With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 92 Cloud Mark Traits, Ancient Demonic Arts

"When studying, you should focus on maintaining your balance. Try to imagine your body as a wisp of smoke, drifting erratically."

When learning a practice, one should first learn the principles, not only knowing what it is, but also why it is.

Meng Chuan listened attentively to Master Luo's lecture, his eyes focused and meticulous.

Climbing the Cloud Ladder was one of Luo Guanyun's most famous skills when he was young, and he could talk about it endlessly.

In closing, Luo Guanyun emphasized the following:

"After reaching the peak of the Cloud Ladder, a wonderful feeling will be generated, which is vaguely similar to the sense of energy that can only be generated after a martial arts master has achieved it."

Although I feel it's not very useful, being able to simulate it in advance will still be helpful for you later.

Ki sense is a term exclusive to martial arts practitioners, much like their "sixth sense."

It enables martial artists to perceive the existence of true energy within their bodies and in the outside world.

Those who have not entered the martial arts world have no sense of qi and are completely unaware of true qi.

Only after becoming a martial artist can one perceive the constant flow of true qi, like a gentle breeze.

Most importantly, only after a martial artist has developed a sense of Qi can they use it as a guide to direct the true Qi within their body to circulate along specific routes in the meridians, thereby cultivating true skill.

After Luo Guanyun explained it clearly, Meng Chuan finally understood the mystery of the "Ladder to the Clouds".

After explaining the theory, the practical demonstration began.

For Luo Guanyun, there was no need for any explanation of the techniques for "Ascending the Cloud Ladder"; its characteristics and postures were all deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Come on, if you can't master this skill tonight, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Meng Chuan felt ashamed.

The two walked to the wall and looked at the wooden stake that Meng Chuan had previously knocked bare.

Luo Guanyun pulled out the most damaged branch with one hand, then tossed it into the air with the other.

Then, with a flash, he stepped onto the wooden stake in mid-air, and then repeated this motion in mid-air.

Each step felt like walking on invisible steps, light yet incredibly steady.

Meng Chuan gazed at his master on the stake in mid-air, as if he were a bird flying in the forest.

Luo Guanyun then stopped and began to instruct Meng Chuan:

"The key to climbing the ladder to the clouds lies in the word 'climb,' while also mastering the three kinds of footwork: lightness, agility, and skill. When you can reach the level of the Nine Revolutions of Borrowing Power, it proves that your cultivation has been perfected."

"Master, if I carry a stick with me when I go out, will I be able to fly on it forever?"

Do you know why I stopped?

"You're such a fool, kid! How many times can you last? There's gravity to consider!"

After Luo Guanyun finished speaking, he demonstrated his movement technique again, this time without jumping in a series.

Instead, he slowed down his movements and jumped only once, allowing Meng Chuan to see every detail clearly.

Meng Chuan watched intently, carefully observing his master's rise and fall, trying to understand the mystery behind it.

After practicing several more times, Luo Guanyun demonstrated the details clearly, then pulled out another wooden stake and tossed it to Meng Chuan.

"Come on, try practicing with my movements."

Meng Chuan stretched out his hand like an eagle's claw and firmly grasped the iron-core wooden stake that his master handed him.

Following Master Luo's movements, he tossed himself up with one hand and then flipped himself onto the stake.

At first, he was a little rusty, but as he practiced using the concept of flexibility in small steps, he gradually got the hang of it.

Luo Guanyun was also quite surprised. This movement technique was a completely new routine, and he didn't expect Meng Chuan to be able to perform it so well.

With more and more practice, Meng Chuan gradually figured out the key.

He carefully controlled the force exerted by his feet, with his Achilles tendon providing effective support, and at this moment he felt his body becoming increasingly light.

With a slight bend of his knees, he lightly leaped onto the wooden stake in mid-air, then reached out and pulled the stake away, throwing it even higher.

