Breakthrough to Level Twenty

All day long, Liu Feng had been wrapped in a warm ocean of happiness, with an atmosphere of joy following him everywhere.

From the moment he learned in the Early Morning that his Soul Skill had been successfully analyzed, delight had exploded in the Bottom of the Heart like brilliant Fireworks, dazzlingly bright.

Soon after, Zhang Niu, Zhang Ma, Aunt Liu, and the villagers handed him heartfelt gifts In Order, each carrying a warmth of its own.

Every gift bore everyone's deepest blessings. Their endless well-wishes fell gently upon his heart like the Warm Sun of spring, allowing him to truly feel their unconditional care.

The night fell like ink, slowly enveloping the entire Liu Family Village.

The stars glittered like brilliant gems embedded in the Night Sky, casting soft, mysterious light.

At that moment, his father, Liu Qing, finally appeared at the entrance to the courtyard.

He walked quickly, his hurried Footsteps breaking the silence of the night.

There was a hint of weariness from his travels on his face, fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were slightly disheveled.

Yet when he looked at Liu Feng, his eyes were filled with undisguised fatherly love and gratification. That gaze was like a roaring stove fire in winter, warm and bright.

"Xiao Feng, happy birthday!" Liu Qing's voice trembled slightly with excitement, brimming with boundless affection.

He handed Liu Feng a carefully wrapped, long gift box. It was covered in exquisite brocade and tied with a vivid red silk ribbon that gleamed uniquely beneath the moonlight.

"Open it and have a look. Dad brought you something good."

Liu Feng's Hands trembled slightly as he carefully accepted the gift box, as though he were holding the most Precious Gift in the world.

His heartbeat accelerated sharply. The thumping of his heart was especially clear in the silent night, and even his breathing grew hurried.

He slowly untied the red silk ribbon, his movements so gentle that it seemed he feared disturbing this Precious Gift.

Then he gently opened the box, and in that instant, an exquisite Mysterious Iron Spear came into view.

The spear's entire body had been forged from mysterious iron. Under the moonlight, it glimmered with a cold, sharp radiance, like a sleeping Fierce Beast ready to Awaken and roar at any moment.

A dim light flowed around the Spear Tip. This was the distinctive mark of the small amount of Deep Sea Silver Mother mixed into it. This mysterious material endowed the Long Spear with extraordinary resilience and Sharp Edge, as though it contained Infinite Strength.

"This..." Liu Feng was Choked for words, as though something had lodged in his throat. Countless words surged through the Bottom of the Heart, yet he did not know where to begin.

His Eye Sockets reddened slightly, tears welling up within them as the Long Spear before him gradually blurred.

He could deeply feel the effort and care his father had poured into this gift. This Precious Gift, carrying his father's profound love, filled him with emotion and Shocked him.

In his mind, images involuntarily surfaced of his father traveling everywhere and sparing no effort to find the materials needed to forge this Long Spear.

An indescribable warmth rose in Liu Feng's heart. This gift was not merely a Long Spear; it was also his father's abundant love and expectations for him.

Liu Feng gently gripped the Long Spear. Its icy touch traveled from his palm, yet it seemed to carry his father's warmth, filling his heart with courage and strength.

He came to the center of the courtyard, where Bright Moonlight shone over him as though it had draped him in a suit of silver armor.

He took a deep breath and slowly began to wield the Long Spear.

At first, his movements were somewhat restrained. After all, this was his first time using such a Precious Gift, and he could not help feeling nervous and uneasy.

But as the spear moved, memories of his past training surged into his Thoughts like a tide.

Those days when he had trained diligently beneath the Waterfall, enduring the mighty Water Current.

Those nights when he had studied the techniques of the Spear Technique alone beneath the moonlight all appeared before his eyes, one after another.

His movements became increasingly smooth and natural, as though he and the Long Spear had become one.

Spear shadows flashed like a dragon soaring through the heavens.

Every thrust he made carried the howl of the wind. The Spear Tip Slashed Through the air, leaving behind sharp trails as though it would tear apart the silent Night Sky.

His Spear Technique was broad and bold. At times, it was like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, its Spear Tip thrusting straight ahead with majestic force.

At other times, it was like a nimble serpent dancing, the spear shaft coiling fluidly and dazzling the eye.

Every movement was smooth and effortless, strength and technique perfectly combined, fully displaying the solid foundation of his usual training.

His gaze was focused and resolute, locked firmly on the target In Front Of him, as though the entire world contained only himself and the Long Spear in his Hands.

Under the moonlight, his figure was agile and upright, like a brave warrior about to head for the battlefield.

"Excellent Spear Technique!" Liu Qing could not help praising him. His eyes were full of pride, as though they were saying that the youth before him had grown into a man capable of standing on his own.

"Xiao Feng, your Spear Technique is now actually on par with mine!"

After saying this, he let out a loud shout. His voice was like a great bell, making the surrounding air tremble slightly. Holding a Long Spear as well, he leaped forward and joined the sparring session.

The father and son exchanged blows beneath the moonlight, their spear winds making a Rustling Sound as though they were playing an impassioned War Song.

