《Ashes of Heaven》Chapter 95 : The Displacement Spell
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"Right now , your existence itself is a manifestation of thousands of laws . Unlike your form of existence when you're observing your dao tower , this extension of your consciousness is not just a part of your soul . Rather , your current form is capable of doing things beyond an astral body . And the spell I'm about to teach you is exactly one of those things ."
Recalling the conversation last night with brother BB , Xuhan started setting up the required components for the spell .
"This entire realm consists of millions of interconnected web of laws . Even the prime laws of the universe have no authority here . It is a realm beyond the reality that you are familiar with . There is no gravity here , no concepts of matter or life in traditional sense , no concept of light or dark . This is both a highly sophisticated training ground and a filter to weed out the mediocrity . The first rule that you need to keep in mind is that each and every action of yours is recorded and evaluated here based on the millennia old records from the past till today . Even the deeds of the first law manipulator who entered this realm as one of its creators are recorded , preserved and ranked in here . Since ancient times , this realm fashioned of nothing but laws has gathered the data of every law manipulator who received the legacies of the ancient cultivators . And right now , you are the latest one to enter here on behalf of the Holy Land of Laws in our planet . And yes , if you've caught onto my wording by now , access to this realm is not limited to our Holy Land . Rather , this realm is a common ground for all the law manipulators in the universe , regardless of wherever they are . In many records , this realm is also known as a universal village ."
Remembering brother BB's phrasing , Xuhan had to suppress a snort . Whoever came up with the original concept was likely a social media addict from earth .
"As laws in this realm are artificially made , we have access to information about a large number of them and their principles , which makes it easier for initiate law manipulators to master the them systematically and train themselves .
The laws here are divided into several levels , just like the cultivation layers you're used to . As an initiate law manipulator yourself , what you're about to learn right now is a technique based on several first level laws .
The principle is very simple ; every action has an equivalent reaction . Here , 'displacement' is the action that we're about to perform , and 'displacement' is the reaction we would get ."
Xuhan drew a line of alphabets from the language of laws on the on his backyard ground in a circular setting . The alphabets were divided into three types , based on the instructions he had gotten that night . One worked as co-ordinate beacon , signalling the position of the circle to any radar that performed on similar law techniques . Another type were the stimulus for the 'displacement' process , causing the other realm's artificial law to come into effect . The third was the main key , a unique set of passcode made up of alphabets Xuhan couldn't make any sense of . Apparently , the Holy Land of Laws , as a subsidiary branch of the Law Manipulators , had to verify their identity to the realm of laws before they could access its functions .
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"Don't bother yourself trying to figure out what the alphabets in the main key means . They're just a bunch of crappy words put together to make the key unique and hard to figure out by random people . Every subsidiary branch has their own main key , and all of them follow this rule . Do not ever leak this to anyone , not even your sect master .
As for how you're going to power this spell , that's the difficult portion of the spell , not for you though , for me . Either the receiver or the sender of the displaced items must power the spell from one side , in this case which would be me since you're too weak . But I prefer it that way . The toll it would exact from me would be much lower here in this realm due to a great number of sophisticated laws that were created to deal with this type of spells ."
Nervously , Han Xuhan piled up the mountains of resource stuffed bags , foods and various daily necessities he had taken out of the treasury inside the circle of alphabets . There were enough resources in there to last ten people for a week at least even if they were cultivating to the highest possible intensity , not wasting a second of the day .
"Once you've completed the part of spell on your side , the signal locator set up in the Holy Land will pick it up as soon as you put your qi in it . Leave the rest to me . This part is also where the principle of equal reaction comes into play . I'll transfer out the blueprint your sect master wants while the resources I requested for will be transferred over to me by relying on the realm of laws as a third party powering the process . Obviously , while the blueprint is much more valuable than some measly resources , its physical existence is much smaller in size and weight . So I'll have to pile up my side of the formation with some garbage to make the physical properties roughly equivalent . The tiny differences that cannot be remedied that way will be taken care of by a bunch of magnifying principles in the realm of laws ."
