Okay you see I was born so I decided to use Google Gemini to create a technique that face on the current state of the world I even asked it to make a approved version of it and not just that I even asked it to make a little fight scene out of it to show how it works either way it's definitely interesting and I honestly think it's worthy enough to be shown so here's the first unapproved technique
Ah, I see! You want a legitimate xianxia technique that would exist in a fantasy world, but its mechanics and philosophy are a dark reflection of our current reality (resource scarcity, rising temperatures, mass surveillance, and viral nature).
In a cultivation novel, this would be the technique practiced by the ruthless antagonist sect that is winning the war because they stopped caring about "sustainability" and started stripping the world bare.
Here is that technique.
Technique Name: The Scripture of the Fevered Sky (Tian Re Jing)
Origin: Created during the "Era of Ending Dharma," when the spiritual veins of the world began to dry up due to over-mining by ancient sects, and the atmosphere became choked with the smog of alchemical factories.
Core Philosophy:
Traditional cultivation relies on harmony with Nature. But Nature is dying; the world is getting hotter, the air is toxic, and resources are scarce. The Fevered Sky practitioner accepts that the world is a sinking ship. They do not seek to heal the world; they seek to metabolize the decay. They cultivate by absorbing the "Heat-Poison" (Global Warming) and "Turbid Qi" (Pollution) that kills normal cultivators.
The Cultivation Method
Instead of a calm, ocean-like Dantian, this technique turns the cultivator's core into a Pressure Cooker.
Stage 1: The Particulate Body (Refining the Smog)
* The Real World Parallel: Microplastics and air pollution.
* The Technique: The cultivator breathes in the "Dust of Industry"—the byproduct of burnt spirit stones and alchemical waste. Instead of expelling these impurities, they embed them into their skin and muscles.
* Effect: The skin becomes gray and rock-hard, immune to acids and poisons. However, the cultivator loses their sense of touch and becomes numb to the physical world.
Stage 2: The Greenhouse Core (Building the Heat)
* The Real World Parallel: The Greenhouse Effect / Global Warming.
* The Technique: Most techniques vent excess heat. The Fevered Sky practitioner creates a "Barrier of Smog" around their internal organs to trap heat. They recycle their own waste heat to exponentially increase their internal temperature.
* Effect: Their blood boils constantly. In combat, they emit a field of intense heat that withers plants and causes weaker enemies to pass out from heatstroke just by standing near them. They are stronger as the battle drags on, as the ambient temperature rises.
Stage 3: The Viral Spirit (The Contagion)
* The Real World Parallel: Viral Pandemics.
* The Technique: The cultivator fractures their own spiritual sense into millions of microscopic, semi-autonomous shards. When they strike an enemy, they don't just deal damage; they "infect" the enemy's meridians with foreign Qi that replicates itself.
* Effect: If the enemy tries to circulate their own Qi to heal, the "virus" hijacks that energy to multiply, blocking meridians from the inside.
Stage 4: The Great Accumulation (The Billionaire Stage)
* The Real World Parallel: Wealth inequality and resource hoarding.
* The Technique: This is a "Vampiric Array." The cultivator acts as a black hole. They no longer absorb ambient Qi; they actively rip Qi out of the land, drying up rivers and crumbling mountains within miles.
* Effect: They possess a terrifying amount of power, but the land around them becomes a dead zone (a barren wasteland) forever. They cannot stay in one place; they must function as a locust, moving to a new region once the current one is dead.
Combat Style: "The Industrial Grinder"
A cultivator of the Fevered Sky fights with efficiency, not honor.
* Art: The Algorithm of hostility.
* Mechanism: Uses a divination technique (Data Mining) to predict the enemy's moves based on their past habits. The more the enemy fights, the more "data" the cultivator gathers, eventually predicting every strike with 100% accuracy.
* Spell: The Cloud of Disinformation.
* Mechanism: The cultivator floods the enemy's mind with thousands of useless, screaming thoughts (Mental Noise). The enemy cannot focus to cast spells because their "bandwidth" is clogged with garbage data.
