Wuxia God-level Defiant
5 Soul Shifting Technique

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With the Nine Yin Mantra, Zhao Xuan returned to the Eastern Palace and began to cultivate in seclusion.

Every increase in his strength meant an additional guarantee.

However, the more Zhao Xuan cultivated the Nine Yin Manual, the more surprised he was.

In the pugilistic world, although many experts had learned the Nine Yin Mantra, most of them were superficial. The one who had learned the most was probably Wang Chongyang, but he was already dead.

As for the others, they could only blame Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Zhou Botong.

However, with Guo Jing's talent and Huang Rong's foundation, Zhou Botong could not understand the Sanskrit Superclass. Even if he spent his entire life's effort, it was not bad for him to have a small achievement.

How could such an all-encompassing peerless martial art be so easy to cultivate?

After all, the martial arts recorded in the Nine Yin Manual were profound and powerful.

In fact, the theory behind all high-tier martial arts was almost inseparable from the content of the Nine Yin Manual. It could be said to be an encyclopedia of martial arts.

No matter what kind of absolute art, one could find the corresponding concept in the true scripture!

The inner force, lightness skill, fist, palm, leg, knife, sword, staff, whip, finger, claw, secret acupoint technique, healing method, Qi Holding Technique, Soul Shifting Technique, etc. were all included in the scripture.

As long as one could master any one of them, they would be unrivaled in the martial arts world!

Mei Chaofeng, for example, had practiced the Nine Yin Divine Claw wrongly, and he had created a Nine Yin White Bone Claw in his own imagination, but he was still invincible in the desert.

The power of the Nine Yin Scripture was evident.

At night, Zhao Xuan sighed.

After a day of cultivation, Zhao Xuan finally understood that the true strength of the Nine Yin Manual was not the specific martial arts moves recorded in it, but the essence and philosophy it contained!

Grandmaster Huang Shang had comprehended the essence of the Daoist Canon.

In other words, if he completely grasped the essence of the Nine Yin Manual, he could completely create a movement technique that was more powerful than the Nine Spiral Shadows, a claw technique that was more powerful than the Nine Yin Divine Claw, and a palm technique that was more powerful than the Heart-crushing Palm!

However, this required the foundation of a grandmaster. It was far from what the current Zhao Xuan could do.

Therefore, all Zhao Xuan could do now was to try his best to understand the essence of the Nine Yin Manual and cultivate the martial arts techniques that were available on it.

Zhao Xuan mainly cultivated a palm technique, the Heart-Destroying Palm!

One movement technique, Nine Spiraling Shadows.

It was a spell technique, the Soul Shifting Great Art!

Of course, there was also the Superclass and the Tendon Changing and Bone Forging Chapter!

As for the rest, he only dabbled in them briefly.

Zhao Xuan decided to first refine these four techniques to perfection before plotting the rest.

Although the Heart Destroying Palm was called the Heart Destroying Palm, the internal organs of the victim would be shattered, but the bones would not be broken! A great killing move!

Nine Spiral Shadows, a high-tier lightness skill that combined movement, footwork, and earth energy into one. It could be pulled up several feet from the ground and fly ten thousand miles in the air. There was a layer of natural energy around its body that could attack external enemies. Upon completion, one could transform into nine figures!

The Tendon Changing and Bone Forging Chapter was a supplementary cultivation technique. After mastering it, his cultivation and other aspects would improve rapidly!

For three consecutive days, besides eating, Zhao Xuan spent the rest of his time in seclusion.

Song Lizong came by once during this period. When he heard that Zhao Xuan was cultivating, he shook his head and left.

The entire court of the Song Dynasty valued literature over martial arts, and Song Lizong was the same.

In his opinion, martial arts was a form of playfulness. Poetry and songs were the most elegant way!

He was disappointed with Zhao Xuan's martial arts practice. He was very disappointed…

At night, Zhao Xuan was still cultivating, and Jin 'er was still standing guard at the side.

Zhao Xuan smiled faintly." Jin 'er, it's fine. You don't have to stay here. Go back and sleep!"”

Jin 'er shook his head stubbornly.

Zhao Xuan was helpless. He stood up and carried her, placing her on the bed."Then you can sleep here. I'll cultivate.”

Jin 'er was shocked. He looked at Zhao Xuan's eyes and nodded timidly. His bright eyes blinked, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In the middle of the night, Jin 'er seemed to have fallen asleep while Zhao Xuan was still cultivating.

At this moment, the window opened. Shadow Seven flashed and appeared in the room. He sneered,""Hehe, everyone has underestimated the Crown Prince. He's actually a martial artist. If word gets out, how much panic will it cause?”

" Don't worry," Zhao Xuan opened his eyes and said calmly." You won't be able to spread it!"”

"Hehe, you're that confident?" Ying Qi didn't waste any more words, he walked forward and slapped Zhao Xuan.

The previous Crown Prince Yuan was killed by him with one palm.

Zhao Xuan smiled and casually raised his palm to meet the attack.

Bang!

As their palms met, Zhao Xuan remained motionless while Ying Qi took five steps back.

More importantly, Ying Qi could clearly feel that the veins in his right arm were all broken. Even his internal organs were displaced.

Under the pain, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You…What palm technique is this?”

Zhao Xuan didn't reply. With a flash, he appeared in front of Ying Qi and sealed all of Ying Qi's acupoints.

Ying Qi's expression changed drastically. He couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide, let alone escape!

As a top-ranked assassin, he couldn't escape if he failed his mission. In order not to leak the secret, suicide was his principle, but now…

Ying Qi sighed. He had been in the assassin industry for more than 30 years, but he didn't expect to end up like this.

Zhao Xuan smiled faintly.”

Ying Qi couldn't help but raise his head. His expression changed, but it was too late.

Soul Shifting Technique!

Zhao Xuan hypnotized Ying Qi and asked,"Who are you?"

"Shadow Tower, leader of group seven, Ying Qi!”

Shadow Tower? It should be an assassin organization.

"Who told you to kill me?"

"Concubine Lin has offered 5000 taels of silver to buy your head?”

Damn, I am the Crown Prince, but I am only worth 5000 taels. This made Zhao Xuan very unhappy. My net worth is too low.

" Where is the Shadow Tower? How to contact you…"

"Alright, you can accept your final judgment.”

Zhao Xuan sneered and withdrew his Soul Shifting Technique.

Ying Qi's expression changed drastically. He looked at Zhao Xuan with his eyes wide open,""You…What did you do to me? What did I say?"

"You said your name is Ying Qi, Concubine Lin paid you 5000 taels of silver to kill me, and the location of the Shadow Tower!”

"What?!" Ying Qi's expression changed drastically. Once this matter was exposed, not only would he not be able to live, Concubine Lin would also not be able to live. Even the Shadow Tower would be completely eliminated.

Although the Imperial Court was weak, it was still easy for them to send out soldiers to destroy a small Shadow Pavilion.

Zhao Xuan smiled faintly and grabbed Ying Qi's arm, channeling his Northern Dark Divine Art.

In his infinite fear, Ying Qi could clearly feel that all of his inner energy was being absorbed by this fifteen-year-old Crown Prince.

"You are a devil!" Ying Qi couldn't help but curse.

But soon, the smoke dissipated and everything returned to peace.

"Concubine Lin?" Zhao Xuan said softly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

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