Evil Mage Cultivation: The Immortal Enslavement Path Chapter 70

Martial arts are something formed not just by thinking, but by the honed experience gathered from countless moments throughout a person’s life and belief. Maybe it comes from fighting an opponent, or from observing nature and gaining enlightenment.

Most martial arts in the realms are formed by masters of that realm, people who decided to hone their potential to the fullest, and then pass down their knowledge in the form of a skill so their followers can learn it, and maybe one day walk beyond their footsteps.

But because the nature of humans is to choose the easiest route, only a select few try to make a breakthrough. Instead, they simply replace the technique with a new one that fits their current cultivation level or interest.

"It would be such a sadness if I created something and no one could surpass me. After all, the worst nightmare of a teacher is that no student can surpass them."

Civilization is built upon one principle at its core, passing things down.

Whether it is wealth, ideology, or genetics, it is all about passing down.

But the point of passing down is not just to preserve it among the race, but to let the next generation catch up faster and build upon what was laid before them.

"People in this world, because it is so ancient, even this remote place has many resources waiting for them, or maybe because discovery is branded as unnecessary, that is why no one bothers to pursue it?"

Wu Han could only wonder.

Some techniques he had stolen carried dates from thousands of years ago.

In the same amount of time, his world had gone from sparks of fire to creating a fake sun.

"A person who has never starved and a person who is constantly hungry will have different ways of improving, I guess." His world lacked resources compared to this cultivation world, where even a place like this could be called abundant.

Fulfillment followed stagnation, hunger followed progress.

And he was the hungriest and greediest life form since the first life was born into reality.

By accessing his memory, Wu Han laid out the current pieces of information he had.

Flaming Cloud Sect martial art, Blazing Cloud Palm.

Serpent Spear from the Wu clan.

Storm Pathing Sword Style from Wu Zhen and Wu Wei’s memories.

Countless spells and knowledge of how nature worked at a fundamental level.

Right now, what he had as his own was Sky Piercer.

By using the wind affinity he got and being empowered by his contract with Theron, it had the most destructive power and speed.

But due to its simple nature, if the opponent was diligent in their own skills, it would only challenge them a few times before they could adapt.

Having one technique to his name was not enough.

"Having other elements is not necessary right now since I am about to be reborn anyway..."

Wu Han deduced that he should focus only on the wind element.

Which left the Storm Pathing Sword Style.

Cloud Trace Art.

Tempest Edge.

Stormgate Cannon.

It might be a sword style, but shifting from sword to spear style was nothing.

The spear was the root of all weapons, humanity’s first invention, a pointy stick.

"As long as it slashes or cuts, a spear can do it."

Wu Han fell into a trance as his divine soul awakened, and his mind began to accelerate.

This move burned away his vessel’s lifespan and could not be active in a fight, because the stimulus would fry his host brain in a second.

But by cutting all outside stimulus, he managed to activate Wu Han’s mind to full capacity.

To make the body work, he must enable the mind.

"First, Cloud Trace Art."

Cloud Trace Art utilized blade work and the inner flow of energy, channeled through the momentum of movement.

It started from the feet, amplified through the body, then expelled toward the weapon in hand, creating a trace of strokes like a painting.

That was why it was called Trace Art.

Due to its nature of focusing on movement rather than attack, it was not a water-based technique, but wind. It focused on accelerating strike speed to the extreme and creating the fastest blade arc possible from the starting motion.

Every time he used it continuously, the power dwindled, so it was best used as an opening move or as harassment, a way to catch the opponent off guard.

Unlike Sky Piercer, it did not require a starting position or a pullback to charge the spear.

This move could be unleashed instantly as long as he could move.

"Hmp, to increase the strength or fix the weakness..." Wu Han was now faced with two choices.

He could make it go faster, or he could cover up its weakness and make it able to continue being used.

Sadly, if it were just wind he could do both, but it was a spear move, so he couldn’t.

