621: Chapter 619 Records [Nothing Is Invincible]

“Blood Body...”

A strange look flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes.

This actually had a similar effect to his exclusive skill, [I Will Not Die].

Both could withstand a single instance of fatal damage.

The difference was that [I Will Not Die] could not rapidly reconstruct flesh and blood or repair injuries, making it slightly inferior to [Blood Body] in that regard.

However, Chu Xuan's [I Will Not Die] had already reached Rank 5, allowing him to retain 5 health points when taking fatal damage, which was slightly better than [Blood Body].

Furthermore, the higher the Rank of [I Will Not Die], the more health points he would retain upon receiving fatal damage.

In addition, Chu Xuan also had the passive trait [Regeneration], which did not consume spirituality value, and the Fire of Nirvana, which could materialize to fill in flesh, blood, and bones.

Chu Xuan could be considered to have had a low-end version of [Blood Body] for a long time.

Coupled with [Unyielding], another passive skill that did not consume any spirituality value.

In the long run, if all of these skills reached max level, their combination would not be inferior to [Blood Body], and would even far surpass it.

But for now, possessing the page that recorded [Blood Body] gave Chu Xuan one more chance to negate fatal damage.

This undoubtedly greatly increased his chances of survival.

“Chu Xuan, I borrowed so much spirituality value from you before and can't pay it back yet, so this Blood Body skill can count as a bit of interest,” Han Feng said, looking slightly embarrassed.

Hearing this, Chu Xuan smiled freely. “If I really end up saving my life with this Talent skill of yours one day, its value will far exceed those spirituality values.”

As he spoke, Chu Xuan put the skill page into his Exclusive Space. He planned to have Qin Shaowu extend its duration once more before the World Mission began.

A life-saving treasure like this in critical moments was always much better to have than not, even if it ended up going unused.

“Brother Xuan, don't forget my contribution!” Qin Shaowu quickly claimed credit.

“Didn't you just condense a single page? What contribution is that?” Han Feng scoffed. “In the end, doesn't it still rely on me?”

Qin Shaowu curled his lips and said, without losing any of his smugness, “Without me, could this skill of yours be put to such great use?”

Han Feng scoffed again, turning his head away and falling silent.

“Hehe!” At this moment, Bai Yunfei, who was standing nearby, chimed in, “Brother Shaowu, how about letting me Record one too?”

As he spoke, Bai Yunfei tossed his slightly sticky hair and wriggled his body, looking uncomfortable as if he was itchy all over.

“Hehe,” Qin Shaowu let out a dry laugh. “Brother Fei, don't waste my skill pages. It's too much of a waste.”

“What? Do you look down on Brother Fei's low Rank? Or do you think my spirit pills are filthy?” Bai Yunfei glared and said,

“I even guided you for a few days back then, did you forget so quickly? Once, when your life was hanging by a thread, you ate a whopping ten of my spirit pills. Why didn't you look down on them then?”

“Cough, cough!” Qin Shaowu coughed a few times. “My point is, your spirit pills can only be made by you. They wouldn't work as well for anyone else, so recording them would be an absolute waste.”

“That's more like it.” Bai Yunfei crossed his arms, casually rolled out a small mud pill, and snorted with a smile:

“The medicinal efficacy of my spirit pills has increased significantly. If placed in the System mall, they could sell for at least 50 spirituality value. Yet you guys still look down on them. You really don't know how to appreciate good things.”

“Heh, please look at yourself objectively. Those aren't spirit pills; they are dirt pills!” Zhao Hongchan finally couldn't take it anymore and urged, “Stand further away. I can't stand your smell, and I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating you up.”

Bai Yunfei immediately shut his mouth and stepped aside.

Chu Xuan did not tease Bai Yunfei. Instead, he smiled, patted Qin Shaowu on the shoulder, and said, “Give me another 100 of these skill pages later.”

“100 pages? Brother Xuan, stop joking.”

Qin Shaowu grimaced. “For this thing, every extra page I condense a day increases the cost by a stacking 100 spirituality value. And once the cost stacks up to 1,000 spirituality value, condensing more pages will start stacking again with 1,000 as the base.”

Chu Xuan nodded and said, “Then just give me one first. Let me study it.”

“That's not a problem!”

Qin Shaowu raised his right hand. After more than ten seconds, a blank golden skill page condensed and was handed over to Chu Xuan.

[You have obtained a skill page. You can Record one of your skills using this page within 48 hours.

Note 1: When you Record a skill using this page, the consumption and limitations are identical to when you cast the skill normally.

Note 2: Recording a skill has a low probability of failure. If the recording fails three consecutive times, the skill page will disappear.]

“Recording a skill is identical to casting it normally...”

Chu Xuan shook his head, abandoning his plan to Record [Precognitive Dream] and [Dream Return] using this skill page.

If the recording failed, it would be an absolute, devastating loss.

This skill page was similar to Azure Dragon's Copy. The difference was that a [Copy] skill could only be used by oneself.

On the other hand, a [Record] skill could be given to others to use.

Based on Azure Dragon's previous failures to consecutively Copy his Precognitive Dream Talent, as well as his failure to Copy Tang Zheng's Fighting God Talent,

Chu Xuan inferred that skills of this nature must have certain limitations.

Just like not long ago, when he killed the S-rank Specter that worshipped the God of the Void, he could have plundered the opponent's [Traverse] skill.

However, because that [Traverse] skill belonged to True Authority, it resulted in failure.

With this thought, Chu Xuan's mind stirred. Holding the golden page, he attempted to Record the Fire of Nirvana.

[Your spirituality value -7]

[This recording attempt has failed. Remaining recording attempts for this skill page: 2]

“Even the Fire of Nirvana won't work...”

Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and attempted to Record [All-Cutting Slash].

[Are you sure you want to Record the exclusive skill 'All-Cutting Slash'?]

This time, a different prompt appeared from the System.

“It seems feasible...” The corner of Chu Xuan's mouth curled up as he canceled the recording and put the skill page away.