Chapter 40: Pseudo-Divine Sea, Spirit Platform Realm, Ascension Platform Cultivator—Su Han

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Pseudo-Divine Sea, Spirit Platform Realm, Ascension Platform Cultivator—Su Han

Considering that only one skill could be chosen from a Skill Tree, Su Han had Liu Ming first cast the Concealing Breath Technique.

For six straight hours, Liu Ming relentlessly cast the Concealing Breath Technique beneath the thickest and tallest tree.

He looked like a complete lunatic. One moment his Spirit Platform was at Perfection, the next his aura vanished entirely. One moment he was like a living person, the next a corpse.

Over the course of those six hours, Liu Ming cast the Concealing Breath Technique more than a thousand times beneath the great tree.

Finally, as Liu Ming concealed his aura for what must have been the one-thousand-and-first time, the thickest and tallest tree at last began to change in Su Han’s eyes.

The great tree in his vision was cloaked in a brilliant light, and above this light shimmered two words: Skill Tree.

Calling a halt to Liu Ming, Su Han thought for a moment. Instead of immediately using Rain of Fire to light up the Skill Tree, he pointed to another large tree nearby—one that was a bit thinner and shorter—and had Liu Ming start spamming True Sight Magic.

Standing under the tree Su Han had pointed out, Liu Ming couldn’t help but feel conflicted.

It wasn’t that he felt ashamed. After all, even shame has its limits.

When you’ve spent six hours acting like a lunatic, repeatedly activating and deactivating the long-lasting Concealing Breath Technique, even the most shame-prone person would cease to feel any shame.

It was just that...

Unlike the Concealing Breath Technique, which was cast on oneself, True Sight Magic required a target.

"What’s wrong?"

Su Han asked, noticing Liu Ming’s hesitation.

Liu Ming explained his predicament. Su Han thought for a moment, then pointed to himself.

"Then just cast True Sight Magic on me."

’I’m going to have to silence him after this anyway, so I don’t mind if he sees a few things.’

Hearing Su Han’s suggestion, Liu Ming nodded. He squatted under the large tree and began to continuously cast True Sight Magic on Su Han.

While waiting, Su Han grew a bit bored and once again sat cross-legged on a large rock, closing his eyes.

It wasn’t that he was cultivating. His Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace didn’t require him to actively cultivate; he only needed to continuously fuse the myriad Great Daos, and his cultivation level would automatically increase through the Furnace-Nurtured Hundred Scriptures.

Out of boredom, he now resumed the daily project he had been working on for the past half-month: striking the gray fog with his Divine Thought.

Su Han’s Divine Thought was now over a hundred times stronger than it had been half a month ago. Coupled with the constant battering over that period, the patch of gray fog he had been striking had already become much thinner.

Keeping a sliver of his Heart Spirit focused on Liu Ming, Su Han sank the majority of his consciousness back into his Sea of Consciousness, controlling his Divine Thought to try and probe deeper into the gray fog.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Ten times.

A hundred times.

A thousand times.

Under the repeated assaults of Su Han’s Divine Thought, the gray fog grew thinner and thinner.

Faintly, Su Han could even see a glimmer of light shining through the fog.

’So... my previous guess was right after all. The specks of light I first saw inside my body when I opened my Sea of Consciousness never disappeared—they were just completely hidden by this gray fog.’

In his excitement, Su Han even forgot his current surroundings and once again tried to push his Divine Thought deeper.

But as Su Han repeatedly tried to probe the gray fog with his Divine Thought, he failed to notice that Liu Ming, who was constantly casting True Sight Magic on him, was putting on a performance of the famous Sichuan opera art of "face-changing."

When he first started casting True Sight Magic on Su Han, Liu Ming saw him as a Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator with a fairly deep foundation, his cultivation on the verge of breaking through to the mid-stage of the Spirit Platform Realm.

This was consistent with his previous observations.

So, although he couldn’t figure out why a Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator like Su Han possessed Divine Thought—an ability only Divine Sea Realm cultivators should have—Liu Ming was more or less able to keep his composure.

However, after casting True Sight Magic on Su Han hundreds of times, Liu Ming’s expression started to turn strange.

Because... on the umpteenth-hundredth cast of True Sight Magic, Su Han, who in his eyes had been merely a Spirit Platform Realm cultivator, suddenly transformed into a Perfection-stage Divine Sea Realm expert.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, thinking he must be seeing things after casting the spell so many times.

After trying another True Sight Magic, Liu Ming was completely dumbfounded.

"Immortal... Immortal Platform Realm!"

After he cast True Sight Magic one more time, Su Han had, in his eyes, become an Immortal Platform Realm expert.

"No! Impossible! I must be seeing things!"

Unwilling to believe it, Liu Ming cast True Sight Magic again. The result that came back allowed him to breathe a small sigh of relief.

’Okay, he’s back to the Spirit Platform Realm. I really was just seeing things from casting True Sight Magic too much.’

Thinking this, relieved, Liu Ming cast True Sight Magic one more time.

And then...

THUD!

Liu Ming fell straight to his knees.

Immortal Platform Realm!

Su Han, who was just at the Spirit Platform Realm a moment ago, had skipped the Divine Sea Realm entirely and jumped straight to the Immortal Platform Realm.

In disbelief, Liu Ming frantically spammed True Sight Magic on Su Han—once, twice, three times.

And Su Han’s realm, in Liu Ming’s eyes, kept switching like a carousel.

Early Spirit Platform, Divine Sea Perfection, First Ascending the Immortal Platform.

The three realms switched back and forth constantly. Basically, every one or two times he cast True Sight Magic, the information fed back to Liu Ming would show a different realm.

