82: Chapter 82: Merging of Techniques, Completion of the Heavenly Prison Scripture!

"Old man, wait a moment."

The broker took a few quick strides to block Gu Han, rubbing his hands together with a fawning smile.

"Three hundred taels it is. Let's just consider this making a friend."

A trace of mockery flashed through Gu Han's cloudy, aged eyes as he tremblingly pulled a worn-out pouch from his bosom.

When he poured out three gold nuggets, he deliberately let the broker see the few copper coins remaining in the pouch.

"The deed."

He said hoarsely, his withered fingers tapping indentations of varying depths onto the tabletop.

Greed flashed in the broker's eyes, and they lit up.

"Old man, here you go, here you go."

After saying this, the broker took the deed from his bosom and handed it to Gu Han.

"Rest well, old man."

The broker backed out of the door.

Gu Han watched the broker leave.

"Finally, some peace."

"I'm not the protagonist, yet I run into all that nonsense just buying a house."

"I'm truly speechless."

Having said that, he strode forward to bolt the main door.

Then he looked around his new home.

It was then that Gu Han remembered Jiu Wuming's instructions.

He told him to report back after joining the Zhenwu Guard.

"There's still time, let's Cultivate the Great Sun Vajra Body Refining Technique first."

"Although that bald donkey isn't much, this Cultivation Technique is actually pretty decent."

"brother system, get to work, get to work."

As Gu Han's thought stirred, the life origin crystal on the System decreased like flowing water, clattering away.

At the same time, his Physical Body kept growing stronger, and the progress of his cultivation of the Great Sun Vajra Body Refining Technique increased visibly.

The golden light in the room gradually faded. Gu Han slowly opened his eyes, and the Buddhist patterns flowing on the surface of his skin vanished into his pores like living things.

The scriptures of the Great Sun Vajra Body Refining Technique roared in his Sea of Consciousness, and every bone glowed with a jade-like luster.

He flicked his finger, and three wisps of Heavenly Prison True Qi intertwined in the Void Realm to form a phantom of a Vajra pestle, shattering the water vat in the corner into dust without damaging the floor in the slightest.

"Perfection Realm Great Sun Vajra Body."

"The Cultivation Technique created by that bald donkey actually has its merits."

"It's just that the consumption of life origin crystal is a bit terrifying."

"Even with my Aptitude, it still consumed thirty life origin crystals."

"Now, with my Foundation, I can fight someone in the Dharma Aspect Realm one-on-one without any pressure at all."

Just as Gu Han was calculating in his heart, a line of text floated before his eyes.

【Detected that the host has mastered a Perfection Realm Cultivation Technique. You can consume thirty life origin crystals + fifty years of life essence to perform Cultivation Technique Fusion and deduction.】

【Fusion】

Gu Han stared at the System text appearing before him, blood-gold light swirling in his pupils.

The thirty life origin crystals turned into a torrent of time, intertwining with the fifty years of life essence in his body to form a brilliant galaxy.

"Hum."

The thirty-six heavenly prison chains in his Dantian suddenly rioted, colliding violently with the Buddhist patterns of the Great Sun Vajra Body Refining Technique.

Amidst the crisp sound of bones popping like beans, strange patterns emerged on the surface of Gu Han's skin; his left side was wrapped in blood-colored chains, and his right side was covered in golden Buddhist scripts.

"Crack."

Fine cracks suddenly appeared on his spine, and the intense pain nearly made him bite through his teeth.

Two completely different forces battled within his Meridians, and every collision shook his internal organs out of place.

"Merge for me!"

Gu Han roared, pushing the Heavenly Prison Demon Suppression Scripture to its limit.

The heavenly prison chains phantom appearing behind him actually began to devour the Buddhist patterns; for every one it devoured, a golden Sanskrit character appeared on the surface of the chains.

Following Gu Han's low roar, the progress of the Fusion deduction skyrocketed.

The life origin crystals were consumed at a visible rate, and his life essence from the netherworld constantly flowed away.

When the last crystal was exhausted and the last year of life essence flowed away, blood flames intertwined with gold and red suddenly spewed from Gu Han's seven orifices.

"Boom."

The entire room exploded into dust, and the figure standing amidst the smoke and dust caused insects within a hundred zhang to instantly stiffen and die.

