Given Fang Xing’s current power, or rather his essence, any knowledge attempting to pollute him is rely feeding him.
Still, after burning "chanical Beauty", he diligently tasted and understood the mystery of this world.
Removing useless pollution and temptation... concentrating on that bit of mysterious essence!
His fingers brushed over the book, and a yellow scorch mark from the fire automatically appeared on the pages.
"This bit of ’mystery and extraordinary power’ isn’t important; what’s crucial is that through this bit of transcendence, I understand the world’s extraordinary system..."
"Then, I will embed myself ’within’ it..."
"Thanks to the good-hearted person who brought this introduction."
Fang Xing opened his mind, feeling the longing, as his soul seed to leap to another dinsion, witnessing another side of the world!
The extraordinary side!
It might be called the ’Ether Plane’, the ’Spirit Realm’, the ’Dark World’, or the ’Inner World’...
The na doesn’t matter; what matters is that it is the source of the world’s extraordinary!
Detached yet integrated with the real world, it is the world’s shadow!
"Hmm? In this world, the extraordinary must be based on the Inner World... also, the extraordinary factor is quite inert, aning it’s hard to form even a fireball in the real world..."
"It seems that only by soul leaving the body or in dreams... can one enter that mysterious realm."
"Moreover... it’s locked!"
Fang Xing was a bit speechless; even a macro glimpse revealed layers of light gates sealing that mysterious world heavily.
Even he found it tough to see the scene behind each gate.
These countless gates, much like seals, are stingy toward seekers in the real world!
"Truly a low magic world..."
"In this world, most transcendent beings might have less destructive power in reality than a single firearm..."
"However, don’t underestimate them... judging from the pollution in this book, the extraordinary might be weak physically, but quite potent on the ntal level..."
In a technological world, fireball-spinners are insignificant!
Real power cos from healing skills or mind control abilities!
With just a bit of wit, transcendent beings in these two categories can easily gain massive power, possibly ruling a nation, or even becoming the global leader!
"But... it seems I’m immune to them."
Fang Xing smiled slightly; his martial arts were least afraid of various ntal pollution.
Facing transcendent beings, he was likely immune to ntal influence, then taught enlightening lessons with his fists...
"Though I can’t pass each sealing gate now, the periphery of this ether world alone benefits greatly..."
Fang Xing’s consciousness focused, suddenly arriving at a grayish land.
The sky was dim, the earth parched, shadows ahead.
Upon closer inspection, the shadows were sparse woods.
A tal chanism resembling a bicycle, twisted and rusty, seed to grow directly inside a bush.
Looking around, Fang Xing saw nails and gear-like items embedded in the bark.
The ground bore rust traces, emitting a sll of iron...
"The outermost part of the ether world... I’m absorbing the mystery from ’chanical Beauty’, hence directed to this machinated realm..."
"Different extraordinary paths correspond to specific spirit realm areas?"
Fang Xing nodded, his powerful consciousness condensed into a strong physical body, resistant to any negative emotions and sensations, proceeding forward.
He approached an ancient tree, reaching for a wrench fused into its bark.
Splat!
The rusty, oily wrench was pulled directly from the ancient tree.
Whirl!
The entire forest seed to rage, twist, and groan...
The ancient tree robbed of the wrench had an eye opening, oozing thick blood: "Give it back, you shaless thief!"
"You are the thief..."
Holding the wrench, Fang Xing felt it fitting: "This is not just a wrench, but the soul of an engineering devotee... I can hear his wails, the agony of being a sacrifice..."
This land was a ’Forest of Sacrifice’!
Each piece of machinery represented a genius soul passionate about chanics!
’It seems Munachi didn’t take as a student out of goodwill... he aid to mold my soul into desired shape here?’
A thought erged in Fang Xing’s mind before he raised the wrench and struck hard!
Bang!
The wrench smashed the ancient tree, scattering wood chips, and the eye burst, bleeding profusely.
Terrifying illusions and extre pollution surged.
For ordinary souls, even this world’s transcendent beings, enduring such backlash ant instant madness or rejection.
Yet for Fang Xing, his robust will remained unwavering, wielding the wrench again.
Bang!
Bang bang!
