Bestowing the Thousand Dao Flow Technique

On the official road, a luxurious carriage was traveling steadily, its wheels grinding against the gravel and emitting a rhythmic creaking sound.

On both sides of the carriage shafts, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, dressed in tight-fitting attire, acted as coachmen with solemn expressions.

The faint, fluctuating ripples of soul power surrounding them signaled the majesty of Title Douluos.

Inside the carriage, which was lined with soft fox-fur cushions, Qian Daoliu sat upright on one side, the dark patterns on his long robes shimmering in the dim light.

Opposite him, Qian Renxue tilted her head to watch the scenery passing by the window, while Chen Qingxuan sat with his eyes closed to rest, his cyan robes rising and falling gently with the sway of the carriage, his aura ethereal.

"Xiaoxue, come and test your soul power." Qian Daoliu took a crystal-clear crystal ball from his storage Soul Tool.

The crystal ball was marked with ninety light slots.

"This crystal ball can measure cultivation up to the level of a level ninety Spirit Douluo."

Qian Renxue turned her head, blinked her large golden eyes, and asked in confusion, "Grandfather, what are you doing?"

"The soul power you have cultivated is very strange; it is absurdly pure."

Qian Daoliu stroked the crystal ball and said, "The soul power of an ordinary Title Douluo may not even reach your level of purity."

"But the volume of your soul power is too small. If my spiritual power weren't strong enough, I would barely be able to sense any soul power in your body at all. Come, let Grandfather see what level you are at now."

Qian Renxue complied and placed her fair, small hand on the crystal ball.

In an instant, the crystal ball lit up with a soft glow, and the light slots within the sphere illuminated one by one, finally stopping at the twentieth slot before remaining motionless.

"Level twenty?" Qian Daoliu's pupils constricted, and he stared at the crystal ball in disbelief.

"How is this possible? The sword energy you unleashed earlier had power that even an average Spirit Saint might not be able to match; how can you only have level twenty soul power?"

"This is a difference in cultivation systems." Chen Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, his voice as calm as water.

"Xiaoxue is practicing an orthodox method of Qi cultivation. In my world, one first cultivates the body, then the Qi, to ensure that the very first thread of primordial energy in the body becomes incomparably pure."

"This thread of primordial energy is far stronger than what you call soul power—your soul power is mist, while this primordial energy is water; for the same volume, the difference in quality is worlds apart."

"However, this powerful primordial energy can harm both others and oneself; without a formidable physique, one simply cannot withstand it."

"Once Xiaoxue's Qi cultivation realm improves, her capacity will naturally grow along with it. This test of yours has no practical significance."

Qian Daoliu was deeply shaken. He steadied himself and asked, "Senior, can Xiaoxue still absorb soul rings?" This situation had already exceeded his understanding.

"She can; this is the rule of your world." Chen Qingxuan nodded. "Xiaoxue is innately level twenty, so her capacity for energy storage is only that of an innate level twenty."

"Although she has the blessing of the Primordial Nirvana Sutra, which makes her initial volume five times that of an ordinary level twenty Spirit Master, she cannot increase her capacity without soul rings."

"Then shall we go and obtain a soul ring for Xiaoxue first?" Qian Daoliu asked immediately.

"Soul rings obtained by hunting soul beasts are, after all, external objects." Chen Qingxuan shook his head. "Xiaoxue is currently at the stage of building her foundation; she cannot directly absorb external objects, or it will affect the purity of her primordial energy."

"Then what should we do? We can't just never obtain a soul ring, can we?" Qian Daoliu grew anxious.

"Doesn't your family worship the Angel God?" Chen Qingxuan said indifferently. "Just use a God-bestowed Soul Ring to get one for Xiaoxue, won't that work?"

Qian Daoliu frowned tightly. "But a God-bestowed Soul Ring can only be obtained once per person. If I give it to Xiaoxue now, what will she do in the future?"

"I have my own methods; just give it to her." Chen Qingxuan's tone was firm and brooked no argument.

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Chen Qingxuan's calm gaze, he swallowed his words, his face full of hesitation and struggle.

"Very well, I will show you something." Chen Qingxuan flicked his fingertip, and a faint, imperceptible stream of energy light flew out, landing precisely between Qian Daoliu's eyebrows.

Qian Daoliu shuddered, his pupils suddenly dilating; his eyes were first filled with confusion, then immediately flooded with ecstasy and shock.

Within that energy, there was actually a profound and mysterious cultivation technique!

He could clearly perceive every word and every execution node of the technique, as if it had been branded deep into his soul.