* Ultimate Move: Meltdown.
* Mechanism: The cultivator releases the "Greenhouse Seal" on their Dantian. The immediate area undergoes a catastrophic temperature spike, melting rock and evaporating water instantly.
The Karmic Backlash (The Side Effects)
Since this technique is based on the current state of the world, it suffers from the same existential dread.
* The Anxiety Heart Demon: Because the cultivator is constantly absorbing "Turbid Qi" (chaos), they suffer from chronic, incurable anxiety and insomnia. They can never find peace or meditation; they must always be "consuming."
* Resource Dependence: They cannot cultivate in pure, nature-filled areas. They actually become weaker in a pristine forest. They need a ruined, polluted environment to fuel their power.
* The Inevitable Collapse: Just like an ecosystem pushed too far, the cultivator acts on a ticking clock. Eventually, their body cannot contain the "Greenhouse Heat," and they will not ascend to godhood—they will simply explode, turning a 100-mile radius into a radioactive crater.
Summary of the Dao
> "The world burns, and so do I. While you gasp for clean air that no longer exists, I breathe the smoke and call it sweet. I am the inevitable consequence of your greed."
And here's the approve version of it
This is where the story gets really interesting. The original "Fevered Sky" was a crude, self-destructive path. The Entropic Furnace is its terrifyingly efficient evolution.
The Genesis of The Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace
The First Seeker: "The Smog Hermit" (Founder of the Primitive Fevered Sky)
Long ago, in the dying era of the Qi Exhaustion Period, a cultivator named Elder Huoyan (whose name meant "Fire Eye") lived in a sect that was slowly crumbling. Their spiritual mines were barren, their medicinal gardens withered, and their Dantians ached with emptiness. Desperate, Huoyan strayed from the traditional Dao.
He ventured into the Great Ash Wastes, a land poisoned by ancient alchemical wars and the relentless spiritual drilling of prior generations. Here, where no pure Qi could be found, he made a horrifying discovery: the "Turbid Qi" and "Heat-Poison" that killed others contained a raw, chaotic energy.
Huoyan, driven by a primal fear of extinction, began to internalize this toxic energy. He developed the rudimentary "Fevered Sky" technique. His skin grew scaly, his eyes burned red, and his internal organs became a crucible of fire. He grew powerful, certainly, but his cultivation was a ticking time bomb. The sheer internal pressure and toxicity meant every breakthrough pushed him closer to self-immolation. He was a living furnace with no exhaust port.
He was a terrifying sight, feared even by his own disciples, and eventually, he did explode, taking a small mountain range with him, a testament to his raw, uncontrolled power. His sect was destroyed, a cautionary tale of hubris.
The Second Seeker: The Architect of Entropy, "Lord Zhiyuan"
Centuries later, on a continent far removed from the Ash Wastes, a new genius emerged: Lord Zhiyuan (meaning "Ultimate Resource"), a prodigious talent from a rising mercantile clan. He was not a cultivator driven by desperation, but by efficiency.
Zhiyuan was an obsessed tinkerer. He saw the traditional cultivation world as terribly inefficient. Why gather Qi for years only to use it in bursts? Why bother with fragile Dantians when the world offered limitless fuel?
One day, while researching ancient, forbidden texts (likely looted from the ruins of Huoyan's sect), he stumbled upon the remnants of the "Fevered Sky" technique. He wasn't disgusted; he was intrigued. He saw the raw power, the pure, unadulterated consumption. He saw the problem, too: the explosion.
Zhiyuan's Revelation: The Global Grid
Lord Zhiyuan's true genius lay not in gathering Qi, but in managing entropy. He didn't want to blow up. He wanted to distribute the cost.
His clan was merchants; they understood networks, supply chains, and outsourcing. Zhiyuan simply applied these principles to Qi.
"Why keep all the toxic heat within?" he mused. "Why not sell it? Or, rather, share the burden across a vast network?"
He began to experiment. He created small, disposable "spiritual conduits"—artifacts that could absorb backlash. Then he realized he could do the same with sentient beings, with land, with anything that possessed a Qi signature. He developed the "Lattice" meridian system, allowing him to dump excess "karma" and "waste heat" into his surroundings.
