Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

The pressure of the sect competition was like an imposing, towering, shrouded, and unshakeable mountain, weighing heavily on Jun Luochuan's not-so-broad shoulders, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. In order to stand out and make a name for himself in this upcoming fierce competition, he resolutely decided to cultivate a new and powerful spell, adding an incomparably sharp divine weapon to his path to victory.

Jun Luochuan strode confidently into the sect's library, a veritable treasure trove of knowledge. It resembled a mysterious celestial palace, housing countless invaluable magical manuals. His gaze, like two blazing torches, darted swiftly between the rows of neatly arranged, seemingly endless bookshelves, eagerly searching for the manual that could change his destiny and help him shine in the grand competition.

"I must find that magical spell that will allow me to amaze everyone and shine brightly in the competition," Jun Luochuan murmured to himself, his voice like a deep drumbeat, filled with eager anticipation and unwavering determination.

Finally, in a secluded and dimly lit corner, he discovered a yellowed ancient book. This book, like an old man weathered by time, lay there quietly, awaiting discovery by a destined person. Its pages were slightly yellowed, engraved with mysterious and unpredictable patterns resembling ancient runes, emanating a faint, ethereal spiritual energy.

"This is it!" Jun Luochuan shouted excitedly, his voice breaking the silence of the Sutra Pavilion like the crowing of a rooster at dawn. His hands trembled as he carefully picked up the precious manual, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. The three large characters "Flaming Sun Technique" instantly caught his eye like dazzling stars.

He eagerly opened the manual, his impatient manner resembling that of a starving child lunging for food. His eyes were glued to every word and every picture on the page, studying it meticulously. However, the difficulty of mastering this spell far exceeded his initial expectations, like climbing a steep and treacherous mountain that pierces the clouds.

"Hmph, so what if it's difficult? I, Jun Luochuan, refuse to believe in this! I will definitely master it!" Jun Luochuan gritted his teeth, his resolute expression as if forged of steel, and said stubbornly. His voice was like the clanging of a sword, filled with an indomitable will.

Carrying the secret manual, Jun Luochuan returned to his cave like a gust of wind. He quickly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and tried to guide the surging spiritual energy within his body along specific meridians.

However, the ideal was far from reality. His first attempt was like encountering a sudden storm, ending in utter defeat. The spiritual energy surged and raged wildly through his meridians, causing him excruciating pain, as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.

"Damn it! This wretched spell is so hard to tame!" Jun Luochuan couldn't help but curse, his voice filled with anger and resentment. But he didn't give up. Instead, like a brave and fearless warrior, he readjusted his armor and prepared to face the next challenge.

He calmed himself down and carefully recalled every key point and every subtle annotation in the manual, as if groping for clues to light in the dark. Then, he took a deep breath and bravely began to try again.

Failure after failure was like wave after wave of surging waves relentlessly crashing against him, but Jun Luochuan was not overwhelmed by these surging waves. Instead, each setback ignited the fighting spirit within him, which was as volcanic as a volcano.

While Jun Luochuan was fully immersed in his cultivation, Su Yao came to see him like a cheerful little bird.

"Jun Luochuan, what kind of magic are you practicing? Why are you working so hard? It's like you're possessed." Su Yao blinked her bright eyes and asked curiously. Her voice, like the clear sound of bells, echoed in the cave.

Jun Luochuan didn't even look up, completely immersed in the world of cultivation. "Don't disturb me. You'll know when I've mastered it."

Su Yao pouted and pretended to be angry, saying, "Hmph, fine, don't tell me then. I don't care to know anyway." After saying that, she turned around and ran away like a gust of wind, her footsteps sounding like light drumbeats, gradually fading into the distance.

Jun Luochuan continued to concentrate intently on his cultivation, as if the entire world consisted only of him and the mysterious magic. After countless attempts and adjustments, he finally grasped a crucial point, as if groping for a glimmer of light in the darkness.

"So that's how it is!" A hint of surprise flashed in Jun Luochuan's eyes, a light like a shooting star suddenly streaking across the night sky.

He gradually mastered the subtle laws governing the flow of spiritual energy, and was able to guide it smoothly to the designated location like a skilled coachman driving a carriage.

As time flowed quietly by like a gentle stream, Jun Luochuan's cultivation progressed steadily. Inside the cave, spiritual energy surrounded him, forming a dazzling, dreamlike halo. That halo shone like a rainbow, radiating a captivating light.

"Just a little bit more, almost there!" Jun Luochuan shouted in his heart, the voice like a roar from the depths of his soul.

He continuously increased the input of spiritual energy, his body enduring immense pressure; every inch of his skin trembled, every bone groaned. Yet, he remained steadfast, like an unyielding mountain, steadfastly persisting.

Finally, a dazzling, sun-like light flashed by, and Jun Luochuan successfully mastered the "Blazing Sun Technique." At that moment, he seemed to become the center of the world...

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