Beneath the covered corridor on one side of the courtyard.
A refined middle-aged couple stood there, watching the scene with loving expressions, their eyes filled with pride and expectation.
"This child Wu'er's Martial Soul, Slender Dance Snow Silk, actually needs her to dance in order to unleash its power. I never imagined there could be such a peculiar Martial Soul in this world."
The middle-aged man—Xue Wu's father—could not help but sigh.
"I truly never expected that, in this vast world, there would be such a strange method of cultivation."
The beautiful woman beside him smiled and continued.
"The instructor in charge of her awakening was utterly astonished at the time. He said that our Wu'er would surely achieve great things once she grew up."
"That instructor also suggested that we send Wu'er to Skywater Academy in the future. It only accepts female students, and it's the most suitable place for her on the entire continent."
Father Xue nodded, then called out to his daughter in the courtyard.
"Wu'er, keep it up!"
"The better you dance, the more you can draw out the potential of your Martial Soul!"
"Every movement must strive for perfection. You cannot slack off in the slightest!"
"In the future, you will surely become an outstanding Soul Master!"
Upon hearing her father's words, little Xue Wu stopped spinning and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.
Her immature little face was full of determination as she nodded forcefully.
"I understand, Father! I'll work hard!"
With that, she gritted her teeth and threw herself back into the dull, arduous training.
Seeing this, the couple felt immensely gratified.
The scene shifted, and some time seemed to pass.
One evening, little Xue Wu finished a day of practice under her dance teacher's guidance.
On her way back to her