Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 225: Chapter 172: Celestial Concealment Divine Master Arrives—Continue the Music, Continue the Dance

”Fuse!”

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t hesitate and selected Fusion.

[Cyan Lotus Sword Technique (Perfection), Fiery Sun Unrivaled Swordsmanship (Perfection), Immortal-slaying Celestial Blade (Perfection), Immortal Technique fusing... Fusion complete, obtained Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique!]

[Proud Divine Fist (Perfection), Demon Dragon World Destruction Fist (Perfection), Dragon Roar World Destruction Fist (Perfection), Fist Technique fusing... Fusion complete, obtained Dragon God World Destruction Fist!]

The next moment, a system prompt popped up on the screen again.

”Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique? Dragon God World Destruction Fist?”

Lin Chang’sheng glanced at the simplified Immortal Technique names; just hearing them sounded anything but simple.

[Detected Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique. Spend 3500 Spirit Stones to simplify?]

[Detected Dragon God World Destruction Fist. Spend 3500 Spirit Stones to simplify?]

”Yes!”

Lin Chang’sheng clicked to confirm again.

[Great Dao is Simple: Simplifying Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique... Simplifying... Simplification complete... Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique == Hold a Blade and Watch a Fairy Dance!]

[Great Dao is Simple: Simplifying Dragon God World Destruction Fist... Simplifying... Simplification complete... Dragon God World Destruction Fist == Destroy Everything!]

”Hold a Blade and Watch a Fairy Dance? Destroy Everything? Aren’t these requirements a bit much?”

Lin Chang’sheng looked at the results of the simplification.

He immediately felt a bit baffled.

Did he have to find an actual fairy and get her to dance for him?

How the hell would that work?

”Or maybe a female cultivator counts? Since they’re cultivating immortality, technically they’re fairies, right? But that’s still pretty damn hard!”

”Maybe I should just find a woman so beautiful she looks like a fairy to dance for me! Who knows, might just work!”

Lin Chang’sheng quietly plotted in his heart.

Most cultivators had unbending pride—a woman like that agreeing to dance was harder than climbing to heaven.

He’d oversimplified once before and managed to get Consort Ling and the others to dance.

But that was only because they were stuck in a deadly situation in the Spirit-Seizing Land and had no other choice.

If someone’s life isn’t at stake, who’d willingly dance for you out of nowhere?

”Looks like I’ll have to go back to the Great Yu Imperial City, find a few drop-dead gorgeous women to dance and see if it works. If not, I’ll have to look for a fellow cultivator and hope for the best.”

Lin Chang’sheng already had a plan in mind.

As for the ”Destroy Everything” requirement for Dragon God World Destruction Fist, that would be much easier.

Just smash stuff up and he’d get experience points.

Thinking of this, Lin Chang’sheng picked up a rock from the side and crushed it in his hand.

Boom—

The fist-sized chunk of stone exploded instantly with a crisp crack.

Dragon God World Destruction Fist Experience +1!

”So it really works! As long as I destroy things, I get experience points!”

Since that was the case, this was going to be a breeze.

Lin Chang’sheng walked out of the cave.

With a wave, he summoned the Godslaying Blade and began hacking his way through the surrounding forest.

Rumble—

Boom! Boom! Boom!—

Dragon God World Destruction Fist Experience +1!

Dragon God World Destruction Fist Experience +1!

Dragon God World Destruction Fist Experience +1!

....

Amid the thunderous explosions, the experience bar for Dragon God World Destruction Fist shot up wildly.

In less than half the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he maxed out Dragon God World Destruction Fist’s proficiency.

This simplification was easy as pie—just destroy stuff and experience points roll in.

Stones, trees, flowers, grass—

It all counted as destruction.

”Let’s test the power of this fist.”

Lin Chang’sheng put away the Godslaying Blade, channeled his magical power, and let his fist emanate a brilliant light.

”Hraaah—!”

He shouted, then punched toward a mountain a hundred yards away.

Roar—

As soon as the punch flew out, a mighty Divine Dragon spiraled out along the fist’s aura, unleashing a deafening roar as it shot forward to strike the mountain.

Rumble—

The instant the Divine Dragon Fist Aura collided with the mountainside—

The entire forest shook, rocks flew everywhere.

When the earthquake finally settled down, the hundred-yard-tall mountain ahead had vanished—gone as if it had evaporated.

