I spent one month actively cultivating using Martial Skills I had created for myself. First was the Godly Tempering Skill which let me cultivate my physical strength to the maximum, squeezing my potential till it produced the best outcome. This had pushed my body from Body Tempering Level one to Sky Realm level nine in terms of Physical might. I would crush my previous self without the golden finger like a gnat in between my thumbs.
That was why the Physical Might path was tyrannical. Even at Sky Realm, I would be able to fight and win against Soul Formation Qi cultivators no problem. If my body without the skill would be akin to tempered metal of the highes calibre, now it was akin to proto admantium with how powerful it was! Wounds as severe as missing limbs would heal back up in seconds and in a fight, I was already a perpetual motion machine what with my inexhaustible stamina!
As for my Qi cultivation, let's just say I was coming along monstrously. I had decided to add on a smidge of Wang Ling's talent and let's just say I was shocked by the outcome! At the Sky Realm Level Eight, I had enough Qi to drown a Nirvana Realm cultivator and still have left over! This was made possible due to two skills I had made for myself, Oceanic Holding skill and Zeus Method skill.
What the oceanic method did was make sure in each level, I was maximising it entirely, filling it up, compacting then filling it up again till I would just breakthrough due to how saturated it was. Of course, this was extremely dangerous and anybody else would have exploded due to the overwhelming power bottled up, but, with my physical might and the Zeus Method skill, it was a piece of cake.
The Zeus Method was a skill that would make my cultivation foundation two times more studier at each breakthrough ensuring nobody else would have a much studier cultivation foundation even if they reinforce their for millenniums! So, at Sky Realm level eight, I would dominate and overpower a Nirvana Realm level nine Qi cultivator with my Qi alone! Combining the Physical Might and Qi Cultivation was an overkill to anyone who is not a Mahayana Realm cultivator.
Now, comes the battle skills. First was the Fury of Might, a skill that would temper the body to become an absolute hand to hand combatant. It tempered instincts, reaction ability, nerves, muscles and senses to a point that unarmed combat would come as easy as blinking. Making fast decisions in a battle was more akin to second nature, each blow would be calculated for maximum damage and death.
The second was a weapons skill that I called the Jack of All Trades skill. Basically, it trained the mind to become a master of absolute armed combat just instinctively. To anyone else, it could be described as a divine skill due to how it worked and would take them centuries to even comprehend itet alone start learning it. It was difficult to the realms of impossible to understand for anyone else who would rather teach themselves, but at the end, they would become gods of the battlefield.
Now, all these would have been impossible to do in one week but with my original body as the soul and consciousness combined with talent thought would make divine beings weep in envy, I multitasked till I reached the Sky Realm and became satisfied. Any more and I would be very suspicious because I had aged myself to appear three hundred years old, which was weird for I still looked eighteen, enough to be classified as a genius but not one to be envied and possibly be killed as earliest as possible. It was enough for my plans.
"Now, off to the Divine Scripture Empire," I said as I started floating upwards.
Now, the Sky Realm was a stage in which the world laws would stop acting on you, making you use your Qi to fly to the sky. It represents being unfettered and a major stage in becoming a Divine being. Any one else would have found it impossible to fly but for himself, he just had to add the perk from all three races, especially the Kryptonians and the Viltrumites.
So, without using my Qi, I shot off towards the Empire, leaving behind me a Sonic boom. The more I went on, the more my speed increased till I was just a streak in the sky. I could feel the wind shear against my skin, trying to ripnit apart for I had not used a Qi barrier to cover myself and I thought how cruelbit would be using it to tear an opponent apart. It didn't decrease my speed though a d due to that, my body was on fire thanks to the friction.
Six hours later, I had passed the border entering the Sun Scripture Empire and I slowed down, heading to a small town that my target was in. I felt the Qi in the kingdom had changed to become purer than anywhere else I have been to a point it felt like a holy land coveted by the higher ups of the New Dawn Sect. I couldn't help but be amazed at how fate was truly helping the bastard son of theirs for this entire empire would soon be handed off to him.
'There,' I thought as I slowed down and landed as a small town came into sight. I landed on a weather torn road five miles away as I felt six presences lock into me. Four Nasecent Soul cultivators, one Soul Formation cultivator and the last a Nirvana Realm cultivator. I flared his aura back gently and then karate chopped a tree by its trunks and sat on the remainder, relaxing. I did not have to wait long when the six presences and a young lady in battle armor flew in and landed in front of me
"Greetings, stranger, I hope you are well," the strongest of them said cautiously.
"I am well, better than all seven of you, I reckon," I answered with a gentle smile. I saw their gazes harden even more as they became ready for battle but I held up my arms in surrender.
"I come peacefully, I assure all of you. In fact, I come with good news for you," I said as I slowly stood up.
"And what good news might that be?" the girl asked with a frown.
"Little birds told me you have been looking for a medicine that would give someone a second chance at life without any side effects," I answered. They all tensed as they got ready to truly fight now.
"What do you know of that?" the Soul Formation cultivator asked with an authoritative growl.
"I don't know much but seeing as all seven of you are unharmed, it means you need the medicine for someone else. They must be really out of it if they couldn't come here by themselves. So, I figured why not rise from rags to riches with something I am good at," I said, projecting confidence and cockiness.
"You are saying you know how to concoct a medicine that would heal any one to full recovery?" the girl asked, incredulously.
"You must really have no hope in saving this person if you are surprised in finding out your quest is really not wild goose chase, huh?" I retorted with a raised brow.
"If what you are saying is true, how do you plan on proving it?" the Sould Formation cultivator asked and I let out a devilish smirk.
"Of course I'm going to prove it to you," I answered.
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As soon as Amos said those words, all seven cultivators felt alarmed when he disappeared from the sight. They felt a shockwave almost push them off their feet, quickly orient themselves and look at where it came from only to see Amos had pushed the Soul Formation cultivator's head into the ground. The force behind it was so strong the ground had caved in and a small crater had been formed.
"You bastard!" the Nascent Soul Formation cultivator yelled out as he pulled a bastard sword from his storage ring then charged at Amos with a movement skill. Amos just let the sword hit him, or rather, hit Infinity. The cultivator's eyes widened in shock when he felt the impregnable barrier stop his full force before he felt something suddenly strike him and he was sent flying away like a rag doll, flying for miles before stopping himself by sticking the sword into the ground and creating a five miles long trench. He coughed out blood before falling to his knees, wobbly and drained.
Meanwhile, the rest of the Nascent Soul Formation cultivator's quickly armed themselves and we're about to attack when a hydra suddenly appeared in front of Amos. The hydra let out an earth trembling roar then charged at them with no hesitation. Amos turned his eyes towards the Nirvana Realm cultivator who was protectively guarding the girl that appeared deathly pale in fright. They eyes met and Amos saw the resolve in his eyes. He was ready to die to his last breath protecting the girl.
"Now that the gnats are out of the way, I can continue with my demonstration," Amos said with a dismissive chuckle as he took from the pockets of his robe a blue vial. He then stomped hard on the Soul Formation cultivator, so hard cracks cracks spread for a few hundred metres and crushing his bones to smithereens, rapturing his internal organs to a point of no return. The Nirvana Realm cultivator narrowed his eyes in confusion as he saw Amos pinch the man's mouth open and pour in a drop into his mouth. Almost instantly, the gravely injured man bounced back in full health, advancing from level six to eight of Soul Formation realm. In fact, his body was so full of energy he felt like running round the planet with weights on. He had never felt so alive.
"As you can see, he is fully healed and in tip top shape, better than he was before. I believe the results speak for themselves, don't they?"