Or could he?

Wu Han called the silver spear into his hand and began to practice. At first it was rigid and looked clunky, but with each try he slowly adapted it into a spear form, and within an hour he finished.

Cloud Trace Art.

A swing of the spear gently cut through the air like a brush stroke. With just a small step, the spear darted out in a flash, and with each step it continued to move and dance along his footwork, like wind channeled through a valley.

"If I learned this I would win against Hong Qing in an exchange of strikes." Wu Han chuckled, thinking that all he needed to win was training for an hour.

Now that he actually used the move, he decided to do both upgrades.

Its speed could be increased by pumping power through the Origin Ember Heart Law, and with his divine level of precision control, just a flick of his finger was enough to generate the cutting power of its full might, but it was only limited to the first strike.

Then to fix its weakness, by combining the principle of a cyclone, he dragged back the power within the spear and recycled it in a closed loop. While this lacked the increased momentum of the water element, it traded for speed and was much easier to control.

He twirled the spear and could change its angle at any moment. Every time the energy came back in and flowed out again, the direction shifted, making it unpredictable, like the wind.

The best part was this.

Sky Piercer!

His spear darted forward in an instant.

As long as the power did not drop too much on impact, because of the natural law that force returned with equal force, if enough energy remained inside the spear, he could choose to stop the trace and disperse it in the form of Sky Piercer, though at lower efficiency.

"Next is Tempest Edge."

Wu Han searched through the memory. This move was meant to be a decisive strike.

It worked similarly to Sky Piercer.

Sky Piercer focused on charging energy into the tip and unleashing a pinpoint attack meant to force the opponent to guard. Only those who far exceeded his speed could even attempt to dodge it, and they would still risk a fatal blow.

This one unleashed a devastating strike.

"So, this is the move that wrecked the entire garden."

When Wu Wei fought Wu Zhen, he had wondered why the damage was so great.

It turned out that they had used this technique.

"If the opponent decides to face it head on, what awaits is being ground to dust by the sheer violent nature of the storm."

This move would be useful later when he faced opponents who focused on defense.

Sadly, he couldn’t use it from Cloud Trace Art like Sky Piercer, because it required far more energy to unleash.

Fortunately, he could improve it.

If the opponent survived the initial contact and withstood the blast, he could continue to pour power into it, feeding the tempest and making it grow stronger, so their options were to risk a counterattack, break away, or attempt to defend.

Which was stupid, since he had near infinite Qi.

"Last one is Stormgate Cannon..." Wu Han looked at the technique and smiled.

"Oh?"

This time, instead of a spear, he pulled out the ancestral sword of his clan.

For a reason, this move could only be used with that blade.

"I take back my words. It looks like there is still something interesting after all..."

All the previous techniques were created for Qi Condensation cultivators.

But this move was left behind by their ancestor, someone at the Core Formation realm, then adapted so people below that stage could still use it, but only through this sword.

"First level spell, Shield."

He raised a barrier to seal the room in protection as he lifted the sword and inhaled.

Energy channeled through his dantian, into his arm, and flowed into the blade in his hand.

The weapon resonated with a wind hymn. Emerald light gathered along the edge as he released its power.

Stormgate Cannon!

Bang!!

A violent wind burst from the sword and twisted into a raging tornado.

The strike shattered his shield into fragments in a single blow.

"Hahaha..."

"HAHAHA!!"

Wu Han burst into uncontrollable laughter, unable to hold back his excitement.

It looked like he had finally found it.

Magic.

It might not be called that here, but the way this technique worked followed the same principle.

Magic was the act of a caster influencing the outside variables to bend to their will.

This technique reversed the process, yet the result remained the same.

They created the miracle within themselves, then pushed it outward.

"Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, then Nascent Soul."

Wu Han smiled from ear to ear, his eyes bright with determination.

"Just a little longer. I, too, shall ascend!"