He wasn't absorbing pollution to become strong; he was creating pollution to maintain his strength, and then offloading the consequences onto others. His cultivation base remained pure, while the land around him withered. His disciples, unknowingly, became battery cells and waste dumps.
He taught his followers to seek out lands rich in resources, to consume them completely, and then to move on, leaving spiritual deserts in their wake. His sect, The Conglomerate of Perpetual Growth, spread like a plague across the continent, devouring spiritual veins, turning ancient forests into barren plains, and rising to unimaginable power.
Lord Zhiyuan never exploded. He lived for thousands of years, growing ever more powerful, the pristine center of a vast, blighted empire. He refined Huoyan's destructive technique into the Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace—a testament to unchecked consumption and the terrifying power of distributed consequences.
Simulated Duel: The Entropic Furnace vs. The Verdant Heart
Setting: The Jade Cloud Peaks, a lush, ancient mountain range, untouched by human influence for millennia. Mist hangs heavy, and the air pulses with vibrant wood-elemental Qi.
Combatants:
* Lord Zixuan (Purple Profundity) of the Conglomerate of Perpetual Growth.
* Technique: Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace (Cultivation at the Peak of Nascent Soul)
* Appearance: Impeccably clean, pristine white robes. His skin is unblemished, his aura calm. He exudes an unsettling coldness, like the vacuum of space. There's no hint of the chaos he wields.
* Elder Lianhua (Lotus Bloom) of the Verdant Heart Sect.
* Technique: Profound Scripture of the Verdant Heart (Cultivation at the Peak of Nascent Soul)
* Appearance: Robes woven with living vines and flowers. Her skin glows with a healthy, earthy vitality. Her aura is warm, nurturing, like a gentle forest breeze.
The Scene:
Lord Zixuan stands on a pristine mountain peak, surveying the verdant valley below with an almost clinical disinterest. Elder Lianhua, rooted firmly on a mossy outcrop, confronts him.
"Lord Zixuan," Lianhua's voice is calm but firm, "Your Conglomerate has despoiled the Golden Riverlands. Your advance stops here. This sacred peak will not fall to your blight."
Zixuan merely raises a perfectly manicured hand. "Elder Lianhua. Sentimentality. A luxury in this era. The Golden Riverlands were inefficient. Stagnant. We merely accelerated their transition to a higher state of utility." His words are soft, devoid of malice, yet chillingly absolute.
Round 1: Initial Engagement - The Burden of Presence
Lianhua unleashes the "Thousand Vine Entanglements," sending thick, glowing green vines erupting from the earth, coiling towards Zixuan with crushing force.
Zixuan does not move. He simply breathes. As the vines approach, they shimmer, then instantly wither and crumble to ash a meter from his body. The vibrant wood Qi within them doesn't dissipate; it's drawn towards Zixuan, pulled into his unseen Lattice network. The very ground around him visibly grays, dust replacing verdant moss. A single ancient pine tree nearby shrivels and drops its needles within seconds.
Zixuan's action: Passive consumption via the Lattice, offloading Entropy to the immediate environment.
Lianhua's thought: "He's not deflecting; he's feeding on my life force!"
Round 2: Strategic Counter - The Echo Chamber vs. Nature's Fury
Enraged, Lianhua channels her full power, summoning the "Spirit of the Jade Dragon"— a massive serpentine manifestation of pure wood Qi, its roar echoing through the mountains. The dragon lunges, jaws agape.
Zixuan merely smiles. "Redundancy." He activates the Echo Chamber. The Dragon Spirit slams into an invisible barrier, and its roar reverberates strangely. The space around the dragon twists, becoming a swirling vortex. Instead of passing through, the dragon's own Qi, its own momentum, is subtly redirected and amplified back onto itself.
The Jade Dragon, bewildered, finds itself fighting its own reflection, its own power turning against it, feeding the spatial anomaly. It begins to thrash wildly, its form flickering as its internal Qi is consumed by the chaotic feedback loop.
