On the way back to the dormitory.
After walking for a while, Xiao Chenyu suddenly stopped and said, “About that fight earlier…
thank you for holding back.”
He wasn’t someone who couldn’t tell right from wrong.
Qi Dao had stopped at the appropriate point during their fight, and Xiao Chenyu had remembered it the entire time.
It was just that there had been too many people around earlier, so he hadn’t felt comfortable thanking him.
Qi Dao casually replied, “There’s no need to thank me.
Just remember that I’m the first-year boss from now on.
Do whatever I tell you.”
Xiao Chenyu’s face flushed red as he gritted his teeth.
“Fine.
You’re my boss from now on.
But if I beat you someday, you’ll have to give the position back to me.”
“Your challenge is always welcome.
But…”
Qi Dao rested one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and smiled confidently.
“I’ll keep winning!”
Xiao Chenyu looked at Qi Dao’s confident, resolute eyes and his completely nonchalant expression.
He froze for a moment.
This guy…
He’s kind of cool.
…
The door opened, and they walked into the dormitory.
The moment they entered, dozens of eyes turned toward them.
Those who had been sitting on their beds, chatting or doing other things, all stopped what they were doing.
“Boss!”
Someone shouted first.
Then…
“Boss!”
A deafening chorus rang throughout the entire dormitory.
At the same time, in the neighboring dormitory—
“What the hell are those first-years yelling about?
They’re so damn noisy!”
“Sounds like they’re calling someone ‘Boss.'”
“They just started school, and they’ve already picked a boss?”
“Who is their boss?”
“I heard the City Lord’s youngest son, Young Master Xiao Chenyu, enrolled today.”
“So the first-year boss is Young Master Xiao Chenyu?”
“Must be.
I heard he has innate rank 3 soul power, and his Wolf martial soul has pretty strong offensive capabilities.”
Qi Dao established a rule.
No loud noise was allowed inside the dormitory.
If they wanted to play, they could go outside.
No one objected to the rule.
That sword strike Qi Dao had used when challenging Xiao Chenyu hadn’t caused Xiao Chenyu a particularly serious injury, but the visual impact had been enormous.
And Qi Dao’s powerful presence afterward had not only intimidated everyone at the time.
Even now, they still felt a deep sense of awe toward him.
After Qi Dao established the rule, the dormitory became much quieter.
Only then did Qi Dao return to his own bed and begin cultivating.
The cultivation method in the Douluo Continent was meditation.
At its core, it involved guiding soul power through the body, forming a complete circulation while absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to strengthen oneself.
However, when ordinary soul masters meditated, the routes taken by their soul power were complicated and winding.
This resulted in a longer time required for their soul power to complete a full circulation, naturally making the process less efficient.
It was like having two routes with the same starting point and destination.
One was a straight line.
The other was a winding curve.
Naturally, the curved route would take longer to reach the destination.
By comparison, the Mysterious Heaven Skill from the original story had a systematic route for circulating soul power.
Soul power traveled along precise meridians, so its cultivation efficiency naturally far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Qi Dao only possessed half a rank of innate soul power, so his cultivation speed was incredibly slow.
Even though placing Wushuang in front of him while cultivating had increased his cultivation speed somewhat, the improvement was still limited.
After two and a half months, his soul power was still stuck at half a rank.
Qi Dao estimated that at this rate, he would need at least another month or two to break through to rank 1.
With this cultivation speed, becoming a god was practically a joke.
So there were two paths before him.
The first was the conservative option.
He could simply cultivate honestly and steadily.
Qi Dao could clearly sense that he was different from other people, especially when it came to his talent in swordsmanship.
For example, his father had awakened an Iron Sword martial soul more than twenty years ago, yet to this day, he had never established the slightest connection with his Iron Sword martial soul.
Therefore, according to Qi Dao’s judgment, as his connection with Wushuang deepened, perhaps even reaching the legendary state of unity between man and sword, his cultivation speed would naturally increase.
The problem was that he couldn’t guarantee this would allow him to become a god.
After all, Ji Juechen from the original story had also reached the state of unity between man and sword, yet he had ultimately stopped at the Titled Douluo realm.
If he had transmigrated into Douluo Dalu but couldn’t become a god, then what would have been the point of transmigrating here?
Of course, he had a second option.
He could improve his meditation method and turn it into a cultivation technique best suited to himself.
His cultivation speed would naturally increase as a result.
The risk was somewhat greater, but the potential reward was also enormous.
As the saying went, wealth and honor were found through danger!
However, Qi Dao still hadn’t begun experimenting.
It wasn’t because he was afraid of dying.
Rather, he knew very well that his understanding was nowhere near sufficient to improve a meditation method. This story is hosted at g.com.
If he recklessly modified his meditation method, there was a very high chance he’d end up crippling himself, just like Feng Xiaotian had when creating his own soul skill.
But Qi Dao wasn’t discouraged.
He possessed an advantage that ordinary soul masters didn’t.
Others could only look inward after absorbing their first soul ring.
But Qi Dao already possessed the ability to see inside his own body.
He guessed that this was either a benefit from having lived two lifetimes or a benefit brought about by the enlightenment he had experienced on the day he awakened his martial soul.
The advantage of being able to look inward ahead of time was that he could perceive the trajectory of his soul power as it circulated through his body.
What Qi Dao needed to do was observe the paths taken by his soul power through his meridians, identify the branches where the flow split between different meridians, and then eliminate the unnecessary portions.
Unfortunately, looking inward consumed a great deal of mental energy.
Qi Dao would often feel mentally exhausted after only a few minutes, so he only did it once a day.
To strengthen his mental power and increase how long he could spend looking inward, Qi Dao came up with a method based on the novels he had read in his previous life.
During meditation, he would try to construct the shape of Wushuang inside his mind and then visualize it.
In Qi Dao’s view, a martial soul was an extension of one’s own spirit and soul.
Therefore, perhaps visualizing his martial soul could strengthen his spirit from within.
It sounded completely unreliable.
Abstract, will-based, and utterly unscientific!
But then Qi Dao thought about it.
I’m in a fantasy world.
Why am I talking about science?
There was no harm in trying.
Qi Dao had spent two months constructing the image.
Unexpectedly, it had actually worked!
At first, the Wushuang he constructed in his mind was extremely blurry.
He could barely make out the shape of a sword, and even that image was unstable.
But as time passed, the Wushuang Sword in his mind became increasingly clear and stable.
Until today!
In a place where none of the other people in the dormitory noticed, the aura around Qi Dao suddenly became slightly sharper.
The Wushuang he had constructed in his mind had finally taken complete shape.
Even the cracks on its blade were identical to those on the real sword, while the blade itself radiated a faint glow.
The moment Qi Dao visualized it, a faint stabbing pain suddenly surged through his mind, as though he had been pricked by a needle.
Yet instead of making him uncomfortable, the pain actually brought greater clarity to his mind.
The mental energy that had been drained by looking inward seemed to be nourished, like parched earth suddenly receiving a trace of water.
Does visualization have this benefit too?
Qi Dao became even more enthusiastic.
He endured the needle-like pain and continued visualizing Wushuang, gradually entering another state.
As he visualized it, the speed at which his soul power circulated through his body actually increased by a miraculous degree.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already the middle of the night!
A smile that he could barely suppress appeared on his face.
At this rate, he would need at most another ten days to half a month of cultivation to break through to rank 1.
This cultivation speed might still be inferior to that of a genius with innate full soul power.
But compared with soul masters possessing innate soul power of rank five or six, it was more than enough.
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