Chapter 1394 - 416: [Where Did It Come From?]_2

Chapter 1394: Chapter 416: [Where Did It Come From?]_2

"This child, she is my daughter now! And now she’s my life!"

Wu spoke with a very serious tone towards the end.

Chen Yan looked at Wu, with an expression that seemed amused yet not, suddenly said, "Those spells and Cultivation Techniques left by Xie Jiuyan, haven’t you secretly tried practicing them yourself?"

Wu’s face froze, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and after a few moments of heavy breathing, he finally sighed and shook his head, saying, "Alright, I can’t hide it from you, I... I indeed secretly tried to practice them."

Pausing, he forced a smile, "I swore back then to take care of his descendants, to pass the Cultivation Technique on to them for practice, although he told me that the techniques from his family couldn’t be practiced by those not of his bloodline, the vow didn’t mention it, so I thought trying them out secretly wouldn’t be breaking any oath."

Chen Yan said nothing, just kept smiling at Wu.

Wu let out a dry laugh, and then his expression gradually turned somber.

"When Angie was young, I tried to teach her cultivation, to let her practice that Cultivation Technique. I lied to her, saying it was a Dragon Country martial art, a kind of breathing technique that could teach her martial arts. She was very interested for a while, but unfortunately, after half a month of practice, she gained nothing at all.

At the time, I practiced with her and was curious, plus... had a bit of greed in my heart."

Saying this, Wu sighed.

Chen Yan shook his head and said, "I don’t blame you, it’s only human nature."

After all, if anyone gets their hands on a spell that can cultivate abilities like an Immortal, they would probably can’t resist trying it out — even if warned, knowing there’s a life-threatening risk, they still couldn’t resist trying it.

"After I trained, trying the breathing method as per the Cultivation Technique, the first, second day, I didn’t feel anything, the third day, I felt my breath becoming labored, and practicing caused pain all over. It was an indescribable pain, but it seemed to stem from the bones, exuding suffering.

Even then, I wasn’t willing to give up, and on the fourth day, I wanted to continue trying, only to end up vomiting blood.

I vomited two big bowls full of blood, and at that moment, I knew I couldn’t do it anymore.

Only then did I realize, that this Cultivation Technique was indeed not meant for me to practice.

After vomiting blood that time, I was severely ill for three to four months before my body recovered.

Since then, I never dared to practice that thing again."

Pausing, he let out a bitter smile, "Thinking about it now, it truly is magical.

I always thought I’m smarter and gifted in many aspects much more than Angie is.

But it turns out, when I practiced it, I vomited blood.

Even though Angie practiced for a half month without any gain, she was unscathed and didn’t vomit blood. Though it wasn’t beneficial, it wasn’t harmful either.

Indeed, Xie Jiuyan didn’t lie to me initially, only his family can refine this Cultivation Technique, it’s something others can’t touch."

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Chen Yanting listened to Wu’s story without looking down on him because of it. On the whole, Wu seemed to be a conscientious person.

After all, he did raise Xie Jiuyan’s descendants. As for the Cultivation Technique, anyone else would also secretly practice it if it were them.

Chen Yan pondered and asked, "After telling me all this, what are you actually trying to express?"

"Help me with one thing, and I’ll let you see the Cultivation Technique left by Xie Jiuyan."

Chen Yan glanced at Wu.

Wu understood and said slowly, "My vow was only to pass on the Cultivation Technique to his descendants; it didn’t say I had to keep it from others."

"Since this Cultivation Technique is bloodline-specific, I fear even if I take it, it would be useless," Chen Yan shook his head, "Besides, how do you know if I can cultivate?"

Wu looked at Chen Yan, "I said, I always felt your aura was similar to what Xie Jiuyan gave me when we first met."

"Aura?"

"Consider it a sixth sense I developed on the battlefield."

Regarding the Cultivation Technique, Chen Yan truly wasn’t keen on it.

No matter how gifted Xie Jiuyan was, any Cultivation Technique created by a native of this world must be less profound compared to the Primordial Qi Transport Technique taught by the Saint Venerables of the Domain Realm.

However, this gave Chen Yan an idea.

To cling to this world’s Heavenly Dao, one could not rely on spells and cultivation techniques from the Domain Realm. Having Cultivation and Realm meant sealing away ninety percent of one’s capabilities.

A dignified cultivator now could only rely on physical prowess, which was not a long-term solution by itself.

If Xie Jiuyan could create something, why not try himself?

In this regard, Xie Jiuyan’s self-created spells and Cultivation Technique are worth a look.

Trying to extend one’s thought process to explore how Xie Jiuyan created the Cultivation Technique might open up one’s horizons.

"Go ahead, tell me what you want me to do?"

"Help me kill that Mayor." Wu exhaled a breath, "And make it quick! Once he’s dead, the force chasing me will be dissolved — with the leader dead, those below him won’t continue executing the former boss’s plans, and that organization will be thrown into chaos, possibly disbanding, or gradually introducing new leadership later on, but that’s future concern."

"And with this, you’ll be safe?" Chen Yan looked at Wu.

"Yes."

Chen Yan chuckled, "Deal."

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That night, an extraordinary case broke out in New York City, which, fueled by the country’s advanced media industry, quickly spread nationwide, becoming the hottest topic across America!

The particulars of the case remained an unexplainable mystery for a long time.

The Mayor, after being wounded by gunfire and hospitalized, resided in a ward under the highest level of security due to the shooting incident.

That entire floor in the hospital had armed security personnel on duty, and both the elevators and exits were equipped with security checks.

Even the medical staff entering and exiting needed to undergo strict inspection.

Additionally, two police squads were temporarily reassigned to the hospital, on standby inside the inpatient building.

Ordinarily, this level of security would suffice to handle any issues.

However, that’s only "ordinarily speaking."

Despite all this, the Mayor still died that night.

The cause of death was bizarre beyond belief.

This was a private hospital; not very large, but had a high medical standard, and of course, the costs weren’t cheap.

The Mayor’s ward was on the fourth floor of the inpatient section of this private hospital.

Security personnel were also patrolling the courtyard below.

Yet the Mayor still died regardless.

At precisely 3:30 in the morning, a Chevrolet sedan flew in from outside the window of the Mayor’s ward, crashing through the window, and... the unfortunate Mayor, hospital bed and all, was crushed into mush by this car coming through the shattered window!

This was the fourth floor!

No overpass nearby!

This vehicle crashing inside through the window seemed to appear out of nowhere, descending from the sky!

Just like a cruising missile, it flew at high speed and accurately crashed into the Mayor’s ward!

It’s said the police who arrived at the scene later, stood downstairs gazing up at the fourth-floor position.

The broken window, the car that flew in, and part of the car body still caught in the facade of the building...

All the police on the scene were dumbstruck.

Just how the hell... could this be done?

Where did this car come from?!!

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