Observing Mountains and Seas

Luo Yan looked at the instructor.

"Observing Mountains and Seas?"

Wei Fenghua coughed twice. "Every technique, though largely similar, has different emphases."

"Some stress rapid success—breaking through in a single day is not impossible."

"Others focus on the quantity of Essence Energy; the more you have, the greater your endurance."

"As for 'Observing Mountains and Seas,' its emphasis is on the foundation."

"As they say, a towering building rises from level ground. Cultivating this method, you may progress slower than others at first."

"But the advantage lies in a solid foundation—the further you go, the easier it becomes."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Suddenly, Wei Fenghua broke into a violent fit of coughing.

He quickly pulled out an inhaler, took a puff, and then continued.

"Next, I'll formally explain how to cultivate 'Observing Mountains and Seas.' Do not interrupt."

"If you have any questions, I'll give you a chance to ask later."

Without waiting for Luo Yan's response, Wei Fenghua took out a remote control, pressed a button, and the large screen on the Training Hall wall lit up.

A painting appeared on the screen.

It looked like an enlarged version of some mural.

In the painting.

Mountains towered ten thousand ren high, ridges rolling endlessly.

The sea stretched without bound, blue waves spanning ten thousand li.

Mountains in front, sea behind.

Mountains and sea reflecting each other.

Majestic and vast.

Wei Fenghua said, "Memorize this image. When you cultivate, you must visualize this painting in your mind."

"But for now, the focus is on the 'mountains.'"

"Concentrate on visualizing those strange peaks and mountain contours."

"Visualize the stability and grandeur of the high mountains."

"Use this to settle your Essence Energy, letting it merge into your skin, flesh, sinews, bones, and even your entire body's organs."

"When you nurture the aura of 'a thousand layers of peaks and ten thousand mountain barriers,' you will have reached the Perfection stage of basic Visualization Technique."

"At that point, you can make a breakthrough and enter the 'Observing Sea' phase, which is the cultivation of intermediate Visualization Technique."

Next, Wei Fenghua guided Luo Yan on how to coordinate his breathing during visualization, how to sense Essence Energy, and how to draw it into his body through the method of inhalation and exhalation.

This lecture.

Lasted nearly two hours.

Throughout, Luo Yan heeded the instructor's instructions.

He did not interrupt.

Even when he had doubts, he suppressed them in his heart.

"In short, the Observing Mountains and Seas technique can carry you through basic and intermediate cultivation."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. If you have questions, ask now."

After speaking, Wei Fenghua started coughing again.

Luo Yan did not immediately ask questions.

He silently walked to one side of the Training Hall.

Brought back a folding chair, opened it, and placed it beside Wei Fenghua.

Wei Fenghua glanced at the chair, didn't stand on ceremony, and sat down.

Only then did Luo Yan raise his doubts.

"How many grades does Visualization Technique have?"

"How many levels within each grade?"

"Do different grades of Visualization Technique require cultivating different methods?"

He asked seven or eight questions in total.

Wei Fenghua smiled slightly and said, "According to our discoveries in that 'world,' Visualization Technique is divided into realms like Foundation Building, Aperture Opening, and Sea Gathering."

"But we found it too cumbersome, so we revised it into grades like basic, beginner, intermediate, and advanced."

"Above advanced, there are also realms like Mystic Mastery, Blade Awakening, and Winged Ascension."

"But you're still far from dealing with those, so I won't go into detail for now."

"As for the levels, each grade has five layers, plus a 'Perfection' stage."

"But even without reaching Perfection, you can still break through—it depends on the situation and allows for flexible handling."

"Different grades do require cultivating different methods."

"However, the academy can only provide up to Advanced Cultivation Methods, and even then, certain conditions must be met."

"As for what comes after, you'll need other channels, or even explore that 'world' to have any hope of obtaining them."

Wei Fenghua answered each of Luo Yan's questions one by one.

Luo Yan noted it all down and nodded. "I have no more questions."

"Then begin cultivating."

Under Wei Fenghua's watchful gaze, Luo Yan used the method he had just been taught.

He consciously controlled his breathing while simultaneously visualizing a grand scene of mountains and seas in his mind.

At first, he struggled to multitask—either his breathing rhythm faltered or the image in his mind couldn't hold steady.

Wei Fenghua patiently corrected him, again and again.

Gradually, Luo Yan found the knack.

His breathing began to shift, and he sensed faint, warm threads in the surrounding air slowly seeping into his body, flowing through him.

Following his instructor's guidance, Luo Yan consciously directed these threads toward his skin.

Letting them permeate every inch of his flesh.

