"Reclaiming the ultimate physical form?"
Jiang Yuan was clearly startled, because Liu Zhaodi herself possessed both spiritual and soul energy. One of them was unfamiliar with the physical body and dared not speak, while the other did not interfere with his cultivation. Therefore, she had never cared about his ancient martial arts cultivation. But now she was telling him to return to the ultimate physical body.
To know how difficult it is to reach the pinnacle of physical strength, it's not something that can be achieved casually. Back then, he used the Eternal Sacred Body and various opportunities to reach the pinnacle of the first three levels of ancient martial arts. Now, after so many years of not cultivating, it is extremely difficult to pick up ancient martial arts again and surpass his former self.
“You are a practitioner of ancient martial arts, so you should understand the ultimate power of the physical body better than I do,” Liu Zhaodi said.
“This is indeed a good idea. Although my cultivation level is not currently apparent, my physical strength is still there. Pursuing the ultimate physical strength might be the most suitable option.” Jiang Yuan nodded in agreement with Liu Zhaodi’s statement.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zhaodi continued, "During this period, I also ordered the merchants below to investigate the whereabouts of the Ancient Martial Nine Heavens Ultimate Shackles. We have already found out the whereabouts of several shackles, but the other party is either unwilling to sell or has a very high price, so we can only proceed cautiously."
“Not only the ultimate shackles, but also the nine arts of the human race! Even the last potential.” Jiang Yuan’s eyes became burning. Since he was going to pursue the ultimate physical body, he had to reach the ultimate. And the ultimate physical body would definitely have to be combined with the secret arts of the human race.
The Nine Arts of Humanity contain countless years of human practice, representing the essence of millennia of accumulated knowledge and wisdom. Even with Jiang Yuan's exceptional talent, he cannot compare with a secret art that has been refined and improved countless times over countless years by countless people in just a few decades.
"It seems you've already made up your mind." Liu Zhaodi said, putting her hands together in prayer, then closing her eyes and beginning to mutter something.
Jiang Yuan looked at Liu Zhaodi's familiar ceremony and realized what she was doing.
This is the wish-granting power inherent in the Lucky Space, which can, to some extent, fulfill the wishes of the person making the wish.
However, cause and effect are conserved in this world; there is never a free lunch. What you get for no reason today is destined to be repaid in some way.
"Buzz".
The Lucky Space shone brightly, and a piece of golden paper condensed from the void, finally landing in Liu Zhaodi's hand.
This wasn't the first time Jiang Yuan had seen gold paper. The secret he obtained from the armory was recorded on gold paper, a crystallization of human wisdom.
"To comfort a wounded person, I, a humble woman, offer you a secret technique." Liu Zhaodi solemnly placed the gold paper in Jiang Yuan's hand.
Jiang Yuan looked closely and saw that this was the Flesh Secret, one of the Nine Arts of the Human Race, and the only one of the Nine Arts that had been lost. Now it had been summoned back by Liu Zhaodi with the power of luck.
"Meat Secret." Jiang Yuan looked at the mysterious characters on it and felt a sense of unreality.
He never expected that the Nine Arts of the Human Race could be obtained so easily.
"I know I'm very powerful, but don't look at me like that. This Flesh Secret is an exception; it's the only one of the nine human arts that I can summon. As for the others, you'll have to figure it out yourself." Liu Zhaodi felt uneasy under Jiang Yuan's gaze.
Jiang Yuan quickly looked away. He didn't mean to ask Liu Zhaodi to find the Nine Arts again, but he was genuinely surprised that this method of obtaining the Nine Arts of the Human Race was so convenient that anyone would envy it.
"Alright, there are still ninety days until the God of Slaughter mission ends. Let's wait until this part is over before leaving!" After giving the meat secret to Jiang Yuan, Liu Zhaodi planned to stay here with him. Only by escaping the God of Slaughter mission would Jiang Yuan be completely safe.
"Only ten days have passed?" Jiang Yuan was somewhat dazed, because he had spent a hundred days inside the spatial stone slab. Considering the flow of time, it had only been one day outside, but the time difference still made him feel very unreal.
"Alright, you should focus on cultivating the Flesh Secret Technique. You don't need to worry about anything else." Liu Zhaodi brought him to the Arctic to avoid unnecessary pursuit.
"Zhao Di, I want to go back to China!"
Jiang Yuan suddenly said something that Liu Zhaodi would definitely not agree to: he wanted to go back to China; he couldn't hide here.
"no!"
Liu Zhaodi's answer was resolute. She warned, "Going back to China now will only lead to your death. The allure of a divine position is so great that it's enough to tempt even a decaying demigod. As soon as you appear, countless powerful figures will come to kill you. It's impossible for us to contend with the whole world."
"Zhao Di, you should know that China is under siege, right?" Jiang Yuan's tone was somewhat downcast. He had only just learned of this information through Gong Suxin.
As for others, the Lucky Space completely blocked them out, and only Gong Suxin, who had established a telepathic connection with him, could transmit messages to him.
Gong Suxin described the situation in China as a matter of life and death. Because they could not find him, the alien races collectively attacked the Chinese people, trying to coerce him into appearing.
However, because Liu Zhaodi hid him, China had no choice but to grit its teeth and accept the alien invasion for the next ten days.
“In Wanshan City of Lizhou, twelve of the top 100 races have gathered. They have given Huaxia only one month. If they do not see you within a month, they will raze Lizhou to the ground, and even the entire Huaxia!” Liu Zhaodi said this calmly, without any sense that this war was caused by Jiang Yuan.
The racial battlefield is brutal; if a race is forced to give up something under pressure, then that race has already begun its decline.
"Little Dumpling and the Tomb Maiden are there, right?" Jiang Yuan sighed. He was like a whirlpool, sweeping everyone around him, and no one could escape it.
“That’s right, not just them, all the forces in China are focusing their attention there.” Liu Zhaodi no longer hid anything, which was why she didn’t recommend using the space stone tablet for cultivation. If she hadn’t used the space stone tablet before, the God of Slaughter mission would already be over, and she wouldn’t need to worry about anything else.
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