"Level six …"
"Level seven …"
"Level eight …"
…
With each flash, densely packed transparent threads would gradually spread out from Lu Sheng's body. These threads were like tentacles. They spread out wildly from his body in all directions.
On the ground, on the walls, and in every corner of the cavern, countless threads were twisting and dancing wildly.
After a while, Lu Sheng vaguely sensed that three spots that resembled black holes seemed to be forming in the depths of his body's cells.
These three spots were faintly discernible. They flickered in and out of existence. It was as if there was a veil on the surface.
Lu Sheng tried to touch them with his spirit, but it was to no avail. It was as if something was preventing him from touching these three spots.
"These should be the three limits in the records." Lu Sheng stopped deriving. He looked at his Mental Energy. He had expended more than 3,000 units.
The frame had completely changed.
"Tu Style Healing Art. Level 769."
His spirit-prompting threads and transplant art had also been upgraded to more than level 760. What caught Lu Sheng's attention were the three limits.
At this level, he felt that he had already derived the healing art to its peak.
The form and effects of his spirit-prompting threads had been strengthened to a limit that could not be reached even in theory.
Meanwhile, the transplant art's success rate was close to 90% within a certain range.
Lu Sheng could sense the innumerable spirit-prompting threads in his body. If his teacher Tu Jin's body contained several hundred spirit-prompting threads, then there were at least several million spirit-prompting threads in Lu Sheng's body right now.
The countless spirit-prompting threads were like living creatures. They wriggled in Lu Sheng's body. Sometimes, they melted into Blood Qi, and sometimes, they instantly condensed into threads.
'I can sense that my spirit-prompting threads have reached their limit … However, the three limits still haven't been broken through. Clearly, this isn't something that can be achieved naturally with the advancement of one's cultivation base. It seems … there's still a turning point.'
Lu Sheng closed his eyes. He extended his hand and tested the effects of his current healing art.
Buzz …
A small red moth flew past him.
Lu Sheng extended his arm. The formless spirit-prompting threads instantly spread out. The total amount that flew out was only about one-thousandth of his spirit-prompting threads. It was just a tiny bit to him, but it was this tiny bit that enveloped the moth in the blink of an eye.
This time, it was different from before. Under the frenzied injection of the spirit-prompting threads, the moth's body expanded rapidly.
From the size of a fingernail, it quickly expanded to the size of a fist, and then to the size of a human head.
"There doesn't seem to be any difference from before … It's just that the fusion of blood energy is smoother and easier …"
Bang!
Before he could finish his thoughts, Lu Sheng saw the moth explode, and countless black moth eggs rained down in all directions.
“！” Lu Sheng widened his eyes and took a few steps back. He appeared in the distance like a flash of lightning, quietly observing the cave that was splattered with insect eggs.
"This is!?" Suddenly, his pupils shrank.
The black insect eggs expanded madly in various corners of the cave. Then, they hatched rapidly. In a dozen breaths' time, at least 10,000 red moths hatched from the insect eggs.
The countless moths flapped their wings and let out dense popping sounds. Invisible poisonous powder was released from the moths' wings.
Soon enough, these newly hatched insect eggs continued to expand. It seemed like they could hatch a second time.
However, this time, it seemed like the blood energy infused into the spirit-prompting threads was insufficient. The tens of thousands of moths only expanded to the size of a fist before they gradually stopped.
Buzz …
The tens of thousands of moths danced around Lu Sheng. It seemed like they were completely under his command.
"How amazing …" Lu Sheng exclaimed sincerely. He did not expect the Tu Style Healing Art to evolve to this extent. He did not expect this to happen.
He could sense that each of the moths here had the strength of their blood energy. They were not inferior to an adult man's.
"Come." He extended his hand and released his spirit toward a moth.
As expected, this moth swiftly flew over and perched on the tip of his finger.
After testing it, Lu Sheng was surprised to discover that this moth's strength was no weaker than an average adult's.
"Not a bad discovery." After giving it some thought, Lu Sheng tried to use his spirit to order these moths to fly out of the tunnel and spread out in all directions.
"I'll have to observe them for a while longer."
Lu Sheng put this aside for now. His attention returned to the Three Limits.
He could sense that the three black-hole-like spots in his body were slowly devouring the spirit-prompting threads in his body.
It seemed like the spirit-prompting threads' purpose was to fill up these three black-hole-like spots.
'Could it be …' Something stirred in Lu Sheng's heart. He started directing the countless spirit-prompting threads in his body toward one of the black-hole-like spots.
Although he had obtained the basic secret manual of the Three Great Limits, he only had a smattering of knowledge regarding the actual cultivation method. The secret manual was written in a mysterious manner, with all sorts of vague and fantastical descriptions. He could not understand what it meant at all.
However, based on the context and his own speculation, Lu Sheng guessed that these Three Limits were most likely catalyzed by the spirit-prompting threads over a long period of time.
'According to the secret tome, the First Limit is life. It's the limit of the body. If I want to break through it, I'll need countless spirit-prompting threads. The Three Limits are the three ultimate secret skills that can help me break through the limits of the body, spirit, and will. '
Lu Sheng recalled the contents of the secret tome.
Theoretically speaking, the first great limit required him to channel 108,976 spirit-prompting threads.