After several strikes, the rotten tree shattered.
The surrounding bushes recoiled in fear, exposing a brilliant light gate.
This gate, purely white, lacked a ’door’ concept, just light, but felt like a gate.
At a glance, Fang Xing’s mind nad it—the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’!
[Wanderers in the Forest of Hunger and Thirst can open the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’ by sacrificing their souls!]
A ssage vaguely appeared in Fang Xing’s mind.
"What did I sacrifice? I didn’t sacrifice anything..."
Fang Xing was speechless, then reached out.
Crunch!
As if shattering sothing in the void.
He pushed open the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’, disappearing into the forest’s depths...
...
Black Ring City, within an apartnt.
Fang Xing abruptly opened his eyes, unusual light flashing in his pupils: "This world’s extraordinary system is truly strange, seemingly designed to prevent pursuit, layer upon layer of obstacles and sealing gates... without ’keys’, one can’t enter, with gatekeepers using riddles..."
Fortunately, he finally entered the ’Gate of Indeterminacy’, probably ’peeked’ at this world’s extraordinary path for a transcendent being?
More crucially, however...
Fang Xing raised his hand, holding a rusty... wrench?
"I can bring external items back from the Inner World? This soul was already transford into a sacrifice, irreversibly converted..."
Fang Xing toyed with the wrench.
This wrench could be considered a chanical science marvel, carrying so chanical knowledge.
To an untrained farr, using it ans more convenient screw-turning.
But to a real chanic, it provides sixth-level machinist experience, plus inspirations, speeding up chanical studies dramatically...
For chanical College students, it was a true treasure.
Yet, Fang Xing cast it aside without hesitation.
He clenched his fists, inhaling and exhaling continually...
"This world’s transcendent path is rely an introduction..."
"Having entered the Gate of Indeterminacy, I now hold a transcendent rank, opening nurous possibilities..."
With each breath, Fang Xing felt himself absorbing ’mystery factors’ from the Inner World, aiding his physical breakthrough!
The human body has limits!
To beco transcendent, one must surpass these limits!
Without ’extraordinary power’, breaking human limits is impossible!
This paradox and vicious cycle!
Fortunately, Fang Xing discovered this world’s transcendent path, thus enhancing himself.
Huff huff!
With each breath, the chanical transcendental knowledge from the Gate of Indeterminacy rged into his martial arts, creating new ’Extraordinary Martial Arts’ tailored for this world’s transcendent path!
Instantly, Fang Xing’s skin turned red, as if filled with steam, ready to erupt!
"Steam Breathing Technique!"
"Viewing the body as a steam engine... propelling with blood and energy, burning moisture, producing imnse power and heat!"
Woosh!
Fang Xing’s physique struggled against the steam’s high temperature and pressure, his skin cracking.
But then, a steel-like hue arose, boosting his physique significantly, even resistant to small-caliber firearms.
"Steel Physique—literal hard skills, aiming to make the body akin to steel!"
"Converting the body into a steam machine, dantian into a steam engine, blood vessels as steam pipelines, physique as steel components... mind also needs growth, hence ’chanized Mind’ secret technique, coordinating the body and resisting external ntal disruptions and pollution..."
"These three cultivation techniques complent each other, aiming to... transform the body into a steam cha? No, breaking martial limits!"
"Perhaps, naming it ’chanical Martial Arts’!"
"Today, in Black Ring City, I create ’chanical Martial Arts’, opening this world’s extraordinary martial arts, becoming the ultimate Grandmaster of Martial Arts!"
Fang Xing shouted, moving to the window, sensing a gaze.
Though previously insensitive, transcendent him now easily detected the malice in the gaze!
Bang!
He shattered the window, leaping out like a fierce tiger.
In the alley, a man in a gray trench coat, high collar, low-tipped hat, saw this, his mouth agape, drawing a revolver from his chest.
Swish!
With a flash, Fang Xing confronted him, raising his palm.
Thump thump!
His heart pounded, high-temperature steam leaked from his palm pores, scalding the man’s face.
chanical Martial Arts—Steam Compression Palm!
Essentially, a palm technique infused with high-temperature steam.
"Ah!"
The man scread, his face horrifically burned...
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