Chapter 95: Spell Stabilization: Gravity Daoist Glyph

Inside the room, host and guest sat facing each other.

Fang Shi spoke directly: “Master Zuo, have you ever seen this glyph?”

Magic power flowed, light and shadow shifted, and a spiritual energy detection glyph appeared before them.

Zuo Yuanzong mused: “This is a Daoist glyph, isn’t it?”

“Glyph or Daoist glyph—it’s merely a name. Like the Dao itself has no name, yet we force it to be called Dao.”

“The True Person speaks wisely. Can this Daoist glyph observe spiritual energy changes and detect its flow?”

“How can you tell?”

Zuo Yuanzong smiled: “Daoist glyphs are external manifestations of the Great Dao’s rules, hence they follow patterns.”

“Take this glyph: though it appears seamless, it is composed of three parts.”

“This section represents observation, this section represents spiritual energy, and this section represents feedback.”

As Zuo Yuanzong spoke, he pointed to the corresponding sections of the glyph.

“Combined, even if I’ve never seen this glyph before, I can grasp its general meaning.”

“Of course, this glyph’s composition is imperfect; many areas still have room for improvement.”

“For instance, here—if the stroke’s angle shifts by a single gu, the spiritual energy flows more smoothly, extending the detection range.”

“And here…”

As Zuo Yuanzong explained, Fang Shi’s understanding of Daoist glyphs surged.

Many previously unclear points instantly became clear.

This was aided by Fang Shi’s practical experience—many things were already just one step away.

After acquiring the theory, Fang Shi’s glyph proficiency rose rapidly.

“Through continuous study, your Spell Identification has improved: 13→14.”

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“Through continuous study, your Knowledge of Daoist Glyphs has improved: 1→2.”

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“Through continuous study, your Knowledge of Daoist Glyphs has improved: 5→6.”

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“Through continuous study, your Spell Identification has improved: 15→16.”

“Through continuous study, you have attained Spell Stabilization I.”

“Spell Stabilization I: Your understanding of spells has reached a certain level. You can render certain spells permanent; the cost varies by spell.”

Zuo Yuanzong was worth every ounce of gold—he covered nearly all known Daoist glyph knowledge.

Added to Fang Shi’s sharp intellect, he grasped everything instantly and could extrapolate beyond it.

After a day and night of study, Fang Shi had drained Zuo Yuanzong completely.

Deeper knowledge was no longer part of ordinary paid services.

Without immense benefit, cultivators would never reveal their core transmissions.

“Master Zuo, I now understand the basic knowledge of Daoist glyphs.”

“I have one question: the first glyph I showed you is inscribed within my body.”

“What effect does this have on cultivators? Why have I never noticed other cultivators inscribing glyphs on themselves?”

Zuo Yuanzong’s face showed surprise—no wonder he was a Spirit Perception cultivator among hermits; he dared to do anything.

“Master Fang, didn’t you feel any conflict between the inscribed glyph and your own cultivation method?”

“That would greatly hinder your cultivation progress.”

Hearing this, Fang Shi fell silent, recalling that aside from his serious training at the Heavenly Sword Sect,

the rest of the time, his meditation and Qi Refining merely restored magic power.

His magic power increased through leveling up—he had never noticed this factor at all.

Zuo Yuanzong added: “Of course, due to differences in cultivation methods, some Daoist glyphs do not conflict with one’s practice.”

“Thus, major clans all possess inherited Daoist glyphs, inscribed on the body to enhance their abilities.”

“For combat, alchemy, artifact forging—each serves a different function.”

“You must be in this situation: you accidentally discovered a glyph that does not conflict with your cultivation method.”

“What a profound blessing!”

Hearing Zuo Yuanzong’s exclamation, Fang Shi did not know what to say.

He couldn’t say, “You all have to laboriously meditate and refine Qi,

while I don’t need to at all.”

“Suppose someone doesn’t care about cultivation advancement—what if he inscribed countless glyphs into his body?”

“Not well at all. The more glyphs, the greater the conflict with one’s method—not only will cultivation stagnate, but it may ultimately cost your life.”

