Not only the Drunken Sword Immortal, but also Zhang Sanfeng and even Huang Rong, all focused their attention on him at this moment.
"Brother Li, would you mind showing it to me?" the Drunken Sword Immortal asked earnestly. "Or rather, if you wish to exchange it for something, just say what you want to exchange."
"Master Jiu Jianxian frankly taught me the direct lineage of Shushan! If I were to ask for benefits now, I would despise myself." Li Jing chuckled.
Then, his gaze sharpened, glancing towards the bronze throne. A hint of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes. He nodded slightly, "Your Excellency Speaker, I apologize for any offense."
Li Jing gently patted his waist, and his longsword was drawn. With a crisp hum, it traced strange and mysterious characters in mid-air.
“This is…” Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely sensing the unique charm contained in these ancient characters, and gently tapped the armrest with his fingers.
In just a short while, Li Jing completed the drawing of this set of techniques in mid-air. He sheathed his longsword, exhaled a long breath, and the engravings lingered for a long time.
Looking around, Li Jing smiled wryly, "This is the Celestial Immortal Technique. Cultivating this technique can dispel acquired impurities and transform one into a Celestial Immortal."
"It can be said that one can possess the power of a celestial being even before reaching the realm of immortals."
"...Although the principles and insights contained within are indeed profound, the overall quality of this method may not be higher than the true teachings of my Shu Mountain lineage." The Drunken Sword Immortal frowned. To be honest, he was somewhat disappointed.
Who is Taiyi Zhenren? He is a true disciple of a sage and one of the legendary Twelve Golden Immortals.
Although his performance in the Nezha Reborn world was less than satisfactory, and his physique was rather bulky... judging a book by its cover is a big no-no, and his true strength might be beyond imagination...
However, after seeing the method Li Jing presented... the Drunken Sword Immortal mentally deduced the situation and realized that even if one cultivated this technique to its full potential, they would still be no match for him... Even if he used the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique and couldn't defeat a fully mastered Heavenly Immortal Technique cultivator... he could still defeat them using his newly comprehended Solar True Sword Technique.
“I think this is a perfectly normal thing.” Tony Stark shrugged casually. He had also recorded the previous techniques and was waiting to enter them into Jarvis and then analyze them using scientific methods.
After organizing his thoughts, Tony Stark spoke frankly, "I said before, the Primordial Celestial Lord from Nezha! To be deceived by Shen Gongbao using such methods... Shameful."
“Personally, I think that the saint in the world of Neko Atsume might not be the same as the saint in the primordial world you’re talking about… After all, the saint in the primordial world you’re talking about can calculate all the secrets of heaven with a flick of his fingers, and even has the power to create and destroy the world… I even suspect that he’s equivalent to our God.”
“…I feel that saints are better than God,” Xiaoyu muttered softly. Tony Stark rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear her.
"A low-budget version of a saint, and a low-budget version of Investiture of the Gods?" Conan rubbed his temples. "I really don't know where to begin with my critique."
"Not necessarily! I already said it's not the true teaching. A Celestial Immortal shouldn't be considered a high-level immortal, at most they're above Earth Immortal? The next level up is Golden Immortal." Huang Rong rested her chin on her hand and expressed her guess.
"Before joining the council, the Sword Immortal's strength was already very close to that of a legendary immortal. Now, after being strengthened by the council, it's not surprising that he can now rival a celestial immortal, isn't it?"
"That makes sense." Fan Xian pondered for a moment, then slapped his thigh. "The Drunken Sword Immortal can now chop off the Moon Worship Cult Leader with a single sword strike. He can even seal the Water Demon Beast with a mere gesture! His skills are probably even stronger than those of the Sword Saint Dugu from Mount Shu, right?"
"If Dugu Jiansheng could defeat the Moon Worship Cult Leader so easily, would he have stayed on the mountain and never come down?"
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Chapter 460 Two newcomers join the Mist Council!
The Sword Immortal's brow twitched. He gave Fan Xian a deep look, but didn't say anything more.
"Then here's the question." Kaguya Houraisan frowned, carefully choosing her words, "If the Sake Sword Immortal now possesses the power of a sage, then why hasn't he ascended?"
Upon hearing this, Su Han's expression turned strange. After a moment's thought, he simply controlled Number Ten to speak, "Joining the council means breaking free from the constraints of the world. None of the fundamental laws of the original world can bind council members."
The Hall of Mist fell silent for a moment. Sakata Gintoki turned to gaze at Number Ten, and after a brief silence, turned back to Su Han and bowed respectfully.
He began by saying, "Good evening, Your Excellency Speaker of Parliament."
Huang Rong stuck out her tongue, inwardly complaining that she was a step too slow, and then earnestly greeted Su Han.
After realizing what was happening, many members of the council greeted him one by one. Su Han calmly accepted all of their greetings.
“I… am beyond the fundamental laws of the original world.” Song Que’s eyes flickered as he suddenly thought of something.
He spoke, seemingly asking someone else, yet also seemingly talking to himself, “No wonder, I feel like I’m already above the shattered void… but I still don’t feel the slightest bit about shattering the void.”
“There are many things that seem surprising and unbelievable at first glance. But upon closer inspection, they all make perfect sense,” Aizen said with a smile.
Su Han tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest. After glancing around, he controlled Number Ten to ask, "Speaking of which, Fan Xian, your relationship with your father has been quite good lately? Have you forgiven him for killing Ye Qingmei?"
Fan Xian glanced at Number Ten with a strange expression and said nonchalantly, "I didn't expect Number Ten to be interested in my family affairs. But it's nothing to hide."
Turning to look at Emperor Qing, Fan Xian's expression became deep and complicated. "To be honest, my feelings towards Emperor Qing are very complicated."
"Although I now acknowledge him as my father, he did kill my mother after all... even if he didn't do it himself."
Emperor Qing remained calm and composed as always. He had an extremely deep understanding of human nature and had long been aware of this.
Taking a deep breath, Fan Xian looked at Number Ten again, "However, the council has endless possibilities. Whether it's the future, when Miss Tokisaki is strong enough, we can ask her for help to change history! Or whether I become strong enough to go to the past and change history, either way, I can save my mother."
"I may not forgive you, but I won't be as stubborn as before... Of course, the old man making me the crown prince is also a very important reason." When he said the last sentence, Fan Xian sat lazily on the bronze chair, his expression quite amused.
Of course, although he said that, almost everyone could see that he didn't really value the position of crown prince... What he valued more was the attitude represented by Emperor Qing's appointment of him as crown prince...
“To change history.” Tony Stark clenched his fist silently, suddenly thinking of his father. But then he shook his head.
After all, there's a record of the construction of the Hall of Heroes. He will eventually be able to meet his parents again!
Moreover, if he were to think about it now, inheriting the position of Sorcerer Supreme would already allow him to travel back in time and see his father...
However, if he were to actually take that position, he would only be able to uphold history, and would not have the right to defy it.
Therefore, he heard Fan Xian's words, but felt somewhat melancholy.
“By the way, Speaker of the Council.” Madara Uchiha suddenly spoke up, his gaze fixed intently on Su Han, his voice calm, “I will probably be performing the Heavenly Sacrifice tomorrow, and then… I’ll have to trouble you.”
A brief silence fell over the council. Whitebeard stroked his crescent-shaped mustache, his eyes flickering for a moment before he suddenly asked, "Madara, are you sure you've met the standard?"