I, Miyamoto, the Strongest Supporting Role!

Miyamoto Ichiro continued training for some time before Rota stopped him. Training qi was not something that could be achieved overnight; it was a process that required persistence.

The amount of training each day had to be kept within reasonable limits. Two to three hours was enough. Besides, the primary method of cultivation in this world was Breathing Techniques; qi could only serve as support.

"Disciple, remember this: qi cultivation can only be used as an aid. Your main focus should still be your Breathing Technique."

Miyamoto Ichiro nodded solemnly. He trusted Rota's words without reservation.

Rota tapped Miyamoto Ichiro's chest with an aged yet powerful finger and instructed, "The qi within you is still insufficient to unleash the Golden Light Spell. You will need a long period of training before you can use it. For now, I can teach you the incantation for the Golden Light Spell."

Miyamoto Ichiro replied attentively, "No problem, Master. I'm ready."

Rota let out a breath, his beard and brows swaying gently in the breeze, before slowly reciting, "The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi. Cultivated through countless kalpas, proving my divine powers. Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao stands supreme. Golden light fills my body, shrouding and reflecting upon me."

As Rota's stirring words rang out, a streak of golden radiance enveloped his body, its golden glow illuminating a vast stretch of the surrounding area.

However, Rota was merely giving a brief demonstration and quickly withdrew the Golden Light Spell. After all, he had no wish to cause any unnecessary commotion.

"So this is the power of the Golden Light Spell? Will I become like you someday?" Miyamoto Ichiro looked at Rota with envy.

Rota calmly looked at Miyamoto Ichiro, then curled his lips into