Ling Chang'e was clearing her meridians to strengthen the connection between her soul power and herself. She found that to use her soul power naturally, she still had to concentrate on it. Her limbs and bones were reflected in her mind, and her soul power flowed slowly through them.
The warm breath filled her entire body. She could see her whole body. The green soul power flowed through her limbs and bones, nourishing her meridians and making her body and soul power more compatible.
After a soul master awakens their martial soul, soul power naturally emerges. Soul power and martial soul exist simultaneously, but it doesn't mean the soul master can fully utilize the soul power without guidance.
To put it simply, the practice of a soul master is the practice of soul power and martial soul.
Ling Chang'e felt her soul power and used her mind to guide it to flow in her dantian. The soul power and body completely merged into one. The warm feeling filled her whole body and relaxed her brows.
To be honest, the warm feeling was quite comfortable. It's like returning to the mother's embrace and generally, people will not resist this feeling. By circulating her soul power and mobilizing her aura, Ling Chang'e was surrounded by green soul power, filled with green light.
The soul power flowed through the meridians, slowly nourishing her entire body, thus providing a protective effect. Under her gaze, the soul power flowing in her meridians became strands, as transparent as hair. If it weren't for the extremely special color, Ling Chang'e would have found it difficult to detect its existence.
The sensation of cultivation was so comfortable!
Ling Chang'e, who enjoyed the benefits brought by her practice, immediately became addicted to it and couldn't extricate herself.
In a world where the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon, strength is the most important thing. With Spirit Hall's support, she didn't need to worry about cultivation resources, but she had to work hard to prove her value to them.
People without value are not worthy of being trained by the Spirit Hall. If you want others to invest in you, you have to let them see your potential. The cultivation resources of the Spirit Hall are not unlimited, so they focus on spirit masters with higher talents.
Unless a soul master with low talent encounters a miracle, it is difficult for them to reach a higher level. Talent plays a huge role in the soul master's journey. Time seemed to stretch for Ling Chang'e. She was so absorbed in her practice that she forgot about the changes around her.
When the next day's sunlight shone on the earth, Ling Chang'e had still not woken up from her meditation. A green mark, resembling a heart surrounded by several leaves, appeared between her eyebrows. If Ling Chang'e woke up, she would certainly recognize this as the Dendro attribute symbol of the continent of Teyvat.
A few minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door. A familiar voice interrupted Ling Chang'e's meditation and forced her to wake up. Her thoughts returned, and she immediately recognized the voice as Guangling Douluo's.
Thinking about what happened last night, Ling Chang'e felt that Guangling Douluo was acting childish. Of course, she was also childish. But she was now a six-year-old child, and it was normal for her to behave that way. Guangling Douluo, however, was over eighty years old!
It was too much for a man in his eighties to compare his childishness with a six-year-old child like her!
Ling Chang'e stood up. After sitting cross-legged all night, her feet felt a little numb, but they quickly returned to normal.
Soul power has a huge impact on the human body. In the past, Ling Chang'e couldn't sit cross-legged for more than ten minutes. But after awakening her martial soul and possessing soul power, she only felt a little soreness and slight numbness in her feet after sitting cross-legged for an entire night.
She was still just a soul master and had not yet reached the level of a great soul master. No wonder soul masters are so respected on Douluo Continent. Although Douluo Continent may be a "sewer" in the fantasy world, it was still a surprising new experience for Ling Chang'e, who had nothing in her previous life.
She had been an ordinary person before. But after traveling to Douluo Continent and awakening her martial spirit, she gained new powers, making this novel experience something Ling Chang'e found joyful.
"Little thing."
"Get up."
"The sun is rising."
Guangling Douluo's lazy voice came from the entrance of the hall and reached Ling Chang'e's ears. Hearing his voice, Ling Chang'e didn't think much and walked directly toward the palace gate with her short legs.
The door creaked open, and what greeted her eyes was Guangling Douluo, looking as lazy as ever. His long silver hair cascaded to his waist, with messy strands on top of his head. His right eye, not covered by ice and snow, had a dazed expression. Looking at his rosy face and recalling the scene she saw in their bedroom last night, Ling Chang'e pretended to know nothing.
Today, Guangling Douluo wore a light white robe, his limbs covered with white armor, looking much more serious. But no matter how serious his appearance was, it couldn't change the fact that Guangling Douluo was an old child. As soon as he opened his mouth, he interrupted Ling Chang'e's fantasy about him.
"Little thing."
Ling Chang'e pursed her lips and looked at him, then said, "Old thing."
This was the same phrase Guangling Douluo had used earlier, so she couldn't let herself be at a disadvantage. Besides, Guangling Douluo had taught her that one should never suffer losses in life.
He told her, "You can eat anything, but you can't suffer losses." Now, she could just return that line to him. A glimmer of cunningness appeared in Ling Chang'e's eyes, and she looked at him happily.
"Humph."
Guangling Douluo snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction. Then he grabbed Ling Chang'e's little hand and pulled her forward.
"Let's go."
"Today I will take you to Angel Village to broaden your horizons. You must keep quiet when we get there."
"Even if you are surprised, you have to pretend to know everything. You can lose the fight but not the battle. You are my disciple, Guangling, and you represent my reputation. Everyone knows that I, Guangling Douluo, attach great importance to my reputation, so you have to disguise yourself."
Hearing Guangling Douluo's words, Ling Chang'e was speechless.
"Value face?!" She thought. "He is so thick-skinned that he can say that."
If Guangling Douluo cared about his reputation, he wouldn't be so childish as to play around with a child like her. To put it bluntly, he was just putting on a show.
"My words don't count!"
Ling Chang'e sighed helplessly in her heart. Forget it, it's not bad to meet a funny master. At least he took her to heart and taught her, rather than leaving her to others. After walking for half an hour, Ling Chang'e was out of breath, with beads of sweat the size of beans running down her cheeks.
She opened her eyes wide and convinced herself to keep going. She was competitive by nature and didn't want to ask anyone for help on such trivial matters. Guangling Douluo noticed her unstable breathing and saw the beads of sweat dripping onto his wrist. Without a word, he picked up Ling Chang'e in a princess carry.
Guangling Douluo didn't say anything but glanced at her. This look made Ling Chang'e feel that something bad was about to happen.
"Little thing."
As if foretelling Ling Chang'e's intuition, Guangling Douluo said slowly, "After we finish things in Angel Village, I'll take you to exercise."
"You're out of breath after just this short walk. Your health is too poor."
"You need to learn how to be a teacher."
"Master."
Ling Chang'e lowered her voice and asked, "How far did you walk when you were six?"
"Of course."
Guangling Douluo said without hesitation.
"Why?"
"Uhh..."
Guangling Douluo fell silent.
"Because you burned Qingluan Douluo's house."
A strong voice sounded behind them, and Ling Chang'e turned around to see it was Xiongshi Douluo.
"Qingluan chased you and beat you that day, so you developed the skill of escaping."