Chapter 690 - 697: God-level Cultivation Technique: Mixed Element Heart Scripture

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother is right! I can’t speak for anything else, but when it comes to alchemy, we’re definitely a cut above her!"

Feng San quickly chimed in, a glint appearing in his eyes.

"Master, just give us one more chance! We’ll definitely put Song Wanning in her place!"

The words of his two disciples helped Mu Zixu calm down.

What they said did make sense. No matter how talented Song Wanning was, when it came to the Alchemy Dao, she’d never had a chance to practice the art of refining Immortal Pills.

Even if she started cramming now, there was no way she could surpass his disciples.

’Let’s see how arrogant she can be then.’

He suppressed the anger in his eyes and stared at them with an inscrutable expression.

"Fine, I’ll give you one more chance. But if you embarrass me again, just wait for your punishment!"

Mu Zixu bellowed, a flash of displeasure in his eyes.

"Don’t worry, Master! We definitely won’t lose again!"

"Yes, yes!"

The disciples immediately made their promise to Mu Zixu, their eyes filled with confidence and the certainty of victory.

Mu Zixu snorted. "Then what are you still doing here? Scram and go improve your Alchemy Skill!"

At his command, the disciples scrambled away as if granted a pardon, stumbling back to their respective courtyards.

’This Alchemy competition will determine our standing in Master’s eyes. We absolutely cannot fail!’

Watching them scramble away in terror, Mu Zixu felt a surge of satisfaction.

’He reveled in this feeling of being feared and respected. He loved the sensation of holding power in his hands.’

’Only by constantly improving my Alchemy Skill can I secure my position.’

’As for Song Wanning...’

A cold glint flashed in Mu Zixu’s eyes.

’Dealing with her is just a matter of time.’

’This isn’t an era where just anyone can pull the wool over my eyes.’

’If I get involved personally, Song Wanning’s death is certain!’

...

「In the Book Collection Pavilion」

Song Wanning was still searching for a cultivation technique.

The Book Collection Pavilion housed countless cultivation techniques. She had already picked out two but wanted to browse a little more to compare.

For some reason, holding these manuals gave her no particular feeling.

’It’s as if these are just ordinary techniques, not quite compatible with me.’

So, Song Wanning didn’t make a rash decision, instead continuing her search more meticulously.

But the Book Collection Pavilion simply had too many cultivation techniques. She searched until her eyes grew tired, but she still couldn’t find one that felt right for her.

Song Wanning let out a soft sigh and resignedly continued her search.

The next moment, however, a bright light suddenly flashed before her eyes.

Her brow furrowed slightly as she looked toward the source of the light, only to discover a cultivation technique placed high on a shelf, set apart from the others.

The manual glowed with a faint golden light and emanated a peculiar aura.

Song Wanning felt a sense of familiarity. She reached out and beckoned to the manual.

In the next instant, the manual shot toward her.

The manual landed in her hand.

Song Wanning looked down. On the cover were four large words: *Mixed Element Heart Scripture*.

The name was unassuming, nothing particularly special.

But the moment the manual was in her hands, Song Wanning felt an immediate sense of kinship with it.

"Sister, this cultivation technique seems quite unusual."

The Dragon Spirit poked its head out, having sensed the manual’s special aura.

Song Wanning nodded and casually flipped it open to the first page.

She was instantly captivated.

By the time she had read through the entire cultivation technique, an hour had passed.

Her hand gripping the manual trembled with excitement; she wished she could go back and start cultivating immediately.

’This is the one!’

’This cultivation technique is so powerful I could cultivate it all the way to the Daluo Golden Immortal stage without ever needing to switch.’

’If its potential is high enough, even ascending might not be impossible.’

Song Wanning returned the other manuals she had picked out and held this one tightly in her hand, her mind at ease.

She also wanted to find a Sword Manual.

’My swordsmanship has fallen too far behind. It’s no longer one of my strengths...’

’And my physical strength isn’t up to par for the Immortal Realm.’

Song Wanning once again felt the pressing lack of time.

’Cultivation is a never-ending path, and there’s so much I need to do!’

After some more searching, Song Wanning finally found two Sword Manuals that seemed like a good fit.

But she had no intention of simply copying another’s techniques. She hoped to one day comprehend a style of swordsmanship that was entirely her own!

’Just like Mo Yang Immortal Venerable, I will forge my own Sword Dao!’

An intense light shone in Song Wanning’s eyes. Holding the books she had chosen, she headed for the main hall on the first floor.

There was a registration desk on the first floor where disciples had to register any book they selected.

Furthermore, cultivation techniques couldn’t be taken from the pavilion; they could only be copied onto a Jade Scroll.

But Song Wanning’s *Mixed Element Heart Scripture* was special. No matter the material used, its contents could not be copied.

The Sect had tried many times before, but every attempt ended with the recording material disintegrating.

When they saw Song Wanning emerge with that manual, expressions of ’I knew it’ flickered across both Lan Yue and Luo Xingyao’s faces.

Song Wanning found their stares a bit odd and raised an eyebrow.

Lan Yue saw her confusion and explained with a faint smile, "Almost every disciple in the Sect has tried to learn from this *Mixed Element Heart Scripture*."

"It’s a divine-grade cultivation technique, supposedly found by the Sect’s founder in a Secret Realm."

"It was by relying on this technique’s immense power that the founder was able to establish the Wuji Sect."

"And this manual has always been kept in the most prominent, highest position in the Book Collection Pavilion, in the hope that another disciple might be able to cultivate it."

"Unfortunately, the technique is incredibly difficult to comprehend. Even the Wuji Sect’s greatest geniuses have failed."

"Even Mo Yang Immortal Venerable tried it once, but he couldn’t even master the basics..."

"Let alone the rest of us."

"But everyone is stubborn, thinking they’ll be the exception, and insists on giving it a try."

"They only give up after their confidence has been thoroughly shattered..."

Therefore, the two of them had no intention of trying to dissuade Song Wanning.

Hearing this, Song Wanning understood. It seemed this cultivation technique was incredibly difficult to comprehend.

’But since I’ve already chosen it, I have to at least try.’

"I’ll try it first. If it doesn’t work, I’ll come back for a different one."

With that, she took the manual to the registration desk.

The Deacon Elder looked at the manual and also showed an expression of knowing what was coming. He instructed, "Because this cultivation technique is special and cannot be copied, you are permitted to take the original."

"If you cannot comprehend it, bring it back promptly."

He paused for a moment before continuing,

"If you can comprehend it, you may keep it. However, if a cultivator who possesses it perishes, the manual will automatically return to the Book Collection Pavilion to await the next person of destiny."

This was the unique quality of a divine-grade cultivation technique; while not truly sentient, it acted as if it were.

In any case, it couldn’t be lost.

"Understood. Thank you, Elder."

Song Wanning carefully put away the Jade Scrolls and the manual. After thanking him, she rose and left.

After leaving the Book Collection Pavilion, she was about to head back to her residence when the other two stopped her, holding her back.

They both insisted she go see their Master first instead of rushing into seclusion.

After all, once she entered seclusion, there was no telling when she would emerge, and Master couldn’t be kept waiting!