This technique was divided into nine levels, each of which could be practiced individually, and for every additional level mastered, the speed of cultivation would increase significantly.

He subconsciously circulated the first level and felt the speed of his soul power circulation increase by thirty percent in an instant—that feeling of unbridled fluidity was something he had never experienced in all his years of cultivation!

"Senior, you, you are..." Qian Daoliu's voice trembled, unable to contain his excitement.

He had never seen such a miraculous technique; if one were to cultivate all nine levels, how terrifying would that cultivation speed be?

"This is a technique I found in a small world many years ago." Chen Qingxuan's tone was indifferent.

"The people of that world were similar to you, focusing on the cultivation of Qi, with the body and soul being enhanced as the realm of Qi improved."

"In my world, one must cultivate 'Qi, Body, and Soul' simultaneously to become a true powerhouse."

"This technique is very suitable for you and can help you reach the realm of God Transformation."

"I cannot repay such great kindness from you, Senior!" Qian Daoliu stood up abruptly and bowed deeply to Chen Qingxuan, his attitude respectful to the extreme. "But for such a divine object, this junior..."

Chen Qingxuan raised his hand to signal him to sit, saying calmly, "I know your concerns. Xiaoxue is my disciple; naturally, I give her only the best."

"I give you this technique because I also hope you can live longer."

Qian Daoliu said solemnly, "Senior, please rest assured. Xiaoxue is my only granddaughter; unless necessary, I also wish to stay by her side forever!"

"The Law must not be taught lightly." Chen Qingxuan looked at him with deep eyes. "It is different from the meditation methods of your world. It is not the case that the more powerhouses there are, the better; spreading it indiscriminately will only lead to disaster."

"Senior, rest assured, this old man understands." Qian Daoliu nodded, a trace of gravity flashing in his eyes.

If such a divine technique were to spread, it would likely trigger a catastrophe across the continent.

"You're only a hundred-something years old, stop acting like an old man." Chen Qingxuan suddenly chuckled, his tone carrying a touch of carefree ease.

"This Seat has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, yet still feels quite young."

"Cultivation is the cultivation of the heart. One must hold a breath within, to struggle against men, against the earth, and against the heavens. Only then can one say they haven't lived in vain."

He released a faint aura from his body; though not sharp, it made one feel a vast, unbridled presence that had weathered ten thousand years of vicissitudes.

Qian Daoliu felt a jolt in his heart and bowed, saying, "This junior has been taught. Senior's words have enlightened me. The path of cultivation should indeed be one of pressing forward, rather than being trapped by the limits of age."

"Master, what good thing did you give Grandfather?" Qian Renxue curiously leaned in, hooking her arm through Chen Qingxuan's as her large, golden eyes blinked.

"Just a little trinket." Chen Qingxuan patted her head. "Xue'er, have you finished today's lessons?"

"Master~~" Qian Renxue drew out the tone, gently shaking his arm as she acted spoiled. "My soul power isn't increasing at all right now, so do I really have to perform the circulation?"

"Your energy is weak right now. If you want to fight, you must rely on increasing your proficiency in the technique to accelerate your soul power recovery." Chen Qingxuan flicked her nose, his tone stern.

"Otherwise, if you exhaust your soul power after one full-force strike, do you really intend to rely solely on your physical body to fight?"

The spoiled expression on Qian Renxue's face vanished instantly. Her little brows furrowed as she stuck out her tongue. "I know, Master, I'll practice right now..."

Though she said this, she muttered to herself—Performing the circulation is so boring; physical training is much more interesting.

Chen Qingxuan saw through her thoughts but did not expose her, merely saying calmly, "Once you reach the third level of Qi Refining, I will teach you a set of sword techniques."

"Really?!" Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and she instantly regained her spirit. "Thank you, Master! Xue'er will definitely practice hard!"

Qian Daoliu watched the scene of his granddaughter and Chen Qingxuan, his heart filled with deep emotion.

With this mysterious senior's guidance, Xue'er's future would likely be even more dazzling than he had ever imagined.

He looked down at his palm, feeling the profound nature of the technique he had been given, and a flash of determination crossed his eyes—he would not only stay by Xue'er's side, but he would also seize this once-in-a-millennium opportunity to strike at a realm that no one had touched in ten thousand years!

PS: At the first level of Qi Refining, due to the small amount of energy, one can only unleash a single full-power burst. An ordinary first-level Qi Refining practitioner can exert ten thousand jin of force in one full strike. Due to her technique, Qian Renxue can exert fifty thousand jin of force in one strike.

The first level of Spirit Transformation corresponds to a God Official.