Grotto God True Words Technique.
Cave God Taiyi Thunder God Technique.
Cave God Five Thunders True Technique.
Nine Revolutions Spirit Light.
...
A variety of special Dong Shen Observation Techniques; Zhang Jian glanced at them and seemed to perceive the profoundness within the layers of hand techniques. Combined with the "Cave Scripture" he had read, he could deduce about seventy to eighty percent. With careful analysis, he could even innovate upon a simple piece of magic.
As for the profound Cave God Five Thunders True Technique and the Nine Revolutions Spirit Light, they could also be gradually completed.
"..."
Zhang Jian felt that this was not something he wanted to secretly learn but was rather appreciating with the eyes of someone experienced.
But after a few days, Zhang Jian lost interest.
The reason was that he no longer valued ordinary Dong Shen Observation Techniques.
And the core Dong Shen Observation Techniques—these Dong Shen Observation disciples would not place their cultivation areas in the plaza.
Currently, he did not lack various techniques.
In understanding the Heaven and Earth Legal Principle, if he wished to create ordinary magic, it would be done with ease.
What he needed now was to create a technique that would greatly benefit his Dao path or one that could integrate and manifest his foundational practices.
Like the Demon-Slaying Immortal-Slaying Sword that made True Monarch Zhanmo famous.
Zhang Jian was pondering what kind of technique he needed to create.
Swordsmanship?
Seems unnecessary.
The Chaotic Star Technique is vast and profound, with its three forms wielding great power, so there's no need to laboriously pursue more.
On the contrary, the few techniques he had mastered, including the Nine Heavens Wind-Riding Thunder-Controlling Technique, were merely usable and could not be deemed as foundational skills for survival.
At this point, Zhang Jian had his own idea in mind.
He wanted to create a technique similar to the legendary Supreme Treasure, the Map of Mountains and Rivers.
This technique would also be highly compatible with his own foundation.
...
On this day, Zhang Jian, sitting in front of the table, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards a section of the Observatory Platform.
Today, he noticed He Ying was quite late in delivering food.
Soon footsteps approached, and He Ying's graceful figure appeared from below the steps. With one glance, Zhang Jian noticed the qi around He Ying fluctuated, with a hint of a bloody smell about her body.
It seemed she had just been injured.
"Scholar Zhang, I'm late today; please forgive me!"
He Ying slightly bowed.
Zhang Jian glanced at the tray with several exquisite dishes and nodded.
"Just don't be late next time!"
He seemed somewhat unemotional.
He Ying slightly pursed her lips and nodded gently.
She slightly bowed and took her leave.
After He Ying left, a bewitching and alluring soft voice sounded.
"Fake Daoist, did you develop feelings for the little beauty? Alas, this young girl hasn't matured nor understands charm, but I'm here to fulfill your desires!"
He knew this demon was deliberately trying to stir his emotions, so he paid no attention.
"Alright, then fulfill them!"
Taking a small bite of the food, Zhang Jian looked up in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower.
This Demon Suppression Tower had twelve layers, each imprisoning many demon fiends, and each layer housed a very powerful Demon King.
With profound Dao practice or possessing many strong and marvelous powers.
This voice came from a seven-tailed fox in the seventh layer.
Rumor has it that this Demon Fox possesses the bloodline of the Ancient Divine Beast, the Celestial Fox. Its demon technique is strong and unfathomable, though it somehow fell into the hands of the Cave God Sect Ancestor.
Hearing Zhang Jian's near-provocative words, the bewitching laughter grew more rampant, and a pink demon qi materialized from the King Demon Suppression Tower, turning into a stunning beauty in a pink exquisite dress, enchanting every movement and gesture.
"Young Master, here I come~!"
She walked towards Zhang Jian, but upon reaching the edge of the altar, looked at Zhang Jian with her dewy eyes!
"I ask the Young Master to unshackle me so I can serve him!"
Her enchanting eyes were bold and blazing!
Zhang Jian shook his head and said, "This place is too serene; how about we entertain ourselves with a dance?"
Hearing this, the Celestial Fox, however, didn't get angry. She giggled lightly and started dancing seductively at the forefront of the altar.
Her movements were agile, her steps light, her body dividing, her expressions and actions not seductive but exuding dignity, nearly a reflection of the Great Dao, proper rather than sinister.
It seemed like endless Dao profoundness intertwined with her swaying hips, stirring the most primordial True Yang Power of the cultivators.
"This clueless boy is going to have a hard time. Princess Tianyun's Demon God Dance is not something ordinary cultivators can 'enjoy'. His courage to provoke her is bold!"
At this moment within the Demon Suppression Tower, many demon fiends noticed the commotion and were gloating.
Though restricted by the Demon Suppression Tower's Forbidden Technique, the Celestial Fox could not fully exert her Dao practice but could certainly cause him some trouble, perhaps even do something more.
On his mat, Zhang Jian watched this scene, finding it pleasing to the eye. He could also feel an invisible impact penetrating deep into his Dao Heart, instinctively stirring impulses, yet with his Dao Heart's suppression, it did not manipulate his actions.
He could not help but laugh. "The Celestial Fox Race's song and dance certainly live up to their name!"
"But dancing alone is monotonous; how about I find you some company?"
In the Seven-tailed Celestial Fox's astonished eyes, Zhang Jian casually created paper figures of peerless beauties who appeared and danced gracefully in the venue, as if palace maids from Guanghan Palace had descended, turning the cool Observatory Platform into a dance floor.
Zhang Jian clapped to the rhythm.
This scene made the Seven-tailed Celestial Fox's eyebrows twitch. To her, it was entirely a provocation.
She, a princess of the Celestial Fox Palace, was truly being treated by this 'fake Daoist' as a mere dancer.
The Seven-tailed Celestial Fox was extremely angry and yet unconvinced, knowing she was only half a step away from the Primordial Spirit Realm and could not enchant an "ordinary" cultivator?
She knew even the Dong Shen Sect Ancestor had previously suffered at her hands!
At that moment, she vigorously twisted her waist, applying all the Mysterious Techniques of the Celestial Fox Palace, yet Zhang Jian remained unmoved.
Such a situation made the many demon fiends laugh heartily.
"Lady Yun, it seems you danced in vain today; better show it to us, as this scholar knows not value!"
Upon hearing the ridicule from the many demon fiends, the Seven-tailed Celestial Fox frowned and, for a moment, stopped her demon techniques, sizing up Zhang Jian with a cold smile.
"Fake Daoist, I don't believe you can truly resist the dance of the Celestial Fox Palace! When I get out, I shall compete with you again!"
With these words, the figure she transformed into gradually dissipated.
Zhang Jian watched, eyes steady.
He knew there would be no dull moments ahead, but with someone to temper his Dao Heart and test his techniques, was that not a good thing?
Rumble!!
At that moment, Zhang Jian frowned, looking towards the East Mausoleum on the side of the Imperial City.
The East Mausoleum is the Imperial Mausoleum of the Daqian Royal Family.
Most of the Daqian Emperors were buried here after their demise.
Only a few were buried elsewhere.
This place is also where the Daqian Dragon Vein is located.
At this time, Zhang Jian looked into the depths of the East Mausoleum, and with his Spiritual Eye, saw that along with that rumbling sound, an invisible qi seemed to be unleashing from within, but it was obscured and absorbed by a precious light.
That was an extremely powerful Magical Treasure.
"What exactly is the Daqian Royal Family doing inside the East Mausoleum?"
This thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind.
He felt there was something terrifyingly abnormal deep within the East Mausoleum, making his heart stir.