Meng Chen Appears, Teaching Shui Bing'er a Cultivation Art

"Little girl, don't be sad just yet."

Before Shui Bing'er's tears could fall, a clear and gentle male voice suddenly rang out in her mind. It was like a spring breeze brushing over her heart, soothing the sorrow in her soul.

This sudden change left Shui Bing'er stunned.

Her gaze shifted slightly. No longer sad, her exquisite face filled with intense vigilance as she instinctively looked around and shouted coldly, "Who's talking? Show yourself!"

The next second, before Shui Bing'er's astonished eyes, a streak of Chaos Flowing Light flew out from her chest.

Immediately afterward, an illusory yet majestic Purple Robe Figure appeared, floating above the bed. He looked down at her, warmth and a trace of apology in his eyes.

Shui Bing'er raised her head and looked at the purple-robed phantom.

He was tall and slender, with black hair cascading like a waterfall and extraordinarily handsome features. A Chaos Mark was branded between his brows. His purple robes moved without wind as Sun, Moon, and Stars circled around him, while Beautiful Mountains and Rivers manifested beside him. He seemed transcendent and refined, noble beyond the mundane world.

A magnificent holy ring floated behind him, its surface inscribed with Chaos laws. As the holy ring slowly turned, it stirred the chaotic void.

Chaos Qi, as deep and vast as a celestial river, spread outward and wrapped around him like ribbons. Faint projections of Chaos Shoulder Armor rested upon his shoulders, sacred and inviolable. He was like a supreme Chaos Deity!

The trace of Holy Might washing over her made Shui Bing'er's delicate body tremble. Her beautiful eyes widened, her blue-violet lips parted slightly, and her mind went blank as a question surfaced.

When had another person appeared inside her body?

Meng Chen lowered his head and saw Shui Bing'er looking as though she had seen a ghost.

Uh... she really had seen a ghost.

"Who are you? Why are you inside my body?"

After a moment, Shui Bing'er recovered her senses and watched Meng Chen warily. As intelligent as she was, she already had a guess in her heart.

Meng Chen smiled faintly at Shui Bing'er and introduced himself. "Don't be nervous, little girl. I am the Lord of Heavenly Court. You may call me Heavenly Emperor Chen. As for why I am inside your body, that is a long story..."

"Then make it short."

Shui Bing'er coldly cut Meng Chen off. She did not have the slightest favorable impression of the person who had stolen her Soul Power and caused her to fall from level thirty-five to level zero.

Meng Chen did not get angry at this and continued, "Fine, I'll keep it short. I was besieged and had no choice but to self-destruct my physical body, escaping with my remnant soul."

"I simply did not expect my Chaos Bead to fall into your body. My Soul Body was too weak, so it instinctively absorbed your Soul Power, causing you to lose it all."

"But now that I have awakened, I no longer need to absorb your Soul Power to recover. You need not worry about your Soul Power disappearing again."

"Of course, I am not an ungrateful person. Since you helped me awaken, I naturally will not mistreat you. What compensation do you want? As long as it is within my power, you may name it."

At this, anger appeared on Shui Bing'er's exquisite face. "Compensation? Fine! Then give all my Soul Power back! Restore me to level thirty-five!"

Shui Bing'er did not care who Meng Chen was or how powerful he had once been. She only wanted to recover her Soul Power as soon as possible.

Only then could she lead her sisters two years later and represent Skywater Academy in the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition!

Facing Shui Bing'er's anger, Meng Chen's deep eyes were full of guilt.

Anyone would be furious after having the cultivation they had worked so hard to attain stolen away.

Shui Bing'er's reaction was already quite polite. That old youngster who secretly groped an Ancient Clan girl in the middle of the night had gotten a full-on beating the moment he showed up.

"Well... sigh," Meng Chen sighed softly. "I am still too weak. Staying conscious is already my limit, so I cannot help you recover immediately."

"You..." Shui Bing'er's eyes immediately reddened.

If she could not recover, how could she lead Skywater Academy into the competition?

Images flashed through her mind: her sisters sweating in the academy training grounds, their faces full of expectation...

Two years. There were only two years left.

If she could not restore her Soul Power, how could she contend against those genius Spirit Masters in the arena and bear Skywater Academy's honor?

"Then I... what should I do...?"

Shui Bing'er murmured, a misty sheen swiftly filling her eyes and condensing into tears that swirled in her sockets, making her look pitiful.

Seeing that Shui Bing'er was about to cry again, Meng Chen hurriedly said, "Don't cry. While I cannot return your Soul Power immediately, I have other ways to help you recover."

Shui Bing'er raised her head through tearful eyes. Her sapphire-like gaze looked at him through the watery haze, carrying her last thread of hope. "Really? What method?"

Meng Chen's illusory figure raised his right hand, extending one finger. A spot of blue light gleamed at his fingertip.

No one knew what that blue light was, but it made even the ice-attributed Soul Power in the surrounding air leap and tremble with excitement.

Meng Chen's expression turned solemn. "Close your eyes and focus. I will pass down a cultivation art to you. This art is no trivial matter. You must accept it wholeheartedly and must not resist in the slightest."

