Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement-Chapter 289 - 178: True Essence Soaring, Tempest Brewing

Chapter 289: Chapter 178: True Essence Soaring, Tempest Brewing

Jiang Feng took a brief rest.

Then he brought out the cowhide scroll.

This cowhide scroll was obtained from the Seventh Prince.

On it is recorded a Cultivation Technique that surpasses Celestial Extreme.

The old Daoist said it was translated from the Five Poison Grass and Demon Slaying Skill.

Jiang Feng knew the trick, so he compared it and has confirmed the old Daoist didn’t lie to him; the Cultivation Technique on the cowhide scroll was indeed translated from Demon Slaying Skill and Five Poison Grass.

However, this Cultivation Technique is very peculiar.

Each character looks fine on its own.

But when combined, staring at it forcibly, the eyes not only have a burning sensation, but the blood vessels also become restless.

Nobody knows who it is that was able to record the Cultivation Technique completely on the cowhide scroll?

Jiang Feng tried many methods to try to record it into the attribute panel, but he always failed to succeed.

Now his cultivation has broken through.

He has become a Celestial Profound Realm expert.

Having run from the South to the Northern boundary, Jiang Feng finally has time to review this Cultivation Technique again.

When he was at the Primordial Realm, Jiang Feng couldn’t read more than a few lines before his eyes would start to burn; forcing himself to continue, he would only be able to read less than one-fourth of the content.

After reaching the True Essence Realm, the content he could see reached half; but continuing on, not only was his eyes unable to endure, his blood vessels and True Essence would also be impacted.

Now he wants to see how much content the strength of the Celestial Profound Realm allows him to view.

He started from the first character.

Reading line by line.

Before long, he had read half.

Continuing downward, his eyes showed no abnormalities; each character pieced together entered his mind, and from the beginning to this point, he seemed to be able to memorize each character.

As if they were already imprinted in his mind.

"Hmm?"

But just at this moment, Jiang Feng felt his vision blur.

He quickly looked around.

The surroundings showed no change; the wind blowing the grass, the flickering mozzie fire, visible in sharp relief, yet further into the cowhide scroll’s contents, everything was a blur, as if clouds obstructed him, preventing him from memorizing the continued contents.

Jiang Feng blinked, confirming there was no burning sensation from before.

He closed the cowhide scroll.

A moment later, he opened it again.

This time he tried something clever.

Attempting to read backward from the end.

Trying to memorize the content in reverse, piecing together all the characters in his mind, attempting to record it into the attribute panel.

Unexpectedly.

The rear characters remained a blur, but the earlier content, he no longer needed to look at; he could recite it backwards fluently, as if the preceding characters were already stored in his mind, inherently unforgettable.

"What kind of Cultivation Technique is this?"

"Why so strange."

"Should I find someone to help me read out the remaining content?"

"Maybe where I can’t see, others can." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Forget it, this Cultivation Technique has a magical power; I shouldn’t casually find someone to try, for fear the matter gets exposed, or involves innocent people."

Jiang Feng shook his head, finally storing the cowhide scroll away.

He has long years, as long as the cowhide scroll isn’t taken away, sooner or later he can record the Cultivation Technique into the panel, no need to rush.

He rested for another half-hour, then left the desolate village to continue north; even after entering the Northern boundary, he dared not let down his guard, rushing another three days on the road.

"White Tiger Mountain!"

Jiang Feng saw the silhouette of White Tiger Mountain.

Thinking back to when he and Han Dong at White Tiger Mountain maneuvered against Seventh Prince, Second Prince, and Red Lotus Sect rebel faction, spinning everyone in circles, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but go up the mountain for a look.

Many traces on the mountain remain.

Traps Han Dong left, some even haven’t been triggered, the further up you go, the more dried bloodstains there are.

Reaching the mountaintop.

Jiang Feng gazed toward Dragon Capital’s direction, seeing Dragon Capital like a birthmark imprinted on the distant land, appearing both strikingly ugly and noticeable.

Suddenly.

From Dragon Capital’s direction, a group passed by the foot of White Tiger Mountain.

In the air, more than ten hunting falcons with a wingspan of ten meters flew past the mountain’s waist.

Standing at the White Tiger Mountain’s peak.

Jiang Feng’s sight reached far.

The Celestial Profound Realm’s eye power allowed him to see figures standing on those hunting falcons.

"They are from the Demon Suppression Bureau."

Jiang Feng frowned.

The Demon Suppression Bureau is one of Dragon Capital’s Four Great Prisons, housing numerous Beast Masters, imprisoning many half-demons, or Beast Masters handling fierce beasts and birds who have broken the law.

Jiang Feng has never been to the Demon Suppression Bureau.

But knows the capable people in the Demon Suppression Bureau abound, with many powerful demon birds, a special power within Dragon Capital, truly controlled by the Emperor of the Great Tang.

Even if Bao Longwei becomes the Chief of Prison, he can’t interfere in many matters of the Demon Suppression Bureau; his position there resembles more of a disciplinary committee, supervising each person’s conduct, and upon discovering any issues, he must report to the Emperor for approval before executing his authority.

"Are they going to deal with the Blood Wolf King?"

Jiang Feng thought of the Blood Wolf King causing chaos in Chishui County, with masses of refugees and Chishui County noble families’ soldiers flooding into the Great Tang domain, making it highly likely for the Demon Suppression Bureau to mobilize forces targeting the Blood Wolf King.

"Hmm?"

At this time, Jiang Feng felt a gaze upon him.

It was a red-clad woman seated on a hunting falcon.

She sat on the falcon’s back; the falcon carried her, flying upward from White Tiger Mountain’s middle, Jiang Feng stood at the peak; she looked up this way, leading the falcon upward, reached the sky above the mountaintop, swept Jiang Feng from above, then maneuvered the falcon to dive into distance, swiftly becoming a black dot.