Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Lu Jin leaned back in her chair.

The rattan chair creaked softly, its eyes glancing sideways at Chen Chen.

Lu Jin remained silent for a while.

Chen Chen was someone he had watched grow up. He remembered that Linglong had told him about a fellow practitioner at Baiyun Temple when she was little, but that was several years ago and he hadn't paid much attention to it at the time.

Looking back now, the fact that Lu Linglong's problems have been resolved peacefully until now might be partly due to the hard work of others.

I don't have presbyopia.

The person sitting in front of him was not Chen Chen himself.

It is the Yang spirit.

"Linglong has always had this temper. You can't persuade her otherwise."

Lu Jin looked at Chen Chen, at this moment he was both a loving elder and a parent who was grateful to him.

"Over the years, I'm so grateful to you for taking care of Linglong."

Lu Jin's gaze swept toward the door of the study.

The scab on Lu Linglong's forehead was still right in front of him.

"You want the Heavenly Record, what's your reason?"

Chen Chen knew very well that Lu Jin was a stubborn person, and he was actually quite awkward in situations where flexibility was needed.

Even the Old Celestial Master is no exception, and I will be no different.

Looking at Lu Jin, the warmth in his gaze gradually faded, turning into indifference.

Lu Jin looked at the silent Chen Chen, wondering what he was thinking.

Once you reach a certain level, there are some things you don't need to ask about in detail.

There are also things about the old master Zhang Zhiwei that cannot be said too clearly.

If someone at the Yang Shen realm sits across from you and asks for something, it's not the Eight Extraordinary Techniques themselves that they're asking for.

For someone who can cultivate the Eight Extraordinary Techniques to such a level on their own, there is no need for unnecessary distraction.

Technique is the end, principle is the foundation.

When a person has cultivated their sexual skills to the level of Yang Shen, their perspective on the Eight Extraordinary Techniques will be different from that of ordinary people.

As for the purpose, Chen Chen didn't want to say.

Lu Jin suddenly recalled the scene when he stopped the old master on the grassland.

That old bull-nose guy seems to be one too...

The old master was different from me; he was more natural and wouldn't be as awkward as I was when it came to emotions.

At that time, it was less about calling him Zhang Zhiwei and more about him truly "becoming" a Celestial Master.

Celestial Master... Zhengyi...

Lu Jin gazed at the young Yang God's body before her.

Quanzhen...

As if she had figured something out, Lu Jin suddenly stood up.

I walked to the desk, opened the drawer, flipped to the bottom, and took out a blue paper book. The corners were slightly worn, but it was well preserved overall.

"Take it, this is the original."

Chen Chen stood up and took the notebook with both hands.

It's probably easy to guess what Lu Jin has figured out; it's much easier for him to figure it out himself than for me to explain it to him.

"exquisite."

There was no response from outside the door, but Lu Jin knew she was still there.

"You'll be staying home for the next period of time. You're not allowed to go anywhere."

Lu Jin didn't wait for a reply, opened the study door and went out.

The hallway lights were dimmer than those in the study.

Lu Linglong stood against the wall, with Lu Lin beside her.

Neither of them had moved an inch.

Lu Jin glanced at her.

"Did you hear me?"

"...I heard you."

Lu Jin walked past her and returned to her bedroom.

The corridor fell silent.

Lu Linglong pressed the back of her head against the wall again, exhaled, and blew a stray hair from her forehead.

Chen Chen came out and caught a glimpse of Lu Linglong's embarrassed state.

Lu Linglong felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, and she instinctively wanted to turn her face away.

"Zhang Chulan and you guys played it."

Lu Linglong and Lu Lin were stunned for a moment. At this moment, in Chen Chen's eyes, a faint blue halo emanated from the depths of their pupils.

"Don't follow Zhang Chulan around anymore."

Lu Linglong leaned against the wall and crossed her arms over her chest.

"When did you learn to talk to me like that, old woman?"

At that time, she complained that he was too controlling. He would urge her to get up early to practice her skills, he would urge her to finish copying the alchemical texts, and he would urge her to wear too little clothing in winter.

tsk...

"You just learned your lesson from the Tang Clan, are you itching for a beating again?"

Lu Linglong raised her hand and touched her forehead. The edge of the scab was itchy, but she resisted the urge to pick at it.

"So what?"

"Your great-grandfather has already told you to stay at home."

"He tells me to stay, so I'll stay? Humph!"

Chen Chen shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly.

"After a while, your great-grandfather's affairs will be settled. Don't run around before then."

Lu Linglong immediately deflated, having just mustered the courage to raise her hand to grab Chen Chen.

Chen Chen shook his head slightly and disappeared from the spot.

The corridor light fell directly on the empty blue brick.

Her hand, which was raised halfway, stopped in mid-air.

"...Who is it?"

Lu Lin finally spoke up from the side.

"Let's go."

……

……

The ice cave on Mount Everest.

Chen Chen opened his eyes.

The moment I returned to my place, the sensations in my body surged back from all directions like a tide.

After the Yang spirit returned to its place, the sea of ​​consciousness did not immediately calm down.

Gray fog surged out from some corner, its ripples pushing away all external perception.

The origin space has been opened.

"You've made a breakthrough."

"Yang Shen" (Yang Spirit).

In the Quanzhen system of the One-Man World, Yang Shen represents the culmination of sexual cultivation. Translated into the cultivation system of the Mortal World, it corresponds to the early tempering of the Primordial Spirit.

Before reaching the Core Formation stage, the primordial spirit of mortal cultivators usually grows passively along with their cultivation level, without any path to actively refine their spirit.

Generally, only special techniques like the Great Evolution Technique can temper one's spiritual consciousness.

"When you reach this stage in your sexual practice, the outlines in the original space will become more solid. You'll have to experience the specific effects yourself when you get back."

Hinata Dust paused for a moment.

"Is the caged bird reacting?"

"no."

Hinata Chen was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face.

The mortal Chen Chen chimed in. "Translating the void talisman drawing technique from the Tongtian Lu should probably allow me to jump one level in talisman-making. Currently, even advanced beginner-level talismans still rely on talisman paper and ink. Once your understanding catches up, I should be able to try creating talismans with my bare hands."

"It's not just about drawing talismans."

"The essence of the Tongtianlu is to manipulate the objective world with subjective intention."

The mortal Chen Chen's eyes flickered, and he understood the unspoken meaning in the words of the other man Chen Chen.

"The objective world, my objective world, isn't it just... the Way of Heaven?"

A fourth figure emerged from the mist.

He walked out with a leisurely gait, one hand still rubbing the back of his neck.

Tian Zechen.

"The High School of Spellcasting is exorcising a level-two cursed spirit; it's been delayed for a while. Has it arrived yet?"

Chen Chen nodded to one of them.

Hinata Chen was standing nearby but did not participate in the discussion.

His world had neither talismans nor formations, but when he spoke, he steered the conversation in a more practical direction.

"Where's the caged bird?"

"The Caged Bird Technique is merely a sealing technique; it cannot compare to the Heavenly Talisman."

Chen Chen smiled as he looked at Hinata Chen's white eyes.

"This was specially prepared for you."

Thank you.

The gray fog rolled back from the four corners, and after all the outlines were cleared away, the original space returned to an endless gray expanse.

Konoha Village.

On the edge of the Hyuga clan's settlement, in a small single room.

Hinata Dust opened his eyes.