Bei Bei's Defense Shattered!

Returning to Sea God Island, Lin Qingmo waved his hand.

He granted Lin Ciyan a week of "paid leave" on the spot.

The first two months had been training to the point of death, and they had rushed straight to the Star Dou Great Forest the moment they caught their breath.

The grandfather and grandson had spent nearly a month sleeping in the open and roughing it in the wild.

Not to mention Lin Ciyan, who advocated for a lifestyle of slacking off in his cultivation.

Even Lin Qingmo himself felt that his old bones needed some time to recover.

Lin Qingmo: I've been grinding for most of my life and have already reached Super Douluo; can't I enjoy myself a little?

Thus, Lin Ciyan quickly returned to his "primary" occupation—fishing and sunbathing.

He lay in his exclusive small room within the Sea God Pavilion, circulating the Great Dream Freedom Scripture.

His days were incredibly regular and relaxed.

On a certain leisurely afternoon, Lin Ciyan looked inward.

He discovered that after absorbing his first soul ring, his Holy Radiance Qilin martial soul seemed even more solid.

With a slight shift in his thoughts, he summoned the phantom of his martial soul.

The golden flames flowing around the jade-like Qilin were becoming increasingly brilliant.

That aura of holiness and auspiciousness had also grown much richer.

When he activated his soul skill, his entire body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of faint holy light.

He carried a hint of the "Son of Light God," forming a stark contrast to his usual lazy image.

Relaxation is also a form of cultivation.

He thought lazily, shifting into a more comfortable position on the hammock.

Easy days are always short-lived. Right in the middle of this relaxing vacation, a "challenger" couldn't wait to show up.

It was none other than the brimming-with-confidence Bei Bei!

He had obtained his first soul ring a month earlier than Lin Ciyan.

His soul skill was the family-standard Thunder Dragon Claw, which possessed considerable power.

He was holding back a surge of energy, wanting to prove the might of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

"Brother Lin, let's have a spar! Let me see your first soul skill!"

Bei Bei was eager to try, with blue electric light faintly flickering around his body.

Lin Ciyan yawned and slowly rose from the hammock: "Sure, I'll keep you company and get some exercise."

The two stood facing each other by the Sea God Lake.

Bei Bei gave a low shout, his yellow soul ring lit up beneath his feet, and his right hand was instantly covered in blue dragon scales.

His five fingers formed a claw, wreathed in crackling blue electricity, and he lunged straight at Lin Ciyan with a fierce momentum!

"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Facing this swift and violent strike, Lin Ciyan was unhurried.

It wasn't until the electric dragon claw was about to strike his body that the deep yellow soul ring beneath his feet suddenly shone!

He did not choose to release a light orb from a distance.

Instead, he instantly condensed the power of the Dawn Break Fist onto his right fist.

His entire fist seemed to transform into a miniature sun; without dodging or evading, he struck directly toward the Thunder Dragon Claw!

"Dawn Break Fist!"

"Boom—!"

Light and thunder, two completely different types of energy, collided violently!

The stalemate that had been expected did not occur.

Lin Ciyan's fist, containing the power of Light Shock, crushed the lightning energy on Bei Bei's dragon claw the moment they made contact!

The highly condensed penetrating energy made Bei Bei feel his entire arm go numb, and his offensive instantly collapsed.

It wasn't over yet!

At the moment the two fists clashed, the additional effect of Dawn Break triggered!

"Hum!"

A burst of intense light exploded from Lin Ciyan's fist.

Bei Bei only felt his vision turn blindingly white, and he couldn't see a thing.

He let out an instinctive cry of surprise, retreating repeatedly while waving his hands wildly in front of him.

"Ah! My eyes!"

Lin Ciyan seized this opportunity, his footwork agile and fluid, closing the distance as if he were merely taking a stroll in a courtyard.

Before Bei Bei's vision could fully recover, he did not press the attack, instead reaching out a finger to tap lightly against Bei Bei's forehead.