However, in theory, even if the spirit-prompting threads were cultivated to the maximum level, there would only be a few thousand of them.
Although the secret tome mentioned that it was fine even if it was a basic secret tome, this was an impossible task for any doctor who cultivated spirit-prompting threads.
However, to Lu Sheng, this was merely a small portion of the spirit-prompting threads in his body.
He quickly inserted more than 110,000 spirit-prompting threads into the first black-hole.
Gradually, he noticed that the first black-hole was becoming clearer. There seemed to be a black heart that was beating continuously inside the black-hole.
"This is the First Limit? A Blood Heart? "Lu Sheng sized up the black heart in surprise. He seemed to be deep in thought.
Seeing that the Blood Heart was about to form, Lu Sheng gave it some thought. Then, he mobilized all the spirit-prompting threads in his body and inserted them into the black-hole.
A mere 100,000 spirit-prompting threads could catalyze a Blood Heart. What would happen if there were more?
Lu Sheng decided to give it a try.
Soon, more than 800,000 spirit-prompting threads had entered the black-hole. The black heart grew deeper and darker. Twisted green patterns that resembled runes appeared faintly on its surface.
"Hiss …"
Finally, after a dozen breaths, the First Limit, the Blood Heart, was completely condensed.
Lu Sheng had inserted more than two million spirit-prompting threads into the black-hole. The Blood Heart in the black-hole was like a bottomless pit that sucked in all of them.
'As expected … The Blood Heart's power increases with the amount of energy I put in.' Lu Sheng sensed the domineering aura emanating from the black heart.
'So, next is how to use it …' Lu Sheng's eyes gleamed. He had used up so many of his spirit-prompting threads. This thing did not just look strange.
After swiftly understanding how to use it, Lu Sheng reined in his thoughts. He focused his attention on earning money again.
'Save up some more ice money, and it'll be time to leave …' Everything was ready. All that was left was the right thing to do.
…..
The pale-yellow buildings were like models piled up from yellow sand. They glowed with warmth under the setting sun.
The temperature was low, but the atmosphere in Libra City's main city was as lively as during the New Year.
After packing everything up, Lu Sheng applied for half a month's leave from Tu Jin. Then, he used the main city's Transportation Formation to come here alone.
He had long wanted to see what Libra City's main city looked like. However, when he arrived at the main city, he was slightly disappointed.
The main city was just like any other ordinary city. The only thing special about it was that almost everyone was wearing a veil. Only a few of their eyes could be seen.
Countless yellowish-gray buildings were accompanied by the yellow sand on the ground. The main city appeared unusually dirty and messy.
With the help of the jade archive, Lu Sheng easily found a few shops that sold precious metals.
Then, he wandered around the city center's map for an entire afternoon. Finally, he gathered all the remaining materials needed to set up the Formation.
At the very least, he had enough materials for one use. Next time, he would get someone else to do it.
Apart from the buildings where the official council was located, the library area was the most mysterious in the main city.
There were a few times when Lu Sheng passed by the library. He wanted to go in and take a look, but he gave up because of the exorbitant prices.
He was naturally not going to look for low-leveled secret manuals. Instead, he was definitely going to look for books of his level. However, at his current level, just the lowest price range marked outside was already more than twice the price of all the ice money he currently had.
Lu Sheng did not think too much about it for now. He felt that he did not have enough patients. He could continue to expand his business. However, he was worried that if he sold too many books, the patients would notice something was wrong.
What he didn't expect was that the patients' trust in him had reached an exaggerated level.
Half a month's time from the main city was enough for him to set up the Formation and carry out another round of Arrival.
At this time, Lu Sheng had also figured out the effects of the Blood Heart of the Three Limits. This thing could temporarily increase the strength of his body by a level. However, there was a time limit. From the Mental Energy expenditure, the price-to-performance ratio was off the charts.
This was only the first Great Limit, and it already had such a great effect. Lu Sheng tested it himself and found that it could really increase the strength of his body by a level.
It also caused his body, which had not moved for a long time, to experience a new change.
The effects of the Blood Heart also made him look forward to the next two Great Limits.
With a huge pile of materials, Lu Sheng returned to the cavern he dug. He also officially began setting up the Arrival Formation.
…
Yellow Springs Planet, Great Song.
Duanmu Wan arranged for the convoy to unload the miscellaneous items from the carriages in an orderly manner and put them into the underground cavern where the Prime Devil Sect was.
Returning here after so many years, the Prime Devil Sect had also returned to its original base.
The originally dark underground palace area had been destroyed in the last Devil Disaster. The entire underground palace was dead silent.
Not only the Devil Qi, but even the ghosts that had stayed here for thousands of years had disappeared.
Duanmu Wan sighed and looked at the busy Prime Devil Sect disciples.
"What's wrong? Little Wan? " Liu Shanzi walked over with a tired expression. He was also arranging for the disciples to quickly settle down in this underground palace.
Although this place was in ruins, it was still the ancestral land that had been passed down for so many years. Although he was sad, he was also quite happy.
"I'm just wondering how the Sect Master is now …" Duanmu Wan replied softly. "He's arranged everything, but didn't reveal his own whereabouts."
"Little Sheng will be fine. I believe in him." Liu Shanzi smiled. "Has the Lu Manor on the surface been settled down?"
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