All that remained was a giant crater, a hundred yards long and wide, gouged deep into the ground.

That said it all—this punch was ridiculously powerful.

”Goddamn, that’s one domineering fist technique!”

Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help but be a little rattled, but also very satisfied with his punch.

”Time to go back and grind experience for the Unrivaled Immortal Slaying Technique.”

Lin Chang’sheng saw that his martial arts training was getting somewhere and decided to switch over and grind saber technique experience.

He craved cultivation more than anything now.

After all, having a Nascent Soul powerhouse looming over him was like living under a mountain—constant pressure.

...

Three days later, inside a side hall of the Great Yu Imperial Palace.

A group of musicians played a charming melody, and a troop of women as beautiful as fairies danced elegantly in the center of the hall.

At the very top of the hall sat a young man gripping a long saber.

The youth watched the dancers as he practiced wielding his saber, attuning himself to its every change.

The one watching the dance was Lin Chang’sheng.

He discovered that just watching women as beautiful as fairies dance was enough to gain experience in his Unrivaled Sword Technique.

Progress was a bit slow—

But some grind was better than none.

However, when Yu Wenjing found out about this, her face turned bright red with anger.

Fuming, she tracked Lin Chang’sheng down to the hall.

Lin Chang’sheng might have contributed a lot to Great Yu, but now was not the time for games!

He’d been at it for three full days; Yu Wenjing was afraid he was losing his drive, would forget his purpose, and abandon his pursuit of the Immortal Dao.

”Your Majesty!”

Yu Wenjing, dressed in a phoenix robe, looked unfathomably noble.

Everyone around, seeing her enter, dropped to their knees. ”Your Majesty!” they all called out respectfully.

”All of you—leave us.”

Yu Wenjing waved her arm, her face clearly annoyed.

If Lin Chang’sheng needed something, she would have helped—hell, she might have...

But she never expected Lin Chang’sheng to get so fixated, having so many palace maids entertain him—

For three freaking days straight.

”Wait!”

Just as the musicians and women were about to withdraw—

Lin Chang’sheng interrupted, because he was just a step away from perfecting the Unrivaled Sword Technique.

”Wenjing, it’s not what you think—I’m doing this for another reason!”

Lin Chang’sheng quickly explained. Judging from Yu Wenjing’s face, he could tell she’d totally misunderstood.

She totally thought he was just some guy who couldn’t get enough booze and women.

”Chang’sheng, I know I don’t have the right to lecture you, but don’t forget, you’re an Immortal Master—don’t throw yourself away!”

Yu Wenjing had a lot she wanted to say to Lin Chang’sheng.

But in the end none of it came out.

She knew she was just a mortal—what right did she have to scold Lin Chang’sheng?

If it wasn’t for Lin Chang’sheng, the Great Yu Imperial City would’ve already been destroyed.

So, she just left those words hanging as she turned to leave.

”Wenjing, I swear it’s not like that—”

”Hm?”

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to explain himself—

He suddenly sensed an immense Divine Sense sweeping over him.

”He’s finally here.”

Lin Chang’sheng released his own Divine Sense.

In an instant, he sensed an incomparably powerful aura, dozens of times stronger than the peak of Golden Core Late Stage, racing straight for the Imperial City from a thousand miles away.

This was none other than the Celestial Concealment Divine Master from the Beimu Immortal Race.

This Master was at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Cultivation—Lin Chang’sheng didn’t stand a chance in a straight fight.

If he could just not lose, it would be a miracle.

But with the enemy on their way, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t just run.

If he did, the enemy would definitely vent his fury on the millions of people in the Great Yu Imperial City—especially Yu Wenjing.

”What must come, comes. Then I’ll fight!”

Lin Chang’sheng made a crazily bold decision.

He was going to challenge a Nascent Soul powerhouse as a Golden Core cultivator.

If he told anyone what he was planning, they’d think he was insane—had a death wish.

Trying to pit Golden Core Middle Stage cultivation against a Middle Stage Nascent Soul? That was pure fantasy.

”Keep playing music, keep dancing!”

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t have time to explain to Yu Wenjing. With a powerful enemy approaching, he desperately needed another trump card.

Even if the perfected Unrivaled Sword Technique couldn’t finish off Celestial Concealment with such monstrous cultivation—

It could still give him a slight edge.

”You—”

Yu Wenjing was so infuriated by his words that her eyes filled with tears—she looked as if she’d been grievously wronged.