Jiang Chen's spiritual sense began operating at its absolute limit. His repository was thrown wide open as he methodically searched through it for a technique that resonated with him.
"Hmm? This spear technique isn't bad."
A particular martial art suddenly surfaced in Jiang Chen's mind—a technique called the Tyrant Dragon Blazing Sun Spear. It was a grand, sweeping spear art of overwhelming dominance.
In his previous life, Jiang Chen had studied this spear technique in detail. Its original wielder had used it to sweep through an entire material plane without meeting a single worthy opponent. Even after ascending to the Myriad Heavens Great World, the technique had made a tremendous name for itself, its reputation shaking far and wide.
This spear technique had been collected by the Heavenly Emperor himself and placed in the Library of the Myriad Heavens Great World. That alone spoke volumes about its standing.
For even the Heavenly Emperor to be drawn to it and take an interest, it was clearly no ordinary art.
Most importantly, the original owner of this spear technique had also been a descendant of the Dragon Clan. He carried the same dragon bloodline in his veins.
This was what made it most compatible with Jiang Chen.
A dragon bloodline paired with this spear technique could unleash even more terrifying power. The technique itself was formidable enough on its own, but combined with dragon bloodline, the two amplified each other to devastating effect.
The time Jiang Chen had left was, in truth, only about fifty double-hours.
However, Jiang Chen felt no great pressure. He had studied this martial art countless times in his previous life.
Other cultivators might need time to understand, ponder, and comprehend a new technique.
For Jiang Chen, the process was remarkably simple.
There would naturally be a few minor difficulties in the finer details, but nothing he would consider truly challenging.
Whenever he hit a small bottleneck, his powerful spiritual sense would probe and reflect for a moment, and the insight would come effortlessly, allowing him to breeze past it.
Through this, Jiang Chen's mastery of the Tyrant Dragon Blazing Sun Spear deepened continuously.
That mad old creature had been dismissive of Jiang Chen from the start.
Still, he kept his word and did not interfere.
The agreed-upon sixty double-hours finally came to an end.
The mad old creature let out a raspy chuckle as he watched Jiang Chen emerge. "Kid, you're punctual at least. But are you sure sixty double-hours was enough? If you feel you need more, I can be generous and give you a few more days."
Jiang Chen grinned. "No need. I didn't even use the full sixty double-hours. I just spent some of the remaining time in meditation and picked up a few insights. Learning a single martial art—why on earth would that require sixty double-hours?"
The mad old creature's face turned green. He had seen braggarts before, but never one this shameless. This kid's ego was something else entirely.
Learning a martial art in less than sixty double-hours?
"Hmph. Young and already spouting nonsense. It seems you really aren't the most suitable candidate for these Six Heritage Palaces after all." The mad old creature's expression darkened.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. "What makes you say that?"
"Isn't it obvious? That casual attitude of yours says it all."
Jiang Chen sighed helplessly. "Is my attitude really that casual? Could it be that the elder can no longer handle plain honesty? Perhaps after being cooped up in this Fourth Heritage Palace for so long without any contact with the outside world, your tolerance has shrunk to the size of a needle's eye?"
"Kid, even a sharp tongue has its limits. Fine, fine, fine—show me what remarkable skill you've picked up in those sixty double-hours."
Jiang Chen's arm snapped forward. The True Spirit Rafter shimmered as strange runes cascaded across its surface like streaks of lightning, forming bizarre patterns that coalesced on its surface, giving it an eerie, otherworldly appearance.