Chapter 758 - 660: Dead Again, But This Time It’s Different?

Chapter 758: Chapter 660: Dead Again, But This Time It’s Different?

Feng Mu’s face was full of anticipation, then he put away the [Building Module].

Finally, he took a careful look at the Silver Treasure Chest, confirming there was nothing left behind, and then murmured to himself:

"There’s nothing else, it seems the Destiny Squad we encountered today really was a wild treasure chest?!!"

Feng Mu pondered silently for a moment, then grinned a smile full of intrigue.

"But no matter, since I have found it, it’s mine. However, how to ’consume’ this squad in the future, still requires some consideration."

He didn’t dwell on this issue for long and quickly turned his focus back to the one hundred thousand Skill Proficiency points he just acquired.

With such a large amount in hand, the next step goes without saying, it’s the beloved moment of adding points.

Feng Mu was already very familiar with this process, and without any hesitation, he calmly issued a command in his heart:

"Add points!"

[Star-Picking Hand·Beginner (189/1000) → Star-Picking Hand·Intermediate (1/5000)]

"Add more points!"

[Star-Picking Hand·Intermediate (1/5000) → Star-Picking Hand·Advanced (1/25000)]

"Add even more points!"

[Star-Picking Hand·Advanced (1/25000) → Star-Picking Hand·Perfection]

"Keep adding points!"

In one second, four points added, the speed of adding was like the wind, the acquired Universal Skill Proficiency came and went swiftly.

Thus:

[In the first year, you began training in the Ancient Martial Arts "Star-Picking Hand."]

[This Cultivation Technique originated from the masterpiece of a certain Ancient Martial Sect in the Old Era. It is said that the Star-Picking Sect acquired it by chance from an unnamed ancient tomb.]

[According to the secret manual, if this skill is trained to Great Success, it could grab objects and hurt enemies across the air, with the bold words "The hand can pluck stars" inscribed on the first page.]

[Having become the "Prison Warden" of the Second Prison, you resolved to train in this skill.]

[Soon you discovered, training requires bathing in the light of stars—However, when you looked out the window, there was not a glimmer of starlight in the night sky, only the grand yet oppressive outline of the Upper City overshadowing the heavens.]

[Moreover, even if you could reach the Upper City, the stars remained out of reach.]

[If one cannot "pluck stars," then according to the skill’s description, it is fundamentally impossible to master this Martial Art.]

[How can a mortal body pluck a star from the sky?]

[You gradually suspected that this might be nothing more than some madman’s delusional fantasy.]

[But you are a martial arts fanatic, even if it were a Martial Art created by a lunatic, you insist on mastering it.]

[You repeatedly peruse the fragmented texts, simulating and practicing in your mind over and over.]

[Day after day, year after year.]

[Suddenly, one evening in the third year, you witnessed a Prison Guard extracting the heart of a prisoner to feed the dogs—in that instant, you had an epiphany!]

[——"Although the stars of the heavens are beyond reach, within the universe of the human body, there are also stars!"]

[That night, you summoned a prisoner, and reached your hand through his chest. ]

[As the warm flesh pulsated between your fingers, you were overjoyed, as if you truly touched some kind of "star"]

[From that day on, you renamed "Star-Picking Hand" to "Heart-Picking Hand"]

[Using the heart as a star, using blood to train the skill]

[And so, you trained for five years.]

[Three hundred corpses with empty chests were stacked into a towering structure. You sat at the tower’s peak, focusing on training, fingers wrapped in what seemed like a tangible scarlet mist, as if holding a galaxy.]

[The bones of both hands mutated due to repeated chest bone penetration, the knuckles elongated by three inches, nails turned black and sharp, like poisoned daggers, glowing faintly.]

[By the tenth year, the entire death row district was void of prisoners. But that posed no problem—there were other districts.]

[You stood outside the iron bars, crushing the heart of a prisoner from a distance. The blood mist burst from their chest, condensing in midair into a rapidly fading star pattern.]

[With this, the "Heart-Picking Hand" achieved Great Success!]

[By the twentieth year, the entire prison was "cleansed" of prisoners by you, their sins in life completely transformed into your cultivation.]

[You practiced grappling in the pervasive blood mist, the wind from your fingers tearing through the air, emitting a whistle like a meteor falling to earth.]

[Both hands had completely mutated, skin covered with a layer of crystalline glaze, scattering phosphorescent red shards as they moved.]

[By the twenty-fifth year, the heart of the last Prison Guard also fell silent in your palm.]

[You stood alone in the desolate, empty prison, suddenly sensing something within your heart.]

[At this moment, the "Star-Picking Hand" reached Perfection.]

[You sat in the prison for seven days and nights without saying a word or moving, suddenly descending into madness, and began tearing at your own chest——]

[With a mirror, you saw your own dark red, still pulsating heart, and finally realized: You still lacked the last, most crucial step!]

[——To pluck a most unique "star."]

[If one considers the human body as a universe, the heart is the star. And how could a star in someone else’s universe ever compare to that one star in the center of your own universe... a perpetually burning fixed star?]

["All stars are illusions, only my own heart illuminates the universe!"]

[Your right hand pierced your chest like a bolt of lightning, five fingers clenched tightly around that hot pulsating heart—your own heart.]

[The sound of flesh tearing combined with manic laughter echoed through the desolate prison ruins:]

["With my heart as the celestial star! With my blood shattering the mysterious pass!!"]

[As you tore your heart from your body—

The blood mist sprayed forth did not fall, instead, it hovered and condensed into a brilliant, flowing, and eerie "galaxy."]

[You had never seen such a sight, a celestial dome painted with your life. You stood there in a trance, gazing at this blood-red starry river, tears streaming down your face.]

["Heart-Picking Hand" succeeded in Limit-Breaking!]

[You comprehended the Limit-Breaking Skill - Heartstring Harmony (Passive).]

[You consumed a total of 30811 Universal Skill Proficiency points.]

[Limit-Breaking consumed 1 Universal Skill Point.]