Chapter 10

In his coma, he began to cry out as if trapped in a nightmare, the ward echoing with screams like a pig being slaughtered.

The medical staff looked grave. A middle-aged man with a mask and black-rimmed glasses said, “Director Brooks, we need to take emergency measures. He can’t hold on much longer.”

Director Brooks replied, “Resuscitation at this stage will interrupt his awakening and could cause paralysis of all four limbs.”

The doctor with glasses said, “His situation is different from normal. It’s not just strengthening muscles and bones—his entire skeleton has been shattered and is being restructured. The pain exceeds the limits of human endurance. No one could survive this.”

Director Brooks said, “He’s already awakened his spiritual root. He can obtain a set of inherited cultivation techniques from it. As long as he operates the technique to guide the energy, there’s still hope.”

The man with glasses frowned deeply. “He has a one-star spiritual root, so the inherited technique will also be one-star. It’s very difficult to control such a violent energy wave. If we wait a few more minutes, it might be too late.”

Director Brooks thought for a moment and made a decision. “This Mr. Pei has undergone multiple surgeries and has a strong will. He’s already experienced medical miracles. Let’s wait another ten minutes.”

As time passed, the screams grew weaker and weaker. Henry Parker seemed to be at the end of his rope.

Ten minutes later, just as the medical staff were about to take emergency measures, they saw a cloud of mist rising from the fat man’s body.

Within the mist, the fat man stopped screaming, and his twisted face gradually returned to normal.

The man with glasses looked at the data jumping on the monitor and couldn’t help exclaiming, “What kind of technique is this? It can actually rearrange the bones?”

Director Brooks was also shocked. “Bishui Divine Art! This is the number one water-type technique—Bishui Divine Art!”

At these words, the ward fell silent. The medical staff could hear their own rapid breathing.

In modern society, cultivators basically don’t practice internal energy techniques and the like.

Everyone’s cultivation method comes from a kind of inheritance.

After awakening a spiritual root, one can inherit the signature techniques of ancient immortals from the divine fragments in the stars.

Normally, if you fuse with a one-star spiritual root, the inherited technique is also the lowest one-star level.

There are also abnormal cases—a few low-level minor gods, whose positions aren’t high, but who have had fortuitous encounters, or are descendants of some high-level great god, and have mastered superior techniques.

Henry Parker’s awakening process was highly unusual, and the inherited technique was also abnormal.

The power in his dantian shattered all his bones and then rearranged them.

The pain exceeded the limits of human endurance—no one could withstand it.

At this moment, he needed a technique to guide the rampaging energy.

The impact of the Bishui energy was simply too strong. As the doctor with glasses said, even if Henry Parker inherited a one-star technique, it would be impossible to control the Bishui energy.

The interesting thing was, the technique the fat man inherited was far more than just one-star.

When he lost consciousness, his instincts were triggered, and his primordial spirit took over control.

An ancient, peerless technique began to operate within the fat man’s body.

【Bishui Divine Art: Nine levels in total, gathering the essence of the divine and immortal paths, seizing the wonders of heaven and earth.】

【Currently at the first level. When the spiritual root advances to two stars, the second level of the technique will be unlocked.】

【By persistently cultivating the Bishui Divine Art, Bishui can be refined.】

【Consume twenty drops of Bishui to advance the spiritual root to two stars.】

As the divine art operated, waves of intent flooded into Henry Parker’s mind.

He suddenly woke up, feeling the profound mysteries of the Bishui Divine Art.

Worth it!

This life was worth it!

That was the most direct feeling the fat man had at the moment.

The legendary number one water-type divine art truly lived up to its name, bringing enormous benefits.

He had been worrying about how to upgrade his Shrimp Soldier spiritual root.

Now the answer was clear: as long as he refined twenty drops of Bishui, the problem would be solved.

In theory, his spiritual root could be upgraded infinitely!

One day, if he advanced to a high-level spiritual root, he could even compete with those geniuses.

Henry Parker hadn’t been happy for long before he was writhing in pain again.

The pain of bodily reconstruction was far beyond what he could bear.

At present, his Bishui Divine Art was only at the first level; he couldn’t yet transcend the soul and ignore physical pain.

Moreover, the first level of the technique was subdivided into four stages: beginner, minor achievement, major achievement, and perfection.

Henry Parker had indeed inherited the “Bishui Divine Art,” but he was still at the beginner stage and could barely operate it.

The pig-slaughtering screams echoed once again.

“Oh no, he’s just started learning the technique and can’t hold on any longer.” The doctor with glasses was a bit flustered.

“When he’s in this state, medical intervention is useless. He can only rely on himself. Any cultivator who can inherit a divine art has extraordinary comprehension. As long as he can cultivate the technique to the major achievement stage, he’ll get through this.” Director Brooks said gravely.

To be fair, Director Brooks’s words were almost prophetic.

After half a day, the screams finally stopped.

Henry Parker looked peaceful, with an air of transcendence.

He could no longer feel any pain, as if the shattered and restructured body wasn’t his own.

“Transcendence?”

“Divine art perfected, soul transcended?”

Director Brooks checked the instruments, his eyes nearly popping out.

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