Zixuan's action: Echo Chamber reflects and consumes the enemy's own power.
Lianhua's thought: "He's turning my own strength against me! It's like my own will is being harvested!"
Round 3: The Fatal Blow - Singularity vs. Verdant Shield
Seeing her most powerful spirit beast falter, Lianhua knows desperation. She sacrifices years of cultivation, activating her ultimate defensive technique: the "Verdant Heart Shield," encasing herself in a cocoon of living crystal, nourished by the core of the mountain itself. The mountain shudders, pouring its life force into her defense.
Zixuan observes this with a detached nod. "An impressive investment. But inefficient." He raises both hands, palms facing the crystalline shield. "Observe, Elder. The ultimate optimization."
He initiates the Forbidden Spell: The Singularity. A deep hum, devoid of sound, begins to emanate from him. The air around Zixuan doesn't just grow hot; it vanishes. The mist dissipates instantly. The light itself seems to dim, drawn towards him.
The Verdant Heart Shield, though drawing upon the mountain's essence, begins to compress. Tiny cracks spiderweb across its surface. The living crystal shrivels, darkens, and shrinks as its very existence is pulled into an impossible point.
Lianhua screams, her voice muffled by the collapsing shield, as she feels not heat, but an absolute, horrifying emptiness. The mountain groans, its ancient spiritual veins ripped apart.
Outcome:
The Singularity flashes, a silent, implosive burst of nothingness. When it fades, the peak where Lianhua stood is gone. Not destroyed, but erased. A perfect, smooth, impossibly clean crater of bare, vitrified rock remains. The air is still and silent, devoid of even residual Qi.
Lord Zixuan stands unharmed at the edge of the crater, his robes still pristine. His aura, however, is severely diminished. The Singularity consumed everything, including a vast portion of his own cultivation base. He looks tired, but victorious.
"Efficient," he whispers, a single drop of crimson blood falling from his nose onto his white sleeve. He looks at it with mild annoyance. "A momentary rollback. But the market always recovers." He turns, already calculating the next spiritual vein to exploit, the next sector to expand into. The Jade Cloud Peaks, now a scarred ruin, are simply a new resource to be re-evaluated.
Lord Zixuan has "reset" his own power (bankruptcy), but the enemy, and the entire ecosystem of that mountain, has been deleted.
The cost is high, but for the Entropic Furnace, it's just a recalculation for future growth.
And finally here is the little background of it plus a little fight scene as well
This is where the story gets really interesting. The original "Fevered Sky" was a crude, self-destructive path. The Entropic Furnace is its terrifyingly efficient evolution.
The Genesis of The Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace
The First Seeker: "The Smog Hermit" (Founder of the Primitive Fevered Sky)
Long ago, in the dying era of the Qi Exhaustion Period, a cultivator named Elder Huoyan (whose name meant "Fire Eye") lived in a sect that was slowly crumbling. Their spiritual mines were barren, their medicinal gardens withered, and their Dantians ached with emptiness. Desperate, Huoyan strayed from the traditional Dao.
He ventured into the Great Ash Wastes, a land poisoned by ancient alchemical wars and the relentless spiritual drilling of prior generations. Here, where no pure Qi could be found, he made a horrifying discovery: the "Turbid Qi" and "Heat-Poison" that killed others contained a raw, chaotic energy.
Huoyan, driven by a primal fear of extinction, began to internalize this toxic energy. He developed the rudimentary "Fevered Sky" technique. His skin grew scaly, his eyes burned red, and his internal organs became a crucible of fire. He grew powerful, certainly, but his cultivation was a ticking time bomb. The sheer internal pressure and toxicity meant every breakthrough pushed him closer to self-immolation. He was a living furnace with no exhaust port.
He was a terrifying sight, feared even by his own disciples, and eventually, he did explode, taking a small mountain range with him, a testament to his raw, uncontrolled power. His sect was destroyed, a cautionary tale of hubris.