With a loud bang, Meng Chuan lost control of his strength and fell headfirst onto the roof beam.

Gently rubbing the top of his head, Meng Chuan looked at the control panel.

"We've entered the ladder to the clouds."

[Ladder to Heaven: Beginner (3%) - Awaiting Breakthrough]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Cloud Mark (Beginner)]

Meng Chuan thought to himself:

"The name Yunhen doesn't seem to have anything to do with qi perception. No wonder Master Luo hasn't reached the master level after practicing for so many years."

Seeing the rudimentary symbols behind the cloud marks, he was slightly disappointed, but it was something he had expected.

Not every second-rate martial art can produce intermediate-level traits. The Luo Family Eight Extremes is a product born from the fusion of the essence of the three religions.

Moreover, judging from its style of boxing, the difficulty of its training is no less than that of top-tier boxing techniques.

However, because the effect of Luo's Bajiquan on promoting blood and qi did not reach the level of a first-class martial art, Master Luo classified it as a second-class martial art.

Gradually, Meng Chuan discovered that there were still many unsolved mysteries waiting for him to discover on the path to breaking through limits.

For example, why would the simplest "basic boxing technique for national compulsory education" have such a super characteristic as "one certificate for life"?

Perhaps we'll find the answer to the question once he's collected enough traits.

Luo Guanyun, who was standing to the side, was very happy to see that his apprentice had mastered the skill.

The path of martial arts cultivation is fraught with thorns; one must not only go far, but also go fast.

Moreover, he was waiting for Meng Chuan to break through the limits of the Primordial Spirit Seed Thunder Technique as soon as possible, so as to change his predetermined fate.

"I'll tell you, I'll make sure you master it right here and now."

"But the main reason is that you have good talent and are willing to use your brain to think about the principles of martial arts."

"Come on, practice with me two more times to solidify your skills."

The Yong'an Police Station office building.

Inside the sheriff's office.

A young police officer knocked on the door and came in, saying:
"Chief Long, the technical department has just analyzed the sample we took from the bodies of the Hu brothers. Would you like to take a look?"

"Okay." The two entered the laboratory, where a strangely shaped small black gourd with fleshy buds was placed in a dish.

The [Demon Seed] was taken from Hu Jiaxiang's spiritual altar. With the death of its host, it also became somewhat shriveled.

The researchers carefully opened the top cover and gently lifted the base.

Upon closer inspection, one can also discover that its surface is covered with many very faint, unintelligible symbols.

As the cover opened, an eerie atmosphere immediately filled the air.

Long Jiu, wearing a mask, frowned and said:
"Is this... the so-called 'demon seed' within him?"

As far as he knew, the parasitic societies on the island nation were now extremely rampant, treating their leaders as if they were nothing.

Like a plague, they indiscriminately planted demonic seeds into the bodies of ordinary people and martial artists, calling this act "seeding".

"Yes, experiments have shown that this is the source of the mutation and the central core that controls their bodies."

After studying it, the technicians found it hard to imagine how someone could survive until now with this thing implanted inside their body.

"However, we discovered that the source of this thing is not controlled by a powerful individual demon."

"The subtle, unidentified symbols on its surface are very similar to an ancient script from an island nation. By perceiving the arrangement of the symbols, there is a certain logic between them."

"We suspect that this thing originated from a man-made, ancient demonic technique passed down in an island nation!"

Upon hearing this, Long Jiu was immediately startled, and then remained silent for a moment.

He warned:

"This matter is too complicated. The provincial authorities are coming to inspect it soon. Let's preserve this matter first and hand it over to them along with the remains of the two people and Venerable Yin."

"Then, together with the newly established Intelligent Control Department, we will continue to search for other members of the Parasite Society who may be lurking in Yong'an City, based on their social relationships and clues left on their phones."

"Yes, sir."

Long Jiu rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat irritated.

"Ancient magical arts of an island nation."

