After seeing Granny Huanyin off, Ling Tian gave Elder Ling a few more instructions, then went into seclusion to recover. This time, he chose a mountain behind the Lingxiao Pavilion palace complex. Carving out a cave dwelling on the mountain was easy enough for him. After laying down a few arrays, his place of seclusion was ready.
After settling Little Bite, who had fallen into a deep sleep, Ling Tian sat cross-legged and prepared to heal his soul.
"Ling Tian, it'd be a waste of time to do nothing but heal your soul," Poqiong said, reminding him, "Recover while comprehending the cultivation arts and secret techniques you've learned. It'll help improve your combat strength."
"Mm." Ling Tian nodded and murmured to himself, "Martial Ancestor was right. I've learned too many cultivation arts and secret techniques, but I haven't mastered how to use them together. Against an expert, I'll leave openings. I might as well take this opportunity to study them properly."
"Right, there's also what Yun Tian taught you. He's a genius, and his experience will be very useful to you," Poqiong reminded him again.
Ling Tian nodded and said no more. He tried to guide the Chaos Qi in his dantian toward his soul. Wisps of hazy energy seeped into his Nascent Soul, slowly healing its injuries. The process was so slow that, if the energy hadn't been acting directly on his soul, he might not even have noticed it.
He'd known this would happen, so Ling Tian wasn't too discouraged. At this rate, it'll take two hundred years to heal completely. It's far too slow.
As he thought this, Ling Tian's mind stirred. The Bodhi Tree in his mind quivered softly, and hazy golden light spilled down, enveloping his Nascent Soul. The golden light and Chaos Qi worked