Gu Han looked down at his palms; a liquid metal-like luster flowed beneath his skin. With a light clench of his fist, the air was squeezed into a sonic boom.

"This Physical Body..."

"It can completely hammer the previous me to death."

"If I encounter an old immortal like Chu Fengge again, I can completely crush her relying solely on my Physical Body."

Gu Han suddenly formed his fingers into a blade and stabbed at his own chest. The moment his fingertips touched his skin, his entire arm was suddenly covered with a bronze-colored horny layer.

Sharp nails scratched sparks against his chest, but not even a white mark was left behind.

A cruel arc lifted the corner of his mouth.

Even if he stood there and let someone in the Heavenly Human Realm hack at him now, the first thing to shatter would definitely be their own weapon.

"It's a pity that my Physique didn't advance further."

Immediately after, a line of text appeared.

【Deduction Complete!】

【Obtained unnamed Heavenly Human Realm Cultivation Technique.】

Looking at the System prompt, Gu Han pondered for a moment before naming the new Cultivation Technique the "Heavenly Prison Scripture."

"As long as I Cultivate enough Cultivation Techniques and fuse them in,"

"It is not impossible for my Heavenly Prison Scripture to surpass those Imperial Scriptures."

Just then, Gu Han noticed.

The 【Physique】 column actually had an extra Great Sun Vajra Body.

He closed his eyes to look inward. The thirty-six heavenly prison chains in his Dantian had been plated with a layer of golden Buddhist patterns, and every vibration triggered the sound of a dragon-elephant resonating.

"Dragon-Elephant Spirit Body and Great Sun Vajra Body."

He suddenly sliced his left wrist with his fingers. The moment the blood gushed out, it condensed in mid-air into a dragon-elephant phantom intertwined with gold and red.

The phantom roared and swallowed the blood droplets. Gu Han's entire arm seemed to be wrapped by a dragon-elephant, while lava-like Buddhist light flowed between the gaps of the dragon-elephant phantom.

"It would be great if these two Physiques could fuse."

Thinking of this, Gu Han couldn't help but use his Divine Sense to communicate with the System.

Unfortunately, the System remained as cold and aloof as ever.

"Damn System, just you wait."

"One day, I will definitely rip you out and take a look."

Seeing the System ignore him, Gu Han couldn't help but complain.

(System: When you need me, you call me brother system; when I don't speak, you call me damn System—bah, you damn man.)

...

Time passed quickly.

Gu Han cultivated in his new home until late at night.

Moonlight pierced through the window lattice, casting spiderweb-like cracks on the blue brick floor.

Gu Han sat cross-legged in the secret chamber of his new residence, his fingertips gently stroking the burning Blood God Seal on his wrist.

A regular pulsation came from deep within the mark, like the heartbeat of some living creature.

"The time has come."

"It's time to go meet that Blood Fiend Envoy."

"It's time to fleece some wool."

He slowly opened his eyes, blood-gold patterns swirling in his pupils.

Ripples of the Thousand Illusions Formless Art fluctuated on the surface of his skin, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into the honest face of Iron Pillar Wang, a Chief Officer of the Zhenwu Division.

Then he put on a Yaksha mask.

"Bang."

The moment the floor tiles shattered under his boots, Gu Han's figure had already swept out of the courtyard like a ghost.

When his Heavenly Prison Steps trod across the roof ridge, the startled night crows were crushed into blood mist by the residual gale before they could even flap their wings.

The abandoned mint in the south of the city was shrouded in the stench of rotting rust.

When Gu Han stepped down the creaking iron ladder into the cellar, fine blood droplets were seeping from the moldy, mottled wall bricks.

"Damn it."

"This old immortal changed locations again."

The crisp sound of blood droplets hitting the blue bricks was exceptionally jarring in the cellar.

Gu Han crushed the blood droplets under his boots, his pupils beneath the mask reflecting the twisted runes on the wall.

Those blood droplets actually outlined half a ghost face between the brick gaps, identical to the patterns of the Blood God Seal.

"Came too early?"

His fingertips lightly tapped the bronze waist token at his waist, and the Zhenwu Division's standard long saber emitted a faint clang within its scabbard.

A sound of iron chains dragging suddenly came from deep within the cellar.

Nine eerie green lanterns lit up one after another, illuminating seven figures standing in the darkness.

Each person wore a mask made of different materials, and everyone had a Zhenwu Division copper token hanging at their waist.