79: Chapter 79 Heavenly Skill Forging Martial Arts, Obsessed with Demonic Arts!

Deep within the Sea of Consciousness, the heavenly book of prison suppression glowed with an unprecedented golden light.

Chen Ran keenly sensed the change in his Golden Finger. As he fully digested 140 years of cultivation base, he stabilized at the Middle Stage of the Meridian Opening Realm.

The thick pages of the heavenly book of prison suppression actually turned on their own, revealing a new chapter.

Archaic characters slowly emerged in his consciousness.

[Trait Awakening: Heavenly Technique Forges Martial Arts]

[Analysis: Cultivation base is like the sea, capable of forging ten thousand laws. The host can consume cultivation base to directly infuse it into mastered Cultivation Techniques, forcibly raising the Realm of the technique and completing cultivation memories.]

Chen Ran looked at these lines, his breathing paused slightly, and then a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough.

In his previous cultivation, he could vaguely feel that the heavenly book of prison suppression had changed.

At the very beginning, his cultivation base was just directly superimposed onto his body, equivalent to constantly improving his physical fitness.

Moreover, it could originally only passively stuff the settlement's Cultivation Technique memories into his mind, letting him know the 'what' but not the 'why'.

But until recently, he suddenly discovered that the daily settled cultivation base could also be invested into Cultivation Techniques.

Each investment was equivalent to gaining one year of cultivation experience.

"Is this because the cultivation speed of an ordinary person for one year is too slow, so it lets me choose for myself?"

Chen Ran's thoughts turned like lightning, and he quickly understood.

The change in the heavenly book of prison suppression was not without warning, but premeditated.

Chen Ran looked at the nearly brand-new golden book in his Sea of Consciousness.

The book floated in mid-air, emitting a mysterious aura. As the number of imprisoned criminals gradually increased, the aura of the heavenly book of prison suppression became deeper, as if it were also recovering its strength.

This Golden Finger of his was probably not as simple as he had imagined.

Chen Ran narrowed his eyes, not dwelling on it in his heart.

After all, even Reincarnation had happened, let alone just an extra book in his mind...

As his focus concentrated, the panel of the heavenly book of prison suppression also appeared before his eyes.

[Host: Chen Ran]

[Realm: Meridian Opening Realm, Middle Stage]

[Accumulated Cultivation Base: 140 Years]

[Investable Cultivation Base: 10 Years]

[Cultivation Techniques: Blood Transformation Great Art (Entry Level), Mad Tiger Saber Technique (Major Achievement), Red Lotus Karmic Fire Scripture (Major Achievement), Tortoise Breathing Art (Perfection), ...]

Streams of information appeared in front of him; this panel was different from usual.

The extra 'Investable Cultivation Base' was clearly the effect of the [Heavenly Technique Forges Martial Arts] trait.

"It's equivalent to having an extra option on top of the original foundation. This ten years of cultivation base should be what I've accumulated during this period..."

Chen Ran looked at the Cultivation Techniques on his panel, a sense of achievement welling up in his heart.

"The reason I, Chen Ran, can be where I am today is all thanks to my step-by-step, day-after-day accumulation..."

As his focus concentrated, the Cultivation Techniques on the panel enlarged rapidly, and a symbol appeared on the right side.

[Cultivation Technique: Blood Transformation Great Art (Entry Level) ↑, Mad Tiger Saber Technique (Major Achievement) ↑]

"Is this the progress of the investable Cultivation Technique?"

Chen Ran quickly understood the meaning and laughed loudly,

"Heavenly book, add points for me!"

He did not hesitate, his gaze directly locking onto the dark red light emitting a fierce aura in the corner of his Sea of Consciousness.

Blood Transformation Great Art

This is an extremely evil and dangerous Demonic Technique that requires devouring the flesh and blood of living creatures to refine True Qi.

Precisely because of this, ordinary Martial Artists, if they do not have extremely strong willpower, are easily backlashed by blood energy during the cultivation process, becoming crazy and turning into monsters that only know how to kill.

This is also the biggest reason why it is called a Demonic Technique; all Martial Artists who practice this technique eventually go insane and lose their minds.

But Chen Ran had no fear.

He had the Noble Heart-Calming Mantra to cleanse his state of mind, and even more so, the unreasonable existence of the [heavenly book of prison suppression] as a safety net.

"Invest ten years of cultivation base."

Chen Ran thought to himself.

Boom!