Liu Qing's Spear Technique was steady and seasoned. Every attack carried strength and skill tempered by years, and every move displayed the bearing of a master.

His Long Spear was like a nimble Python, at times swiftly Pounced Towards Liu Feng and at other times defending cleverly, making him impossible to predict.

His gaze was sharp and focused as he constantly observed Liu Feng's movements, searching for chances to attack.

Liu Feng, meanwhile, relied on the vigor and agility of youth to respond flexibly. His body moved like lightning, and he did not fall behind in the slightest.

He skillfully evaded his father's fierce attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

His Spear Technique was unpredictable. At times, he feinted with his spear to confuse his father's vision; at other times, he suddenly exerted force and caught his father off guard.

Determination and confidence shone in his eyes. Faced with his father's powerful offensive, he was utterly fearless.

Amid the intense duel, he constantly adjusted his tactics, reacting swiftly according to his father's movements.

His breathing was steady and powerful. Every thrust was accompanied by a low roar, as though he were declaring his resolve to his father.

For a time, spear shadows crisscrossed and cold light flashed. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by the fierce duel.

Everyone watched without blinking and scarcely dared to breathe, afraid of missing even a single marvelous moment.

Their eyes were fixed tightly upon the father and son, deeply captivated by this magnificent duel of Spear Technique.

Some even forgot to breathe, their Faces filled with Shocked admiration.

Moonlight shone upon them, stretching their shadows long and blending them into the tense atmosphere around them.

To everyone's amazement, this fierce duel of Spear Technique ultimately ended in a draw between Liu Feng and his father.

Everyone was stunned at first, as though they were still immersed in the thrilling duel just now and could not believe the truth before their eyes.

Then thunderous applause and praise erupted. The applause rolled like thunder, and praises came One After Another, echoing in the Night Sky for a long time.

Yet Liu Feng seemed not to hear them. He slowly closed his eyes, and the praise around his ears gradually faded.

He only sensed the Blue Silver Grass around him gently swaying in the breeze, producing faint rustling sounds as though resonating with him.

He could clearly feel the pulse of the earth, that steady, powerful heartbeat seeming to merge with his own.

He could also feel the flow of Soul Power In the Air, that mysterious and agile force circling around him as though cheering for his breakthrough.

His entire being seemed to merge with Liu Family Village, their auras intermingling. He could hear the snores coming from the village and sense the villagers' peaceful dreams.

At this moment, the Soul Power Inside the Body of Liu Feng surged and roiled like Surging Tide, as though it would break through every restraint.

His body trembled slightly, his forehead covered in sweat, and a pained yet blissful expression appeared on his face.

He could feel the Soul Power Inside the Body continuously gathering and compressing, as though it were about to erupt.

Suddenly, a powerful tremor came from Inside the Body of Liu Feng. The shock was like Mountain Collapse and Earth Split, as though it would tear his body apart.

An unprecedentedly powerful force burst forth like a butterfly breaking from its cocoon, breaking through the Soul Power bottleneck of Level Twenty in one stroke.

A faint glow spread around his body. It was soft and warm, like the dawn of hope.

His once slightly childish face now bore more determination and maturity. Confidence and resolve shone in his eyes, as though he were announcing his growth and transformation to the world.

"Good!" Liu Qing shouted excitedly, his voice full of pride and joy. It seemed as though his voice would pierce the clouds and let the entire world know how proud he was of his son.

Zhang Ma, Zhang Niu, and Aunt Liu also gathered around, offering their sincere congratulations as laughter and cheerful voices echoed above the small courtyard.

That joyful laughter seemed to ignite the tranquil night, immersing the entire Liu Family Village in an atmosphere of delight.

After everyone left, the courtyard returned to silence.

Liu Qing looked at Liu Feng, his eyes filled with fatherly love and expectation, as though they were guiding him toward the future. "Xiao Feng, today truly brings three joys at once. Get some good rest first. Tomorrow, we'll properly discuss your Second Soul Skill."

Liu Feng nodded in agreement, then returned to his room.

In the quiet night, Liu Feng lay on his bed, but his Thoughts remained unsettled for a long time.

He recalled everything that had happened today and secretly swore that he would train even harder, live up to his father's and everyone's expectations, and become a truly powerful Soul Master.

At the Same Time, when Liu Qing saw his son return to his room, he too suppressed his excited emotions.

Then Liu Qing returned to his own room. In one corner stood a portrait of Liu Feng's mother.

The woman in the portrait had neat, shoulder-length short hair and a smile on her face. Her peach blossom eyes seemed to be looking at Liu Qing standing before her.

Liu Qing looked at that familiar face in the portrait, tears of relief appearing at the corners of his eyes.

Liu Qing said to his late wife, "Feng'er broke through Level Twenty today. He will soon obtain his Second Soul Ring. At his age, he has already cultivated to such a level."

"Rest assured, Feng'er will certainly surpass me."

"Just watch over him. I will definitely raise Xiao Feng into a powerful Soul Master, and in the future..." Liu Qing did not finish his words. Overwhelmed with emotion, he could no longer continue.

Liu Qing tried taking several deep breaths and calmed himself.

Then he went back to rest. Tomorrow, they still had to discuss the matter of the Second Soul Ring.