In the ancient times of the Great Chu, the emergence of every powerful demonic technique signified the beginning of a bloody storm.

With the emergence of demonic arts, countless martial artists were tempted by their powerful abilities, abandoning the righteous path and causing conflict in the martial world.

Countless innocent people were also caught up in it, resulting in the destruction of their families and the loss of their lives.

He returned to his office.

After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call to his professor at the National Union University.

The mentor is highly capable and knowledgeable; he may have heard of such bizarre demonic creatures.

"What's wrong, Long Jiu?"

A steady male voice came from the other end of the phone, which put Long Jiu at ease.

"Is the teacher in good health?"

"Let the fart go."

Having not contacted his teacher for over a year, Long Jiu seemed a little uneasy when he finally did so to ask for help.

"Teacher, I want to ask you something."

"That's it."

His teacher is the renowned Huo Sanjiang, the Demon Slayer.

He was known as the number one master of the main campus of the Northern Union University. His Demon-Subduing and Mountain-Suppressing Saber Technique had killed countless enemies. He was a grandmaster who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

His personality is as straightforward as his swordsmanship; he never wastes words.

"Teacher, you must have heard about what's been happening in Yong'an City lately. Our technical department's analysis suggests that the source might be a Japanese magical technique."
"You're very experienced, do you know of any magical techniques that can implant restrictions in other people's bodies and use killing to collect emotions as fuel for oneself?"

After a busy tone came from the other end of the phone, Huo Sanjiang paused for a moment before speaking:
“I’ve seen similar magical arts in Jiangxi Province, but they were used on corpses. This is the first time I’ve heard you use them on living people.”

"Let me tell you something, to help you broaden your thinking."

"Back when I was still the third generation, I followed Principal Ding to Jiangxi Province to deal with the Demon Nest. At that time, I also helped the local Liuwang Mountain to wipe out a group of evil corpse drivers."

“Those members of the demonic path are not normal people. They spend their days with corpses, feeding their own heart's blood to the corpses. A core that controls their movement and growth will grow inside the corpses. They also use killing to train their skills and use the corpses as resources for advancement.”

"When we finally destroyed their lair, we discovered signs of demonic activity, namely residual fluctuations in the force field."
Meanwhile, within their lair, each person's room contained strangely shaped altar items, strongly related to their practice of corpse-driving techniques.

"From your description, I can see that's the gist of it. As for any other details you might have missed, I'll ask Principal Ding for you."

Long Jiu nodded his thanks to the teacher and was about to hang up the phone.

"Don't hang up, you son of a bitch, this is a good opportunity for me to teach you a lesson."

“The area outside Yong’an City is now occupied by demons, but Principal Zheng is suppressing them, so you, as the sheriff, should have a pretty easy time.”

"Look at the chaos in the city now! I've heard a lot of rumors about you and Yong'an City even from the main campus."

Everyone bursts into laughter when they hear I'm your mentor; you're making me lose all face!

The stability of the Great Chu is among the best in the world.

Such heinous incidents as those that recently occurred in Yong'an City are rare occurrences nationwide, happening only a handful of times each year. Often, as soon as a problem arises, it is forcefully suppressed.

Those who follow the demonic path can never be completely eradicated. As long as there are people who desire great strength but do not want to train hard and instead seek shortcuts, the demonic path will never be cut off as long as the demonic lair exists.

However, it is still a minor path. The strongest demonic cultivators discovered in the Great Chu are only Grandmasters.

Everything in the world, every drink and every bite, is preordained.

Taking shortcuts in cultivating demonic arts comes at a price. Some people, after only a short time of practice, have their minds corrupted by demonic thoughts and become mere puppets who only know how to kill.

Long Jiu said dejectedly:

"I understand, teacher. I will definitely change and increase the crackdown on evil practices so that you can make the school proud."

"You're shameless! Just don't embarrass me!"

Long Jiu said loudly:

"Understood! I promise I won't embarrass you again!"

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)