Volume One, Chapter Two: The Mysterious Eight-Nine Skill
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The second page of the diary was completely blank.
As Chu Ge pondered how to contact his future self, a line of text slowly appeared in the empty space.
“Have you got it?”
“Can you communicate with me?”
Chu Ge took a deep breath.
He had assumed the diary was pre-set by his future self.
But now it seemed the diary’s function was far more complex than he had imagined.
“Yes, part of my will remains imprinted on the diary, so we can communicate. But once this blank page is filled, we’ll have to wait until the next blank page to continue.”
“Alright, I’ll get straight to the point. I followed your instructions and obtained the beast-hide scrolls—actually, there are two of them. What should I do now?”
“Two, huh? You’re lucky.”
The words on the diary wobbled slightly.
Chu Ge could sense the excitement from the other side.
Then another hastily written line appeared.
“Place the beast-hide scroll in your palm and sense it with your mind.”
Chu Ge immediately grabbed one of the scrolls, placed it in his palm, and focused his mind.
The scroll emitted a golden glow.
A cultivation method appeared vividly in his mind.
The Eight-Nine Profound Technique!
He opened his eyes, excitement gleaming within.
This technique was no stranger to him; it was the main cultivation method of the True Lord of the Clear Origin Mystic Way, the Second Son God, Yang Jian.
Taught by the Jade Cauldron Immortal, mastering it could transform the body into a sacred form.
Chu Ge then took out the second beast-hide scroll and sensed it in the same way.
The Supreme Celestial Immortal Art!
Also familiar.
It was the cultivation method taught by the Ancient Patriarch Bodhi to the Monkey King.
“I have two cultivation methods—one is the Eight-Nine Profound Technique, the other is the Supreme Celestial Immortal Art. Which do you think is better to cultivate?”
Chu Ge couldn’t help but ask.
“Both are top-tier techniques. You can choose whichever you prefer.”
Chu Ge fell into thought.
Even among top techniques, there were differences in strength.
Although he was more fond of the Monkey King, he had to admit that the Eight-Nine Profound Technique was somewhat stronger.
Cultivated to its peak, it could transform the body into a saintly form, a power beyond what the Supreme Celestial Immortal Art could offer.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Ge said firmly, “I will cultivate the Eight-Nine Profound Technique.”
“Very well. But cultivation isn’t just about the method. You need money, resources, and a suitable environment. The little money you have won’t be nearly enough.”
Chu Ge stared at the uneven text, his eyes sharpening.
He only had a bit over ten thousand yuan on him.
That sum was barely enough to keep him from starving.
Living itself required all his effort—there was no extra money for cultivation.
“Do you have any good ideas?”
“Simple: a black-on-black hustle. Go to Old Factory Street, find Gao Tianqiang. He has money.”
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When his future self wrote that, Chu Ge could distinctly sense a mischievous grin behind the words.
Quite devious.
I like it!
But soon his brow furrowed.
Pulling off a black-on-black hustle requires skill.
At the very least, you need to have the Eight-Nine Profound Technique at an entry level.
That should take some time, right?
Seemingly reading his thoughts, future Chu Ge wrote,
“Don’t underestimate the Eight-Nine Profound Technique. Just one hour of practice will greatly enhance your physical body—enough to withstand bullets and move as swiftly as a galloping horse. Dealing with petty gangsters will be effortless.
With some luck, you might even awaken a talent.”
“Awaken a talent too?”
“Yes. Talents fall into categories like elemental, artifact-based, and rule-based, ranked from lowest F to highest SSS.”
“What rank talent will I awaken?”
Future Chu Ge fell silent, hesitant to disappoint.
After a long pause, he slowly wrote,
“F rank.”
“…”
Chu Ge’s mouth twitched.
I’m a proud time traveler, yet I awaken the lowest, most worthless F rank talent?
“But don’t be discouraged. Talent doesn’t determine your ceiling. Your starting point is far higher than mine. Once you master the Eight-Nine Profound Technique, you can roam freely between heaven and earth.”
“I understand.”
Chu Ge smiled bitterly and nodded.
Just as he wanted to ask about the division of cultivation realms, he realized this page was already full.
He tried to turn to the next page.
As expected, it wouldn’t budge.
Chu Ge gave up and closed his eyes to study the Eight-Nine Profound Technique’s contents.
“Eight-Nine Profound Technique: Eight transformations and nine revolutions returning to pure Yang…
The eight transformations refer to removing eight layers of Yin energies; the nine revolutions refer to transforming nine layers of Yang energies.
Each Yin transformation greatly advances your realm; each Yang revolution grants you an insight into a divine ability.
The nine divine abilities are: The Eye of Heaven’s Way—impervious to all evil; Three Heads and Six Arms—transforming the body into a saint.”
What thrilled Chu Ge most was that with every great advancement in the Eight-Nine Profound Technique, his talent would undergo metamorphosis.
The first transformation would upgrade his talent from F rank to A rank.
The second from A rank to SSS rank.
The third from SSS rank to godly level.
…
The first step in cultivating the Eight-Nine Profound Technique was meditation.
The sitting posture was very particular; the five hearts must face the sky, otherwise progress would slow.
Chu Ge followed the instructions, sitting cross-legged, breathing steadily, and sensing the flow of spiritual energy.
The cultivation progressed more smoothly than he had expected.
He could feel his blood flowing faster and faster, as if about to burst from his veins.
At the same time, his body ached as if being torn apart.
The faster the blood flowed, the stronger the pain.
It felt as if someone was ripping his body apart with their hands…
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But the more painful it was, the more excited Chu Ge became.
Because it meant his body was transforming.
After all, it was only some pain.
If he couldn’t endure the pain of cultivation, he might as well let Xiao Hei lead him around from now on.
After a long while, the pain suddenly vanished, replaced by a warm current flooding his body.
In the next moment,
A strange voice echoed in Chu Ge’s mind,
Like a whisper from a deity:
“F rank… talent… false fire.”
Although mentally prepared, Chu Ge still felt a twinge of disappointment upon awakening his talent.
But the disappointment was fleeting. Once the first stage of the Eight-Nine Profound Technique was completed, the false fire would advance to an A rank talent.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Ge quickly became absorbed in the changes within his body.
He felt an inexhaustible power coursing through him; his fists moved lightly, stirring the wind and causing the ceiling fan to creak.
An ordinary punch could kill a cow.
His strength was at least two thousand jin (about a ton).
This was beyond the capability of an ordinary person.
Just as he was exhilarated, a terrifying hunger struck.
Chu Ge immediately clutched his stomach.
He felt as if he could devour an entire cow.
Training had drained him to the point of collapse.
Quickly, Chu Ge cooked a large pot of noodles, adding five eggs.
He ate one bowl after another.
Until all ten days’ worth of instant noodles in his rented room were gone, barely filling him to seventy percent.
He was stunned by his own appetite.
Without enough money, even eating was a problem.
Cultivation?
Forget it.
“The money problem must be solved.”
Muttering to himself, Chu Ge suddenly had an idea.
He rushed to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife.
He struck his own waist hard.
Not only was his skin unbroken, but not even a wound appeared.
Chu Ge gripped the knife tightly.
With a snap, the kitchen knife shattered in his hand.
“The body really can withstand bullets. Black-on-black hustling won’t be a problem…”
A smile curved Chu Ge’s lips.
He checked the time—it was only four o’clock.
He could still sleep for two hours.
When dawn came, he would find Gao Tianqiang.