774: Chapter 760: Copy 774: Chapter 760: Copy Lu Ping’an had sold “information” before, his first ti doing so left Hua senior sister owing him more than a hundred points.
It was this “debt” that gradually bound them to Lu Ping’an, leading them onto a dangerous path.
In essence, the Conscience Contract is the result of the “debtor’s inner pricing,” using the Life Bank’s contract as a dium to extract an equivalent of “life” from the debtor.
They felt like they owed a huge favor, which was why they incurred such a massive debt…
“…How co each of them is smiling as if they’ve picked up millions, as if they’re the ones who’ve made a fortune?”
“At a crucial juncture, being able to guide you and tailor a developnt path for the future…
is actually even more outrageous than giving them a profession directly.
It’s very likely that they’ll have things to do for the next ten years.”
Decree-level professionals might be big shots, but they are often more confused than when they were low-level.
Because at the low level, they only need to climb up the already established “ladder,” but once they have surpassed the Decree level and embarked on their own “path,” everything turns into a vast expanse, and they don’t know where to go.
They can try to hold multiple jobs, search for a new path or even start from a lower-level profession…
but no one can guarantee that it is the right choice.
Decree-level individuals do have a slightly higher “lifespan,” but it is still limited.
Wasting ti is equivalent to walking the path to death.
“They made a fortune, and so did I, but who’s the one at a loss…?”
Lu Ping’an touched his chin, sowhat puzzled.
Then he looked at the big cat with a repressed expression, nodded, and changed the topic.
“…
That guy, his na is ‘Block Wave Blade,’ right?
He really deserves to be a renowned master in An Chun City, using that saw blade so beautifully.”
“Heh, ‘Block Wave Blade?’ It’s Mantis Blade.
Didn’t you see his reverse grip technique?
Oh right, I forgot, you’re just as bad as him, haven’t even mastered traditional martial arts.”
Lu Ping’an shrugged and smiled at the unlucky guy who had been taken advantage of again, not retorting.
If she wanted to find solace in bickering, let her say it…
this pathetic fellow has nothing left but a mouth.
Lu Ping’an casually took out two bones, lightly touched them, and suddenly had two bone daggers with saws in his hand.
He gently waved them, starting off unskilled, but then getting faster and faster, creating a net of blades before his eyes.
Even though his movents still differed greatly from the original, the fierce, courageous, and endlessly flowing “blade montum” was imitated by Lu Ping’an.
Next, he completed two Ground Rolling Blade moves, and then…
“Buzz!”
The next mont, he completed a bizarre teleport, appearing seventeen ters away from his original position, and the two bone daggers had already torn the spatial coordinates.
Learn and mimic the extraordinary martial skills of professionals?
In a short ti, even with continuous “investnt,” Lu Ping’an couldn’t do it.
He was only imitating the warrior’s combat routine, using his own high-level martial skills to imitate and deduce that set of tactics.
He slowly and painfully recreated the process one by one, and finally, grasped the “Law” result.
“No good, it’s far from enough…
That blade of his is both fast and slow, it can walk through the void and appear exactly where it needs to be seconds later.”
“Block Wave Blade” Tang Daoyi, his profession is a Decree-level fast blade user.
The core of his technique, “Void Surfing,” had just been displayed.
His lower-level abilities included so spatial system professionals, including the familiar Runner Path of Lu Ping’an, or else he wouldn’t have chosen Tang Daoyi.
What Lu Ping’an imitated was only the “form,” rely learning and understanding its lower-order materials one by one, using them to create a similar effect.
But when compared to the real deal, there’s no comparison…
countless masters in the An Chun region had died by that unpredictable space-slashing blade.
As Lu Ping’an practiced over and over, he unconsciously thought of his own “martial arts ntor” Hannah’s axe that tore through space.
However, Tang Daoyi was like a swimming master, gently tearing open a small hole with his hands and squeezing himself in, while Hannah directly shattered the space, a straightforward heavy blow….
“…Um, the forr is a thief, slowly and quietly, not needing a gun, while the latter is a robber, directly using brute force, breaking the door, and killing people.”
Lu Ping’an nodded in satisfaction, drawing a “simple conclusion” that could anger his own ntor.
However, this understanding turned out to be quite useful; Lu Ping’an mysteriously beca more and more familiar with the space and his “imitation” beca closer and closer to “reality.”
Although Lu Ping’an could never completely imitate the essence and truly master the Decree, as it contained too many things he could not touch or understand…
but being able to simply understand this “decree” and use it was enough for him.
“Buzz!”
This ti, the teleportation was successful again…
but Lu Ping’an’s teleport was not like the instant Shrink Land, taking half a second longer than expected to appear.
Lu Ping’an laughed, as he faintly felt the sensation.
It wasn’t spatial teleportation, but rather dematerializing himself for a mont and squeezing into a possibly existing “higher-dinsional space” before drifting back again after an instant.
At that mont, he truly wasn’t in this world, so unlike Shrink Land, all curse, prediction, and perception abilities were ineffective on him, and he was destined to deliver that slash.
This wasn’t a mature Decree; it was a makeshift creation using a series of abilities, and though it couldn’t evolve further, it proved that Lu Ping’an’s “formula” was correct.
He had already mastered it.
“Not bad, really not bad…
It’s a pity that he’s the one using this ability.”
It was also excessive for Lu Ping’an to throw away the bridge after crossing the river, and even criticize others as incompetent masters.
“Indeed, it’s a pity that his accumulation is not enough, and he probably has very little chance of advancing in this area.
This was clearly the most promising ‘direction.'”
“…
Is this why you guided him to abandon his sword and follow the path of a fighter?”
“It’s much better than that dead-end path.
His body and spirit have been repeatedly sharpened under this ‘ability,’ so following the Fighting Path would be quite promising.
I also introduced him to the most suitable Path; under the Rule-level, his ‘hand slash’ would be very terrifying.”
To that certain Tang, this path had been cut off, because he could not, before his life runs out, make up for that pile of “knowledge” and “professions”…
Even if he did, his talent would hardly allow him to advance further on such a difficult path.
“If he were to force a breakthrough, I estimate the only option would be to change his species, join a spatial system deity, turn himself into a lower-level Family Clan mber, and advance further with his racial talent…” That’s actually how a Beast Tar/Life system would operate; if the talent wasn’t enough, switch to another one.
But Lu Ping’an didn’t ntion this, partly because it was tantamount to seeking death, and partly because even if he survived, he wouldn’t be himself anymore.
Anyway, this Decree was very powerful, and it had great potential, but he – Tang, couldn’t go further with it.
“That’s enough, let’s move on to the next one…”
At this mont, a new page in the “book” carried by Lu Ping’an had been completed, and he knew that he had thoroughly “understood” this Decree…
even more profoundly than its Original Owner.
“Chaos Rod…
uh, did this guy jump out of a wuxia story?”
Lu Ping’an knew this guy quite well because after “investing” in the duo, they discussed and found a place to fight for an entire day…
There aren’t many fools among Decree-level strongn, so they quickly found the most efficient thod to improve.
Two almost equal masters fought themselves into the Healer’s “slaughtering room,” and in the process, Lu Ping’an indeed gained a lot of “harvest.”
The original “Profession” theory, combined with practical combat and various deadly fight strategies, had already maximally recreated the “life” of that professional.
“Boom!”
The log waved by Lu Ping’an smashed a big hole in the ground without any damage to the wood itself.
Compared to that dual-blade, perhaps this heavy Battle-profession Decree was more suitable for Lu Ping’an himself.
Soon, another page was filled, and Lu Ping’an was getting closer and closer to his goal.
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