6. I Forgot About Hand Seals

Ji Hao looked at his son with a smile. He thought that his son would be in trouble, but didn't think his son would do pretty well.

"There, there. I didn't think that Lord Hao was this little master's father. Welcome, Lord Hao." Yan Pu immediately greeted.

Ji Hao put a smile on his face.

"Well, I just want to pick up my son." He replied, then turned to Ji Long. "Let's go back!"

Ji Long nodded. He said to Yan Pu at the counter.

"Uncle Yan Pu, I'll pick my weapons next week. See you!"

Seeing their figures disappearing from Yan Pu's sight, he muttered.

"Hold on! I heard that Ji Hao's son was a talentless kid. But, why do I think that someone spread such a false rumor? 6 years old and fifth level of the Qi Condensation realm. Only an idiot would believe that the kid was talentless. Well, who cares? It's their business anyway."

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When Ji Long arrived at his residence, his father asked him how he erased his presence, and who taught him. Then, Ji Long figured out that the one who observed him was his father.

"Erm, I don't know how to explain." Ji Long scratched his head foolishly, trying to fool his father.

"Really? I just wondered, who taught you that technique? Surely, it's not someone teaching you on a whim, right?"

Ji Long wanted to say he had a master and the master of him interested in his talent. But, if Ji Long's cultivation couldn't improve after he broke through the first level of the Life Energy realm, then it was obvious that he was lying. And it would be troublesome afterward.

"Ummm, it happened when I cultivated."

"When you cultivated?"

"Un. When I cultivate, I must clear my mind from any evil thoughts. If my mind is clear and clean as a shining mirror, my thoughts will sharpen so I will not misjudge anything or have evil thoughts. And if my mind is still like the still water, I will feel peaceful. I call this state the Clear Mirror, Still Water." Ji Long explained.

Ji Hao was amazed. Even he barely reached that state when he had so many things on his mind, let alone a little kid.

"But, what does this have to do with your technique?" Ji Hao was curious. Such a technique was the first time he had ever seen it. But then, he furrowed his brows. He immediately stopped Ji Long when he was about to explain that technique.

"No need to tell me if it was your secret."

He shouldn't have forced his son to tell his technique. In a world full of powerful people, the fewer people who know the technique the better.

"Ah, it's fine if it's father. This technique is called the Clear Mirror, Still Water. Just like the state, I explained previously. I adjust my breathing, then pull out the spiritual energy. Converting it to universal energy, then shrouded my aura with it."

"Incredible." Ji Hao stated. Frankly, creating a technique was too hard even for him. If one didn't achieve the state of enlightenment, a person couldn't create a technique.

Enlightenment is a state of perfect knowledge or wisdom, combined with infinite compassion. Enlightenment is an understanding of both the relative mode of existence and the ultimate mode of existence. This includes people's minds as well as the external world.

Ji Hao didn't suspect that Ji Long was older than his own age. That was because Ji Long had been like that ever since he was born. Thus, Ji Hao only thought that Ji Long was a child who had high intelligence which made him have an adult-like character.

Ji Hao patted Ji Long's head.

"In the future, don't ever tell anyone that you created that technique, okay? If someone asked you, just tell them that I was the one who gave you a cultivation skill book."

"I know, father."

*Rumble*

At that moment, Ji Long's stomach seemed to be rumbling which made Ji Hao chuckle. Later, Ji Long was dragged along by Ji Hao to have a meal together.

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A week later, Ji Long picked up his order at the blacksmith shop.

"Wah. So clean and sharp katana." Ji Long wielded a katana that had a blade length of 60 cm. Even though it was short, it was already suitable for Ji Long's little body. He checked his orders one by one. After being satisfied, he said to the beardy smith.

"All of them are so carefully forged. Thanks, beardy uncle."

Coming out of the blacksmith shop, he dispelled his presence, then headed off somewhere to test his new weapon.

Ji Long hadn't held a weapon in his hands for a long time, let alone a projectile weapon. Afraid that his weapon skills had deteriorated after 6 years of his birth, he had to practice more with his new weapon.

From there, his daily schedule also began to be added. Not only cultivating, but now he had to practice using weapons and also had to find a way to use ninja arts or ninja techniques.

One day, he was in the back of his house to practice the precision of his throwing skills as well as his fighting style which had been blunt for 6 years.

"Huft. There doesn't seem to be a problem with my throwing skills. It's just that my body is still not suitable for using this kunai. And my body balance is a bit weird when using a sword." Ji Long muttered. "Well, then. Shall I try ninja art?"

Truthfully, Ji Long didn't know how to perform ninja arts. Only his concealment skill was the exception as if it was inborn, both on earth and in his current world. Nevertheless, he tried to draw his spiritual energy from his energy vessel.

However, after it converted to universal energy in his middle dantian, it spread around his body, then disappeared like a "puff".

He tried again by thinking about the technique he wanted to perform. But, he still failed. He tried again with other means over and over. However, he still couldn't do it.

"Agh, why is it so hard to perform a technique?" Ji Long scratched his hair in annoyance. He was confused. A complicated skill such as his concealment was too easy to perform. However, when it came to the basic arts of the ninja, he always fell short.

"Did I take the wrong approach?" Ji Long wondered. Seeing that dusk was coming, Ji Long decided to stop and continue tomorrow.

Ji Long didn't know that his father always indirectly observed him. Ji Hao observed Ji Long through his senses. He could feel his son progress, be it his cultivation or fighting style. That was why Ji Long didn't feel anything since he only felt when someone directly observed or looked at him.

"My boy is so talented. Perhaps, his talent would soar once he unblocked his meridians."

He had once asked his father to buy a Gold-rank pill, however, his father refused. A clan must prioritize the prosperity of the clansmen. Even so, Ji clan's patriarch, Ji Luoxing, gave Ji Hao an opinion to reduce Ji Hao's salary.

The Ji clan had a spiritual herb business that would later be sold to pavilions or to alchemists who could concoct pills. The Ji Clan itself also sold pills even though their grades weren't that high. In fact, Ji Hao understood that his father had been pressured by some elders in the clan. Since they didn't believe in Ji Long's talent, they forced the patriarch to not spend too much money on a useless kid like Ji Long.

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The next day, when Ji Long still failed to perform ninja arts, he pondered while holding his chin.

"I can't continue like this. My control over spiritual energy seems unstable when I try to perform any ninja arts. There must be something else I overlook." After thinking for a moment, he remembered. "That's right. What I forgot were the hand seals. I totally forgot about those."

Now Ji Long just remembered. When a ninja wanted to perform ninja arts, that ninja had to form a hand seal first. He didn't know the exact reason why a ninja must perform a hand seal. When he thought about it, a hand seal might be linked with a certain chakra point inside the body.