Fang Shi pondered and said: “Then, Master Zuo, do you have a Daoist glyph that enhances physical strength? A good one.”

“I do have one—but Master Fang, why do you want such a glyph? Do you intend to inscribe it into your body?”

Zuo Yuanzong was no fool; he deduced from Fang Shi’s actions.

Fang Shi admitted openly: “Yes, I intend to inscribe it into my body.”

“Why take such a risk? If the conflict is severe, you’ll lose your life.”

“Master Zuo, peace does not exist now. I have duties—I must eliminate the infected. You know the danger of the Demonic Deities; I must maximize my strength now.”

Zuo Yuanzong bowed deeply: “Master, your righteousness surpasses us all.”

Fang Shi said: “Our roles differ; no need to dwell on it. We all merely seek survival.”

Zuo Yuanzong sighed: “Indeed, merely survival. I was unlucky—just arrived in Yizhou and got trapped here. I’d have been better off accepting my friend’s invitation to Bingzhou.”

Fang Shi smiled: “I’m different—I’m from Yizhou. There’s nowhere to flee. I can only fight desperately for survival.”

“Then I shall give you this glyph, Master, as a reward for your righteous act.”

“But be careful—do not force the inscription. Risk your life at your peril.”

“Thank you, Master Zuo.”

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Fang Shi returned to his room and recalled the glyph Zuo Yuanzong had given him—a deep joy stirred within him.

It was a Gravity Daoist Glyph, capable of drawing upon the power of earth and mountains to amplify one’s strength.

Legend said its ultimate form granted the wielder the strength of Mount Tai.

Not metaphorical—the true strength of Mount Tai: 550 billion tons of ultimate force.

Of course, Fang Shi’s glyph was an ultra-simplified version.

Inscribed into his body, it only doubled his strength.

Provided it did not conflict with his own cultivation method.

In truth, it was less convenient than the Strength Spell.

At least the Strength Spell had no such thing as conflict.

But Fang Shi could not find a mage who could cast the Strength Spell for him at any time.

Moreover, once a glyph was inscribed, it was essentially a permanent spell.

As long as it wasn’t removed, it lasted a lifetime.

So it was acceptable.

Half an hour later, Fang Shi, seated cross-legged with closed eyes, opened them.

“Gravity Daoist Glyph I: The bearer can draw upon the power of earth and mountains, gaining a +5 bonus to strength attribute.”

With the glyph inscribed, the Giant’s Belt had fulfilled its purpose.

Fang Shi’s strength now reached 27 points, combined with his Extraordinary Strength and Qi Refining rank.

He possessed ten tons of brute force!

Yet Fang Shi had one doubt—he found inscribing glyphs into his body astonishingly easy.

No conflict seemed to exist; the process was unnaturally smooth.

Earlier, Fang Shi had assumed he simply hadn’t noticed the conflict from the spiritual energy detection glyph.

Later, after careful testing, he discovered there was no conflict at all.

Fang Shi knew this phenomenon was abnormal—not explainable by the Heavenly Sword Sect’s method.

Didn’t the Heavenly Sword Sect’s artifact cultivators use Daoist glyphs?

They must have. Then why didn’t they use glyphs to enhance their strength?

Only because they couldn’t.

Or perhaps Fang Shi’s Heavenly Sword Sect inheritance was incomplete.

Fang Shi’s Heavenly Sword Sect method consisted only of the two foundational texts: The Sword Art and The Sword Technique.

No auxiliary cultivation methods at all.

Methods to enhance the Golden Core might exist in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Fang Shi simply hadn’t obtained them.

Yet no one inscribed glyphs as effortlessly as he did.

He had even tried other types of glyphs.

All merged with him like water and milk—no conflict whatsoever.

This is simply unbelievable!

The Tianjian Sect’s cultivation techniques could never achieve this.

"Then it must be a physical constitution issue?"

Fang Shi stared deeply at the Origin Resistance I on his attribute panel.

This was the object of his suspicion.

It was also the talent that had most drastically altered his physique.

Unfortunately, he still couldn’t engrave two at once.

“This talent’s ability is still limited!”

“I need to find an opportunity to upgrade it.”