’I’m going crazy!’

After spamming it dozens more times and watching Su Han’s realm switch dozens of times like a carousel, Liu Ming nearly lost his mind.

Having failed once again in his attempt to use his Divine Thought to probe the gray fog and touch the light, Su Han finally noticed something was wrong with Liu Ming.

He opened his eyes and looked at Liu Ming in confusion. "What’s wrong with you? Putting on a face-changing performance?"

Liu Ming: "..."

’My face is changing? Is it changing as fast as your damn realm is?!’

"You... Just what are you? Why is your realm the Spirit Platform Realm one moment, the Divine Sea Realm the next, and then the Immortal Platform Realm after that?"

Normally, with Liu Ming’s intelligence, he would never have revealed that he had discovered a huge secret that would surely get him silenced.

However... he had never encountered a freak like Su Han, nor had he ever imagined he would.

After questioning his own sanity over and over, Liu Ming was about to be driven to a demonic obsession by Su Han. He didn’t even consider the possibility that he might be silenced.

However...

Hearing Liu Ming’s words, Su Han’s expression couldn’t help but change slightly.

"You... you’re saying you saw me exuding the aura of the Immortal Platform Realm?"

Liu Ming nodded subconsciously, then suddenly came to his senses. "N-No! I didn’t see anything! My Lord, in my eyes, you have always been an early-stage Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator."

A powerful will to live made Liu Ming suddenly realize he had just made a terrible mistake.

However...

Su Han didn’t even glance at Liu Ming’s drastic change in expression. After hearing his words, Su Han fell silent, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

’My true cultivation is early Spirit Platform, on the verge of breaking through to the mid-stage.’

’I was just controlling my Divine Thought to probe the gray substance, and Divine Thought is the hallmark of a Divine Sea Realm cultivator.’

’So, whether Liu Ming saw me as a Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator or a Divine Sea Realm cultivator, I can understand and accept that.’

’But... the Immortal Platform?’

’I’m still a hundred and eight thousand li away from the Immortal Platform.’

’But I have a certain amount of trust in Liu Ming’s True Sight Magic, especially given his current state. He clearly wasn’t talking nonsense.’

’So... what could be the reason for me exuding the aura of the Immortal Platform Realm?’

A flash of insight struck him. Su Han thought he might have guessed the answer—the gray fog, the glimmer of light.

’The moment Liu Ming saw my cultivation constantly changing was precisely when I was repeatedly striking the gray fog, trying to investigate the light behind it.’

’So... that light is very likely related to the secrets of the Immortal Platform Realm.’

Thinking of this, Su Han couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

’If my guess is correct, does this mean that if I can break through the blockade of the gray substance, make contact with, and even release the light within, I could ascend to the Immortal Platform before my Divine Sea has even reached Perfection?’

’In that case... what realm would I even be considered?’

Subconsciously, a name came to Su Han’s mind: A Pseudo-Divine Sea, Spirit Platform Realm Cultivator who ascended to the Immortal Platform—Su Han!

’Tsk tsk, just the name itself sounds so badass.’

Feeling a little smug inside, Su Han saw Liu Ming’s face, which looked as if he had just lost his parents. He composed himself and looked at Liu Ming with a nonchalant expression.

"Since you know you saw wrong, don’t make such a fuss."

Liu Ming nodded repeatedly. "Yes! Yes! This lowly one was making a mountain out of a molehill. Please forgive me, My Lord."

"Mm," Su Han nodded. "If you’re fine, then continue casting True Sight Magic."

Liu Ming nodded in agreement, but he no longer dared to probe Su Han’s cultivation.

’What if I probe and find something even more terrifying? What if this guy who switches between Spirit Platform, Divine Sea, and Immortal Platform suddenly turns into a Celestial Being in my eyes?’

’I’m afraid I’d be scared to death on the spot.’

’Even if I’m not scared to death, if I react as strongly as I did before, I’ll probably be silenced for good, right?’

Having mastered the essence of ’laying low,’ Liu Ming decisively shifted the target of his True Sight Magic from Su Han as a whole to a specific object on his body.

Su Han’s arm.

Sui Han’s leg.

Su Han’s little... big bird... He decisively skipped that one. He, Liu Ming, had no interest in the "passion of Long-yang."

Su Han’s clothes.

Su Han’s shoes.

Su Han’s hair.

Su Han’s...

When he accidentally cast a True Sight Magic on Su Han’s ring, Liu Ming’s expression changed drastically once again.

And in Su Han’s eyes, the large tree next to Liu Ming also changed in that instant, becoming... a glowing Skill Tree.

"What is it now?"

At the same time he saw the Skill Tree had been activated, Su Han, who was constantly prepared to kill Liu Ming to silence him, also noticed the change in his expression.

Terror!

Horror!

Disbelief!

And... a profound... fear of death.

"You... ri... ring..."

He stammered out three words, but before he could say more, his entire face and body began to crack with fine lines.

The fine lines rapidly widened...

BOOM!

A bloody mist filled the air. Before he could finish his sentence, Liu Ming had inexplicably exploded and died.

"This..."

Su Han’s expression changed. ’Exploded and died?’

’You can explode from casting True Sight Magic?’

’So... what exactly did that guy discover?’

’Me?’

’The ring?’

’Was the problem with me, or with the ring?’

’Could it be? Did he see my Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace, skills like Celestial Punishment, or even my ability to light up Skill Trees, and was killed by the backlash?’

’Then... why did he mention the ring?’

’In the end, was it me who made him explode, or the ring on my hand?’

Looking at the ring on his hand, a gift from his mother consort, Su Han’s brow... furrowed deeply.

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