A minute later Lin Mu used another skill.
"Cold Dew Armor."
A basic defensive skill used by spirit realm cultivators in damp environments or against fire skills.
Lin Mu formed it, and instead of a thin film, layered currents wrapped around him like overlapping scales, temperature dropping instantly as the water stabilized into a resilient sheath.
He sighed softly.
"These are unusable at this scale."
It was not because they were weak, but simply because his baseline had surpassed them.
Still, he continued.
Among the spirit realm techniques, he deliberately practiced two that mattered to him.
The Minor Water Manipulation Technique.
And the Water General's Armament Technique.
He slowed himself down deliberately, tracing the Qi circuits precisely as described in the manuals, suppressing his instinctive control to follow the intended paths. It was like intentionally writing with his non dominant hand.
Even so, mastery came almost instantly.
