American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan listened while adjusting the intensity of his illusion.

The color of his pupils didn't change, but illusionary ripples were definitely emanating from them.

The two old Taoists naively believed that their own psychological changes led them to wager all their chips, but in reality, Qi Shan was subtly guiding them with his powerful illusion.

And the effect seemed quite good; the trace of true qi they had cultivated could only affect their physical bodies and couldn't strengthen their spirits.

Their resistance to illusions was even weaker than that of the superpowered individuals he had encountered in the previous world.

The breathing technique wasn't very long; the two of them had cultivated it for a lifetime, but they had only managed to master a small section from the ancient book, totaling just over a thousand words. He had barely finished speaking, and Qi Shan had already grasped it.

He tentatively circulated it within his body, but there was no reaction at all.

Qi Shan wasn't discouraged and simply put it aside for the time being.

He looked up at the two old Taoists, whose eyes were filled with anticipation, nodded slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

"To offer such a precious breathing technique demonstrates the loyalty of you two gentlemen. How could such loyalty go unrewarded? Li Da Ban!"

The old eunuch hurriedly responded respectfully.

Qi Shan said indifferently: "I remember that there are several imperial estates near the capital. Pick one with beautiful scenery and abundant produce to reward the two gentlemen. Cultivators shouldn't live too frugally; they still need to nourish their bodies on a regular basis!"

The two old Taoists were overjoyed and quickly knelt down to thank him for his grace.

What they were really thinking was, 'Anyway, we've been studying this ancient book for decades and haven't figured out anything. We might as well take it out and gamble again. Maybe the Emperor will be happy and give us brothers a shop!'

Qi Shan didn't know they were thinking so much. If he had known, he would have added, 'You're thinking too much, kid.'

Having achieved his goal, Qi Shan was in a good mood. The meal was enjoyed by both host and guests. About an hour later, the delicacies were in their stomachs.

The old Taoists were also led away by Eunuch Li.

During this period, Qi Shan didn't waste any time and asked many questions about the world of cultivation and its strange and unusual events.

However, the two old Taoists were just dabblers; they couldn't even be considered cultivators, so naturally, they didn't know much. What they had occasionally heard was mostly just rumors circulating in the streets, which they had carefully memorized. As for whether it was true or false, they couldn't guarantee it.

Qi Shan didn't care. Anyway, it was just eating and chatting. It was good to learn a little more. What did it matter if it was true or false? After all, this world was full of rumors, and no one believed the debunking.

Of course, if Qi Shan wanted to cultivate, he certainly wouldn't just use their breathing technique for experimentation. He would definitely find more efficient and suitable techniques for himself in the future.

So, it didn't matter whether what they said was true or false.

The next day, the ancient book was delivered to Qi Shan.

As expected of an ancient book, it was old enough, tattered, wrinkled, and yellow. If Qi Shan wasn't sure that the two old Taoists were handing over the original, he would have suspected that they had just found a roll of scrap paper and handed it over.

Qi Shan was cautious. Before reading the book, he first had someone take it to pawnshops on the market.

Eunuch Li was too high-ranking, but this old fellow had served two emperors and stood firm in the palace like an evergreen tree. There were many people under him who depended on him for a living. Finding someone with a suitable identity who wouldn't dare to fool him was as easy as eating and drinking.

Since it was a feudal dynasty, the cultural background and foundation were similar, and the social structure and form were almost the same as those of historical feudal dynasties. There were many pawnshops and antique dealers on the market.

After going around in a circle, the ancient book returned to Qi Shan's hands, along with a round of appraisals.

"It's actually something from 1200 years ago?"

Most of the appraisers found this time were authorities in the industry. Their status was there, and they would pay the price for telling lies. Moreover, the person Eunuch Li found was of noble status, so how could inferiors dare to fool him?

So, when a dozen appraisals of the 1200-year-old ancient book were sent to him, Qi Shan was also a little surprised.

It turned out that this thing really was an ancient book!

Only after getting it in his hands did he know what this so-called ancient book really was.

Being something from 1200 years ago, written by people from who knows where, the writing was naturally different.

However, this book had changed hands several times and had been painstakingly studied by many people, so many characters had been deciphered.

The first person to obtain this book perhaps knew the writing and simply marked the useful and useless parts of the book.

Later people specialized in studying the useful parts, so they deciphered the latter half of the content.

Among them was the breathing technique taught by the two old Taoists.

In addition to this, there was a large pile of inexplicable techniques.

Of course, Qi Shan wouldn't be satisfied with only being able to read a small part of a book.

Fortunately, the predecessors had provided many translation labels, transmitting the characters and corresponding translation labels to the research institute in the Resident Evil world.

Alice did a little calculation and deciphered all the fonts in less than 5 minutes.

Alice also thoughtfully adjusted the layout, changing it from top to bottom, right to left, to Qi Shan's more familiar left to right.

After getting the newly upgraded version, Qi Shan finally understood what this book really was.

In fact, it could be seen from the slightly sloppy handwriting of the ancient book that this was just something the author had written casually.

In reality, this ancient book was just a travelogue.

The vast majority of it was about a person's travel experiences: where he had been, what kind of scenery he had seen, and what kind of people he had met.

And in order to be able to walk on flat ground in dangerous mountainous areas, the owner of this book casually created some small techniques.

For example, a light body technique that could quickly travel through thorny jungles, or a water-walking technique that could hold one's breath underwater for a long time.

There were even techniques that could temporarily recover when buried in the soil, and techniques to feign death when encountering danger.

Qi Shan felt like it was something that a talented person had created specifically for traveling and sightseeing.

The so-called breathing technique was actually the core of this book, but the two old Taoists had completely misused the true qi, which led to their lifelong mediocrity.