btth: crafting even heaven

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🌀 **Xiao Clan Estate – Dawn of a New Cycle**

As the first light of day crept through the curtains of Tianzun's chamber, he stirred awake with a singular thought surging through his mind—it was time to begin.

Tianzun sat up and immediately summoned his system interface with a flick of his fingers. A thin blue screen shimmered into existence, revealing his current status. He navigated to the system customization panel, selecting a new function creation tab.

> *"System, initiate 'Sect Module Construction' protocol."*

The interface responded instantly:

**\[Confirm request: New Module - Sect Management System?]**

"Confirm."

A whirl of energy traced sigils in the air before him, as data flowed into visual structures. The base outline of his sect management interface took form. Tianzun took a deep breath and began to define the structure.

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📂 **Tianzun's Sect Management System Interface**

**\[Tian Shuan Sect Hierarchy - Configuration Mode]**

1. **Patriarch**

* \[Holder: Tianzun (System-bound)]

* Privileges: All commands, techniques creation, missions, promotions, summoning rights.

2. **Supreme Elders**

* \[Slots: 3 max initially]

* Role: Sect Advisors, Formation Strategy, Elders' Council Decision Makers.

3. **Elders**

* \[Slots: 9 initially, expandable]

* Role: Hall Masters, Trainers, Specialized Departments (Alchemy, Tactics, Weaponry).

4. **Core Disciples**

* Role: Chosen talents, directly tutored by Patriarch or Elders.

5. **Inner Disciples**

* Role: Elite members selected through Sect Tournaments.

6. **Outer Disciples**

* Open-entry sect members. Handle missions, sect infrastructure, and minor duties.

Each level of the hierarchy included tabs for promotion eligibility, loyalty meter, contributions, and soul-brand loyalty contracts.

> *"Good. This structure will do for now."*

Tianzun finalized the layout, locking in the core code.

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🔮 **Crafting Realm – Morning Training Hall**

Tianzun entered the crafting realm shortly after completing the system setup. A clear field surrounded by ancient formation pillars flickered into being. Today, he wouldn't train his body or Dou Qi, but something subtler.

He had created two new battle techniques recently, and it was time to master them fully.

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🌟 **Technique Focus 1: Shadow Chain Palm**

**Type**: Mid-tier Dou Skill (Control/Offense Hybrid)

**Description**: A palm strike that generates spectral chains from the user's shadow. These chains bind the opponent, weakening their movement while dealing constrictive damage.

Tianzun took a stance. His shadow rippled unnaturally beneath his feet. With a sharp palm thrust, black chains erupted from his shadow, spiraling toward a summoned illusion target.

The chains wrapped but broke mid-coil.

> *"Too rigid. I need to inject Qi on the final release, not the start."*

He restructured the flow. Second try. Then third. On the fifth strike, the illusion was completely immobilized.

**\[Mastery increased: 87% → 93%]**

> *"Closer. One or two more sessions and it will be mine."*

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🌟 **Technique Focus 2: Meteoric Break Step**

**Type**: High-tier Dou Skill (Movement/Acceleration)

**Description**: A footwork technique that allows the user to accelerate in explosive bursts, breaking short-range speed limits. Best used in unpredictable evasion or strike timing.

Tianzun breathed deep and marked several runes into the training field. These runes would simulate obstacles, delay factors, and reaction-time traps.

He began slowly.

Step.

Burst.

Feint.

Acceleration.

With each round, he pushed harder.

Dust kicked up in violent waves. His form flickered, vanished, and reappeared across the field like a comet dancing between stars.

The ninth round, he misjudged a stop. Skid. Roll. Crash.

He rose slowly, spitting out a leaf.

> *"Still too linear on the fifth step. I need a break vector before the pivot."*

He adjusted his form, nodded, and repeated the sequence.

**\[Mastery increased: 76% → 86%]**

> *"Better. Enough for today."*

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🏠 **Back in the Real World – Late Afternoon**

Returning to his chamber, Tianzun stood before his window, the golden sun warming his face.

He whispered, "Tian Shuan Sect... born not from ambition, but from necessity. And soon, it will rise."

Behind him, the new system panel shimmered faintly—awaiting members, missions, and history to be forged.

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**End of Chapter 31**