Chapter 307 - Heavenly Transferrence (1/2)

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”Haaa…” Yan Zaizen emotionally sighed. The feeling of being poor once more felt surreal. After all, he had 'claimed' so much wealth, but now those heavenly crystals weren't that important. However, he couldn't help but accept that.

In the Sirius Titan Realm, ten heavenly crystals were a massive amount that required an arm and leg to gather for sixth-tier forces, but the Paradise Sword Realm likely had dozens if not hundreds of ninth-floor experts, a multitude of gathering formations acting independently, and probably a few Heavenly Creation Realm experts. If so, then the value of heavenly law liquid and crystals indeed would plummet.

This wouldn't even consider how, as time continued to progress in their state, the value would lessen considerably. After all, the heavens weren't going to run out of heavenly essence or aura anytime soon.

Mei could see Yan Zaizen dejection and felt awkward. She didn't know how to comfort Yan Zaizen. She wasn't even sure IF she even wanted to, so she could only take a step back and wait for him to work through it on his own.

”Whatever,” taking a deep breath and exhaling sharply, he readjusted his mentality. ”Fate is against me…” Yan Zaizen decided not to drag out or waste time. If the Fortune Cemetery had heavenly materials, then he would travel there then.

Initially, he wanted to cultivate to a certain point, but he didn't really have time to waste. A hundred years may sound like a long, long time by mortal standards, but even first-floor Heavenly Cultivators can live one hundred thousand years easily. It was nothing more than a blink.

”I still have my refined physique. If that is affected, then I'll rely on my spacetime laws to flee, no shame in that.” Coming to this shameless conclusion unbefitting of a sovereign, Yan Zaizen comforted himself.

”Let's go.” No longer waiting, he looked towards the Gate of Heaven. Mei heard his words and felt a little confused. To her, Yan Zaizen was a tourist with a bit of status and nothing more. He couldn't possibly be thinking of entering the Fortune Cemetery, could he?

Yan Zaizen turned towards Mei. Although she was a little annoying with her disregard and disdain, Yan Zaizen was thankful. In truth, she had told him more than anyone else about anything relating to this realm. He felt beyond grateful, but he didn't have anything to offer her in exchange.

”Oh!” Yan Zaizen softly smiled, ”do you cultivate the World Law of the Blade?”

Mei's brow rose suddenly, ”yes, why?”

”Is it related to the blade concept embedded in the moon?” He pointed up.

”Yes. The Paradisiacal Blade concept is something all disciples have to gain insight into to be accepted into the Paradise Sword Palace.” She answered unconsciously, as if it was a well-known fact. In truth, only proving you can gain comprehension into the concept was necessary, not all disciples focused upon it.

”Mhm. I see.” He reached his hand out and tapped Mei's forehead with his finger. His finger looked slow, but Mei felt it appear in her vision one moment and then touch her the next. It was as if space didn't exist to this finger.

Frequently, Yan Zaizen resorted to tapping his finger to execute his arts. He used simple motions for overly complex laws. This was how he was, and albeit most would use dazzling moves, he was minimalistic by nature.

The fingertip contained the domain of the Paradisiacal Blade concept. Mei felt her mind whirl, but a strange clarity appeared in her mind.

”I can't give you much, but I can leave this to you.”

Yan Zaizen's Paradisiacal Blade concept's avatar within his soul form, which was in the shape of a lone curved blade, intensely flickered. His soul flame wildly danced, wisps of it entered the Paradisiacal Blade concept avatar. These wisps were all of Yan Zaizen's understanding, experiences and memories of the Paradisiacal Blade concept.

As time passed and more wisps entered, the blade avatar started to crystallize.

In the myriad heavens, there was a forbidden technique used to pass down an inheritance. It was incredibly easy to perform, but often no one was willing, except at near death. However, at near death, it was incredibly difficult to succeed due to the frailty of the soul flame at this time, so it wasn't used often.

This was something even the Xiantu Realm's Anima Syndicate had records of. It was that widespread!

It was Heavenly Transference!

By drawing upon every relating essence of a concept in one's soul flame into an avatar, they can crystallize it. This crystal avatar can then be sent into another person's soul, allowing them to ponder and gain from your understandings and experiences as if it was their own.

There was a huge weakness, which was why it often went unused. If used, the user loses all, ALL, their memories and experiences of a concept or law, leaving them completely fresh and new. If it's their main law, the one used for their heavenly shrine, it was the same as crippling one's cultivation.

It was a move only the completely selfless would or could use. Yan Zaizen smiled warmly. Mei may be annoying, but her excitement was somewhat infectious. Not to mention, since fate had put her in his path, he might as well bestow good fortune onto her.

The avatar surged from his soul to his fingertip into Mei's soul. The people watching was startled by the display.

”Is he using the Heavenly Transference?!”