling the lingering mental fatigue from his continuous, high-intensity study. Then, without a moment’s delay, he began.

’The real Cultivation is just beginning.’ He needed to condense his very own first Primordial Spirit Thorn in the real world.

Inside the quiet room, Li Wen sat cross-legged, his mind completely immersed in his sea of consciousness.

The three-foot-tall homunculus of his Primordial Spirit, which sat enthroned in the center of his sea of consciousness and glowed with a gentle white light, now quietly opened its eyes. Reflected in its pupils were complex and unfathomable Law runes.

Invisible Spiritual Power began to surge around the miniature Primordial Spirit.

A large amount of extremely pure Primordial Spirit Power, like boiling liquid metal, was continuously forced out of the miniature Primordial Spirit’s body.

This power did not dissipate. Instead, it was tightly bound by a powerful and precise will. Under the guidance of Li Wen’s absolute will, it all gathered in front of the miniature Primordial Spirit.

Compress! Condense!

The process was not without its cost.

The light on the surface of the miniature Primordial Spirit dimmed at a visible rate, and its outline even blurred slightly—a sign that its source was being excessively consumed.

Under continuous high pressure, the density of the immense Primordial Spirit Power skyrocketed, and its very structure began to transform.

Time slowly passed in the silent struggle.

After an unknown amount of time, the surging core of energy finally stabilized.

A crystal awl, merely three inches long and almost completely translucent, now floated before the miniature Primordial Spirit.

It was unremarkable, possessing no world-shaking aura. Its form was exceedingly simple, like a basic awl.