As I can look at the array of experiences before , I cant help but wonder how long this will take.
From what I can see, it doesnt look like theres an end to the number of thods around . And my scan wont tell how many are left or coming up. All I can do is just go through this.
Moving from one experience to the next, seeing things I could have never imagined being perford by my ethereal self. And as I leave each one, being able to take a tiny piece of what that cultivation thod showed .
thods that have cultivating like a dragon. Growing scales, breathing fire, raising water and streams.
Or various others that allowed to wield the power of fire itself. There are quite a few of those, of varying strength.
It goes on, and on, and on. I spend what feels like days, weeks, or months here. I honestly cant tell, as it seems like theres a ti change even when I go into each experience. Stacking ti differentials.
Even with that being the case, I continue to collect more and more information in my scan. I see no reason not to take advantage of the beyond golden opportunity in front of .
Its quite obvious because of the quality of these cultivation thods that even one of these would be the treasure of any sect. Even the weakest one Ive seen could be an important cultivation thod of a small sect.
But a subtle feeling erges in my heart.
A feeling of wrongness.
And its not just my heart. My scan is throwing off warning signals left and right.
That sothing is building up.
A feeling of great displeasure is radiating from my surroundings.
A deeper dive into this reveals that the purpose of this book is to allow a person to choose a single cultivation thod and take it away. mory of all other thods will disappear and be taken.
Once its job is complete, it turns into only that cultivation thod, with no way to go back to its previous state. Even with turning back ti (which was apparently an option).
Obviously, thats not whats happening. My scan is bypassing that restriction, allowing to retrieve bits and pieces of the other cultivation thods.
Items of such capability and strength typically have so limited asure of sentience, whether imbued or gained over ti.
With the sentience that this item has, can tell that sohow Im keeping so of the information that is supposed to be forgotten. But, because of the nature of how Im doing it, it cannot be sure.
The closest comparison would be if, in the first ga at a casino, the dealer has the impression that you might be cheating, but no matter what they try, they cant figure out how you are doing it. So, they want to let you keep going until they figure it out or you reach their red line.
Unfortunately for it, it cant even stop unless it can definitively prove Im cheating on it.
Thus, I occasionally see repeats of so of the previous ones.
And I sense its taphorical eyes on .
Using my scan, I remove any surprise or reactions from my body each ti. When compared to all the scans I normally have to have active this is a lot easier. Especially in this taphysical state.
It even got to the point where it brought out the void cultivation thod again, which I took advantage of and gathered more information on, as I had missed most of it.
But all good things co to an end, as there are only two thods in front of now.
One is giving a very comforting glow and is nothing but just a light. The other has an interesting set up, where there is a love seat, a desk, and a book laying on a table with the light shining on it. Unfortunately for that one, my Scan is telling that the soft glowing light one is the one that fits best.
As I get closer to that one, a slight glance to my right where the other thod is shows that I wouldnt have wanted to go over there, anyway. The title of the book on that table was:
Absolute Seduction thod,
How to Get People to Repeatedly Do Things That They Wouldnt Want to Do.
that definitely doesnt sound like a book I either want to read or learn.
Just before I go into the light, I then realize that that knowledge may be useful as defensive knowledge. It might even be effective as defense against people like the prostitute gang. I imdiately turn to try to go for that area.
However, I feel myself get pulled away and out of the book with this shining cultivation thod.
The book had enough of my shit and gave the glowing thod while kicking out.
It quickly changes into a book with undecipherable words on it. Slowly, the words inside beco decipherable and permanent. Everything my scan is telling is showing that this is essentially erasing itself in the world and replacing it with the information for that cultivation thod.
As the words beco clearer, I can feel my stress levels rising and the blood drain out of my face.
No, no, no, no
This cant be right. It cant be serious.
As the last of the book appears, I receive the last bits of information about this cultivation thod and its requirents.
This includes the absolute confirmation from my scan that this is THE best thod for to cultivate.
Before I dive into it, I look around and realize that Im still not in the real world.
From what I can tell, this is so kind of interim space that allows the book to transform itself into its final form.
As I realized that, sothing happens that is sowhat similar to the experiences I went through when I was inside the book space.
The area around blurs, and I experience soft glowing light that fills my area, then slowly disappears.
Coming into view is an environnt that, regardless of age or culture, is recognizable. A dical treatnt area.
People lay on the ground within the structure, clearly injured. Physicians rush around, trying their best to keep them alive. With the extent of the injuries on these folk, many dont look like theyre going to make it.
Theres so much sound that its difficult to even think. Screaming, yelling, crying. And simultaneously, the frozen stillness that only cos from a dead body.
But then theres a change. Sothing unlike anything else that has co through here.
Around the corner, a light shines. Its but a flash of light, but out of sight sounds of happiness erge. The air seems warr, better. The physicians work even more desperately to keep these people alive even one more second.
Everything reaches a fever pitch.
And then he arrives. Or to be specific, I do. This other goes around the corner and the people around him shine with the light before appearing as if they were never injured in the first place.
The works of the hospital rest before moving on to other patients, their loads less and if only a little bit.
My view is thrust far out into the atmosphere and then brought back down to the world, to a battlefield.
Death and destruction everywhere. Demonic Cultivators throwing massive blackened projectiles across a massive battlefield. As they land, they spread pestilence and black mist everywhere. Countless forces on the other side erge from portals and seem like a never-ending tide. Our side is a paltry amount in comparison. But they hold.
However, without help, it is a failed effort.
Unlike the ti in the hospital, there is no light.
Instead, it is the cultivators themselves whose eyes light up like fire as their wounds heal imdiately. They stand up strong and their light shines even brighter, as if theyve grown stronger just from the challenge. They fall only to rise again continuously, wearing away the enemy at a visible rate, until none is left.
And with that, theres just one figure standing in the back, seemingly doing nothing. Once again, its .
For the last ti, Im yanked into the sky to view one more sequence.
This ti its in the most humble of settings. A street corner with an old man and his young granddaughter. The old man has already passed away from old age, but the granddaughter could not bring herself to leave his side. Clearly poor individuals, she is now alone in this life.
But all is not lost. Slowly but surely, the old mans eyes reopen. He had clearly died, but now hes alive. As his eyes turn up, it goes first to his granddaughter, and then the stranger who is around the corner. His hand reaches up but now has fallen in surprise as the person has moved away.
My vision blurs and Im back in the interim area to comprehend what I just saw.
This cultivation thod is called the Boundless Healing technique.
It has the capability of doing the one thing that I know my healing cannot do. Bring the dead back to life, no matter their previous state. No matter how long it has been.
Unfortunately, other than that, this thod is generally the sa as my normal healing.
It also cos with one major restriction, one which does not bode well for my future in this world.
No offensive techniques can be used with the thod. Whether combat arts, body cultivation, or sword techniques. This doesnt even encompass all the things it prevents. Even so taming techniques cannot be used.
With the little Ive seen from cultivators, I can only wonder how am I supposed to defend myself at higher levels?
I think Ive just beco a cultivation healing bot.
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