Extra's Strategy: Cultivate Protagonists, Become Invincible-Chapter 172: Crazy Developments Inside The Crazy Master

"Now, this is unexpected. What could the logic behind this even be?" Han Xuhan wondered aloud as his consciousness floated alongside Tun Shi Tian inside his foundation tower.

Today was a special day.

Zhanxian, his first minion, was about to truly step on the path of a cultivator from this day forth. The skeleton minion had finally broken past the first layer of the nameless technique it was cultivating, the one that operated on artificial channels of qi.

Han Xuhan had been quite surprised to discover that the Mystic Art wasn’t enough for one to create their own foundation tower. He had no idea that such techniques could exist. And it wasn’t as if he could go around asking his peers about this sort of evil technique.

Some extensive research in the library had borne some fruit, though.

Experts from the mosquito apocalypse era were the first ones to officially recognize this unusual subtype of Mystic Arts.

Due to the terrible outbreak of giant mosquitos all over the planet, many mortals had been forced to actively fight them off. During the crisis, a handful of them got lucky and absorbed the meat of extremely powerful mutated mosquitos.

The intake of the large amount of spiritually enhanced substance awakened them to some very barbaric, primitive methods of cultivation. After discovering this phenomenon, many sects guided these lucky ones into the path of real cultivation. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

However, due to the lack of proper foundation and resources, most of them died before reaching the Soul Reformation realm. This left numerous legacies of the primitive cultivation methods that hadn’t been, as quoted by scholar Long Aotian, "registered by the heavenly authority."

Not being registered in this sense carried a distinct effect. Such underdeveloped Mystic Arts did not have the ability to awaken a foundation tower inside the spiritual world of the practitioner.

Thus, this subtype of Mystic Arts was given the title ’Stub’ worldwide, encompassing all underdeveloped cultivation techniques not recognized by the heavens.

Although such incidents had happened before the mosquito apocalypse era many times, the apocalypse was the pivot point that caused the knowledge and popularity of such underdeveloped techniques to rise, which forced the proud ancient cultivators to acknowledge the subtype of Mystic Arts officially.

A Mystic Art can only go as far as its best practitioner, but the creator of his artificial meridians technique died when he was at the third layer himself. No one else could develop the technique further. It never received celestial recognition.

If one wanted to build a foundation tower with it, they’d have to forge their own path and reach a layer where they’d encounter the heavenly tribulation for peak Mystic Arts.

Their foundation tower would then be recognized by the heavenly authority during the tribulation and grow rapidly under the refinement of the tribulation.

Nevertheless, this tiny problem in his minion’s cultivation life wasn’t enough to make Han Xuhan pause. What did make him pause was the anomaly that he discovered afterwards.

It came up when he made Zhanxian practice according to My Ran’s secret method of cultivating the ’Zeroth Layer’ of all Mystic Arts.

"Should we let Zhanxian become a part of the mediocre cultivators around us, Boss? Since you let your underling practice the extra layer, you should let your underling’s underling practice it too!"

That’s the logic he would have thrown out to appease Mu Ran if he was ever caught disseminating the secret method.... But now, it seemed that he had landed himself into a mess so complicated that even Mu Ran wouldn’t know how to react to it.

Once Zhanxian’s cultivation of the Zeroth Layer came into effect, it had ended up affecting Han Xuhan’s foundation tower rather than inside Zhanxian’s own spiritual world.

Perhaps this happened because Zhanxian’s original cultivation technique—the artificial meridian creation system, was incapable of building a foundation tower inside Zhanxian’s personal spiritual world. Since Han Xuhan’s foundation tower was the closest thing available, the effect had fallen upon it!

He had never heard of a phenomenon quite like this. But then again, almost no one had been crazy enough in the recorded history of this world to summon minions with human intelligence and bear the expenses of their forced, artificial, unregistered cultivation technique.

Han Xuhan’s foundation tower used to look like an ordinary building on a square plot of land. One floor, one room, four white walls outside, numerous ghastly blood-red graffiti covering the walls inside, and a plain roof overhead.

Now, one of those walls had been demolished, and a new room the size of a mini trailer occupied the space there. Zhanxian’s avatar, the palm-sized floating skeleton, was now floating inside that room.

It seemed that this new room had become Zhanxian’s personal territory, almost like a spawn point. The letters of law could not spill into this room at all!

His second minion Tun Shi Tian, who hasn’t begun cultivating yet, was still within the original space of the foundation tower. The three of them had just discovered that the owl could not fly into Zhanxian’s room either!

"Haaah~ I always wanted to be one of those guys in textbooks who discovered something new and unique. Guess that wish is about to be fulfilled. Why do I feel like complaining?"

Han Xuhan sighed and gave up trying to find the logic behind this spiritual anomaly. Maybe his favorite teacher Kong Ye, or the ever-resourceful Boss Lady Xuanyuan Zhou would have an answer.

For now, he could only find the positives in the situation and enjoy himself.

"Look at that, little Tian. Once you start following your senior brother’s footsteps, you’ll get your own room! Aren’t you excited for privacy? People your age love privacy, don’t they?" He said with a light chuckle.

Tun Shi Tian, always prone to anger, immediately fired up.

"What the hell do you think you’re accusing me of? Are you calling me a kid? Or are you insinuating that I’m perverted?"

"Why can’t I insinuate both?"

"Trash, you dare!"

Watching them bicker meaninglessly, Zhanxian could only sigh in defeat. He already knew that his master was not quite right in the head. And his insanity only seemsed to be getting worse each day.

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