Mister Hand

"What's wrong?" Seeing Niman frown, Yu Xian couldn't help but ask. Could she have a grudge against whoever possessed the Five Supremes Legacies? Niman let out a soft sigh and slowly drew a jade plaque resembling a peace amulet from her storage space. "Each of the Five Supremes Legacies is a miraculous art," she said, "but each is also a harbinger of disaster. The moment two people who possess a legacy meet, a life-or-death battle is inevitable. It was precisely because I didn't want to get dragged into that fight that I... never used it." As she spoke, she handed the jade plaque to Yu Xian. Looking at the plaque in his hand after hearing this, Yu Xian asked in surprise, "Is this also Mister Eye's legacy?" "No, this is the legacy of Mister Hand," Niman replied. Yu Xian was genuinely curious, but knowing it was Niman's possession, he didn't peek into its contents and instead moved to hand it back. Niman shook her head, however. "It's yours now. I've had it for nearly ten thousand years. Over such a vast span of time, I never once entertained the thought of cultivating it. Perhaps fate only placed it in my hands so that I could pass it on to you." "You really don't want it?" Yu Xian hadn't expected Niman to pass up a divine art that had literally fallen into her lap. Niman smiled. "If you learn it, wouldn't that be the same as me learning it?" "All right, then I'll accept Mister Hand's legacy." Yu Xian nodded, realizing her point made sense. Pressing the jade plaque to his forehead, Yu Xian immediately absorbed its contents. He possessed divine sense now; if mental power was like a 3G network, divine sense was 5G, vastly accelerating his reading speed. In the blink of an eye, he had absorbed the entirety of Mister Hand's legacy. Opening his eyes, he looked down at his own hands and let out a somewhat helpless sigh. The first step of Mister Eye's legacy had required him to enter the state of having eyes without eyeballs, while Mister Hand's legacy required having no hands to use. Only by yearning for hands to the absolute extreme could one proceed to the next stage of cultivation. Back when he cultivated Mister Eye's legacy, Zhenwo Changjing had helped him shorten that process. Now, he had no one to help him. If he truly followed the legacy's steps to the letter, he would likely be handless for a very long time. Fortunately, he possessed telekinesis, so he at least wouldn't have to worry about how to wipe his own butt. "This legacy isn't easy to cultivate." "Once we rescue Shui Yuetian and put an end to this whole affair once and for all, I'll properly cultivate it," Yu Xian said with a wry smile, stowing the jade plaque into his storage space as he spoke to Niman. "Good luck. I'm looking forward to the day you master Mister Hand's legacy," Niman said with a slightly wicked smile, well aware of just how troublesome it was. She simply hadn't wanted to sever her own hands, and on top of that, there was the prospect of death matches against other inheritors. That was why she had never practiced it. Of course, there was another reason: she was already at the Cosmos Rank when she obtained Mister Hand's legacy, possessing numerous heaven-defying abilities of her own. Mister Hand's legacy hadn't been worth paying such a steep price. *** Several days later, Crescent Bay. The Aska executed a spatial jump right to the entrance, where an eye-popping swarm of battleships and vessels of every size filled the view ahead. Inside the bridge, Yu Xian and the others stared in wonder at the vast formation arrayed before them—until the cannon muzzles on every single warship and vessel began to glow, training beams of laser sights directly onto the Aska. "And here I thought they were welcoming us. Guess not," Little Nora remarked, sounding somewhat disappointed. It had already started its mukbang stream. With its adorable appearance, monstrous appetite, and an eating style that radiated sheer bliss to anyone watching, it had drawn in a modest following of fans. Right now, it was continuing to eat and stream. Many viewers found its words hilarious, while also being startled to realize Little Nora was somehow connected to the Sea Clan. "Haven't you heard the saying? If you can't solve the problem, solve the one who raised it." "These guys couldn't catch up to the Primordial Water, so they decided to wait like a hare at a tree stump for whoever managed to catch up to come back." Sitting on the sofa to Little Nora's right, keeping out of the camera's view, Yu Xian smiled as he slurped down spaghetti. He had actually been the earliest to learn about this. When Aska nearly died, Yu Xian, as his master, had hacked into Aska's Star Ring through his own. Long before discovering the Primordial Water, he had already pieced together the whole story. In truth, he had agreed to let Aska sell trackers to more people. After all, money earned by Aska was money earned by him. The problem was that Hai Liwei had destroyed too much space along the way, causing those trailing behind to give up after pursuing for a while. So, they had come up with an alternative: wait. Unless Hai Liwei could break through to the Li Rank on the spot inside Helick's Great Trove, they were determined to claim a piece of the pie no matter what. Of course, none of them believed Helick's Great Trove could grant an immediate breakthrough anyway. If even Helick hadn't managed to break through back then, why would Hai Liwei? It was precisely for these reasons that the moment Yu Xian and his crew returned, countless warships and vessels locked their sights onto them. "Captain, an incoming call request from a warship. Shall I connect?" Muse asked. Yu Xian nodded. "Patch it through. Let's hear what kind of garbage they want to spew." "Don't be so crude, you're ruining my appetite," Niman chided, rolling her eyes, though she still set down her chopsticks. Muse accepted the request. A red-haired man appeared on the holographic screen. He had effeminate features and a tear beauty mark at the outer corner of his right eye; his smile carried a distinctly treacherous air. Looking at the group, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, humans have a saying: 'He who understands the times is a wise man.' Please halt and submit to our inspection. As long as your ship carries nothing related to the Sea Clan, we shall allow you passage. Making things convenient for others makes things convenient for oneself, does it not?" "Wait, uh... you're not human?" Yu Xian asked out of genuine curiosity. The red-haired man flicked his hair and chuckled. "Naturally, I am not human. I hail from the noble Asura royal family." "Well then, since you're not human, I don't need to be polite. Do me a favor and notify everyone out there: if you don't want to die, get lost right now. Do not say you were not warned," Yu Xian said, smiling pleasantly. The red-haired man, who had still been smiling, instantly dropped his expression. He stared coldly at Yu Xian. "It seems Your Excellency prefers to do this the hard—" "Muse, cut the connection." Yu Xian couldn't be bothered to listen to his drivel, interrupting him as he instructed Muse. The holographic screen went dark for a second before switching back to the exterior view. Countless cannon barrels glowed with bright blue light. "Let them fire first. Once." Yu Xian continued eating his noodles, gazing casually at the warships displayed on the screen. At present, the Aska possessed total immunity to both physical and energy attacks. Furthermore, Yu Xian held two trump cards up his sleeve: Little Huangquan and Auntie Number Two. To be frank, even with so many enemies surrounding them, they were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs in his eyes—utterly fragile. Allowing them to attack first was simply so he could slaughter every single one of them with a clean conscience. None of them were decent folk anyway, so if they had a death wish, he would happily oblige. Yu Xian calmly continued eating his noodles. At the thought of the impending carnage that would soon wipe out countless lives, his heart remained surprisingly tranquil.