Cultivation (Please Bookmark)

Chapter 11: Cultivation (Please Bookmark)

The next day, early morning.

The two extinguished the campfire and headed toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Two hours later, they arrived at Soul Hunting Town. After a simple meal in town,

they boarded the same carriage and began their return journey...

Two days later, they returned to the Breaking Clan estate and entered through its gates.

"Kid, enjoy today while you can. I'm afraid you won't have any comfortable days ahead. Starting tomorrow, I'll personally guide your cultivation. Let's see how long you can hold out!"

The corners of Yang Wudi's mouth lifted slightly, his tone somewhat teasing.

Watching Yang Wudi's departing back, Liu Yanyang sighed. "The revolution has yet to succeed; comrades must still strive on!"

At dawn, Liu Yanyang got out of bed. After washing up, he began running laps around the Breaking Clan estate.

The warm sunlight shone on his slightly flushed face. His steady breathing and rhythmic footsteps awakened every cell in his body, filling him with delight.

He thought of the happy times in his previous life, when he and his roommates would go on five-kilometer night runs during university.

Half an hour later, Liu Yanyang stopped, slightly out of breath. By his rough estimate, he had run nearly twenty kilometers—not bad at all.

After doing some simple stretches, he returned to the small courtyard.

When he reached the courtyard gate, he saw that Yang Wudi was already waiting inside.

After stepping forward to greet him politely, he stood where he was and waited for Yang Wudi's training.

"A spear is the king of all weapons. When other weapons meet a spear, they are bound to lose."

"A spear is also called a thief, because of its great power in actual combat, its swift offense and defense, and its countless variations. It often leaves opponents unable to guard against it."

Yang Wudi wore a solemn expression as he spoke seriously.

Liu Yanyang nodded in agreement. It was more or less the same as what he had seen on Douyin in his previous life.

"The difference between those who train with spears and those who do not lies in strength."

"An ordinary person's force is scattered and chaotic. Their hands, feet, waist, and legs restrain one another, leaving them unable to plant themselves firmly or defend properly in a fight."

"Spear force is the control of your scattered, disordered force, allowing you to release and withdraw it at will."

As he spoke, Yang Wudi summoned the Soul Breaking Spear and demonstrated before Liu Yanyang. The long spear danced through the air, thrusting out like a dragon, flashing with cold light and radiating overwhelming might.

After finishing the demonstration, he spoke to Liu Yanyang again.

"Now, begin spear-post stance training. Only by mastering the spear post can you develop spear force."

As soon as he finished, he took a black iron spear from his Storage Soul Tool and handed it to Liu Yanyang.

Liu Yanyang held the iron spear and weighed it in his hand. It was about five kilograms. Then, he imitated Yang Wudi and assumed a spear-post stance.

Seeing Liu Yanyang's stance, Yang Wudi's face darkened. He immediately kicked Liu Yanyang in the thigh.

"Your body is swaying all over the place. Where's the strength in your legs? Hold it steady!"

"When holding a spear, what matters is keeping everything level: the crown, shoulders, feet, and spear."

Once Liu Yanyang finally looked somewhat presentable, Yang Wudi added, "From now on, hold the stance for two hours every day, once in the morning and once in the evening."

After taking one last look and confirming there were no major problems, Yang Wudi left the small courtyard, leaving Liu Yanyang alone to continue holding the spear post.

Over the following days, Liu Yanyang's life became very regular. Every day, he ran for half an hour, practiced the spear post for four hours, and meditated for three hours to cultivate.

Though the days were plain and grueling, he still enjoyed them. His increasingly sturdy body and more seasoned spear-post stance brought him immense satisfaction.

Half a year later...

Looking at Liu Yanyang, who had already grasped the basics, Yang Wudi smiled with gratification. It had taken only half a year for his spear-post stance to become so polished.

He said to Liu Yanyang, "Not bad. Next, you'll practice spear techniques."

"The Martial Soul of our Breaking Clan, the Soul Breaking Spear, places emphasis on 'breaking.' Without breaking, there can be no establishment. Only after breaking can one stand anew."

"The moment you hold a long spear, you must possess an aura of facing death without fear. You must fight the enemy until one of you dies, making them tremble with dread."

"Gather the momentum of heaven and earth and contain that great force within your spear. Then, nothing will remain unbreakable and nothing unconquerable."

"Therefore, the inherited spear techniques of our Breaking Clan are only suitable for members of the clan. All I can teach you are the foundations of spear techniques."

"The basics include thrusting, stabbing, lifting, deflecting, blocking, seizing, twisting, picking, pressing, chopping, rebounding, spinning flourishes, and other fundamental spear skills."

"Your goal is to master and skillfully apply these spear skills. Through constant real combat, you will accumulate experience and eventually create a spear technique that belongs solely to you."

Afterward, Yang Wudi taught Liu Yanyang hand in hand. Whenever Liu Yanyang made a mistake, he punished him without hesitation. Whenever he improved quickly, Yang Wudi praised and commended him repeatedly.

Day after day passed. Liu Yanyang's basic spear techniques became more and more proficient, and his relationship with Yang Wudi grew closer as well.

Gradually, he let down his guard and began to trust Yang Wudi. Even the way they addressed each other started to change.

The two often traded jabs, adding a little fun to their dull and quiet lives.

Liu Yanyang's Soul Power also rose steadily. In a single year, it had increased by four levels. At most, he would break through within another half year.

Time slowly passed. One night, Liu Yanyang sat cross-legged on his bed, cultivating his Soul Power.

The Soul Power around him began to fluctuate. The Soul Power within his body grew full and abundant, as though it had touched a bottleneck.

"Did I break through?" Liu Yanyang opened his eyes, his face filled with joy.

By his calculations, he was only seven and a half years old, yet he had reached the Soul Grandmaster realm in just a year and a half.

The thought alone excited him. He immediately got out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran out of the courtyard.

"Old Yang!"

"Old Yang!"

Yang Wudi, who had been taking a light nap, heard the shouting outside and his face immediately darkened. Opening his eyes, he roared toward the door.

"Are you trying to wake the dead? Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Hearing the angry voice, Liu Yanyang knew he was in the wrong. He scratched the back of his head and smiled.

"Old Yang, I broke through!"

Yang Wudi's expression changed at once. He carefully sensed Liu Yanyang's aura, then smiled.

"You really did it. A seven-and-a-half-year-old Soul Grandmaster—I've lived all these years, yet I've never even heard of one!"

"Relax. Get a good rest tonight. Tomorrow morning, we'll head straight for the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain your Soul Ring."

Liu Yanyang nodded slightly. After chatting with Yang Wudi for a while, he returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, he thought that he had practiced the basic spear techniques for nearly a year and had already achieved minor success.

As long as he continued step by step, he was confident that within five years, he could cultivate the basic spear techniques to great mastery, perhaps even perfection.

Then, through real combat and accumulated experience, he would create a spear technique exclusively for the Dragon Roar Spear.

After obtaining his second Soul Ring, he could no longer keep training behind closed doors. It was time to visit the Great Soul Arena.

Only through battle could he test just how strong he currently was.

Only battle could reveal his weaknesses and show him where his shortcomings still lay.

He would temper himself, solidify his foundations, continuously improve and gain, and carve out a broad road unlike anyone else's.