New Methods

The explanation for his condition where reasonably short being that he only had to mention the new weights he had. Artair had a serious look on his face as he said "And why do you believe you need these weights, you are already one of the best body refiners I have ever seen."

Daedalus smiled at this and said "It's, of course, because no matter the distance you use your all to reach it."

Artair nodded solemnly before breaking out into a grin and saying "Okay, I have twelve different body refinement methods, the others where no where as good as these ones."

Daedalus chuckled at his uncles proud look before saying "To make the best method I can, I am going to need the best of the best and the worst of the worst. Even failures show you what you shouldn't do when you make your own."

Artair's proud look vanished as he listened to Daedalus and he said "I'll be right back then I have about six thousand of all types. While I'm getting these why don't you start reading those twelve?"

Daedalus nodded at this and set his sofa down on the ground before carefully laying down in it. With a sigh of relief at the comfort of the sofa Daedalus quickly began reading the cultivation methods.

After a while Daedalus finished reading through the last method and carefully considered each method. One in particular gave him an interesting insight into the universe. It was called the Myriad Heavens Body, in reality it wasn't a very good one unless under specific conditions. What Daedalus learned however was that the stars had attributes to them not just one singular type of star just multiplied hundreds of times over.

As he waited for his uncle to return Daedalus continued to think over all of the different body refinement methods he had ever learned. It wasn't a large list and twelve more easily added up a third of that list. The thing is that all of these methods where quite good, what he needed now was more of the inefficient and downright dangerous ones.

Another thing he had to consider was the anatomy of his body. He had recently noticed that his body had been significantly altered, both by his bloodlines and his recent increases to aura body and such, including his immortal energy.

Before he could continue along that line of though though, Artair had retuned holding a spatial ring. As he walked in Daedalus sat up and said "I have read through the twelve you already gave me, are those the rest?"

As Daedalus looked at the ring it seems as though his face had betrayed his emotions. Artair let out a jolly laugh and said "Of course, Daedalus I'll be entrusting you with these remember to give them back when your done. Also, I know how difficult it is to make a technique so don't get too frustrated if you fail, I know I did well over a thousand times."

Daedalus looked at him with a face full of contempt when he heard about the failures. This caused Artair to suffer a lethal blow to his pride, so he shouted "What!? It's a difficult process!"

Of course Daedalus look of contempt was a joke but he continued to play off of it by saying "I succeeded all of the times I tried, and you have failed, thousands, of times."

Artair took a somewhat serious look and said "How many times?"