The Mysteries of Willpower, Passing On the Technique

Rumble, rumble.

Outside, the elders heating the cauldron all sensed the disturbance Mu Yuan had caused.

"This isn't the sound of us heating the medicinal liquid. It's the roar of bloodline power."

The elders currently responsible for heating the cauldron were all cultivators whose training was relatively pure.

Their bloodline power was not weak, and through their own bloodline senses, they detected the roar coming from Mu Yuan's bloodline power.

Compared to theirs, Mu Yuan's bloodline power was far less formidable.

Yet at this moment, Mu Yuan's bloodline power had nearly fused into one whole. Using himself as a furnace to refine himself, his roaring bloodline power surpassed those elders in quality.

"What a profound feeling. When I actively followed this wave, I actually felt my bloodline power showing faint signs of becoming even more condensed."

"I felt it too."

Hearing the elders' murmured discussions, Du Busi revealed a surprised expression.

"This kid's breakthrough can actually help these elders?"

He had initially only held onto a faint hope. His heart had remained calm; even if it failed, it would not matter much.

But the elders' whispers scratched at his heart, causing anticipation to rise within Du Busi.

Once anticipation appeared, it began gnawing away at his thoughts.

Very quickly, his mindset changed. At first, he had thought it perfectly normal even if no additional elders benefited. Now, if several elders did not condense their Bloodline Power following Mu Yuan's lead, then the Body Sect would suffer a tremendous loss.

Inside the cauldron, Mu Yuan sat quietly in meditation.

Bloodline power intertwined within his body. As the image of a furnace refining himself emerged, Mu Yuan seemed to enter a peculiar Epiphany.

"Willpower can distort all things and create all things. My Willpower is still too weak, but it is enough to influence myself. With the image of the Bloodline Furnace, I will truly evolve a Bloodline Furnace!"

Bloodline power flowed naturally through his body.

Mu Yuan merely continued strengthening his Willpower—the Willpower that regarded himself as heaven and earth and refined all things.

His bloodline power circulated on its own, forming a furnace.

Boom!

At that very moment, Mu Yuan felt his entire body relax.

An indescribably profound sensation welled up in his heart.

"Bloodline Power... successfully condensed!"

Amid his joy, Mu Yuan did his best to maintain his current state.

He wanted to remember this feeling and pass it on to the other elders.

He knew that this time, he might truly have developed a method beneficial for condensing Bloodline Power.

Outside, as Mu Yuan's bloodline power condensed, the elders also stopped heating the cauldron.

By the time Mu Yuan awoke, the medicinal liquid around him had already cooled.

The originally bluish-green liquid was now crystal clear.

When he opened his eyes, a trace of daze surfaced deep within Mu Yuan's gaze.

"This time, my changes have been enormous."

Though he had merely condensed his bloodline power, he now had direction and greater confidence in cultivating both Soul Power and Mental Power.

Du Busi saw that Mu Yuan was not in a suitable state to be questioned about his experience, so he had someone send him into seclusion.

Without outsiders to disturb him, Mu Yuan's thoughts began to churn.

"My Willpower may be stronger than that of ordinary Soul Masters at the same level, but it is not overwhelmingly strong. Yet I used it to develop the Bloodline Furnace."

"While this certainly had to do with how well this technique matched my circumstances at the time, the role my Willpower played cannot be ignored."

"Perhaps the reason my Eight-Armed Demonic God path has progressed so smoothly is also related to my Willpower."

"What exactly is Willpower? Is it the desire to become strong? Or the yearning in one's heart? I know myself well enough to understand that the strength of my Willpower has not reached an unprecedented level."

"So, do I actually possess some other special talent?"

Mu Yuan sank into thought.

After a long while, he stopped dwelling on this unanswerable question.

He did not understand the principle, but he could still use it.

"Now that I have a direction, my future Eight-Armed Demonic God cultivation and my exploration of Mental Power cultivation will both proceed much more smoothly."

A smile appeared on Mu Yuan's face.

