Legend of the Mythological Genes
chapter-91

Feng Lin’s body straightened as radiance filled his eyes. A powerful aura seemed to emit from deep within him, possessing the spirit of a dragon and ferociousness of a tiger.

Every increase of vitality was the evolution of life from lower to higher grounds.

It was only natural for low-grade lifeforms to feel pressured by high-grade ones; this was the crushing effect between vitality tiers. Just like a mouse to a cat, lower grade lifeforms would lose without a fight.

Feng Lin’s vitality broke through 16, and his body became incredibly huge.

He felt like the earth-shattering interior of a volcano, his body hiding an immense amount of power. It was kept calm under his control but once there was a change, it could explode in an instant. The power was like the boiling lava, gushing down in waves as it destroyed everything in a split second.

Thinking back on that intense feeling of hunger, Feng Lin celebrated inwardly.

It was fortunate that he didn’t strengthen his genes all the way and was patient. Curbing the thirst of his desires, he first compensated for his overdraft vitality and replenished his nourishment.

Interstellar cultivators demanded way too much nourishment to sustain themselves. If one had rashly increased their vitality tiers by wide margins, it would have gone against the energy conservation laws and caused their body to go into a state of nutrition deficiency, vitality overdraft, and finally—the breakdown.

Through each cultivation, Feng Lin gained a deeper understanding of it.

Cultivation was akin to building a house. You couldn’t be careless with it. One should lay each brick slowly and steadily; until finally, you built an indomitable skyscraper.

It was not as simple as rowing a boat upstream, where you fell back if you stopped moving forward. If this didn’t progress, then it’d lead to an instant crumble, falling from the skies and into dust.

There’s a huge risk that comes with cultivation! Terrifying!

The accumulation of these precious experience became Feng Lin’s most treasured fortune on his cultivation journey.

Having replenished himself with nutrition, all the energy was being transformed into gene potential. After this, Feng Lin stayed at home, committing wholeheartedly into grinding his body and conquering the tremendous change he had just gone through.

Looking at the stirring undercurrent of Mars and the controversy of Giant Pharmaceutical Company, his gut-feeling told him that he should strengthen his body with haste, as this was the only way for him to establish himself in an invincible position.

Feng Lin quietened down and began researching the martial arts he just got his hands on: Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint.

This was a unique martial art that had been dug out from the traces of mythology; it consisted of twelve palm imprints including swordsmanship and other weapons’ techniques. The methods were conventional and complicated, such as Immortal Slaying Sword Imprint, Sky Flipping Hammer Imprint, God Beating Whip Imprint…

Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts derived from the development of close-combat fighting on battlegrounds. For example, Eight Extremes Fist was derived from spear techniques, Taichi Fist from hammer techniques, and Eight Trigram Palm from dagger techniques…

This Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint consisted of various weaponry traits. It looked plain and unglamorous but was filled with essence of martial arts.

Every technique was basic and could be combined freely. Having infused the essence of various martial arts into one, the techniques which could be made available was boundless.

Feng Lin thought to himself. It was no wonder that the long-robed man could counter all his varying attacks despite not being at his level of might.

Who would have expected that the man had grasped such a profound knowledge. It was only a pity that this wasn’t a gene martial art and could not dominate upon genetic power.

Yet, perhaps that was precisely why this form of martial arts possessed such variations.

Genetic martial arts was strong due to genetic power, but it was also restricted by the uniqueness of it which constrained its flexibility.

Take Vajra Subduing Devil Fist for example, using Vajra Gene as the basis of its power, it could be as flexible as Taichi, using softness to conquer strength and transforming the attacking energy as its own.

Ancient Martial Arts didn’t have such restrictions. Abiding by the logic of martial arts, it was not restricted by genetics and could change infinitely.

The name, Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint, gave Feng Lin room for imagination as well—Immortal Slaying Sword, Yin Yang Mirror, Sky Flipping Hammer, God Beating Whip—these were considered legendary weapons in Huaxia mythologies and held the power to destroy Heaven and Earth.

These imprints were regarded the same way as their names. With just a thousandth or even ten-thousandth of the weapon’s grace, its power would be something that shouldn’t be underestimated.

It wasn’t genetic martial arts, but it was even more superior than it.

