Morning light streamed through the workshop windows. The scent of molten cold-iron and spiritual ozone still lingered in the air.
Lin Tian stood before his workbench, examining the coin-sized micro-array he had forged. His mind was razor-sharp, his perception expanding outward like an invisible net. The upgrade to System V2.0 had fundamentally refined his soul.
But the Primordial Yin-Yang Imperial Sutra was not the only reward.
As he circulated his Qi, the crimson-laced holographic interface manifested before him.
[Ding! System V2.0 Diagnostic Complete.]
[New Feature Unlocked: The ’Cultivation Pull’ Protocol.]
[Description: The System can now perform a profound spiritual scan of any Target who has reached 100% Obsession. By analyzing the Target’s unique meridian structure, spiritual root affinity, and hidden physiques, the System will access its primordial archives to ’Pull’ the absolute perfect cultivation technique tailored flawlessly for them.]
Lin Tian’s eyes narrowed. A calculating light flashed within his gaze.
"In the cultivation world," he muttered, "forcing everyone to practice the same technique is a waste of natural talent. Every individual is born with a unique alignment. This ’Cultivation Pull’ feature acts as the ultimate Daoist enlightenment. It bestows a personalized mandate from the heavens."
He clenched his fist. "As my devoted followers, their strength is my strength."
"System," Lin Tian commanded. "Initiate the Cultivation Pull for Target 2: Aunt Lin."
[Processing... Scanning Target 2 (Aunt Lin). Analyzing spiritual root resonance and hidden physique detection...]
[Hidden Physique Detected: ’Thousand-Thread Heart’ — allows the host to divide her divine sense into multiple independent threads without suffering mental recoil. Currently unawakened.]
[Synthesizing primordial technique...]
[Ding! Cultivation Technique Pulled: ’The Myriad Threads Engraving Mandate’ (Peak-Tier Heaven Grade).]
Lin Tian’s eyes widened as the ancient knowledge flowed into his brain. The technique was designed purely for those with the Thousand-Thread Heart. It allowed the cultivator to split their divine sense into countless threads, each independently weaving arrays into ambient spiritual energy.
(A hidden physique,) Lin Tian thought, a genuine smile crossing his face. (She doesn’t even know she has it. The Thousand-Thread Heart—it explains why she can carve arrays with such precision. Her mind was always meant for this.)
He left his chamber and entered the main storage area of the Artifact Pavilion.
Aunt Lin was already there, sorting through damaged profound-iron swords. She looked transformed—her skin radiant, her eyes bright, her mature figure bursting with vitality. Curing her Qi Stagnation had reversed her physical age.
When she saw Lin Tian, her breath caught. She quickly checked for other disciples, then bowed her head.
"Master Lin," she whispered, her voice trembling with devotion.
"Aunt Lin, come here," Lin Tian said softly, gesturing toward a shadowed corner behind the weapon crates.
Once hidden, he pressed his index and middle fingers against her forehead.
HMMMM!
Golden light surged from his fingertips into her mind. Aunt Lin gasped, her full breasts heaving as the vast knowledge of the Myriad Threads Engraving Mandate flooded her consciousness.
Her eyes widened in shock. As a veteran engraver, she instantly recognized the value of the technique she was receiving.
"Master Lin... this..." she stammered, tears welling in her eyes. "This is beyond anything in the Crimson Nimbus archives! I can split my divine sense into hundreds of threads? Each thread weaving separate arrays simultaneously? I could forge Tier-2 arrays in a fraction of a breath!"
Lin Tian smiled. "Your talent has always been there, Aunt Lin. You just needed the right technique to unlock it."
She looked at him with awe. "But how did you know? How did you find something so perfectly suited for me?"
His smile was knowing. "I see what others miss."
She reached out and touched his hand, her fingers trembling. "I spent ten years thinking I was worthless. That my skills meant nothing. And now... you’ve given me a technique that even Inner Sect elders would kill for."
"Because you deserve it," he said simply. "Now study it well. We have work ahead."
Her eyes shone with gratitude. "I am your brush, Master Lin. I will not fail you."
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Lin Tian left the Artifact Pavilion and walked toward the Resource Hall. The sun was high now, casting golden light across the bustling courtyards. Disciples parted as he passed, their eyes filled with respect and fear.
"System," Lin Tian commanded as he walked. "Initiate the Cultivation Pull for Target 1: Madam Shen."
[Processing... Scanning Target 1 (Madam Shen). Analyzing spiritual root resonance and hidden physique detection...]
