137 Natal Technique (1)
Jiang Ming looked at Dr. Sun and said with some disdain, “Don’t tell me that your natal technique is something along the lines of digging out your heart and cutting out your liver or something.”
He always felt that Dr. Sun was too different from the immortal cultivators he had imagined. He even suspected that this guy was practicing some kind of sham technique.
"Other people cultivated their spiritual cores. Why are you the only one who focused all your efforts on the heart?”
No wonder he was being hunted down so miserably. It was not without reason.
"Kid, are you blind? This natal technique of mine is an amazing technique that many cultivators can’t even dream of obtaining. Even my greatest enemy chased after me for this technique.”
"Then why do you still want me to learn it? If I were to be discovered by your enemy, wouldn’t I be dead?” Jiang Ming ridiculed him.
Dr. Sun gritted his teeth in hatred. If it were not for the fact that he could not beat this kid in this world, he would have smacked him silly.
Jiang Ming no longer talked nonsense and said with a faint smile, “Dr. Sun, why don’t you first tell me what I need to do? If I can’t do it, you don’t have to teach me.”
One of the purposes of Jiang Ming’s visit was to find the immortal behind the encounter. He might as well listen to Dr. Sun’s request now that he was here.
But if it was too outrageous, he did not need to learn it.
Dr. Sun glared at him, and after a moment, he slowly said, “Of course, I have a request for you. If you have the opportunity in the future, do something for me.”
"Don’t tell me it’s the enemy who killed you?” Jiang Ming immediately asked.
"Of course not!” Dr. Sun shook his head and said lightly, “If I don’t take revenge myself, what’s the point? If I die, this enmity will return to dust. Even if you want to be his best friend in the future, that is none of my business.”
Jiang Ming smiled and suddenly felt that Dr. Sun was somewhat interesting.
"I only have one request, ” Dr. Sun continued. “If you learn this technique, if you meet my clansmen in the future, you must teach it to them.”
It turned out that he had been entrusted an orphan. Jiang Ming stared at Dr. Sun for a moment.
"Are you really going to die?” he asked.
Dr. Sun said calmly, “When he fought me that year, he left an internal injury in my body. It has not healed yet. Even if I still have my heart, unless my injury heals, I won’t be able to last more than three hundred years. Now that I’ve lost my heart, I only have about a hundred years left. However, it was worth it to deceive Marquis Zhou. There shouldn’t be any more trouble after this. Over the past thousand years, my attainments in the natal technique have also improved. In a few decades, if I can wait for the next small explosion of spiritual energy, I will fight for my last chance of survival here. If I succeed, I will teach you this technique for free. If I fail, I will do as I said just now.”
"But where did you come from? What race are you from?” Jiang Ming asked doubtfully.
‘Besides, you escaped from another world, so who the hell knows where your clansmen are?’
However, this time, Dr. Sun did not say that he did not remember. Instead, he smiled mysteriously.
"If you really intend to learn my technique, then come back here again when the fire cloud grass reappears in a few decades. Observing me might be the last time I’ll use it, and maybe I can comprehend something. I’ll tell you when the time comes.”
Jiang Ming’s eyes flickered. Dr. Sun did not know that he could use the Blood Spirit Technique to continuously produce spiritual energy, so he naturally would not say anything.
"What if I don’t meet your clansmen in the future?” He asked with a frown.
"Then I’ll give you this technique!” Dr. Sun’s eyes were lonely. “In this world, I am the only one who has mastered this technique. If I die, you can pass it down. It can be considered proof of my existence.”
He was gloomy, and his cloudy eyes were a little yellow. He was like an old man who was about to die—longing to live longer but was helpless.
"Is there really such a good thing?” Jiang Ming looked at Dr. Sun suspiciously.
"By the way,” Dr. Sun said lightly, “With your body, you should only be able to cultivate the first level of this technique. You will only be able to continue to cultivate the next levels if you meet my clansmen.”
Jiang Ming’s face was gloomy, “I knew you didn’t have good intentions. But how come I didn’t see that you’re a sentimental old fool!”
Dr. Sun shook his head and said, “I’m not a sentimental person. It’s just that for thousands of years, this path has been very lonely. I hope that in this world, there will be someone who will walk the same path as me, even if I’m already gone by the time he steps on this path!”
"What about it? Do you have the guts to learn this?” Dr. Sun looked at Jiang Ming with a faint smile.
Jiang Ming smiled freely. “What’s there to be afraid of? As long as you have the guts to teach me, I will have the guts to learn.”
He thought to himself, “I have an undying body, why would I be afraid of learning your natal technique?”
Dr. Sun laughed and no longer said anything. “Good, you have guts. Then I’ll tell you about the Spirit Restriction Seal!”
"When you came here and hacked me with your blade, did you notice the seal I used?”
"Spirit Restriction Seal?” Jiang Ming’s eyes lit up.
He was immediately interested in a secret technique that could avoid the laws of the world. He did not need to think to know how powerful it was.
"It’s not just a seal. I’m using it to cast other spells. As long as it doesn’t exceed the limit, I can deceive the laws of this world,” Dr. Sun said slowly.
