Teaching the Visualization Technique

In Wushan Town, inside Linley's room.

Zhao Nan looked at the serious-faced Linley and couldn't help but smile as he said, "Alright Linley, don't worry. Even if you can't cultivate this method, I will still teach you other techniques."

Linley, however, kept his small face stern and said, "Don't worry, Teacher. I will definitely learn the Visualization Technique you spoke of."

Although Linley had not seen much of the world yet, he knew clearly that a technique Zhao Nan treated with such gravity was obviously very important.

Hearing Linley say this, Zhao Nan didn't say anything more. Instead, he lightly tapped his finger on the center of Linley's brow and said, "Alright, since you've said so, then let's do it. Follow my soul energy to begin your first attempt at sketching. As for what to sketch, why not try sketching something you have seen before?"

Zhao Nan did not want to put too much pressure on Linley. After all, while this Visualization Technique worked very well for him, it was still the first time he was letting someone else cultivate it.

Therefore, Zhao Nan decided to use his own soul energy as a guide to stir Linley's soul energy, thereby sketching the first object.

After hearing Zhao Nan's words, Linley pondered for a moment and then said, "Teacher, then let's sketch that stool in my room!"

Zhao Nan followed Linley's gaze and saw the stool Linley usually sat on. He nodded and said, "Good, let's sketch that."

Once Zhao Nan finished speaking, his soul energy slowly probed into Linley's mind through his fingertip.

Whether it was teaching this technique or entering another person's sea of consciousness, it was a first for Zhao Nan, which forced him to be extremely cautious.

Meanwhile, outside Linley's room, Hogg was standing guard with Hillman. Little Wharton seemed to sense the oppressive atmosphere, his chubby little hands pressed tightly over his mouth.

Inside the room, Zhao Nan's soul energy followed his finger into Linley's sea of consciousness.

Upon entering, Zhao Nan saw a mass of mist shaped like a long sword.

Zhao Nan understood that this was Linley's soul energy.

Before reaching the level of a seventh-rank mage, soul energy always existed in this mist-like state; after reaching the seventh rank, it became liquid, and upon reaching the Saint level, it became solid.

These were three different states.

At the same time, the shape of each person's soul was different.

For instance, Linley's soul energy was sword-shaped, which meant he had the potential to cultivate the Laws of Destruction.

Zhao Nan's own soul energy had a very peculiar shape; it resembled a nebula from the universe of his past life, which was quite magnificent.

Zhao Nan didn't pay much attention to the shape of Linley's soul energy. Instead, he controlled that wisp of his own soul energy and began to guide the mist-like soul energy.

Following Zhao Nan's guidance, Linley, who had been sitting cross-legged, felt his own sea of consciousness. His focus entered his own mind, and he began to manipulate his soul energy, constantly changing its shape in accordance with Zhao Nan's soul energy.

Perhaps it was because Linley was too young, or perhaps because it was his first time manipulating soul energy, but after only five minutes, he hadn't even managed to sketch a single straight line before his sea of consciousness began to hum.

Linley's face was filled with pain.

Seeing this, Zhao Nan hurriedly withdrew his soul energy from Linley's sea of consciousness.

As Zhao Nan's soul energy retreated, the look of pain on Linley's face slowly faded, and Linley opened his eyes.

Seeing Linley open his eyes, Zhao Nan hurriedly asked, "Linley, how do you feel? Are you alright?"

"Teacher, I'm fine. I just feel very tired and want to take a nap," Linley said to Zhao Nan with an exhausted expression.

Hearing this, Zhao Nan quickly said, "Alright, then get some sleep, Linley. We'll talk about the rest when you wake up tomorrow."

Linley nodded, lay down on the bed, and immediately fell asleep.

Seeing that Linley was asleep, Zhao Nan stood up, tucked him in, and then walked out of the room.

As soon as Zhao Nan stepped out, Hogg and the others hurriedly looked toward him.

Zhao Nan shook his head, then nodded, saying, "Let's go back for now. Linley said he was too tired. I can't guarantee yet whether he will be able to succeed in the cultivation. We can only wait and see after he wakes up tomorrow."

Hearing Zhao Nan's words, Hogg couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Although Hogg wanted Linley to become powerful, he wanted his son to be safe even more.

Now that he heard from Zhao Nan that his son was just tired and nothing was wrong, he felt at ease. After thanking Zhao Nan, he carried little Wharton and walked out.

Zhao Nan returned to his own room, but his soul energy did not rest; it kept watch over the activity in Linley's room.

The night passed without incident!

The next day, after Zhao Nan woke up, he saw that Linley was already up.

Zhao Nan went to Linley's room and looked at him, saying, "Linley, do you have any problems? If there's anything, tell your teacher immediately."

"Don't worry, Teacher. I feel great right now, better than ever before," Linley replied. He then added, "Teacher, it seems I can control my soul energy on my own to sketch things in my sea of consciousness!"

"Really?" Zhao Nan looked at Linley in surprise.

Zhao Nan then had Linley sit on the bed, placed his finger on Linley's brow, and said, "Linley, start sketching just like that, and I will go into your sea of consciousness to take a look. Don't try to sketch too much at once; if you feel tired, rest."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Linley acknowledged this with a nod, then immersed himself entirely within his consciousness, beginning to mobilize his soul power to outline the shape of a stool within his sea of consciousness.

Seeing this, Zhao Nan couldn't help but exclaim inwardly: As expected of a Transcendent, this level of comprehension is simply peerless.

Subsequently, Zhao Nan discovered once again that Linley's soul power was significantly more condensed than it had been just yesterday.

Zhao Nan was well aware of what the condensation of soul power represented.

It meant that this Visualization Technique was correct and could indeed enhance a practitioner's soul power.

Although Zhao Nan still did not understand why contemplating a Saint-level Magical Beast would cause such a surge in soul power, that did not prevent this mental training method from being effective.

Just as in the original story, where Beirut used the four elements of Earth Water Fire Wind to forge a Godhead Weapon that possessed such immense power, even Beirut, a Chief God, still did not know the reason why.

Thinking about it, if there were things even a Chief God didn't understand, it was perfectly normal for someone like himself, who was only an Eighth-rank Magus, to have things he didn't grasp!

After observing that Linley had indeed finished practicing the Visualization Technique, Zhao Nan withdrew his soul power from Linley's body and waited on the side for Linley to wake up.