[Hidden Physique Detected: ’Profound Yin-Spirit Body’ — naturally absorbs ambient Yin energy at triple the normal rate. Extreme Yin affinity causes rapid Qi crystallization without proper Yang balance. Currently awakened.]
[Synthesizing primordial technique...]
[Ding! Cultivation Technique Pulled: ’The Nine-Nether Sovereign Empress Art’ (Peak-Tier Heaven Grade).]
Lin Tian’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. The technique was a tyrannical Yin-attribute art that converted all incoming Qi into absolute zero Frost-Yin. It harmonized perfectly with his own Yang Qi during dual cultivation.
(Her Profound Yin-Spirit Body is already awakened,) he thought. (This technique will weaponize her natural affinity, turning it into a power that complements mine.)
He navigated through the opulent corridors of the Resource Hall. Deacons and guards bowed respectfully as he passed.
He reached the heavy mahogany double doors. Two crimson-armored guards opened them without a word.
Inside, Madam Shen sat behind her massive desk, surrounded by mountains of financial ledgers and rare spiritual herbs. Her silver-black hair was pinned sharply with a jade hairpin. Her beautiful face was set in a mask of absolute tyranny.
She was berating three kneeling deacons.
"If the spirit stone quota drops by even one percent," her voice was like cracking ice, "I will personally shatter your Dantians! Get out!"
The deacons scrambled away, fleeing past Lin Tian.
The doors clicked shut. Sound-isolation arrays activated.
The moment the click echoed, the icy Empress vanished. Madam Shen stood, her expression melting into desperate devotion. She practically ran around the desk and dropped to her knees before him.
"Master," she breathed, wrapping her arms around his thighs. "You honor this lowly servant with your presence."
"You’ve been busy, Shen," Lin Tian said, his hand resting on her head.
"Everything I do is for you," she whispered. "The Outer Sect is under our control. I’ve purged all dissenting voices and diverted resources to your workshop. Even the Inner Sect auditors suspect nothing."
"Excellent." He gripped her arms and pulled her up, guiding her to sit on the edge of her desk. "The tournament approaches."
"I am preparing your path, Master." Her hands rested on his chest. "The Inner Sect elders have noticed my cultivation. They’ve sent a preliminary transfer order. Within a month, I will be promoted to Vice-Manager of the Inner Sect Resource Hall."
Lin Tian’s eyes flashed with approval. (A foothold in the Inner Sect before I even arrive. Perfect.)
"However..." Her brow furrowed. "To command genuine respect among the Core Formation Matriarchs, Peak Level 10 is not enough. I need Foundation Establishment. But my old cultivation art is too flawed."
"That is why I am here," Lin Tian smirked.
He tapped her forehead. The Nine-Nether Sovereign Empress Art flowed into her soul.
Madam Shen gasped, her body arching backward. Her heavy breasts heaved against her crimson robes as the terrifying Yin technique assimilated into her spirit.
"Heavens... this technique..." she trembled. "It’s perfectly matched to my Profound Yin-Spirit Body!"
She looked at him with wide, awe-filled eyes. "I always thought my physique was a curse. It made my cultivation unstable, my Qi too cold to control properly. I never knew it could be used like this."
Lin Tian’s smile was dark and knowing. "Your curse was just an unrefined gift. Now you have the key to unlock it."
"But..." Her expression turned worried. "The initial circulation requires an overwhelming amount of pure Yang energy as a catalyst. Otherwise, my meridians will freeze solid."
"I know." His voice dropped to a husky baritone. The temperature rose as his Primordial Yang-Tyrant Body flared to life, casting golden light across her flushed skin.
"I have acquired a supreme dual cultivation technique," Lin Tian whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "Tonight, we will combine our techniques. Form a closed circuit of Yin and Yang. I will thrust you through the barrier of Foundation Establishment."
Madam Shen’s breathing hitched. A heavy flush spread across her neck and cheeks.
"Tonight, Master?" she whimpered, arms wrapping around his neck. "Why wait? This office is sealed... and my desk is more than sturdy enough."
She pulled him closer, her voice dropping to a desperate whisper. "I’ve waited so long to be useful to you. To prove my worth. Please... let me serve you now."
Lin Tian looked down into her pleading, obsessed eyes. He chuckled darkly, his hands moving to the silk belt of her majestic crimson robes.
"As you wish, my Queen."
She shivered at his words. For the first time, she felt her hidden physique wasn’t just a burden—it was a gift that would serve her master’s journey. And through him, she would rise to heights she had never imagined.
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