Set a Small Goal First

On purpose!

This little brat had definitely done it on purpose!

Long Xingyu's state of mind had collapsed. His face was black as the bottom of a pot, yet he could no longer squeeze out the slightest expression.

The clothes, already reduced to tattered strips, had to be taken off and washed. And from now on, he would still be responsible for all the household chores.

This little brat was blatantly taking revenge!

"Phew..."

"Calm down, I need to calm down!"

Long Xingyu took several deep breaths in succession before the veins on his forehead slowly receded.

He suddenly became somewhat worried about running into anyone he knew here.

Especially those former teammates from his Demon Hunt Squad.

The owner of the Divine Throne of "Doom and Slaughter," the Divine Seal Knight of "Judgment and Trial," the current Temple Master of the Knight Temple.

Yet today, he had been thoroughly arranged by a nine-year-old child.

If word got out, his former teammates would laugh their teeth out.

"Since you're so attached to them, then take them all off and wash them!"

Long Xingyu accepted reality, his voice turning somewhat muffled.

Unable to argue with Long Haoyu, Long Haochen took off his tattered clothes beneath Long Haoyu's watchful gaze.

Long Haoyu was equally decisive. He took off his tattered clothes and set them in the small courtyard, then changed into clean clothes and walked over to Bai Yue.

"Mom, it's getting late. Your health is already poor, so you should go rest."

Seeing that Bai Yue had no intention of leaving, Long Haoyu guessed that she intended to secretly help Long Xingyu wash the clothes. He pushed Bai Yue back toward the Thatched Cottage.

Bai Yue gave a bitter smile and glanced helplessly at Long Xingyu, allowing Long Haoyu to push her back into the Thatched Cottage.

"What a sin!"

Long Xingyu sighed softly, grabbed the two brothers' tattered clothes, and walked toward the other side of the courtyard.

The sounds of drawing water and scrubbing clothes soon echoed through the courtyard, occasionally accompanied by muffled panting.

After pushing Bai Yue back into the house, Long Haoyu glanced at Long Xingyu as he passed through the courtyard, then turned and returned to his own room.

His consciousness hazy, he entered the Shadow Space with practiced ease.

As usual, by the time Long Haoyu entered the Shadow Space, the Shadow Instructor was already waiting.

He held No Edge in one hand, his expression calm as he watched Long Haoyu.

The two exchanged no words. As soon as Long Haoyu assumed an attacking stance, he charged at the Shadow Instructor.

The Shadow Instructor did not waste words either. The two No Edges clashed with ringing metallic cries in the Shadow Space.

Sparks scattered through the Shadow Space as the two figures' afterimages intertwined.

Having "died" so many times, Long Haoyu was no longer helplessly beaten down like he had been last night. At the very least, he could react with a few moves.

Though he was still far from being able to injure the Shadow Instructor, much less kill him on the spot, his improvement was obvious.

After all, at the beginning, he had always been the one instantly killed. Not being instantly killed now was already tremendous progress.

Soon, Long Haoyu completed his first death of the night. After reforming his body, he did not immediately resume fighting.

"Instructor, the Knight Skills you use are all empowered by Internal Spiritual Power. You should have a method for cultivating Internal Spiritual Power here, right?" Long Haoyu pondered for a long while before asking in a deep voice.

The Shadow Instructor remained as cold as ever. "Your External Spiritual Power has not yet reached 100 points. You have not reached the threshold for cultivating Internal Spiritual Power."

"When your External Spiritual Power breaks through 100 points, I will naturally teach you how to cultivate Internal Spiritual Power. But you are not ready yet!"

Just as expected!

The Shadow Instructor really did have a method for cultivating Internal Spiritual Power.

The doubt in Long Haoyu's heart was answered, and the look in his eyes as he watched the Shadow Instructor grew fervent.

Following the rules would never make someone a true powerhouse.

True powerhouses had never taken the ordinary path.

With a cheat like the Shadow Space always at hand, failing to make use of everything it could offer would not make him a qualified owner of such a cheat.

"Instructor, let's continue!"

Long Haoyu took a deep breath, saluted, and continued.

Now that he had learned what he wanted to know, only one thought remained in his mind.

First, set a small goal: reach 100 points of External Spiritual Power.

The Shadow Instructor said nothing. Moments later, he was once again locked in a "fight to the death" with Long Haoyu.

One merciless kill after another.

One swift revival after another.

Life and death had become utterly meaningless here.

Exhilarating battles played out here to their heart's content.

Until a long while later.

Long Haoyu ended this round of training after reviving once more.

He roughly counted the number of times he had died. Neither more nor less—exactly ten.

Although he had only died ten times, he had lasted longer each time than during the forty or fifty deaths yesterday.

The Shadow Instructor said calmly, "In a single day, your strength has improved rapidly. At this rate, your External Spiritual Power will soon reach 100 points."

"I think so too." Long Haoyu replied with a smile, "It won't take long!"

The training in the Owl Ant Nest had indeed been tremendously helpful.

His younger brother had started with 25 points of spiritual power and could cultivate it to 100 points through the Owl Ant Nest in just one year.

But Long Haoyu had started with 75 points of spiritual power before entering the Owl Ant Nest. It would not take him a whole year to raise it to 100 points.

As for Internal Spiritual Power, he had decided to cultivate it in advance. Not even Jesus himself could stop him!

"Then I look forward to the day your External Spiritual Power reaches 100 points."

"When that time comes, I will teach you how to cultivate Internal Spiritual Power!"

The Shadow Instructor spoke coldly as his body faded away within the Shadow Space.

Long Haoyu's consciousness returned to his body. A faint smile touched his lips as he pondered the Shadow Instructor's final words.

His motivation immediately grew stronger, and he looked forward even more to tomorrow's training in the Owl Ant Nest.

Walking to the Paper Window of the Thatched Cottage and looking out, Long Haoyu saw that Long Xingyu was still sitting in the courtyard.

The ragged clothes were being hung over bamboo poles, while Bai Yue was nowhere in sight. His smile grew even brighter.

Long Xingyu hung every piece of ragged clothing on the bamboo poles. As he watched the strips of torn cloth dance in the wind, a faint bitterness rose in his mouth.

With his strength, washing a few clothes would not leave him sore or exhausted. He simply felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially when he looked at those ragged clothes that could no longer be worn at all, that discomfort became even stronger.

"This little fellow's potential is terrifying, and his battle instinct is equally terrifying. I didn't understand this aspect of him well enough before, which is why I carelessly misjudged things tonight."

"Tomorrow's training looks like it needs to be redesigned. The overall policy of having Haochen train together with little Haoyu will remain unchanged, but the other details may need to..."

Long Xingyu furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, "If he can break the Bamboo Sword in my hand, then tomorrow I can catch a few magic beasts and throw them into the Owl Ant Nest."

"Using this method should allow me to draw out all of little Haoyu's potential!"

"I want to see exactly where this little fellow's limit lies!"

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