After returning home, Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou were still in a state of disbelief.
Their son had been taken as a disciple by the most powerful titled Douluo in the sect. From now on, he would be personally trained by him, and his future achievements would undoubtedly be limitless.
It took a long time for the two of them to truly calm down.
Chen Feng patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, his eyes filled with fervor as he instructed, "Yuan'er, from now on, you must serve your master diligently and never disobey him. The lineage of the titled Douluo is the only direct line of our Chen family. Since he has no children, you are now his sole heir…"
Although the once-prestigious Chen family had joined the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, becoming part of the main lineage still held significant appeal for the Chen family members. After all, it was an honor that could be engraved on the Pope's Token of the Spirit Hall.
Chen Yuan didn't dampen Chen Feng's enthusiasm. Instead, he nodded and said, "Dad, I understand."
At this moment, Xu Yunrou pulled Chen Yuan away from Chen Feng, her face filled with reluctance as she said, "Son, I'm different from your father. I just hope you'll take good care of yourself while you're with the titled Douluo. I never expected that during this trip back to the sect for your Martial Soul Awakening, you would be taken as a disciple by Sword Douluo. Tomorrow, your father and I will return to Winchester City to oversee the sect's business there. It might be months before we see each other again. I'm really worried you won't adjust to life without us around."
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's business spanned the entire continent. To establish a foothold in each city, even with the sect's reputation, they needed powerful spirit masters to oversee operations. Because of this, Chen Yuan hadn't always lived at the sect's mountain gate.
The thought of parting with his parents brought a touch of sadness to Chen Yuan, even though he had lived two lives. However, this wasn't a permanent farewell, so he smiled and said, "Mom, I've grown up. I can take care of myself."
Seeing Chen Yuan's smile, both Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou felt reassured. They knew their son had always been independent and far more mature than other children his age.
Nevertheless, the couple spent the rest of the afternoon going over various details and precautions about living in the sect. Before they knew it, the day had passed.
Dinner was brought in by servants, and after eating, Chen Yuan washed up early and returned to his room.
Only now did Chen Yuan have time to reflect.
'It's been six years since I came to the Douluo Continent, and I've finally awakened my Martial Soul. In a world dominated by Martial Souls, I'm fortunate to have been born into a good family. If I had been born a commoner with a trash-tier Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass, it would have been a disaster.'
Chen Yuan's eyes grew brighter as he thought, 'Although the future of the continent is turbulent, as long as I'm strong enough, I'll have the confidence to face any danger. If I can even become a god, I'll gain near-eternal life. The gods of Douluo Continent may have limited power, but their lifespans are practically infinite. That's one of the few advantages.'
At this thought, a look of determination appeared on Chen Yuan's face.
'If I want to become a god, I need to start planning for opportunities early. But for now, I'll focus on cultivating step by step…'
With that, Chen Yuan sat cross-legged on his bed. He had already learned his family's meditation technique, and now it was finally time to put it to use.
Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Chen Yuan recalled the Martial Soul Awakening from earlier in the day. He began to circulate the soul power within his body.
With innate level nine soul power, his affinity for soul power was extremely high. On his first attempt, he successfully sensed the external soul power. By circulating his internal soul power, he attracted the external soul power into his body, converting it into his own. This was the essence of meditation cultivation.
In truth, the meditation techniques of Douluo Continent were relatively primitive. They heavily relied on innate talent—the higher one's innate soul power, the faster they could cultivate, while those with low innate soul power progressed much more slowly.
This was why Tang San, with his Xuantian Skill, was able to achieve innate full soul power and even used it all the way to godhood.
A cultivation technique from a martial arts world was like a higher-dimensional attack on Douluo Continent's meditation methods.
However, Chen Yuan didn't have the luxury of pondering such matters at the moment. He was fully focused on increasing his soul power. The gradual accumulation of soul power felt quite novel to him.
For his first cultivation session, Chen Yuan only lasted two hours before exhaustion forced him to exit the meditative state.
His eyes were tired, but his expression was thoughtful.
'Accumulating soul power requires consistent effort, but it would be great if I could increase the efficiency of my cultivation. The meditation technique is ultimately quite primitive. If only I could get my hands on Tang San's Xuantian Skill…'
Chen Yuan shook his head at the thought. Given Tang San's personality, that would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
Leaning back on the bed, Chen Yuan raised his left hand and looked at the storage-type soul tool ring on his middle finger. The silver-white ring was adorned with a red gemstone. Even without considering its function as a storage soul tool, its craftsmanship alone was exceptionally luxurious.
After a moment of thought, Chen Yuan channeled his soul power into the ring, and he seemed to see its interior.
Aside from various rare treasures that clearly held immense value, there was also a small mountain of gold soul coins, filling the nine cubic meters of space inside.
Chen Yuan couldn't help but marvel. Ning Fengzhi's generosity in courting talent was truly impressive. To Ning Fengzhi, this might have just been an ordinary storage soul tool for spare change.
Chen Yuan sighed inwardly.
'If only Tang San were as easily swayed by money. I could try to buy the Xuantian Skill from him when he's at his poorest. But that's just wishful thinking. He'd probably just say, "You know my secret, so you deserve death."'
A moment later, Chen Yuan felt his eyelids growing heavy. He withdrew his soul power, pulled up the blanket, and soon drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning, Chen Yuan was awakened at the crack of dawn. After having breakfast with his parents, Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou took him to Chen Xin's residence.
Chen Xin had said yesterday that Chen Yuan would begin training with him this morning.
Despite their reluctance, Chen Feng and Xu Yunrou bid farewell to Chen Yuan and left the mountain after delivering him to Chen Xin.
Watching his parents' figures disappear into the distance, Chen Yuan felt a pang of sadness. At that moment, Chen Xin appeared silently behind him and said, "Yuan'er, come with me. From now on, you'll live with me. Your meals, schedule, and training will all be arranged by me. All you need to do is give your all to meet my expectations."
Chen Yuan turned around and bowed to Chen Xin, saying, "Yes, Master."
With that, Chen Yuan followed Chen Xin as they walked deeper into the back mountains.
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