As soon as Xuhan's qi entered the circular formation of alphabets , a faint red flow flashed all over the resources . He would have to supply the formation with qi for quite a while before brother BB's signal locator detected it since there was no way to perfectly synchronize their timing . Clocks were not exactly reliable when brother BB lived in a hidden realm .
It also made Xuhan come to a conclusion over an issue he had been pondering for quite a while . Why didn't brother BB just come out through the portal and look for resources from smaller sects ? With his power level , he had the ability to do so . He could easily annex a few small sects and routinely get his resources from there .
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The issue with the timing finally convinced Xuhan that either he had been talking to the real Qian Yun whose power level was at the physique transformation realm the whole time , or brother BB had lost access to the portal that led to this planet .
That certainly answered the question why the other party would give in to Xuan Zi's outrageous demands . They had no choice to begin with .
Patiently , Xuhan awaited for the moment the signal locator in the Holy Land of Laws detected his spell formation .
Half an hour later , he was almost about to give up due to his qi reserves hitting zero when he finally felt something . It was an indescribable feeling , almost like an imaginary string in his mind suddenly connecting with another , far stronger string that had appeared out of nowhere .
The pile of bags in front of him slowly levitated off the ground for a second as if gravity had been cancelled . Then Xuhan suddenly found himself in the familiar disembodied state , still staring at the resources , except he was now inside the white , semi transparent globe in the realm of laws ; the place he had labelled as his spawn point .
"Good , it worked ," the familiar disembodied voice stated faintly from somewhere at the other end of the tunnel . The bags in front of Xuhan sped away through the tunnel while he silently observed the entire process . A few seconds later , the voice spoke again in a relieved tone .
"Now , for the second part , focus on the alphabets you used in the formation . Try to visualize them as clearly as possible . Project the mental image at the walls of the globe you're in . Don't stop visualizing even if something happens ."
Xuhan did as he was told . It was a surprisingly easy feat , probably because the feeling of occupying his physical body wasn't as prominent , leading to a detached , focused and uninterrupted mental exercise . Was this another reason why this realm of laws was created ? To practice with better mental discipline ?
In front of his expectant gaze , a small circle of familiar alphabets appeared on the walls ahead , bit by bit as he struggled to keep the entire image in his mind intact . It was followed by a bluish flash of lights . A bunch of objects whizzed out of the tunnel behind , speeding toward the formation on the walls and stabilized just before smacking into it .
"There , the blueprint you want is there inside the pile . Now stop the visualization the moment I count down to zero . Remember , you have to make it instantaneous . You can't just stop visualizing one part of the formation while keeping focus on the other part . Stop thinking about the entire formation , at once . Three , two , one... zero !"
Xuhan turned off all of his thoughts and mental activities for a second , strongly focusing on feeling out the invisible connection with his physical body . The strange sensation of a mental string being detached rang throughout his consciousness and he suddenly felt the existence of his physical body in a vastly greater degree .
Opening his eyes , he found himself sitting in his backyard , the formation in front of him sporting an assortment of objects within .
The spell had worked !
Excited , Xuhan jumped up and threw his fists up in the air in celebration .
"I'm glad to see it went so smoothly . Good job , little Xuhan ," sect master Xuan Zi said , getting up from a stool a few meters behind him .
"Thank you , sect master !" Xuhan said with a beaming smile on his face .
"I'll leave the rest to you ! The blueprint you wanted should be there . The task inside was very taxing , and my mind feels rather wobbly now . I should probably take a long rest ."
"Sure . You deserve it , kid ," Xuan Zi replied as he came closer to inspect the pile of objects on the ground .
"Wait a minute... are these chamber pots ? Gah- that stink-"
Turning around , Xuan Zi tried to order Xuhan to look for the blueprint inside the large pile of used chamber pots , only to realize that Xuhan had disappeared out of his sight . All the doors and windows of his hut were closed , and a sign saying 'Recuperating , Do not Disturb ' hung on the doorknobs .
"Cheeky brats..." Xuan Zi sighed and used a levitation spell to slowly sort through the garbage and another to filter the air he was breathing .
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