Distraction Control Method

The next morning.

At the Pope's Palace, Ji Wushuang strolled in leisurely. Looking at Bibi Dong, who sat on the Pope's throne with her eyes closed in rest, he softly called, "Teacher?"

Bibi Dong slightly raised her brows and said, "Come here."

"Yes." Ji Wushuang froze for a moment.

The expected sword did not appear. Today was unexpectedly peaceful.

When he arrived beside Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong picked up the Scepter. The gemstone atop it suddenly lit up, and a dreamlike radiance appeared, falling into her hand.

Ji Wushuang focused his gaze, and his heart trembled.

As the glow gradually faded, it was revealed to be a Head Spirit Bone.

"Your Sword Control Technique places great demands on Spiritual Power. This Head Spirit Bone came from a sixty-thousand-year-old Holy Illusory Demon Ape. It is a purely spiritual-type Spirit Bone. If you absorb it, your Sword Control Technique should become even more effortless, and you will also be able to control all the flying swords in the Peerless Sword Casket sooner."

Bibi Dong solemnly handed the Spirit Bone to Ji Wushuang.

"Teacher, this is far too precious!"

An uncontrollable look of shock appeared on Ji Wushuang's face.

He remembered this Spirit Bone. Even within Spirit Hall, it was extremely rare. In the original work, it had been obtained by Tang San. Together with the other two Spirit Bones, it had dealt Spirit Hall a heavy loss.

And now, it was right before his eyes.

"If I'm giving it to you, then take it. Stop playing dumb."

"As long as you remember what your teacher has done for you and do not let me down."

A trace of complexity flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.

"This disciple will certainly not disappoint Teacher's expectations."

"I will devote myself wholly to Teacher's cause until death."

Ji Wushuang took the Spirit Bone, tucked it into his pouch, and spoke with righteous conviction.

Bibi Dong raised her brows.

His words sounded so pleasant?!

He had even said something like "devote myself wholly until death"!

It seemed her training had been quite effective!

"I am very pleased that you can say that."

Approval surfaced in Bibi Dong's eyes. She gently rubbed Ji Wushuang's cheek and smiled faintly.

"This is the Distraction Control Method. It will be very helpful for your Sword Control Technique."

"After absorbing the Spirit Bone, study it carefully."

"The Distraction Control Method should not be too difficult for you."

"Thank you, Teacher!" Ji Wushuang did not even know what words could express how he felt at that moment.

Bibi Dong said lazily, "Absorb the Spirit Bone here with your teacher. That way, you will not be discovered while absorbing it elsewhere and attract the covetous eyes of others."

"Yes."

Ji Wushuang still felt as though he were dreaming.

He had obtained such a rare spiritual-type Head Spirit Bone, along with the Distraction Control Method, just like that.

He remembered... this Distraction Control Method seemed to have come from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Ji Wushuang sat cross-legged and began absorbing the Spirit Bone. A seven-colored stream of light encircled his head, dreamlike and illusory.

After glancing at him, Bibi Dong closed her eyes and rested.

The absorption lasted five days before finally ending. The moment Ji Wushuang opened his eyes, he discovered that his eyesight had improved more than fivefold.

This Head Spirit Bone had granted him a pure increase in Spiritual Power.

His current Spiritual Power was no weaker than that of a Soul Ancestor above level forty, perhaps even stronger.

The instant he awoke, Bibi Dong opened her eyes and looked over. "Come here and let your teacher take a look."

Ji Wushuang rose and walked over, asking, "Teacher, how strong is my Spiritual Power now?"

Bibi Dong examined him closely and said, "Below Soul King, even spiritual-type Soul Masters are inferior to you. Very good. Very powerful."

"When you reach level forty, perhaps you can try absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring."

"Do you know what you must pay particular attention to when absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

Ji Wushuang thought for a moment before answering, "It should be the soul shock produced by the remnant soul of the Spirit Beast within a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. For Soul Masters with weak Spiritual Power, it is fatal."

