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night.

The hustle and bustle of New York was shut out by the tranquility of the villa.

Yu Mu stood on the lawn in the backyard, letting the cool moonlight pour down on him like mercury.

He was shirtless, and his bronze skin shone with a warm glow in the moonlight, making him seem not of flesh and blood, but of a perfect jade statue sculpted by the hand of a god.

His hair was as black as ink, moving without wind, and his handsome face, which blended ethereal and sinister qualities, was now as calm as a bottomless, icy pool.

Mortals look up at the bright moon, and the bright moon kisses them.

Although he has entered the Grandmaster realm, this advancement is not yet over.

[Taoist Heavenly Sect Secret Method] Autumn Waters of Ten Thousand Rivers, Still Water of the Mind, Harmony with the World, all previously cultivated to the eighth level.

After breaking through to the Grandmaster realm, his stagnant cultivation of the mental techniques could finally resume.

Moreover, the breakthrough just now was solely due to the energy of the He Shi Bi jade.

The Longevity Technique has not yet been formally practiced.

As he entered a meditative state, everything around him seemed to be muted.

The sounds of the wind, the chirping of insects, and the pulse of the distant city vanished.

No, it didn't disappear.

Instead, it was replaced by a grander rhythm.

That was Yu Mu's breathing.

One breath in, one breath out.

It seemed to be in perfect sync with the breath of this world.

The Longevity Technique within his body finally broke free from its final shackles and began to climb towards a higher level.

If the previous cultivation was like opening up streams within the body.

At this moment, it is a time when all rivers converge into the sea!

A cool breeze and a scorching heat, two completely different innate energies, no longer chased and played in distinct ways, but began to truly merge.

Like two colossal dragons of creation, they coiled and intertwined within Yu Mu's meridians, each collision generating even more powerful and refined life energy.

His body is undergoing a tremendous transformation.

The Longevity Technique, First Level, Breakthrough.

The second layer, broken.

……

It swept through the enemy without hindrance.

This supreme Taoist art, under the dual blessing of the false immortal's appearance and the He Shi Bi jade, revealed its most primitive and generous side to Yu Mu.

When the cultivation technique reaches the peak of the eighth level, an invisible barrier quietly appears.

That is the insurmountable barrier leading to the ninth level.

It is the final threshold between mortals and immortality.

Yu Mu's lips curled into a faint smile.

door?

In my world, there is no need for doors.

With a thought, that inexhaustible true energy transformed into an unstoppable torrent, crashing fiercely into that invisible barrier!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a soft, crisp sound originating from the very source of life.

Click.

broken.

The Longevity Technique, Ninth Level!

An unprecedented feeling of comfort spread throughout his body. Yu Mu felt as if he had broken free of some heavy shackles, and his soul became light.

He slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden light flashing and disappearing deep within his pupils.

Is this the ninth level of the "Longevity Mantra"?

Having broken through to this point, Mu Yin had a vague feeling that he had reached the current bottleneck in his cultivation, and what remained required was some further insight.

Moreover, he could sense that after cultivating the [Longevity Technique]...

Their own life form has become fundamentally different from that of ordinary people.

His lifespan has been extended indefinitely; the sharpest carving knife of time will find it difficult to leave any marks on him.

More importantly, his "connection" with the world became incredibly clear.

He stretched out a finger and pointed to a withered leaf by the pool not far away.

A wisp of almost imperceptible true energy, mixed with golden light, overflowed from his fingertips and disappeared into the fallen leaves.

The next second, a miracle happened.

That withered, lifeless leaf miraculously came back to life at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The withered veins were filled in again, the shriveled edges stretched out, and a vibrant green quickly replaced the lifeless yellow.

It was even greener than in the height of summer.

Yu Mu withdrew his finger, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"The cycle of life and death is determined by the mind."

He muttered to himself.

This is the power brought by the Longevity Formula, a power akin to "creation".

Although it is only the most basic application, its significance is enough to drive the so-called gods of Asgard mad.

Their divine power can destroy and reshape, but it cannot conjure "life" out of thin air.

