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Early morning.

Li Changsheng rose early, washed himself, ate some breakfast, and returned to his room.

At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the bed, familiarizing himself with the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

He had returned to the hotel last night after watching the soul battle at the Shrek Pre-Academy.

For the first half of the night, his mind had been almost entirely occupied by memories of the few moments the Seven Absolute Zither Master had made her move.

Seven years old, level twenty-one.

Even just this was enough to keep Li Changsheng in deep thought for a long time, but the most important thing was the answer the God of Wisdom had given him regarding the Seven Absolute Zither Master's martial soul, the Seven Absolute Zither.

That was the answer Li Changsheng had received after asking the God of Wisdom upon returning to the hotel.

Simply put:

The Seven Absolute Zither Master's martial soul, the Seven Absolute Zither, had its drawbacks, but it also possessed extremely monstrous aspects that reminded Li Changsheng of two people from Tang San's era.

Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Ning Rongrong.

Nine Heart Begonia, Ye Lingling.

That was right, those two people. According to the God of Wisdom, the limit of the Seven Absolute Zither Master's life was only the level of a seven-ringed Soul Saint. Seven strings, seven strings, seven types of techniques...

Logically speaking, that was the case, but the strange thing was that she had only ever had one soul skill from beginning to end.

Zither Sound Manifestation!

She played a piece of music, and whatever implication the zither sound contained would be manifested to the greatest extent in the form of a soul skill.

The mountain crushing down last night.

The freezing of a thousand autumns last night.

It was all like that.

Li Changsheng couldn't help but be surprised. Did that not mean the Seven Absolute Zither Master was invincible? As long as she had all kinds of zither scores, as long as she played them, wouldn't it be very difficult for anyone to be her enemy?

Play a piece of "Golden Spears and Iron Horses" for you, and you would be trampled and slaughtered by ten thousand armies, crushed into fragments by a million Buddhas.

Play a piece of "Gentle Beauty" for you, and you would drown in the gentleness and peace of your fantasies, becoming a dull target...

But the God of Wisdom gave Li Changsheng one sentence in response.

How many zither scores are there in this world?

Li Changsheng had an epiphany. That was true; in this world, soul masters were at the pinnacle, and there was no sign that music, chess, calligraphy, or painting were developed at all. For ten thousand years, Li Changsheng hadn't heard a single zither melody, though he had played chess... but only in the first few wonderful decades.

At the same time, Li Changsheng asked the God of Wisdom what it meant when it said yesterday that the Seven Absolute Zither Master's martial soul was similar to his own.

However, the God of Wisdom did not give a specific answer, only telling Li Changsheng that he would naturally know when his martial soul awakened today.

Therefore, Li Changsheng looked forward to today's martial soul awakening even more.

Having woken up very early, he had no choice but to prepare himself, and then he began to practice the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

After sleeping for a night, his meridians had stretched out, and as if rebounding, when Li Changsheng practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill this morning, his entire body's meridians fed him a piece of expansion information.

Even though he had already reached the perfection of the first stage of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he was still accumulating and progressing.

The vast, white inner energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill emerged from the surface of Li Changsheng's body.

Li Changsheng's body had no impurities; there were none at all.

With the help of the Longevity System earlier, he had recovered to his six-year-old appearance, and it was in the most flawless and unblemished state.

Therefore, combined with the blood energy assisting his cultivation, and the most perfect guidance from the God of Wisdom, he had been able to cultivate from zero to the perfection of the first stage in just ten days.

Every pore on his body opened, glowing with a faint luster, and a fresh fragrance from Li Changsheng's body drifted through the air; a single deep breath was enough to make one feel refreshed throughout.

Sensing that the time had come.

Li Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, a trace of faint purple flashing through his pure pupils.

He walked barefoot off the bed, came to the window, and pushed it open.

He looked at the distant sky, at the touch of fish-belly white gradually rising from the horizon.

This time, he did not let the God of Wisdom possess or control his body.

Instead, he took the lead himself, his gaze fixed tightly on the fish-belly white that was about to burst forth in the distance.

A white line stretched across, and his eyes remained locked onto it.

The Purple Demon Eye became more focused as his soul power flowed, and the urge not to blink echoed in his mind.

Just like that, Li Changsheng stared intently, staring continuously, without needing to blink at all.

If one didn't blink for a long time under normal circumstances, the eyes would certainly feel sore, but when practicing the Purple Demon Eye, the more he did this, the more he could feel a gentle warmth brushing over his eyes, a comfort that made him unable to help but let out a low moan.

The purple energy of the east reached its peak at this moment, reflecting in Li Changsheng's eyes, the faint purple light flashing from time to time, injected bit by bit, and digested by Li Changsheng, who was not yet very familiar with it.

For a full ten minutes, the fish-belly white in the distance was gradually overtaken by orange-red. The gentle caress in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a cool sensation covered his pupils. Li Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, sensing the gains of this morning.

Very good.

Li Changsheng, immersed in his own mind, felt a smile tug at the corners of his mouth, though he remained unconscious of it.

This was the feeling.

Cultivating, sensing the power beyond reason flowing incessantly through his body, he felt an incomparable excitement. Ten thousand years of time were enough to smooth away all the sharp edges of a person.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to see ten thousand years in a single glance. He saw Tang San, who had once stood in the distance, looking up at the hillside with envy as he practiced. In the blink of an eye, he saw the moment Tang San ascended to godhood, and then, he seemed to see his own long-departed wife...

Li Changsheng was a transmigrator, but now, he felt more like a native of this world.

He, too, had once been young and reckless.

He, too, had once sung songs while drinking strong spirits.

He, too, had once experienced the wedding night.

He, too, had witnessed all manner of partings and deaths.

With such a history and such a mindset, how could he not succeed?

Li Changsheng slowly opened his eyes. Just moments ago, while chasing that purple light, he had seen scenes that spanned across time. Even now, tiny purple starlight continued to flicker within his pupils.

"Haa, refreshing."

Li Changsheng stretched comfortably, feeling his soft, delicate limbs and the vast power contained within his body. His young face grew increasingly calm, soon settling into a state as still as water.

He raised his hand and spread his fingers, blocking the piercing orange sunlight. Leaving only a few gaps for the light to filter through, he kept most of his face in the shadows. After a few seconds, Li Changsheng turned around. Estimating the time, he prepared to find a secluded spot to practice some basic spear techniques.

There was no rush for his Spirit Awakening. He could consider the check-in mission at the Sea God Awakening Hall first.

However, Li Changsheng still felt it would be better to check in while undergoing his own Spirit Awakening.

The Sea God Awakening Hall must be bustling right now. Children from Spirit Soul City would be awakening their spirits, as would children from Spirit Soul Village. There were even many who had traveled from afar, hoping to awaken a superior spirit under the lingering grace of the Sea God.

The descendants of Su Yuntao would likely not begin the Spirit Awakening ceremony until noon.

Of course, Su Yuntao had many descendants; there would probably be over a dozen of them coming this time, all working together to awaken the spirits for the children.

The Spirit Awakening was not done one by one, but in batches.

Even so, the ceremony would last from noon until evening.

From this, one could see just how many Gold Soul Coins the descendants of Su Yuntao were raking in...

Li Changsheng felt quite envious. He planned that once he grew strong enough, he would disguise himself as a Wind Wolfman and rob the clan of Su Yuntao's descendants.

No, they weren't a clan anymore; they were a sect.

It seemed to be called the Soul Awakening Sect?