"Correct." Bibi Dong nodded with a smile. "After your teacher's training over the past two years, your physical strength already far surpasses that of Soul Masters of the same level. Now that you have absorbed a Spirit Bone, you have made up for the weakness of insufficient Spiritual Power. When you reach level forty, would you dare to try a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

"This disciple is very confident!" Ji Wushuang said with a smile.

"Don't be too confident. Maintain a sense of danger and handle everything with caution," Bibi Dong warned.

"This disciple will remember." Ji Wushuang smiled awkwardly.

He had wanted to show off a little, only to end up being lectured again.

"You've already been here for five days. It's time to go back and get some rest as well." Bibi Dong waved her hand.

"Then... this disciple will take his leave first. Teacher, you should return and rest early too." After saluting, Ji Wushuang turned and left.

After Ji Wushuang left, Bibi Dong also departed from the Pope's Palace. During the five days Ji Wushuang had spent absorbing the Spirit Bone, she had remained in the Pope's Palace the entire time as well.

Martial Soul Hall Academy.

Ji Wushuang headed straight to the academy cafeteria, ready to enjoy a hearty meal.

"Crunch, crunch—"

Dozens of plates were stacked into a small mountain. Behind it, Ji Wushuang ate with all his might.

He was already somewhat famous at Martial Soul Hall Academy, and this certainly did nothing for his image. But after going hungry for five days, he couldn't care less about such things. Besides, he had never been one to fuss over them.

"Ji Wushuang, where the hell have you been?"

"We couldn't find you for five days straight! I thought you'd gone off to obtain another Soul Ring!"

Yan suddenly appeared.

Looking at Ji Wushuang devouring food like a starving ghost, he opened his mouth.

"You... how many days has it been since you last ate?"

Hu Liena asked worriedly, "Brother Wushuang, do you want us to get you some more?"

After swallowing his food, Ji Wushuang smiled. "No, no, I've had enough. Just order whatever you want to eat."

"Brother Wushuang, I feel like you're a little different from before." Hu Liena blinked. As a spiritual-type Soul Master, she was extremely sensitive to Spiritual Power, which was why she asked.

"I secluded myself for a few days. My Spiritual Power improved quite a bit," Ji Wushuang said with a smile.

"No wonder..." Hu Liena suddenly understood.

"Ji Wushuang, after you finish eating, let's spar. Let your brother here see how much you've improved." Yan clenched his fists and grinned.

"I want to try as well..." Xie Yue said calmly.

"Since you're both so sincerely asking to be defeated, I suppose I have no choice but to grant your wish." Ji Wushuang smiled faintly.

On the Soul Dueling Arena at the training grounds.

Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena formed a triangle around Ji Wushuang.

"First Soul Skill, Hell Lava Charge!"

Yan shouted as dark-red flames spread across his entire body and he charged toward Ji Wushuang.

"Even if your Sword Control Technique can split up its attacks, there's no way you can defeat all three of us!"

"First Soul Skill, Slash!"

Xie Yue swung his Moon Blades, sending flying slashes toward Ji Wushuang.

"First Soul Skill, Fox Fire Command!"

"Brother Wushuang, be careful!"

"My Fox Fire Command is a locking Soul Skill!"

Hu Liena cried out.

As her First Soul Ring lit up, three clusters of pink flames circled around her.

With her Spiritual Power locked onto Ji Wushuang—

The three flames moved according to her will.

Yet they had only one target: Ji Wushuang.

"Qingshuang, Cloud Shuttle!"

The Peerless Sword Casket suddenly opened, and two flying swords shot straight toward Xie Yue and Yan.

They were so fast that both men's expressions changed.

"Finger-Twisting Softness!"

The sharp and extraordinarily flexible Finger-Twisting Softness flew from its sheath, shattering all three fireballs in an instant.

"Nana, Xie Yue, you'd better use your Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"Otherwise, there won't be any suspense at all."

Ji Wushuang glanced at Xie Yue and Yan, who had been forced back by Qingshuang and Cloud Shuttle, and smiled.