The Second Seeker: The Architect of Entropy, "Lord Zhiyuan"
Centuries later, on a continent far removed from the Ash Wastes, a new genius emerged: Lord Zhiyuan (meaning "Ultimate Resource"), a prodigious talent from a rising mercantile clan. He was not a cultivator driven by desperation, but by efficiency.
Zhiyuan was an obsessed tinkerer. He saw the traditional cultivation world as terribly inefficient. Why gather Qi for years only to use it in bursts? Why bother with fragile Dantians when the world offered limitless fuel?
One day, while researching ancient, forbidden texts (likely looted from the ruins of Huoyan's sect), he stumbled upon the remnants of the "Fevered Sky" technique. He wasn't disgusted; he was intrigued. He saw the raw power, the pure, unadulterated consumption. He saw the problem, too: the explosion.
Zhiyuan's Revelation: The Global Grid
Lord Zhiyuan's true genius lay not in gathering Qi, but in managing entropy. He didn't want to blow up. He wanted to distribute the cost.
His clan was merchants; they understood networks, supply chains, and outsourcing. Zhiyuan simply applied these principles to Qi.
"Why keep all the toxic heat within?" he mused. "Why not sell it? Or, rather, share the burden across a vast network?"
He began to experiment. He created small, disposable "spiritual conduits"—artifacts that could absorb backlash. Then he realized he could do the same with sentient beings, with land, with anything that possessed a Qi signature. He developed the "Lattice" meridian system, allowing him to dump excess "karma" and "waste heat" into his surroundings.
He wasn't absorbing pollution to become strong; he was creating pollution to maintain his strength, and then offloading the consequences onto others. His cultivation base remained pure, while the land around him withered. His disciples, unknowingly, became battery cells and waste dumps.
He taught his followers to seek out lands rich in resources, to consume them completely, and then to move on, leaving spiritual deserts in their wake. His sect, The Conglomerate of Perpetual Growth, spread like a plague across the continent, devouring spiritual veins, turning ancient forests into barren plains, and rising to unimaginable power.
Lord Zhiyuan never exploded. He lived for thousands of years, growing ever more powerful, the pristine center of a vast, blighted empire. He refined Huoyan's destructive technique into the Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace—a testament to unchecked consumption and the terrifying power of distributed consequences.
Simulated Duel: The Entropic Furnace vs. The Verdant Heart
Setting: The Jade Cloud Peaks, a lush, ancient mountain range, untouched by human influence for millennia. Mist hangs heavy, and the air pulses with vibrant wood-elemental Qi.
Combatants:
* Lord Zixuan (Purple Profundity) of the Conglomerate of Perpetual Growth.
* Technique: Divine Scripture of the Entropic Furnace (Cultivation at the Peak of Nascent Soul)
* Appearance: Impeccably clean, pristine white robes. His skin is unblemished, his aura calm. He exudes an unsettling coldness, like the vacuum of space. There's no hint of the chaos he wields.
* Elder Lianhua (Lotus Bloom) of the Verdant Heart Sect.
* Technique: Profound Scripture of the Verdant Heart (Cultivation at the Peak of Nascent Soul)
* Appearance: Robes woven with living vines and flowers. Her skin glows with a healthy, earthy vitality. Her aura is warm, nurturing, like a gentle forest breeze.
The Scene:
Lord Zixuan stands on a pristine mountain peak, surveying the verdant valley below with an almost clinical disinterest. Elder Lianhua, rooted firmly on a mossy outcrop, confronts him.
"Lord Zixuan," Lianhua's voice is calm but firm, "Your Conglomerate has despoiled the Golden Riverlands. Your advance stops here. This sacred peak will not fall to your blight."
Zixuan merely raises a perfectly manicured hand. "Elder Lianhua. Sentimentality. A luxury in this era. The Golden Riverlands were inefficient. Stagnant. We merely accelerated their transition to a higher state of utility." His words are soft, devoid of malice, yet chillingly absolute.
Round 1: Initial Engagement - The Burden of Presence
Lianhua unleashes the "Thousand Vine Entanglements," sending thick, glowing green vines erupting from the earth, coiling towards Zixuan with crushing force.
