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Although Lin Feng had already suspected that Elder Ying Shan must have known something about the secrets of Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva,
he never expected the old man to know this much.
Even the matter of the Bodhisattva Seed—he knew it all clearly.
It was likely that the old man's desire to obtain the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva was driven by a singular goal: to retrieve the Bodhisattva Seed hidden within it.
And ultimately, to use that seed to locate the Bodhisattva Heart, thereby seizing the opportunity to break through to the Dou Sheng realm.
That kind of heaven-defying opportunity right in front of him—no wonder Elder Ying Shan...
The moment he learned Lin Feng had acquired the Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva, he hadn't even tried to negotiate and immediately attempted to take it by force.
After all, in an era where no Dou Di existed, a Dou Sheng stood at the pinnacle of the continent.
For someone like Elder Ying Shan, who had no hope of advancing to Dou Zun through normal cultivation, that kind of chance was simply too tempting.
"Ugh…"
Even most Dou Zun-level experts would risk everything for even the slightest chance to break through to Dou Sheng.
Still—had Elder Ying Shan not set his sights on Lin Feng's Bodhisattva Body Transformation Saliva, Lin Feng probably wouldn't have thought of killing him.
Naturally, he also wouldn't have obtained such a staggering pile of treasures.
Shaking his head, Lin Feng pushed aside those scattered thoughts.
After returning the ancient compendium in his hands to its original spot, his soul perception once again continued searching through the contents of the spatial ring.
"Hmm? What are these scrolls?"
His attention was drawn to a small wooden rack that held only five scrolls. His expression flickered with curiosity as he reached out and grabbed one.
As soon as he opened it, the confusion on his face instantly vanished—replaced by utter shock.
A powerful surge of excitement burst forth from deep within his heart, so intense that it caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.
Carved in bold, ancient characters on the left edge of the scroll were the words:
"Eighth-Tier Pill Recipe: Advancement Pill!"
"To think… this old bastard even had an eighth-tier pill recipe! Looks like I really underestimated the opportunities Elder Ying Shan had stumbled upon!"
After standing frozen for quite some time, Lin Feng finally exhaled heavily and slowly rolled the scroll closed, his voice filled with emotion.
This time, he had truly been shaken to his core.
Elder Ying Shan was merely a Four-Star Dou Zong, yet his wealth of treasures was absurd.
Even most seventh-tier alchemists, aside from possessing more pills, would probably not compare in other aspects.
It seemed highly likely that the ancient alchemist who had originally possessed these treasures had also nearly reached the eighth-tier level.
Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, that person never broke through—
and ultimately died, leaving behind this massive inheritance.
"No wonder Elder Ying Shan disappeared for several decades. He was probably hiding away in secret, slowly digesting the wealth left behind by that peak seventh-tier alchemist."
Gazing at the extremely rare eighth-tier recipe in his hand, Lin Feng couldn't help but marvel at the old man's good fortune.
If Elder Ying Shan hadn't made the mistake of ambushing him this time, he could've quietly cultivated to the peak of Dou Zong, then headed to Central Plains and traded these treasures for even higher-level resources.
Perhaps, in a few hundred years, he might've had a real shot at stepping into the Dou Zun realm!
Thinking of the other scrolls beside the recipe, Lin Feng quickly stored the one in his hand and reached for the next one to examine, after examining the first eighth-tier pill recipe, Lin Feng continued pulling out the remaining scrolls one by one.
The next two scrolls also turned out to be different types of eighth-tier pill recipes.
Then, he picked up the second-to-last scroll and unfurled it.
Just as he was expecting yet another eighth-tier pill recipe...
"Mid-Grade Earth Class Technique: External Avatar."
Those ancient characters leapt directly into his line of sight.
"Huh? Why is this kind of technique mixed in with alchemy-related items?"
Lin Feng frowned slightly in confusion, murmuring to himself. Still, he continued reading the technique's description.
"External Avatar — this technique is exceptionally rare. Once mastered, the cultivator can create a soul-based avatar. The avatar's strength and distance from the main body depend on the user's soul power.
In times of danger, the avatar can be sent ahead to scout or distract, effectively preserving the real body. Even if the avatar is destroyed, the main body will only suffer temporary weakness but no lasting harm to the soul's origin.
While this technique has a side benefit of gradually enhancing soul power, the speed of improvement is limited. Those who wish to cultivate this technique are advised to pair it with a suitable soul technique to maximize its effectiveness."
"What a brilliant life-saving technique," Lin Feng muttered after reading the introduction.
"As long as the enemy's soul power isn't drastically higher than your own, they'll have no way of tracking the true body's location. And it can even enhance soul power? If I didn't already have the Flame Mantra, I might've seriously considered training this."
He couldn't help but admire the mind that had created such a strange and ingenious technique.
In the brutal, kill-or-be-killed world of the Dou Qi continent, this technique was practically the perfect tool for murder, arson, and escape.
"Wait... it mentioned a paired Soul Technique?!"
Suddenly realizing something, Lin Feng shoved the scroll back into the spatial ring and immediately snatched up the last scroll from the rack.
This one had a black core, its surface etched with gold-colored mysterious patterns that interwove like ancient veins of power—clearly exuding an aura of antiquity.
But Lin Feng didn't have time to admire its design. He unrolled it without hesitation.
"High-Grade Huang Class Soul Technique: Soul Gathering Technique!"
Those words were etched boldly onto the jet-black scroll.
"Holy sh*t! This is an absolute jackpot!"
Lin Feng's thoughts were in complete chaos. He had no words to describe his current mood—except to erupt into repeated bursts of national profanity.
His hands trembled uncontrollably as he clutched the scroll, too overwhelmed to even speak properly.
Despite being just High-Grade Huang Class, this Soul Technique was unbelievably rare.
If a peak seventh-tier alchemist who was stuck at a bottleneck saw this, even if it cost everything they owned, they'd still gladly trade for it.
Because pills can be refined again, herbs can be searched for, recipes can be rediscovered but a Soul Technique? If you missed one in front of you, you might never see another in your lifetime!
"Haha! Talk about a pillow delivered when you're dozing off! Just earlier I was worrying about how to improve my soul power… And now this Elder Ying Shan practically handed me the solution himself!"
Gripping the two ends of the black jade scroll tightly, Lin Feng laughed heartily in joy.
He wasn't surprised that the scroll bore only a title but no visible contents.
Starting from Earth Class cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques, the knowledge was typically recorded through soul imprints rather than ink.
Even though this Soul Technique was only HuangClass in level, its rarity made it perfectly reasonable for the content to be soul-sealed.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Lin Feng released his soul power directly from his brow, and it surged toward the scroll, instantly enveloping it.
As his soul power touched the scroll, faint, invisible ripples stirred across its surface.
Then, streams of imperceptible information began flowing directly into his mind, like a whisper only his soul could hear.
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