"Grandpa, you're joining them in making fun of me too!"
Meng Hongchen said, both embarrassed and angry.
Jing Hóngchén laughed heartily. He had long noticed that the blood on Meng Hongchen's skirt had come from an external source, and he was merely teasing his granddaughter on purpose.
"But if you truly like Zi Yao, I won't object. It's just that a genius like him may not be willing to be bound by a woman."
Jing Hóngchén changed the subject.
The strong were proud.
Therefore, powerful Soul Masters often sought equally powerful partners.
Meng Hongchen's talent was decent.
But compared to Zi Yao, it fell rather short.
"What nonsense are you saying again? I'm ignoring you all!"
Meng Hongchen ran back to her room with a flushed face. Recalling her grandfather's words, her right hand unconsciously moved to her neck, and her face seemed to redden even more.
After returning to the dormitory, Zi Yao did not immediately sit on the bed to meditate and cultivate Soul Power. Instead, he tried cultivating Life Force and Destruction Power.
Calling it cultivation—
It was really just a step-by-step attempt to gain control over those powers.
"When I entered deep meditation, the Destruction Power in my right hand was actually drawn out on its own, and it didn't harm me."
"It must have been because my Yang Energy was excessive at the time. As expected, balancing these two powers requires the harmony of yin and yang."
He pondered for a moment.
Yin and yang were the grand principles of the plane, elusive and intangible. Mortals found it difficult to comprehend their mysteries.
In the Douluo Plane,
perhaps this was a path of grand principles only those at the God King realm could attempt to comprehend.
"The path of yin and yang is far