Zixuan does not move. He simply breathes. As the vines approach, they shimmer, then instantly wither and crumble to ash a meter from his body. The vibrant wood Qi within them doesn't dissipate; it's drawn towards Zixuan, pulled into his unseen Lattice network. The very ground around him visibly grays, dust replacing verdant moss. A single ancient pine tree nearby shrivels and drops its needles within seconds.
Zixuan's action: Passive consumption via the Lattice, offloading Entropy to the immediate environment.
Lianhua's thought: "He's not deflecting; he's feeding on my life force!"
Round 2: Strategic Counter - The Echo Chamber vs. Nature's Fury
Enraged, Lianhua channels her full power, summoning the "Spirit of the Jade Dragon"— a massive serpentine manifestation of pure wood Qi, its roar echoing through the mountains. The dragon lunges, jaws agape.
Zixuan merely smiles. "Redundancy." He activates the Echo Chamber. The Dragon Spirit slams into an invisible barrier, and its roar reverberates strangely. The space around the dragon twists, becoming a swirling vortex. Instead of passing through, the dragon's own Qi, its own momentum, is subtly redirected and amplified back onto itself.
The Jade Dragon, bewildered, finds itself fighting its own reflection, its own power turning against it, feeding the spatial anomaly. It begins to thrash wildly, its form flickering as its internal Qi is consumed by the chaotic feedback loop.
Zixuan's action: Echo Chamber reflects and consumes the enemy's own power.
Lianhua's thought: "He's turning my own strength against me! It's like my own will is being harvested!"
Round 3: The Fatal Blow - Singularity vs. Verdant Shield
Seeing her most powerful spirit beast falter, Lianhua knows desperation. She sacrifices years of cultivation, activating her ultimate defensive technique: the "Verdant Heart Shield," encasing herself in a cocoon of living crystal, nourished by the core of the mountain itself. The mountain shudders, pouring its life force into her defense.
Zixuan observes this with a detached nod. "An impressive investment. But inefficient." He raises both hands, palms facing the crystalline shield. "Observe, Elder. The ultimate optimization."
He initiates the Forbidden Spell: The Singularity. A deep hum, devoid of sound, begins to emanate from him. The air around Zixuan doesn't just grow hot; it vanishes. The mist dissipates instantly. The light itself seems to dim, drawn towards him.
The Verdant Heart Shield, though drawing upon the mountain's essence, begins to compress. Tiny cracks spiderweb across its surface. The living crystal shrivels, darkens, and shrinks as its very existence is pulled into an impossible point.
Lianhua screams, her voice muffled by the collapsing shield, as she feels not heat, but an absolute, horrifying emptiness. The mountain groans, its ancient spiritual veins ripped apart.
Outcome:
The Singularity flashes, a silent, implosive burst of nothingness. When it fades, the peak where Lianhua stood is gone. Not destroyed, but erased. A perfect, smooth, impossibly clean crater of bare, vitrified rock remains. The air is still and silent, devoid of even residual Qi.
Lord Zixuan stands unharmed at the edge of the crater, his robes still pristine. His aura, however, is severely diminished. The Singularity consumed everything, including a vast portion of his own cultivation base. He looks tired, but victorious.
"Efficient," he whispers, a single drop of crimson blood falling from his nose onto his white sleeve. He looks at it with mild annoyance. "A momentary rollback. But the market always recovers." He turns, already calculating the next spiritual vein to exploit, the next sector to expand into. The Jade Cloud Peaks, now a scarred ruin, are simply a new resource to be re-evaluated.
Lord Zixuan has "reset" his own power (bankruptcy), but the enemy, and the entire ecosystem of that mountain, has been deleted.
The cost is high, but for the Entropic Furnace, it's just a recalculation for future growth.
(But seriously here if it wasn't for AI helping me to create such a interesting technique I would have never even think of such a curious technique Plus without AI I probably will burn out after the first row much less all the rest side note I never really understand why so many people hate AI it's a tool not a apocalypse if you really worried about they taking your jobs trying doing something about it then)