And now, I can.

"Tony uses reactors to power cold steel, while I can communicate directly with life itself."

"This is the dimensional reduction attack of different civilization systems."

With a casual wave of his hand, the water in the pool shot into the sky, yet strangely without making a sound, condensing into a giant water mirror in mid-air.

The reflection in the water mirror wasn't his image, but rather the entire night view of New York City.

Every street, every light, and every hurried passerby is clearly reflected in the mirror.

He could even "see" Tony on the top floor of Stark Tower, frantically grabbing his hair and muttering to himself in front of a virtual screen, seemingly studying the time tablet he had brought back.

"That's interesting."

Yu Mu smiled. This was no longer a simple application of energy, but a kind of extrasensory perception produced by the resonance between the true energy of longevity and the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

If he wanted to, most of the secrets on this planet would be exposed to him.

Having become familiar with the power of the Longevity Technique, Yu Mu focused his mind on the other three techniques.

The secret methods of the Taoist Heavenly Sect.

【Autumn waters of ten thousand rivers】, 【A heart as still as water】, 【Harmony with the world】.

He had already reached the bottleneck of the eighth level in cultivating these three mental techniques.

Now, with the breakthrough in his realm, there are no more obstacles.

"break."

Yu Mu silently recited in his heart.

Almost simultaneously, the three techniques broke through the final barrier and reached the tenth level of perfection!

hum-

Yu Mu did not move, but the atmosphere in the entire backyard underwent a dramatic change in an instant.

【Ten Thousand Rivers and Autumn Waters】Completed.

Wherever his gaze fell, the enormous water mirror formed by the pool began to undergo wondrous changes.

It is no longer a simple plane, but is broken down into thousands of crystal clear water droplets, each droplet like a perfect diamond, precisely suspended in mid-air.

They rotated slowly in a mysterious trajectory, reflecting the moonlight and illuminating the entire backyard like a divine fairyland.

This is no longer about controlling water; it's about completely manipulating the concept of "water" at will.

Yu Mu even felt that he could control the water flow into various shapes with just a thought, and that he could even control the water to suffocate an ordinary person to death.

"A boring way of killing."

He shook his head, dispelling the terrifying thought.

Immediately afterwards, the state of "a calm mind" was achieved.

Everything around him changed once again in Yu Mu's perception.

If before it was a high-definition camera, now it's a quantum microscope.

He can "hear" the vibrations of dust particles in the air.

It can "see" the trajectory of every photon in the moonlight.

You can "feel" the groans that the rocks deep beneath the villa have been making for millions of years under the pressure of tectonic plates.

His heart is like a mirror polished to perfection, reflecting the universe flawlessly without being tainted by even the slightest speck of dust.

In Yu Mu's view, Emma's mental strength was like that of a barbarian who forcibly broke into someone else's house and rudely ransacked it.

As for his own "calm mind," he could see through the entire layout and furnishings of the room from outside.

High judgment.

"Absolute mental defense, and... eyes that see through everything."

Yu Mu was very satisfied with this.

Finally, there is the principle of "blending in with the world".

The moment this technique reached its perfect state, Yu Mu's figure abruptly vanished from the spot.

He did not move and did not use any spatial abilities.

He was standing there.

But the light emanating from him, the shadow beneath his feet, the breath he exhaled, his very presence... everything blended perfectly into the surrounding environment.

He transformed into the wind, into moonlight, into shadow, into air.

To mingle with the light and dust, to wander with the world.

If he doesn't want to, even Heimdall's eyes, which can see through the nine realms, won't be able to find his trace.

This is the ultimate stealth, and the most perfect assassination.

With a thought, Yu Mu's figure reappeared, as if he had never left.

The mastery of the three techniques allowed him to reach a whole new level in his understanding of power.

He no longer simply stacked abilities, but began to fuse these abilities into one and make them his own.

"Whether it's technology, magic, or divine power, it all ultimately relies on external means."

"Martial arts, however, are about cultivating oneself and seeking enlightenment for oneself."

"When one is a universe in oneself, why should one seek power from the outside world?"

