The second-highest level in the Martial Arts Association.
Lin Jinglong followed Zhang Junhu into a study, where three stewards stood guard at the door.
After the two went inside...
Zhang Junhu gave instructions to the three deacons.
"You few guard the gate. No one is allowed to disturb us without my orders!"
The three looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing this.
I watched as the heavy door to the study was closed.
"What kind of magic does that kid surnamed Lin possess that makes the boss so mysterious?"
"Do you think that kid might be the vice president's illegitimate son?"
"Hey! Don't even mention illegitimate children, even biological sons don't get this kind of treatment!"
The group whispered among themselves.
One of them looked thoughtful and said in a deep voice, "Our boss is focused on cultivation. He brought the three of us to join the Martial Arts Association because he admired the methods of that Chairman Lin. Could it be that this young man surnamed Lin is actually a hidden master?"
"impossible!"
"How much cultivation level can he have at such a young age?"
The other two shook their heads repeatedly.
Inside the secluded study.
With utmost respect, Zhang Junhu took out a yellowed ancient book from a small, hidden box.
Place the ancient book on the table in front of Lin Jinglong.
"Master Lin, I've had this book for three years now, but apart from a few traces of spiritual energy, there are no words or sentences in it. It seems my understanding is too shallow. I would appreciate it if you could take a look."
Lin Jinglong picked up the yellowed ancient book.
After examining it carefully, he activated his Heavenly Eye to investigate further, and finally extended his divine sense to probe into it.
I inexplicably sensed a powerful suction force.
The suction force grew stronger and stronger, seemingly engaged in a tug-of-war with his consciousness.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Lin Jinglong seemed to be in a daze.
Zhang Junhu, standing before him, maintained a slightly bowed posture, his face solemn as he awaited Zhang Junhu's reaction.
Much later.
Lin Jinglong finally spoke slowly.
"The Immortal's Mountain-Sitting Technique? Interesting!"
"Has Master Lin made a discovery?"
Zhang Junhu couldn't wait to ask.
Lin Jinglong glanced at him, nodded calmly, and then began to explain.
"This spiritual essence is essentially a seal, locking away the true contents of the book. Apart from cultivators like myself, only martial artists with exceptional talent in spiritual sense can unlock this technique. Presumably, the person who passed on this technique was intentionally selecting a successor."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Junhu's eyes lit up.
Either you're a cultivator or a martial artist with exceptional talent. With such a high threshold, doesn't that mean this technique must be incredibly powerful?
"What are the specific details of this immortal technique?"
Zhang Junhu probed.
Lin Jinglong chuckled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and shook his head, saying, "It's not some kind of immortal technique at all, but an evil one!"
How could that be?
"The so-called immortal sitting on the mountain means that the cultivator sits on the mountaintop and waits for the mountain to rise naturally, and his cultivation level will rise accordingly. The actual cultivation method is to use a unique secret method to separate a wisp of his soul and parasitize it in another person's body."
"As the parasitized person's cultivation level increases, the cultivator's soul secretly steals or even empties the other person's soul and life force, thereby converting it into their own cultivation level!"
"This is the true meaning of the Mountain-Sitting Technique!"
Lin Jinglong offered an explanation.
Zhang Junhu's face turned ashen at these words.
"There are actually such evil cultivation techniques in this world? If the soul can inhabit more and more hosts, wouldn't it be like collecting taxes, allowing one's cultivation level to rise steadily even while lying still?"
Although the cultivation method was unorthodox, Zhang Junhu was tempted, after all, such a cultivation method was practically risk-free and highly profitable.
Lin Jinglong picked up the yellowed book.
But he revealed a mysterious smile.
"Then why don't you think about how this kind of magical or evil magic ended up in the hands of ordinary people and eventually came into your possession?"
Zhang Junhu was stunned for a moment.
He was still somewhat puzzled.
Lin Jinglong glanced at him.
"That wisp of spiritual energy just now was a wisp of the soul left behind by the person who spread this cultivation technique. If you have enough talent or your cultivation level is higher, you will be parasitized by someone else."
"ah?"
Zhang Junhu's legs went weak.
He couldn't keep his balance, cold sweat poured out, and he plopped down on the sofa.
When he looked up again, he saw that Lin Jinglong had stopped smiling and was not joking with him at all.
"So that's how it is. I understand now. The reason this cultivation technique ended up in my hands is because that powerful figure behind the scenes was secretly choosing a host. If I successfully cultivate the Mountain-Sitting Technique, once I've mastered it, I'll use my soul to parasitize someone else..."
"This cycle continues, forming a giant net that gathers the talents and strongmen of the world. But in the end, this Mountain-Sitting Technique will have a core controller who will be able to reap the benefits and command the heroes of the world!"
Zhang Junhu was almost in tears.
Having spent his entire life in the martial arts world, he had never seen such an evil martial art or such a horrifying thing.
I almost fell for their trick!
He quickly realized what was happening.
"Mr. Lin, you haven't already been..."
"No need to worry, a tiny wisp of spiritual energy can't parasitize me, but I can make the mastermind think that they have successfully parasitized me, and maybe I can lure them out."
Lin Jinglong said with a relaxed smile.
Zhang Junhu breathed a sigh of relief.
He was afraid that he would be a burden to Lin Jinglong and delay his own advancement in cultivation.
Lin Jinglong put away the yellowed book and stood up.
He glanced at Zhang Junhu's still-shaken expression and patted him on the shoulder.
"Your discovery of this unorthodox technique is a merit. I see you've already reached the Great Perfection of Martial Venerable, only one step away from the Perfect Realm. This is a perfect opportunity to lend you a helping hand!"
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