The dark red light in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly exploded, like a bloody sun rising in the sky.

Immediately after, a vast stream of information accompanied by terrifying True Qi fluctuations violently rushed into his brain and limbs.

In an instant, countless strange memory fragments flashed crazily before his eyes.

In the memories, he wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, fighting, absorbing flesh and blood, and refining the Cultivation Technique.

Constantly repeating, constantly cultivating...

Chen Ran opened his eyes faintly.

"Ugh..."

He groaned, and his forehead was instantly covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.

At this moment, a layer of strange blood-colored patterns appeared on his skin.

The True Qi in his body churned like boiling water, and the originally upright and peaceful inner Qi was being assimilated and purified bit by bit by that overbearing Devilish Qi.

If it were an ordinary Martial Artist, under the dual impact of this memory and blood energy, their sanity would have long since collapsed.

Chen Ran gritted his teeth, silently digesting the impact.

Time passed bit by bit.

I don't know how long it had been, but the alarming blood-colored patterns on his skin slowly faded under the skin, and the boiling blood energy returned to calm.

Chen Ran opened his eyes.

A flash of scarlet light flickered in his eyes.

[You have been engrossed in cultivating the Demonic Technique Blood Transformation Great Art for several years, your mind is firm, and you have gained some insights...]

[Cultivation Technique: Blood Transformation Great Art (Entry Level) → Blood Transformation Great Art (Minor Achievement)]

He slowly raised his right hand.

His fingertips moved slightly, and a wisp of dark red True Qi lingered on his fingertips.

This True Qi was extremely condensed, emitting a cold aura.

This was the 'Crimson Blood' refined by the Blood Transformation Great Art. At this moment, his Crimson Blood was several times more solid than before.

Chen Ran flicked his finger.

Swoosh!

That wisp of Crimson Blood was like an arrow leaving the string, instantly piercing the hard wooden table three feet away, leaving a small hole with charred edges, without even making a sound.

"What terrifying penetrating power and corrosiveness..."

Chen Ran looked at the hole and gasped.

And this was just a wisp of Crimson Blood.

If it were in a life-and-death battle, and this Crimson Blood were injected into an enemy's body, that violent corrosive power would instantly destroy the opponent's Meridians and internal organs, and even a god couldn't save them.

More importantly, this Crimson Blood was completely under his control, as flexible as an arm, with no signs of going berserk or backlash.

"The reason a Demonic Technique is a Demonic Technique is that those who cannot master it become demons."

Chen Ran withdrew his hand, the blood color on his palm faded away, and it returned to its original appearance.

He whispered to himself: "Too many people have wasted this technique. Only in my hands can it unleash its true effect."

"This kind of Demonic Technique is meant to be used by me!"

Ten years of cultivation base in exchange for the Blood Transformation Great Art entering the Minor Achievement stage—this deal was well worth it.

Feeling the increasingly majestic and dangerous power in his body, Chen Ran closed his eyes contentedly, calming the fluctuations of his breath caused by the recent Breakthrough.

The next morning.

The air in the prison was still cold and damp, mixed with the musty and bloody smell that never dissipated all year round.

Chen Ran was dressed neatly, wearing the fitting Demon Suppression Division uniform, with a set of keys and a standard saber hanging at his waist, slowly swaying back to the Cell Block D.

Just as he arrived at the door of the guard room, a jailer named Zhao Heizi sneaked up to him.

"Master Chen, you've finally come."

Zhao Heizi lowered his voice, looked left and right, with a guilty look.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Chen Ran glanced at him.

"Last night, Captain Li interrogated the prisoner named Xu Kui overnight," Zhao Heizi swallowed, leaned to Chen Ran's ear, "I heard... he used severe torture, and that kid couldn't take it and spilled a big secret!"

Chen Ran's eyes narrowed.

Xu Kui? That ruffian from the Flying Bear Gang he had casually sent in yesterday at the teahouse?

He originally thought it was just an ordinary public order case, and Li Changfeng had just conveniently done him a favor and turned it into a capital offense.

Why, was there something else behind this?

"What secret?" Chen Ran's tone was flat, revealing no emotion.

Zhao Heizi's voice dropped even lower, almost whispering:

"That Xu Kui said that his going to the teahouse to cause trouble yesterday was not a coincidence at all. Someone spent a lot of money to instigate him specifically to target the Young Miss of the Su Family!"

Chen Ran paused, thought for a moment, and said:

"Take me there."