Threads of Spiritual Power continued to flow back and forth between their palms.
Wu Yue kept her eyes closed, her long lashes trembling faintly as an unceasing stream of perception probed deep into Lu Yuan's soul.
Time passed bit by bit. A trace of surprise gradually surfaced on her once-calm features.
A moment later, Wu Yue slowly opened her pink eyes and withdrew the hands covering Lu Yuan's palm. She leaned back slightly in her chair, her gaze settling on him with genuine surprise.
"That was truly unexpected."
Wu Yue spoke softly, a hint of admiration hidden in her voice. "Your Spiritual Power foundation is exceptionally solid, and the purity of your soul origin is extremely high. Even compared with many orthodox psychic ability users, you would not fall short in the slightest."
Hearing this assessment, Lu Yuan raised a hand and scratched the back of his head, and the unease hanging over his heart instantly vanished.
He could not help but marvel inwardly: The system really is amazing! Every increase in strength gives me an incredibly solid foundation. Without that foundation, I probably would have been shut out of the Spiritual Enslavement method today.
The private room fell silent. Starlight from the deep void beyond the window spilled through the floor-to-ceiling glass, falling over the remnants of food on the table.
Wu Yue pondered briefly, her fingertips lightly tapping the jade table. After thinking for a moment, she raised her eyes to Lu Yuan and said seriously, "Your aptitude is sufficient. You can study the methods of Spiritual Enslavement under me."
After saying that, she paused again, as though reaching a decision, then slowly suggested, "However, cultivating this sort of secret soul art requires frequent mutual verification and answers to questions at any time. To make learning more convenient,