Devouring

As his mind settled into concentration, the state of Xu Yuan's Will Soul once again surfaced in his thoughts.

The drifting particles had spread across every corner of the Will Soul's surface, densely packed in layer upon layer, surging like waves of wheat at harvest time.

The secret art for the Will Soul that went with the Blood Origin Heart-Meteor Art was simple in how it dealt with enemies.

Though it involved many steps, it could be summed up in two words.

Slash and devour.

He would shape his condensed Will Soul into a blade, sever the enemy's Will Soul once he sensed it, then devour and refine it with a special secret art.

The first part was difficult. Unless one had heaven-gifted talent and perception to the utmost, it was impossible to master at a glance.

But in his current situation, Xu Yuan didn't need to use the first part. Perhaps for the sake of remaining hidden, the drifting particles had already ground themselves up and delivered themselves right to his lips.

All he needed to do was use those drifting particles to practice.

Xu Yuan carefully controlled his Will Soul and tried to circulate the secret art.

The Innate Soul Body granted him sensitive and precise control over his Will Soul. As soon as he started circulating the art, several drifting particles quietly disappeared amid the "waves of wheat." Xu Yuan carefully wrapped them up and began refining and absorbing them according to the secret art's method.

As he absorbed them, Xu Yuan watched the movements of the drifting particles across his Will Soul's surface.

A few particles didn't seem to attract the woman's attention. The waves of wheat on his Will Soul's surface continued to move as before.

Once the absorption was complete, the particles turned into a wisp of pure Will Soul so faint as to be almost imperceptible, adding to Xu Yuan's sea of consciousness and slightly strengthening the "defenses" on his Will Soul's surface.

After repeating this several times, Xu Yuan was no longer as unfamiliar with the secret art as he'd been at first.

He roughly estimated how quickly the drifting particles were grinding away at the surface of his Will Soul.

If he opened wide and devoured those drifting particles, Su Jinxuan would have no way to deal with his condensed Innate Soul Body. But Xu Yuan chose not to alert her.

He still didn't know the extent of Su Jinxuan's abilities.

She couldn't do anything about him at present, but Xu Yuan couldn't be sure whether she had a way to take them both down with her.

The drifting particles clinging to the surface of his Will Soul were too numerous to count. If Su Jinxuan could make them self-destruct—

He reined in his thoughts. The lesson from his previous overconfidence was still fresh, so it was better to err on the side of caution.

As he secretly stole from her again and again, Xu Yuan continued testing Su Jinxuan's ability to sense what he was doing.

A few, a dozen, dozens, hundreds—when Xu Yuan absorbed more than a thousand drifting particles in one go, the particles clinging to the surface of his Will Soul began to stir.

Having roughly figured out the limit, Xu Yuan stopped himself from getting greedy.

Each time, he picked out seven or eight hundred lucky particles spread across his Will Soul's surface to devour and absorb.

Time passed in this endless cycle.

Su Jinxuan really did seem unable to get too far away from him. For several days in a row, she used the drifting particles to keep his body in her room.

Whether she was using the toilet or washing herself, Su Jinxuan never left him more than ten meters away.

As time passed, Xu Yuan's total of devoured particles kept growing, while Su Jinxuan's face gradually changed from seductively flushed to pale.

At dawn the next day,

Just as Xu Yuan was about to pick out a few hundred lucky particles for breakfast, Su Jinxuan's plaintive voice drifted softly from beside him:

"Third Young Master, what did you do to Jinxuan last night?"

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