Feng Lin’s anticipation toward Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint grew, and he began to test it out.

Immortal Slaying Sword Imprint!

Feng Lin’s hands became the tip of a sword, slapping together before stabbing forward like a legendary sword.

It seemed like a normal piercing, but it still had tricks up its sleeve. The muscles on his fingers quivered, moving the air around him as it formed an invisible energy, slicing through the air. A high-pitched sound rang out, and the sharp edge penetrated through the air. It exuded an aura that truly seemed like it could slay immortals and destroy deities.

However, that was only mildly so.

It was the first time Feng Lin was trying to use the technique, and he didn’t have a great understanding of it, making it impossible to provoke its full potential.

Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint was an Ancient Martial Art which Feng Lin had never encountered before. Its technique was extremely intricate; each action demanded meticulousness in its execution, style, and energy distribution. With such strict criteria, most people would never be able to master it.

Only interstellar cultivators who had complete control over their body would be able to command it with ease.

Feng Lin was quick at picking it up. Regarding those actions which would have been difficult for a normal person—to the extent of seemingly going against the logic of a human body—Feng Lin mastered them in an instant. However, he would still need more time in practicing its execution to bring out the full potential.

Finishing up with his practice on Immortal Slaying Sword Imprint, Feng Lin began trying out the next technique without pause.

Sky Flipping Hammer Imprint!

Feng Lin curled both his hands into fists. Every inch of muscles on his body rose and fell like waves. As his body gathered the energy, he struck forth, packing everything in that single punch.

Ha!

Feng Lin’s strike was like a giant hammer striking down abruptly. It was as though it had flipped the sky and suppressed the human world.

The space around him seemed to be smashed as his strength seeped into it. The wind dissipated the clouds from Feng Lin’s explosive punch, leaving only the rattling sound of metal from his assault.

“What an obnoxious technique!” Feng Lin was stunned.

The Sky Flipping Hammer Imprint packed all his strength into one strike, surpassing Feng Lin’s expectations with its ferocity.

If Luke were able to use this technique to its full potential earlier, then Feng Lin would have had his hands full trying to counter the two of them.

For them to have this skill was a waste.

Under Feng Lin’s summoning, the Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint’s potential was beginning to show, revealing its immense strength and speed.

Like a child who had just received his favorite toy, Feng Lin couldn’t stop experimenting.

God Beating Whip Imprint.

Feng Lin swung his arm without mercy as a resounding smack echoed. Like a whip which had just struck a god, it landed with enough strength to strike that god down to Earth.

Yin Yang Mirror Imprint.

Yang on one hand and Yin on the other, they combined like two sides of a mirror; one was tough while the other gentle, one was life while the other death. There was no way to defend against it.

Immortal Binding Rope Imprint.

Keeping the movement of the arms smooth as the fingers orchestrated the technique, it worked like an immortal’s vine. It was capable of capturing a dragon with its grasp as it coiled around its opponent, snatching them by force.

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Feng Lin practiced every technique in Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint. Each had their own unique traits, there were fist techniques, hammer techniques and seizing techniques… Some were tough while the others gentle, allowing it to have a multitude of variations.

Through ceaseless experimenting, Feng Lin’s knowledge deepened. He understood the theory behind each martial techniques, the different schools or martial arts as well as the techniques to exerting his power.

These were all basic techniques which would allow him to apply it to martial skills with similar traits.

This Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint was like a stove which welcomed anything and everything, mixing them perfectly in it.

Feng Lin was overjoyed. If he was able to apply these ancient martial arts technique, then his skills in combat would definitely strengthen by leaps and bounds.

In actuality, regardless of ancient or genetic martial arts, the difference in its essence was the applicable of genetic power. However, the most basic technique in exerting power was similar.

Feng Lin reached an epiphany; perhaps this Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint could be combined with genetic martial arts, driving various genetic powers?

That’s very possible!

The thought came to him without warning. Luke’s imprints were ever-changing before, driving that technique of wind-fire power.

Every style within the Kunlun Grand Palm Imprint was vastly different, yet, maybe it could be combined with genetic martial arts which held similarities to it and steering it into genetic powers and martial arts.

The thought of him being able to use different types of genetic martial arts freely caused Feng Lin to be inspired.

Would this count as countless transformations?