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After the demonstration, Zhou Xiong used the Subspace Network to add Qin Feng as a personal contact and directly sent him an astonishingly large, encrypted data packet.
"Inside is a standard instructional video I recorded a while ago. It’s not as good as in-person guidance, but it contains all the detailed variations of the ten forms of the Ten-Complete Hand, along with thousands of accompanying breathing methods, hundreds of Meditation techniques, and hundreds of thousands of methods for manipulating Spiritual Power and Spiritual Energy at different points, as well as meridian circulation charts."
Qin Feng sent his consciousness into it, giving the data packet’s table of contents a cursory glance.
His eyelid couldn’t help but twitch violently.
Just as Zhou Xiong had said, the amount of information inside was as vast as a boundless sea.
The text files alone—which covered the combinations and underlying principles of the various breathing methods, Meditation techniques, and Spiritual Manipulation Techniques—amounted to a staggering tens of millions of words!
It was practically a systematic and profound academic discipline in itself!
"Alright, I’ve given you the materials. From here on, it’s up to you."
Zhou Xiong waved his hand, signaling that Qin Feng could leave.
"Go on. Study hard, and don’t let this opportunity go to waste."
"Yes! I understand!"
Qin Feng once again gave a standard Imperial Army salute, burying his excitement and shock deep in his heart, and was about to turn and leave.
"Wait."
Zhou Xiong’s voice came from behind him once again.
Qin Feng stopped, turned around, a trace of confusion on his face.
He saw Zhou Xiong’s deep eyes gazing at him quietly. Beneath that gentle gaze was a hidden, incredibly complex emotion that Qin Feng had never seen before.
There was expectation, admonition, and a trace of... a profound warning about the past.
"Child, remember my words."
Zhou Xiong’s voice was no longer as placid as before. Instead, it carried an unprecedented gravity that seemed to pierce right to the soul.
"Our battles, our expeditions—their purpose has never been to gain personal glory, nor to make others follow and admire us. It is certainly not to build a dazzling military record and make a name for ourselves."
"Battle is only a means to ensure the continuation of civilization, not the end goal."
"If, in battle, you overly crave the glory that belongs to the victor, if you become too intoxicated by the loyalty and camaraderie forged in blood and fire... then that pure emotion, an emotion belonging to a Warrior, can easily attract the attention of a Subspace Evil God."
Zhou Xiong’s words were like a cold bolt of lightning that instantly flashed through Qin Feng’s mind.
He instantly understood the profound meaning behind Zhou Xiong’s words.
This was the heaviest... warning! From a legendary powerhouse who stood at the forefront of the Empire’s military might and had witnessed countless instances of light and darkness.
A chill quietly crept up Qin Feng’s spine.
He gave Zhou Xiong a deep bow.
"I... will remember."
Qin Feng’s tone was incredibly firm, each word as heavy as a mountain.
Seeing his clear and resolute gaze, Zhou Xiong revealed the faintest of smiles.
He nodded.
"Alright, go now."
This time, Qin Feng did not linger.
He bowed once more, then turned and, carrying with him the profound Ten-Complete Hand and that incredibly heavy warning, swiftly departed from the bamboo forest above the sea of clouds.
Qin Feng’s figure vanished completely into the Immortal Realm where the sea of clouds and bamboo forest intertwined, taking him away from the "Martial Immortal" district, a place that belonged to the strong.
Qin Feng stood outside the gate, his eyes slightly closed, but a monstrous wave was currently raging in his Spiritual World.
The profound Ten-Complete Hand was like a vast, boundless nebula of information, compressed to its absolute limit, slowly swirling in his mind.
Ten exquisitely refined forms, thousands of arcane breathing methods, hundreds of thousands of techniques for manipulating Spiritual Power and Spiritual Energy... All of this was just the tip of the iceberg.
And echoing deep within his soul was Lord Zhou Xiong’s incredibly heavy warning.
"...if, in battle, you overly crave the glory that belongs to the victor... you will easily attract the attention of certain Evil Gods in Subspace."
This wasn’t just an admonition; it was the most precious experience, paid for with countless lives and sacrifices by a legend standing at the pinnacle of the Empire’s military might.
After a long while, Qin Feng slowly let out a turbid breath, forcing his turbulent emotions back down, submerging them beneath the placid lake of his heart.
Qin Feng’s way of thinking had always been pragmatic and goal-oriented.
His thoughts quickly shifted from the warning about the future back to the here and now.
’What’s next?’
The answer was crystal clear.
Return to his dorm, immediately enter the Imperial Trading House, and use his ten thousand Contribution Points to purchase the key to a higher level of existence—the fifth-grade Cultivation Technique, *Great Sun Qi Meridian Method*.
Then, it would be time for a new round of deep seclusion—one that would perhaps be even longer and more painful.
He would follow the Cultivation Technique’s guidance to merge the three hundred and sixty Great Sun Acupoints in his body—which had already reached Great Perfection—one by one, ultimately fusing them into a single, legendary Primordial Acupoint.
At this thought, Qin Feng’s plan of action was laid out with perfect clarity.
He even began to calculate in his head how to most efficiently exchange his remaining Contribution Points for the various top-tier resources he would need for his cultivation after purchasing the *Great Sun Qi Meridian Method*.
However, a thought, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky, suddenly flashed in his mind.