Yu Mu stood in the center of the courtyard, feeling the boundless power within him that resonated with heaven and earth, and an unprecedented sense of control arose spontaneously.

He completely concealed his aura.

He simply stood there quietly, yet he seemed to become the center of this world.

In this quiet, deserted moment.

A slightly hesitant, light footstep came from the corridor not far away.

Yu Mu did not turn around, but he had already "seen" the person who came.

A pure white sleeveless short dress accentuated the girl's slender and beautiful waistline.

The moonlight shone on her signature short blonde hair, as if gilding her with a holy halo.

It's Gwen.

She stood gracefully at the boundary between shadow and moonlight, two lovely blushes appearing on her fair face, and her clear, lake-like eyes were secretly observing Yu Mu with a hint of nervousness and shyness.

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Gwen felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She just couldn't sleep at night and wanted to get some fresh air, but she never expected to see such a scene.

Although she couldn't understand what Yu Mu was doing, she could sense it.

The Yu Mu of just now is different from the Yu Mu of today.

If he was a peerless divine weapon hidden in its sheath before, its sharpness concealed, yet one could still feel its bone-chilling coldness.

So now, he is the universe itself.

It is a high mountain, a flowing river, a bright moon, and a gentle breeze.

He stood there, yet seemed to be everywhere.

That detached and otherworldly aura gave her a strange sense of peace, yet also a feeling of unreachable distance.

She clenched her little fists, trying to encourage herself.

Tomorrow... tomorrow is the welcome dance at Imperial State University.

She didn't want to go in the first place; the noisy place and the boys swarming around her like flies would only annoy her.

Especially that guy named Lightning Thompson, who, relying on being a star on the football team, always arrogantly harassed her.

But her mother insisted that she go, saying that it was an important part of university life and that she should make more friends.

friend……

Gwen's mind involuntarily conjured up the image of Yu Mu.

Since meeting him, she has found that she can no longer feel any interest in boys her own age.

Those so-called campus stars are nothing but fireflies compared to the true stars.

Their boasting and their pursuits seem so childish and ridiculous in the face of Yu Mu's nonchalant and playful attitude.

in case……

A bold idea popped into my head uncontrollably.

If only I could ask Yu Mu to be my dance partner...

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Gwen's cheeks instantly burned.

Oh my god, what am I thinking!

That's Yu Mu!

He's the man who wiped out S.H.I.E.L.D. elite agents with the flick of his finger!

He's the leader that even Tony Stark is willing to follow!

It's that being... who can even manipulate gods!

How could I... how could I dare to bother him with something as trivial and boring as a "ball"?

He'll laugh at himself, won't he?

Or, he might look at you with the kind of look you give a child looking at an interesting toy, and then... and then...

Gwen didn't want to think any further.

However, if she didn't invite him, she could almost foresee what would happen tomorrow night.

She will be surrounded by countless boring boys and relentlessly pursued by Flash Thompson. She needs to constantly refuse and deal with them with a polite but distant smile.

Just thinking about that scene made her feel suffocated.

But if Yu Mu were by my side...

As long as he stands there, no rugby star or rich kid would dare to even get within three meters of her.

It will be a night of unparalleled peace and tranquility.

The temptation was too great.

Ultimately, the desire for peace and tranquility overcame the shyness and fear in her heart.

Gwen took a deep breath, as if she had made some momentous decision, and finally emerged from the shadows.

She walked step by step toward the figure standing like a god under the moon.

Yu Mu slowly turned around, a faint smile on his face, and looked at her calmly.

"What's wrong?" His voice was gentle, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"I... um..."

Gwen's tongue seemed to be tied in knots; all the prepared rhetoric vanished the moment she met his deep, all-seeing eyes.

Her face turned even redder. She lowered her head, her gaze falling on her white canvas shoes, her two index fingers unconsciously touching each other.

The girl's voice, barely audible, was remarkably clear in the quiet courtyard.

"Tomorrow...there's a dance at our school tomorrow..."

"I...I need a dance partner..."

"So...so I wanted to ask you...would you...be my dance partner?"