His Martial Soul was merely a pair of arms. He had no Second Martial Soul, nor had he discovered any Mental Attribute so far.

But he knew that if he wanted to become a god, Mental Power cultivation was indispensable.

"On this path, I may not be ahead of the world, but at the very least, it cannot become my weakness."

Otherwise, if the Eight-Armed Demonic God was unparalleled in physical combat yet got killed by a single mental attack from an enemy, he would become a joke.

"And there's Tian Meng. I still have to give it a try eventually."

Mu Yuan was still somewhat unwilling to give up that opportunity without fighting for it.

Leaving aside everything else, after reaching Rank 90, simply absorbing nine hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings for a Twin Martial Souls' Second Martial Soul and directly piling one's Soul Power up to Rank 98 was incredibly tempting!

"Speaking of fighting for Tian Meng, I'll have to carefully plan how to win over Electrolux as well."

Compared to the impractical prospect of Tian Meng, Mu Yuan first needed to ensure that he had a fallback—that was, to bring Electrolux over to his side.

He had obtained the Spirit-Eating Engraving Knife more than two months ago, but Mu Yuan had never used it.

He did not dare touch that Malevolent Qi rashly, either.

However, things were different now.

"After condensing Bloodline Power, if I further fuse Vajra Power and Heavenly Thunder Power, I should have some confidence in touching only the most superficial layer of the Spirit-Eating Engraving Knife's power."

Even if he could not study it thoroughly, he had to learn how to trigger the Spirit-Eating Engraving Knife's fundamental aura.

Otherwise, Mu Yuan truly could not be sure whether Electrolux would be able to sense it when the time came.

Having finished considering his personal affairs, Mu Yuan began seriously summarizing the Bloodline Furnace Technique.

Three days later.

Mu Yuan emerged from seclusion.

The moment he came out, he had Du Busi convene a sect meeting.

The major elders all gathered.

Among them, several looked at Mu Yuan with a trace of burning eagerness in their eyes.

"Mu Yuan, after condensing your Bloodline Power this time, do you have anything to say?" Du Busi asked, breaking the silence in the hall.

"While I was inside the cauldron, scorched by the flames, I developed the Bloodline Furnace Technique during an Epiphany. It uses oneself as heaven and earth to refine bloodline power, and it should be capable of purifying one's bloodline power."

As Mu Yuan described the Bloodline Furnace, it was no longer just the few elders from before. Every senior member in the hall stared at Mu Yuan with blazing eyes.

Purifying bloodline power!

If it truly had such an effect, did that mean elders with impure bloodline power could cultivate it as well and have hope of condensing Bloodline Power?

Even Du Busi was tempted.

Mu Yuan pondered before walking over to the mannequin Du Busi had prepared for him.

Lines ran across the mannequin, depicting the main pathways of the human body's Meridians.

Mu Yuan began drawing on it.

"The Bloodline Furnace Technique is the result of my bloodline power circulating on its own. It is the method most suited to me personally. The exact circulation should probably differ once it enters your bodies."

"My circulation path is like this..."

Mu Yuan did not hold anything back.

Within the Body Sect, the treatment he received had never been lacking, and none of his fellow disciples had complained in private.

Those with talent naturally deserved greater resources, and it was only right for the Sect Master to personally lead them in hunting Soul Beasts.

A family always needed someone to hold it up.

If one could not do it, then let someone who could take the position.

Since the sect had placed such trust in him, he would likewise hold nothing back from the sect.

After marking out every detail of his Bloodline Furnace circulation, Mu Yuan walked over to another mannequin.

"Over the past three days, I extracted the key main branches from it."

He simplified his own circulation method again, creating a relatively complete, simplified circulation route.

Following this route, combined with the sensation of being immersed in medicinal liquid inside the cauldron, one could hope to enter the Bloodline Furnace State as long as one's intent was sufficiently aligned.

Of course, one had to be sensitive enough to bloodline power, capable of mobilizing it, and one's bloodline power could not be weak.