"The Heaven-Sitting Art!"
Brilliance gleamed in Li Fan's eyes. "Indeed, this is my true path! Investing in cultivators is merely a minor trick. Absorbing the feedback brought about by the shifts of worlds—even their world elevation—now that is true, peerless power!"
A surge of emotion long absent swelled within Li Fan, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. "Even someone as mighty as Chuanfa had to defy the might of heaven and earth, transforming himself into part of the worldly laws before he could achieve subsequent transcendence."
"This shows that the great power of a world is indeed something no cultivator can contend against."
"The Xuanhuang Realm has already been thoroughly corrupted by Chuanfa, riddled with wounds and flaws. Even if I wanted to benefit heaven, it would be difficult in the extreme."
"It can barely preserve itself, yet I would hope to cultivate with feedback from Xuanhuang..."
Li Fan shook his head, shelving that thought for now.
"However, the numerous pocket worlds captured by Xuanhuang are my perfect testing grounds."
"Just like what happened with this Spirit Wood Realm—with Shang Tianci transporting Xuanhuang's wondrous spectacles, coupled with the supplementary supply of outside resources and spiritual energy..."
"..."
Li Fan rose abruptly, drawing a deep breath.
"It truly is the cultivation technique best suited to me. It actually coincides completely with the plans I have pursued throughout this lifetime."
"Truly, destiny works in unseen ways; one could call it the unity of knowledge and action, a heart shaped naturally by heaven."
Growing ever more certain of how well the Heaven-Sitting Art suited him, Li Fan settled firmly on the path he would strive along from now on.
At present, the only problem was how to deduce and elevate the Immortal-Sitting Art into the Heaven-Sitting Art.
"I could certainly obtain the technique through the Yanfa Jade once more, but..."
Li Fan pondered for a moment, ultimately suppressing the temptation of gaining something for nothing.
"The Yanfa Jade, when all is said and done, is merely a wonder of Heaven."
"It most likely uses an exhaustive method of trial and error to deduce techniques. While that can yield the target technique in the fastest manner, such a technique would only be perfectly suited to the fictitious master conceived within the Yanfa Jade's deductions."
"It would not suit the real me in flesh and blood. Unless I were willing to lay bare every secret in my body and divine soul, allowing the Yanfa Jade to inspect them thoroughly."
"Hmph..."
Li Fan was naturally never going to do such a thing.
"Therefore, if I want to obtain a flawless Heaven-Sitting Art, I must rely on myself."
Li Fan arrived at this conclusion.
In truth, though Li Fan's comprehension was decent enough, to deduce a heaven-defying technique that took the shifts of worlds and the power of world elevation as its nourishment...
He was still far from qualified!
Yet Li Fan was not in the least worried about being unable to accomplish it.
If one lifetime was not enough, then ten lifetimes. If ten lifetimes were not enough...
He could also draw reference from others!
The chosen talents of the Xuanhuang Realm were as numerous as crossing carp; as long as they could deduce and conceive divine abilities and cultivation techniques, in the end, every last one would belong to Li Fan!
The moment he returned to Anchored Year 1, everything they had racked their brains to conceive would become secrets exclusively possessed by Li Fan alone.
"To deduce the Heaven-Sitting Art, I certainly won't be stingy about sharing the Immortal-Sitting Art with others."
"Of course, I must choose candidates with the highest comprehension and the greatest suitability."
"Conveniently, for the next lifetime, I have already planned to truly hide behind the scenes and verify that conjecture of mine..."
A plan had already begun to form in Li Fan's mind.
"Mhm, while helping myriad worlds elevate in this lifetime, I can gather data."
Mastering thoroughly, suddenly enlightened.
These eight characters aptly described Li Fan's state of mind at this moment.
"Cultivators bring back cultivation feedback. What surprises will the feedback from worlds bring me...?"
Li Fan could not help but secretly look forward to it.
His mind remained steeped in his reverie for who knew how long.
However, an anomaly was transmitted from a thought devil-god originating from the Bright Spirit Method of Three Disasters and a Hundred Tribulations.
"Hmm?"
Li Fan swiftly pinpointed the devil-god.
The one it occupied was a Nascent Soul cultivator named Feng Qiran.
This individual was cautious and circumspect; ever since obtaining the secret technique God Descends into Body, he had never revealed it before others.
He merely kept his head down and cultivated in secret.
Yet some things could not be avoided merely by being careful.
On this day, Feng Qiran brushed past a young cultivator clad in cyan robes.
A moment later, he discovered to his horror that he had lost control of his body.
He could not even manifest his devil-god avatar.
The cyan-robed cultivator looked Feng Qiran up and down carefully, an expression that was both amused and exasperated crossing his face.
Then, without a word, a thin line—resembling an abyss yet also like a bright mirror—appeared between Feng Qiran and the young cultivator.
Under the illumination of murky, dim light, before long the young cultivator became completely identical to Feng Qiran!
He extended both hands toward the terrified, bewildered Feng Qiran, and after the thin line detonated with a boom,
The two merged into one.
At the same time, through the devil-god Li Fan had left within his body,
Feng Qiran established a reverse connection back to Li Fan.
There were no formal words, only a shadowy, uncanny force that slipped along the invisible link across the void, invading Li Fan's sea of consciousness.
Li Fan had detected the anomaly long beforehand; how could he not have taken precautions?
In an instant, thousands of devil-gods manifested.
A sinister demonic domain descended upon the sea of consciousness. Five uncanny blood moons appeared in the sky, and Li Fan revealed a ferocious countenance, glaring down at Feng Qiran surrounded by countless devil-gods below.
"You dare invade my sea of consciousness..."
"You truly seek death!"
"Jiejiejie..."
Li Fan laughed wildly, preparing to launch an attack immediately.
He had already seen through the facade: this "Feng Qiran" before him was in fact Dharma King Mo Rubin of the Profound Heaven Sect.
He didn't know why Mo Rubin, having assumed the identity of the young Dharma Transmitter, was actually out roaming alone.
However, since the man had not yet revealed his identity, there was no harm in testing the true caliber of this Profound Heaven Sect Dharma King first.
Showing no mercy, thousands of demonic gods roared, spewing beams of black light toward Mo Rubin.
Those were the materialization of consciousness attacks.
It was not merely Li Fan's personal power alone, but also drew upon and commandeered the divine sense strength of countless cultivators practicing God Descends into Body.
Coupled with Li Fan's own extraordinary divine sense strength to begin with...
Li Fan believed that even if his opponent were a Longevity Heavenly Venerable, they would suffer severe wounds!
"Wait—"
Sure enough, before Mo Rubin could even finish his words, his divine sense avatar was swallowed by the terrifying destructive power.
Unable to resist for even a moment, it was obliterated into ashes and expelled from Li Fan's sea of consciousness.
Deeply satisfied with his results, even if it had the flavor of a sneak attack, he had nevertheless repelled an incursion by a Longevity-realm powerhouse head-on.
Feeling the exhaustion transmitted from the cultivators harboring the thousands of devil-gods, Li Fan could not help feeling a bit of regret: "Pity that it only has the power for a single strike and cannot be sustained."
Without withdrawing his attention, Li Fan continued to wait for Mo Rubin's return.
Just as Li Fan expected, having only a wisp of consciousness dissipated was nothing;
Mo Rubin had not given up on making contact with Li Fan.
The shadowy, unfathomable power once again traveled along the connection across the void, entering Li Fan's sea of consciousness.
Chapter 963