Marvel's Master of Heavenly Magic

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"This Spirit Commanding and Summoning is quite something."

As George walked toward the large screen outside the arena, he began skimming through the detailed information he had just obtained about Spirit Commanding and Summoning. His mood grew increasingly pleasant.

This technique was specifically designed to target spirit bodies. With clever magical manipulation akin to using four ounces to shift a thousand pounds, it allowed the user to forcibly capture even far stronger spirits and store them within their dantian.

Once captured, the spirits could be summoned to possess the user and lend their abilities—or simply devoured to enhance the user's strength.

The most important aspect was that the stronger the user, the stronger the spirits they could capture.

At Wang Bing's cultivation level, for example, he could theoretically capture spirits that had cultivated for a thousand years—so long as they were pure spirit bodies. If the entity still had a physical body, it would be a different story.

But if George himself mastered this technique, with his power level, he could probably subdue not just thousand-year-old spirits, but even ten-thousand-year-old ones—again, assuming they lacked physical form.

Among the current contestants, Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai, twin brothers, hosted the spirit of a thousand-year-old snake deity in their bodies—an incredibly powerful being.

They relied on this snake spirit to possess them and assist in combat. In theory, someone like Feng Xingtong or Wang Bing, using Spirit Commanding and Summoning, could have easily overpowered them.

However, if that same snake spirit ever returned to its physical body in Changbai Mountain, even someone like Wang Ai would have to kneel before it.

The Deng brothers came from a Chu Ma Xian family in Northeast China—one of the Ten Elder Clans.

Their family worshipped the Five Immortal Spirits: the Fox (Húxiān), the Weasel (Huángxiān), the Hedgehog (Báixiān), the Snake (Liǔxiān), and the Mouse (Huīxiān).

A Chu Ma Xian practitioner bonded with just one of these immortals for life. Forming such a partnership took generations of effort—and sometimes sacrifice—making the selection process extremely cautious.

But once a partnership was formed, the practitioner and the spirit treated each other like family.

In this case, the snake spirit had temporarily left its physical body and entered the brothers' bodies in spiritual form—just to help them shine in this tournament and hopefully win the Tongtian Talisman.

Otherwise, with so many powerful wandering spirits in Northeast China, the Wang family would have devoured them all long ago—if they hadn't been protected by their physical vessels.

Even so, this technique was already quite valuable.

In the future, across countless worlds, if George encountered powerful beings without physical bodies—only in spiritual form—he could easily subdue them using Spirit Commanding and Summoning.

Take that Sauron from Middle-earth, for instance. Once George had shattered his physical form, he could've swallowed him in minutes to boost his own strength.

Even in the Main World, after sealing the giant serpent Kur, he could annihilate its physical body and use Spirit Consumption to absorb its spirit.

In theory, as long as an enemy's body was destroyed and only their spirit remained, George could capture them with Spirit Commanding and Summoning and absorb them to strengthen himself.

However, having traversed so many worlds and studied countless magical systems—including black magic—George also noticed some drawbacks to this technique.

While Spirit Consumption was effective, it couldn't absorb all of a spirit's power—only a portion of it. Worse, if used excessively, it could negatively affect the user's soul.

Spirits had their own consciousness, after all. Absorbing their power also risked absorbing their will. Without restraint, one could easily lose control and become insane.

Which is why George suspected that Feng Tianyang's decision to give the Wang family the full version of the technique—while only passing down a watered-down version to his own descendants—might not have been just an act of loyalty.

If one only used the possession aspect of Spirit Commanding and Summoning, without actually consuming spirits, the risk was much lower.

That said, George didn't consider it a major issue.

His soul was powerful, and he had developed psychic abilities. When performing Spirit Consumption, he could filter out and erase most of the spirit's residual will.

Moreover, if he focused on finding one high-quality spirit rather than consuming many mediocre ones, and allowed time for the consumed spirit's will to fade completely before attempting another, the risk would be minimal.

And with his numerous clones, even if he only consumed one spirit at a time and waited in between, it was effectively the same as absorbing several simultaneously.

After all, the power of his clones stacked together.

You could even say he had found a clever loophole.

In fact, Spirit Commanding and Summoning paired perfectly with Qi Expulsion. He could first use Qi Expulsion to blast the opponent's soul from their body, then use Spirit Commanding and Summoning to capture it.

After reading through all this, George became even more excited about the Eight Miraculous Skills.

While they may not have shown their full potential in the hands of locals in this world, in his hands, they could become something entirely different.

"Old Huang, it's done. How'd it go?"

Returning to the plaza outside the arena, George saw Huang Ming and Liu Xingyang standing by the big screen. It was clear their match was already over.

"Lost!"

Huang Ming scratched his head sheepishly.

By the end, he had even used his trump card—Spirit Projection—which gave him a fighting chance. But unfortunately, Xiao Xiao tricked him by faking an attack and caught him off guard.

Thankfully, Liu Xingyang, who was watching from the sidelines, activated his own Spirit Projection and blocked Xiao Xiao's Qi Expulsion attack for him.

Otherwise, had that landed, it would've taken Huang at least seven days to restore his soul to normal.

"But you, huh… so you really can use innate lightning arts. No wonder you were so confident about me betting—"

He stopped mid-sentence, realizing Liu Xingyang was standing right there, and quickly clammed up.

He hadn't dared tell his senior brother that he'd used 3,000 yuan of allowance money to bet on Jin Baobao winning first place.

Not that he feared being scolded for gambling—what worried him was that if he actually won big, his senior brother would probably confiscate most of the winnings, claiming it was for his own good so he wouldn't get distracted from cultivation.

"Little Jin, what you did just now was too reckless. The Wang family isn't easy to deal with. After the tournament ends, come down the mountain with us and return to Beijing. You should stay at our temple for a while."

By now, Liu Xingyang had no time to question Huang Ming's suspicious statement—he turned serious and spoke directly to George.

Now that George had offended the Wang family, retaliation was inevitable.

But if he stayed with them, the Baiyun Temple—while not as influential as the Wang family—still maintained good relations with major Daoist sects. Wang Ai wouldn't dare make a move lightly.

Once they returned to Beijing, and Jin Baobao stayed at Baiyun Temple for a few months, the incident would blow over. Wang Ai likely wouldn't act again.

As for Jin Baobao's family, there was nothing to worry about.

If they were ordinary people, it might be a problem.

There were rules forbidding extraordinary individuals from attacking civilians. But with the Wang family's power, they could easily hire thugs to "rough someone up" without killing—Naduotong would just turn a blind eye.

However, Jin Baobao's family was no ordinary bunch—they were incredibly wealthy and had deep connections with political elites. The Wang family had no leverage in the secular world.

And if they dared use extraordinary methods? That would cross Naduotong's bottom line.

"Old Jin, you don't need to worry. Join the World Association, and the Wang family won't dare lay a finger on you!"

At that moment, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayen walked over.

After discovering that the Wang family had access to a more complete version of Spirit Commanding and Summoning, Feng Xingtong immediately notified his father, Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao was currently confronting Wang Ai to demand an explanation—and he had also instructed his son to recruit Jin Baobao while the opportunity presented itself.

Jin Baobao was an unaffiliated cultivator who practiced foreign magic and possessed innate lightning abilities. He was only seventeen and came from an extremely wealthy background.

If they could get him to join the World Association, it would be an enormous asset.

(End of Chapter)