During the day, after finishing his errands, Gu Sheng returned to a secluded courtyard. Deep into the night, when all was quiet, he finally had the time to earnestly examine the secret scroll of Shapeshifting.
"Shapeshifting, to put it plainly, is using power to manipulate the skin, flesh, and bones of the human body to achieve the goal of altering one’s appearance—even one’s physique can be transformed!"
"As for what that person mentioned about its assistance in Bone Refining, that’s something to think about later. Even if it truly has such divine effects, it would likely require astronomical amounts of time and might only be achievable upon mastering the Perfect Realm. Otherwise, experts in the Bone Refining Realm wouldn’t possibly give up on such a Divine Skill."
Although this was purchased in the black market...
Gu Sheng didn’t believe that the major factions didn’t have spies or tendrils extending into the black market. If something truly valuable surfaced, it wouldn’t be allowed to slip away.
"Getting started is easy; as long as the power reaches the skin and flesh of the face and performs simple movements, it counts as a success."
Gu Sheng began channeling his power throughout his body.
Cautiously, he directed it toward his facial area. This was one of the human body’s critical weaknesses, requiring the utmost care.
Following the methods and techniques described in the scroll.
Waves of power "tempered" the skin membrane on his face. Gradually, Gu Sheng began to feel a surge of heat and a trace of pain there, as though the flesh and skin of his face were "coming alive."
He had the sense that he could control minute movements of the flesh.
But as the power dissipated, this sensation gradually faded.
Though entry-level practice was simple...
It wasn’t something that could be achieved all at once.
At this moment, the benefits of mastering Iron Stone Fist in the Great Success realm came to light. Abundant power allowed Gu Sheng to keep trying continuously.
Only when his power had weakened significantly did Gu Sheng finally stop practicing.
His entire face was now burning with pain.
He came to understand the principle behind the Shapeshifting technique.
By stimulating one’s own flesh and bones with power, one could ultimately achieve small-scale manipulation, enabling alterations in appearance and even physical shape.
"However... that person must have held back something; this scroll likely requires specialized ointments or a secret technique to massage and relax the flesh and bones, which could significantly accelerate the cultivation progress."
"Otherwise, like me now, each practice session would require stopping to let the body recuperate naturally. Any carelessness could lead to torn flesh and fractured bones."
Gu Sheng seemed to gain some insight in his heart.
No one in the black market was a simple character.
Fortunately, he had his system panel; otherwise, he’d be fumbling around blindly just like everyone else.
"At my current progress rate, I estimate that I can reach entry-level mastery within four or five days. By then, with the effects of my panel, even without the complementary secret techniques or ointments, my speed of improvement will far surpass that of ordinary individuals!"
"Hopefully, the Shapeshifting technique will be usable once it reaches Small Success or Great Success."
Gu Sheng silently thought to himself.
Soon after, he lay down to rest without removing his clothes. Tomorrow, he would be returning to Gu’s Manor and needed to conserve energy. If they encountered another ambush like the last time, it would be troublesome.
...
The following noon.
Gu Renbing called for the coachmen and porters to start distributing the procured goods. A few villagers who had come along were already waiting nearby.
Gu Sheng, naturally, was among them.
He noticed Gu Jingang at the forefront, speaking in hushed tones with a few Martial Artists. Gu Sheng didn’t join them and refrained from greeting them. Ever since deciding to conceal his strength, Gu Sheng had deliberately distanced himself from the circle of Martial Artists in Gu’s Manor.
Gu Xiaojiang had invited him several times, but Gu Sheng had made excuses to decline.
Everyone knew that Gu’s Manor’s famed sharpshooter wasn’t adept at socializing and only focused on solitary, rigorous cultivation.
"Let’s move out!"
Gu Renbing shouted loudly, and the convoy steadily began heading toward the city gates.
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