As Luo Yan focused entirely on his cultivation, he didn't notice his skin faintly glowing, showing traces of a rocky texture.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Then he heard Wei Fenghua's prompt: "That's enough."

So he ended his first cultivation session since enrolling.

He found his body drenched in sweat, which was sour and foul-smelling, with a hint of fishiness.

Wei Fenghua stood up and said, "Go back and take a shower. From now on, cultivate on your own—tell me when you reach 'Primary Level Two.'"

Luo Yan raised his hand and asked, "How will I know when I've reached 'Primary Level Two'?"

Wei Fenghua coughed twice and said lightly, "You'll know when you get there."

"Remember, for this first layer, you must let Yuan Power fully permeate every inch of your skin."

"Start with the limbs, then the torso, until every part of your body is soaked in Yuan Power."

"Even your eyelids can't be left out."

Luo Yan nodded, committing it to memory.

Leaving the Training Hall, he returned to the dormitory alone.

On the way, he saw many classmates coming back.

Most of them wore smiles on their faces.

Clearly, the afternoon's lessons had been fruitful.

When he reached the Dormitory Area, he saw Luo Beichen, who smiled and nodded at Luo Yan.

He seemed to have forgotten the morning's unpleasantness.

Luo Yan ignored him, hugging the wall as he walked, quickly disappearing into the distance.

Luo Beichen withdrew his gaze, smiled, and walked into the dormitory.

Just then, his phone rang.

Right at that moment, the Pale-faced Youth walked in.

Luo Beichen glanced at him.

The latter slapped his forehead. "Damn, I think I left something behind."

He turned and left, making sure to close the door.

Only then did Luo Beichen take a deep breath and answer the call.

It was from Luo Tianyi.

Luo Beichen said, "Dad," but there was no sound from the other end.

After a few seconds, Luo Tianyi's voice finally came through.

"Foolish!"

Luo Beichen's expression shifted slightly, but he didn't respond.

Luo Tianyi continued, "Who told you to meddle? Did I need your help?"

"Just study well—that's the biggest help you can give me!"

"You've only just enrolled on your first day, and you're already thinking about setting up a murder."

"Do you really think killing some wild kid from the surface will be enough to topple Di Zheng?"

"If he were that easy to bring down, he'd have fallen long ago."

After that round of lecturing.

Luo Tianyi fell silent again.

Then he spoke: "You're not your big brother. You don't have his vision or his ability."

"That's why I've never set high expectations for you."

"Why can't you even meet this one small demand?"

Luo Beichen's face suddenly flushed red. His breathing grew rapid, and he ground his teeth.

But he still said nothing.

Luo Tianyi continued: "Forget it. Since you've already decided to fight the Death Match, I won't say anything more."

"I'll do my best to provide you with resources, but remember this—if you lose in the ring, or even get yourself killed."

"That was your choice."

"Afterward, I won't, and I can't, avenge you."

"Or."

"Should I arrange for you to drop out?"

Only then did Luo Beichen speak, his voice dark: "I'm not dropping out."

"I know you've never thought much of me."

"I'll make you change your mind."

"Right here!"

He pointed forcefully at the ground.

"Fine."

Luo Tianyi left that curt word behind and hung up.

Luo Beichen put away his phone and adjusted his expression.

By the time the knock came at the door, he was already smiling.

"Come in."

The next day.

Daytime still had academic classes.

This time, the teacher was a woman.

She looked to be in her early thirties, with long hair tied into a high ponytail.

A bandage was stuck to her face. She wore a tank top, with her shirt tied around her waist.

She also had a pair of work gloves on her hands.

She looked like she'd just stepped away from a workbench.

"My name is Zhao Yidan. I'll be teaching your Mech General Knowledge Class."

The female teacher scribbled some words on the blackboard.

Skeleton! Joints! Outer Armor! Engine! Power Source!

After writing them down.

She turned around and tossed the chalk aside carelessly.

Then she spoke.

"A mech's skeleton is similar to an animal's bones or a ship's keel."

"It serves as the support for the mech's form and the internal main structure that drives the mech's movement."

"To a great extent, it determines the mech's mobility."

"In battle, a mature pilot must consciously protect the mech's skeleton."

"Better to let the Outer Armor be damaged or even destroyed than to let the skeleton suffer harm or breakage."

"Because if the Outer Armor is damaged, simple repairs or replacements can restore the mech to perfect condition."

"But if the skeleton is compromised, not only do maintenance costs skyrocket, but in many cases, it's extremely difficult to repair."

"So, you little brats, all of you better pay attention."

"If you dare damage the skeleton, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Yidan's eyes widened, her Aura fierce.

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