"You lost, Bei Bei."

As Bei Bei's vision slowly returned, he looked at Lin Ciyan, who hadn't even caught his breath.

Seeing Lin Ciyan still looking so relaxed, Bei Bei's face was etched with disbelief and frustration.

His pride and joy, the Thunder Dragon Claw, had been so fragile in the face of the other's bizarre and powerful soul skill.

It was so utterly ineffective that he hadn't even been able to force his opponent to take a single step!

Ding! Easily crushed Bei Bei in a spar, perfectly demonstrating the superiority of "relaxed" combat, Slacker Points +78!

Not far away, Zhang Lexuan, who had just arrived, saw this scene and shook her head helplessly.

She knew full well how monstrous Lin Ciyan's talent and martial soul were; Bei Bei's loss was not unjust.

It was just that Bei Bei was still young and proud, and this blow would likely be quite significant for him.

Sure enough, from that day on, Bei Bei seemed like a different person.

He began to cultivate desperately, attempting to close the gap between himself and Lin Ciyan.

Lin Ciyan watched his friend's "grind-to-death" behavior.

He felt this deviated from the true essence of "slacking off."

Thus, he dragged Bei Bei back to the side of Sea God Lake, forcing him to "slack off" together.

"Bei Bei, cultivation isn't about suffering. Come, try my method: relax and feel the world."

At first, Bei Bei was completely ill at ease.

But under the influence of Lin Ciyan's Winning-by-Lying-Down Aura and the faint domain radiation of the Great Dream Freedom Scripture.

He was astonished to discover that when he truly relaxed and stopped forcing things.

His soul power growth, while slow, never ceased, and it felt more solid and smooth!

"This... how is this possible?" Bei Bei was deeply shocked, his gaze toward Lin Ciyan filled with wonder and inquiry.

He thought: Could it be that Brother Lin's seemingly lazy state is actually a higher realm of cultivation?

That must be it. His martial soul is so unique; his cultivation method must be equally extraordinary!

Ding! Successfully guided an important companion to initially accept the "Relaxation Cultivation Method," ideological dissemination increased, Slacker Points +58!

Just like that, bolstered by the dual buffs of "winning by lying down," both their cultivation levels rose steadily.

Bei Bei maintained the elite pace of one level every three months.

Lin Ciyan was even faster, advancing a level every two months or so.

The leisurely (yet intense) time flew by.

More than a year later, both of them had turned eight years old.

Bei Bei's soul power had reached level eighteen.

As for Lin Ciyan, he had long since broken through to level twenty, becoming a quasi-Soul Grand Master!

Lin Ciyan had even intentionally suppressed his growth for a time to solidify his foundation.

Although there was a two-level gap in soul power, in their many spars, Bei Bei continued to lose repeatedly.

However, he was not discouraged, always firmly believing that after obtaining his second and third soul rings, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon would undergo a qualitative change.

Watching the unconvinced look in Bei Bei's eyes, Lin Ciyan patted his shoulder and spoke with the tone of someone who had seen it all:

"Bei, don't be so impatient. Sometimes, the more you try to grasp something, the easier it is to lose it."

"Relax a bit. Who knows? Maybe your soul power will just rise on its own. Look at me—do I look like I'm working hard?"

Ding! Performed a "humble-brag" lecture in front of a companion, solidifying the "relaxed" persona, Slacker Points +66!

Bei Bei's mouth twitched as he looked at Lin Ciyan's innocent expression, which clearly said, "I didn't really practice much, my level just went up on its own."

A nameless fire almost flared up again.

"Hmph! Just you wait, I will definitely surpass you after my second soul ring!" Bei Bei stiffened his neck, ultimately not taking the advice to heart.

After all, he was no longer the easily fooled child he had been at five.

Lin Ciyan watched his retreating figure, shrugged helplessly, and lay back down on his exclusive hammock.

"Sigh, these days, nobody believes the truth even when you tell it."