Chapter 494 - 314: The Saint Heir’s Overt Plot: Human Greed Is the Prison

"You need a powerful enough Visualization Method to temper and condense this power."

"I happen to know of one, called the Three-Inch Heart Sword Observation Method. It specializes in the offense and condensation of Spiritual Power, making it exceptionally sharp and domineering. It’s a perfect fit for your current situation."

"You can go look for it in the military’s Skill Library later. It should be publicly available, and you should be able to exchange for it with your clearance."

"Remember, haste makes waste. Solidify your foundation first."

Han Feng’s words were perfectly reasonable.

It was common knowledge in cultivation that a sudden surge in power required a stronger Technique to control it.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianlan felt as if he had discovered a priceless treasure. He nodded repeatedly. "Thank you for the guidance, Instructor! I’ll go exchange for it right away!"

He now believed Han Feng’s words without a shadow of a doubt.

After offering a few more words of advice, Han Feng stood up to leave.

Zhao Tianlan escorted him all the way to the door of the hospital room. He watched until Han Feng disappeared at the end of the corridor before turning back, his eyes filled with gratitude and determination.

Leaving the research institute and walking along the streets of East Sea Fortress City, Han Feng felt a sense of relief.

Zhao Tianlan’s case had proven that his plan was entirely feasible.

However, a problem immediately presented itself.

With Zhao Tianlan, he could use his status as an instructor to "suggest" that he cultivate the Three-Inch Heart Sword Observation Method.

But he couldn’t just walk up to anyone else and say:

"Hey, bro, I’ve got a Divine Skill here. You interested?"

He’d be lucky not to be mistaken for a con artist.

There was only one way to make everyone who received his "special" Divine Soul Crystals voluntarily cultivate the Three-Inch Heart Sword Observation Method.

He had to make everyone believe that the Three-Inch Heart Sword Observation Method was the "perfect partner" for the Divine Soul Crystals, and that combining the two would double their effectiveness!

To achieve this, he needed to build up some hype.

First, he had to create enough "Divine Soul Sword Seeds."

Second, he needed a successful "case study"—a beneficiary who would inadvertently spread this "secret" within a specific circle.

This couldn’t be officially promoted. It had to be done in secret.

Thinking of this, an image of that underground area where all sorts of people gathered appeared in Han Feng’s mind.

The Black Market.

It was a place where all sorts of people mingled, information traveled fast, and it was secretive enough not to attract excessive official attention.

As long as he handled it properly, he could place his own chess pieces on the board without anyone noticing.

’Perfect.’

Han Feng snapped his fingers, giving himself a thumbs-up for this plan of "using someone else’s chicken to lay his own eggs."

He could already imagine it. One day in the future, when the Child of the Mist was ready to harvest the fruits of its labor...

...it would discover that all the peaches on the tree had been stamped with a "Product of the Han Clan" label. The scene would surely be spectacular.

However, once the excitement wore off, a calmer Han Feng quickly identified the difficulties in his plan.

First, condensing a Divine Soul Sword Seed consumed Spiritual Power.

With his current Spiritual Power limit of 4,500 hertz, condensing a single seed would consume a tenth of it, which was 450 hertz.

Ten seeds would drain him completely.

Relying solely on meditation to recover was too slow. It wouldn’t keep up with the demands of "mass production."

To speed things up, he would have to use Spiritual Power Recovery Potions, and every single bottle of that stuff cost money.

More importantly, there was the issue of time.

The opening of the Dragon Abyss Mist Sea was imminent.

Cultivating Sword Seeds was a lengthy process, a long-term investment.

Someone implanted with a Sword Seed wouldn’t just comprehend a Divine Technique the next day and bear fruit for him.

Investing all his precious time and resources into a project with such a long-term return was undoubtedly not worth the cost.

’Forget it. There’s no rush.’

Han Feng quickly adjusted his mindset.

Since the Child of the Mist and the Weaver had set up such a grand scheme, they certainly weren’t planning on closing the net in just a day or two.

They were playing the long game, slowly boiling the frog. In that case, he might as well cast a long line to catch a big fish.

They weren’t in a hurry, so why should he be?

He just needed to quietly plant enough "Trojan Horse programs" before they closed their net.

When the time came, even if he couldn’t completely destroy their plan, he had to take a huge slice of the pie to strengthen himself.

Although doing so was a bit cruel to the geniuses being used as "petri dishes"...

...he, Han Feng, wasn’t the one who started it.

If they wanted to blame someone, they could blame that bunch of lunatics, the Child of the Mist.

If his opponents were truly living Bodhisattvas here to save all of humanity, he wouldn’t mind just taking the essence of the Dao and being a helpful, good person.

But since they wanted to turn everyone into dishes on the dinner table, he had no choice but to become a parasite and take a few bites before the main course was served.

With a firm plan in mind, Han Feng’s thoughts instantly became clear.

The most pressing matter was still to increase his own hard power!

The Dragon Abyss Mist Sea, that fragment of an Otherworld about to merge with Blue Star, was his greatest opportunity at this stage.

Back in the underground Quiet Chamber of Villa No. 9, Han Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

He opened the Tinder Terminal on his wrist and couldn’t help but smile as he looked at the long, astonishing string of numbers.

[Contribution Points: 168,500]

The hundred thousand Contribution Points from selling one hundred Divine Soul Crystals had arrived. Added to what he had left, the total was nearly one hundred and seventy thousand.

Rich overnight!

"The feeling of being rich is just so simple and unpretentious," Han Feng sighed with delight, his fingers swiping rapidly through the exchange list.

His current goal was clear: before the Dragon Abyss opened, he would push his Cultivation to a higher level.

The Enlightenment Chapter of the Cyan Cloud·Longevity Sword Technique required opening a total of thirty-six acupoints. He had currently only opened twenty, leaving sixteen more before he could reach Perfection in the First Layer.