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第四百二十三章 何正浩咬饵

"Divine Providence, Cultivate Immortality..."

He Zhenghao's eyes lit up as if he had received some significant information from Li Fan, an esteemed senior. He was eager for more details but the other party suddenly stopped speaking. This left He Zhenghao in a panic, hesitating several times before speaking.

"How come? We are now practicing the same technique; it’s already good that we aren’t fighting over it. I hope you can guide me," Li Fan said with a cold smile.

He Zhenghao could tell that this senior was just more intimidating rather than truly malicious. He quickly replied, "Your gaze is sharp and perceptive. Although *Sitting Mountain Technique* is an unparalleled divine art, my practice has always been too slow. I have already had the idea to change my technique."

"I assure you, I will not compete with you for this technique," he added.

Hearing his words, Li Fan's expression softened slightly. "You're a smart kid; it saves me from creating more karma."

He Zhenghao cautiously asked, "But after practicing *Sitting Mountain Technique* for over a hundred years and pouring so much emotion into it..."

"...I don’t know the correct method of cultivation. I can only guess that I might have practiced incorrectly. I really want to understand," he said sincerely.

Li Fan scrutinized him. He Zhenghao felt nervous, just like when he first met cultivators as a mere mortal.

"Very well, we are separated by thousands of years but now we share the same technique; our fate is intertwined. Providence is unpredictable; maybe meeting you after I wake up is destiny," Li Fan sighed after a long pause.

"The cave where you obtained your technique... it was..." Li Fan shook his head and suddenly stopped. He said seriously, "Since you are also practicing *Sitting Mountain Technique*, you know that the essence of this technique lies in the four characters: *Sitting to Complete*."

He Zhenghao nodded repeatedly.

Li Fan continued, "But with the vast changes in mountains and rivers, it takes millennia to cultivate. Simply relying on *Sitting Mountain* is too slow; it might not even be considered a third-rate technique." He Zhenghao agreed more strongly.

"So, if you want to progress quickly with *Sitting Mountain Technique*, you need *Cultivate Immortality*," Li Fan said firmly.

"Helping cultivators in dire straits; once they rise to power and their cultivation surges, it benefits us as well."

Moreover, "Although the feedback from one person is small, spreading your efforts widely can accumulate into a significant advantage. Cultivation cannot be slow," he added.

"But..."

Li Fan changed his tone, "The key lies here. Although there are many cultivators in the world, only a tiny fraction can progress from Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment and then to Golden Core."

"If you don’t use special means and just gamble blindly, your efficiency will be low, and most of your efforts will be futile," he said.

"This is why your cultivation has been so slow." He Zhenghao nodded quickly. "So, finding the right person is crucial."

"Divine感应 with humans; if there’s a world-shaking talent, heaven and earth must sense it."

"Our sect, *Heavenly Providence*, has secret techniques that can predict and locate such extraordinary talents based on changes in the cosmic energy flow," Li Fan explained.

"If we offer them benefits before they rise to power... " He Zhenghao's heart raced as he listened intently.

"Thus, your cultivation with *Sitting Mountain Technique* could be a hundred or even a thousand times faster."

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" His expression was entranced as if lost in his own fantasy. Li Fan’s cold snort brought him back to reality.

"You have the answer; when will you change your technique?"

"With the *Supreme Primordial True Scripture* at hand, it won’t affect you much," Li Fan said sternly.

He Zhenghao's face showed some discomfort as he admitted, "The technique I want requires a lot of contribution points."

"I’m short on funds now. Perhaps..."

Li Fan’s expression darkened. "Boy, do you expect me to..."

"Then don’t blame me for being straightforward," Li Fan said.

Seeing the black light in his eyes, He Zhenghao's body bristled with fear as if an ancient monster was staring at him. He quickly said, "It’s really true."

"The technique I’m interested in is called *Mountain River Concealed Dragon Technique*, requiring a total of 250,000 contribution points..." He spoke rapidly, revealing all his resources.

"Oh," Li Fan's eyes remained dark.

"How many contribution points do you have now?"

He Zhenghao hesitated.

"Usually, I keep around a thousand points for emergencies and invest the rest in various channels." He took out a small mirror, glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly.

"In total, there should be about 150,000," he said cautiously. To his surprise, Li Fan didn’t get angry but nodded instead.

"Alright, you still need another 100,000 contribution points."

"You have a month to gather them; it should be enough." With that, Li Fan snapped his fingers.

He Zhenghao felt an icy breath enter him. When he tried to sense it again, the feeling was gone.

Li Fan said coldly, "This is *Locking Spirit Bond* from our Heavenly Providence sect; only the one who cast the spell can break it."

"When the time comes and you fail to remove the bond, your life will be extinguished!" Hearing this, He Zhenghao’s face turned pale.

"Boy, remember to convert to a new technique within a month or else..." Li Fan glanced at him before flying away.

He Zhenghao couldn't help but sigh, "Senior, you’re asking too much of me; one month is impossible. Fifteen thousand turning into twenty-five thousand... it’s not worth killing..."

Li Fan suddenly returned and landed in front of He Zhenghao. He Zhenghao stopped abruptly.

"You, how noisy! I’ve already been lenient by giving you so much time."

"Even with a month, you can’t change 150,000 to 250,000," Li Fan said impatiently.

"What’s the point of investing then?" He asked.

He Zhenghao stammered, looking angry but holding back his words.

Li Fan was furious. "What expression is that?"

"Actually, I didn’t refuse; it's just..."

Li Fan waved his hand dismissively. "You’re a hopeless case. This simple task is as difficult as asking for your life."

"If I do it, it will only take seven or eight days," Li Fan said with a cold smile.

"How can you not believe me?" he asked.

"Let’s make a bet then," he suggested.

He Zhenghao reluctantly agreed, "We’ll bet. If I lose, I won’t back out."

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