Chapter 16

If Emily Thompson can break through the wind barrier, control qi to become wind, and enter the Wind Rising realm, her power will circulate on its own. Henry Martinez will then be able to siphon off a portion of it to construct his own formation, the best of which is the Wind Gathering Array. With this, he could gather the spiritual winds of the world for his own use, just like a cultivator who controls qi to become wind, possessing an endless source of power.

As for whether Emily Thompson can break through the wind barrier, in Henry Martinez's opinion, it should theoretically be no problem at all. Even if she only masters the first level of the Immovable Overlord Body... no, even if she just sets one foot into the first level, it would be enough to set her true qi circulating like the wind and break through the wind barrier.

With the bloodline inheritance of the Nine Immortal Lords and a master as renowned as the Celestial Sword from Beyond, the only thing that could limit this little girl's future achievements is her intelligence.

And this has troubled Henry Martinez for quite some time. From the first moment he saw this little mount, he had doubts about her intelligence. Dragging it out until today, Henry Martinez felt like he was about to explode.

He had to give her an intelligence test, and as it happened, he had a set of advanced testing methods.

This test was designed by Grace Bennett, the most innovative and eccentric among the Nine Immortal Lords, specifically to assess the intelligence and comprehension of new cultivators. During the Celestial-Demon War, it truly unearthed many promising talents.

Of course, it also humiliated quite a few colleagues she didn't like...

In short, after spending the whole morning overcoming the many inconveniences of operating a formation alone, Henry Martinez finally finished all the preparations for the intelligence test before Emily Thompson woke up.

"Mount, mount, I just remembered a very powerful cultivation technique that's perfect for someone like you who mainly practices the Immovable Overlord Body. If you cultivate both together, they complement each other and have endless wonderful uses. Basically, you can break through the wind barrier in three days."

"Eh? Really?" Emily Thompson, lying in bed, immediately perked up and, despite her back pain, forced herself to sit up. "What technique?"

She had already experienced firsthand the power of the Immovable Overlord Body taught by the sword spirit. Just the first warm-up move had left a top martial arts expert bedridden for a whole day... But on the other hand, after lying in bed for most of the day, her physical strength had increased noticeably, and even the flow of true qi through her meridians had become a bit smoother. The wind barrier that had been unbreakable for four years now seemed slightly loosened, as if a powerful force from deep within her bloodline had been awakened. This gave Emily Thompson a bit more confidence in the sword spirit.

Seeing the girl's cooperative reaction, Henry Martinez said, "Here's the thing: there's a divine technique called Vajra Demon-Subduing, created by the Zen sect during the Celestial-Demon War and later improved and popularized by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals. Aside from the first stage being especially difficult, the rest is smooth sailing. Even if you hit a tough spot, with your Immovable Overlord Body, you can handle it with ease."

"The first stage is especially difficult? Then, then will I be okay?"

"That depends on you," Henry Martinez explained. "The difficulty of the first stage doesn't lie in requiring high innate talent or rare pills and talismans. In fact, the entry threshold for Vajra Demon-Subduing is very low. It all depends on your own initiative."

Emily Thompson gritted her teeth. "Does that mean the cultivation comes with great pain? That's fine, I can endure any pain. Go ahead and test me."

"Alright, eat this."

After saying that, Henry Martinez floated shakily into the air and lifted the lid off the appetizer that had been prepared on the table.

Emily Thompson didn't even have time to be surprised that Henry Martinez could float on his own before she was stunned by the strange smell that suddenly filled the room, making her hold her breath.

She held her breath and asked in a childish voice, "Henry Martinez, isn't this thing a bit weird? Do I really have to eat this to learn Vajra Demon-Subduing?"

Henry Martinez said nothing, remaining silent.

Emily Thompson furrowed her little brows and protested, "But this is way too stinky!"

"Afraid of a bad smell, and you still want to cultivate immortality?" Henry Martinez said. "Even you humans can't be that fragile, right? Back in the Celestial-Demon War, your ancestors endured far worse to become stronger. Forget about foul smells— they would brave blades and fire without hesitation."

With Henry Martinez putting it so lightly, Emily Thompson immediately quieted down, feeling that she was being unreasonable. Cultivators should forge ahead through thorns and defy fate—how could she be so delicate? Besides, taking heavenly treasures was never supposed to be enjoyable. Some of them, never mind the stench, could tear your insides apart, but for the sake of cultivation, you just had to endure it.

Emily Thompson, oh Emily Thompson, you set your mind on cultivation from a young age to clear your mother's name. Can you really not overcome even this little hardship? Is this all the resolve and willpower you have?

Emily Thompson tried to psych herself up, mustered her courage again, and approached the table, forcing herself to endure the overwhelming stench. She swallowed hard... and then felt her stomach churn, as if every inch of her body was refusing to let her get any closer.

As she got close and her hands were about to touch the plate, she couldn't help but ask,

"This, this smell, why, why does it smell like... poop?"

Henry Martinez replied, "Because it is poop. Of course it smells like poop. What else, you think it would smell like curry?"

"What!?"

Emily Thompson jolted, nearly knocking over the table, sending poop and pee flying everywhere.

"You want me to eat, eat this thing!?"