Looking at the blue light so close before her, Shui Bing'er instinctively felt a trace of vigilance rise in her heart.

But on second thought, she had already lost her Soul Power. Without Soul Power, no matter how powerful her Martial Soul was, it would be no different from a useless Martial Soul. What was there to fear?

Besides... this might be her only hope.

She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes, tears that had yet to fall still clinging to her long lashes.

Seeing this, Meng Chen hesitated no longer and pressed a finger to Shui Bing'er's smooth forehead.

The instant his fingertip touched her forehead, a vast torrent of information, as immense as a galaxy and as frigid as ancient mystical ice, roared into Shui Bing'er's Sea of Consciousness!

"Urgh..."

Shui Bing'er let out a muffled groan, her delicate body shaking violently.

She felt as though an iceberg had exploded in her mind, as though a glacier had descended from the nine heavens.

Endless profound runes surged forth madly and intertwined with one another, eventually forming a majestic and vast chapter of a cultivation art that was deeply branded into her soul.

At the beginning of the text were five ancient-looking symbols that radiated a majestic chill capable of making souls tremble: Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art.

Shui Bing'er nervously read through it in her mind. The language used in this cultivation art was not the common tongue of Douluo Continent, yet strangely, she could understand it.

After reading the general outline and the specific guidance method, Shui Bing'er was utterly astonished.

The subtlety and profundity of this cultivation art far surpassed everything Shui Bing'er understood about the word "cultivation."

The Skywater Academy meditation method she knew, along with every other advanced meditation method she had heard of, were all utterly pathetic before this Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art!

If she had to force a comparison, it was like the glow of a firefly compared to the brilliance of the moon, a stream compared to the vast sea!

The transmission of information lasted roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

When Meng Chen withdrew his finger, his already illusory Soul Body became several degrees more transparent. Clearly, passing down this cultivation art had consumed a great deal of his strength.

Shui Bing'er remained standing there with her eyes closed, completely still. She was clearly still digesting the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art.

The expression on her lovely face shifted constantly.

Shock, confusion, astonishment... there was no end to them. In the end, they became an almost obsessive rapture.

It was a full half hour before she finally opened her eyes and emerged from the cultivation art.

Her azure eyes were now filled with shock.

She looked at Meng Chen, her voice trembling from extreme astonishment. "Th-this... what exactly is this?"

She kept recalling the mysteries of the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art in her mind. She could understand it and knew what to do, but she did not comprehend it.

Like a summer insect unable to speak of ice.

Seeing her like this, Meng Chen revealed a faint smile on his pale Soul Body's face.

He stood with his hands behind his back. Though weakened by passing down the cultivation art, he still carried an aloof bearing as though overlooking all living beings.

"This Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art is a high-grade Earth Tier ice-attributed cultivation art," Meng Chen said slowly, a trace of reminiscence flashing through his eyes. "I obtained it years ago while exploring an ancient ruin. And this is only the first six revolutions. Combined with the final three revolutions, it reaches high-grade Heaven Tier, but that requires a Dou Zun to cultivate fully. You should cultivate the first part for now."

"Earth Tier... high-grade?" Shui Bing'er caught this unfamiliar term, and the confusion in her eyes deepened.

On Douluo Continent, a meditation method was simply a meditation method. What was this "Earth Tier"?

Hearing her confusion, Meng Chen explained, "The meditation methods on your Douluo Continent are far too backward. They have not formed a complete cultivation art system at all.

"So-called high-grade Earth Tier is a classification for cultivation art grades."

He paused, looked at Shui Bing'er, and said each word clearly, "This art can lead directly to the divine realm. In the terms of your Douluo Continent, that means becoming a god at level one hundred."

The so-called Douluo Gods were not worth mentioning before Meng Chen. Forget Earth Tier—Yellow Tier was more than enough.

"Becoming... a god?" Shui Bing'er's beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parted, and she was completely speechless.

This information was far too shocking for her.

The ultimate goal of an ordinary Spirit Master's cultivation was to become a Titled Douluo.

And was the ultimate goal of a Titled Douluo not to become a god at level one hundred?

Yet over the past ten thousand years, how many Titled Douluo had achieved it?

This illusory figure before her was actually telling her that this cultivation art could lead directly to the realm of deities?

Meng Chen remained calm. "Girl, there is no need to be so surprised. The Spirit Master cultivation system of your world is, how should I put it, a little too beginner village in my eyes."

"It relies too heavily on the innate quality of Martial Souls, its meditation methods are inefficient, and its use of the energy of heaven and earth only skims the surface."

He shook his head. "Soul Power is, in essence, also a form of energy."

"And the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art is a supreme method that points directly to the origin of energy and the origin of laws. If you cultivate it, your cultivation speed will be far beyond that of ordinary meditation methods. You will absolutely be able to restore your Soul Power as quickly as possible."

Shui Bing'er's heart pounded wildly, but she remained half-convinced and half-doubtful.

"Are... are you telling the truth? Cultivating this Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art can really let me recover quickly?"

Meng Chen chuckled. "Why not try it and see?"

Fine, she would try it!

Shui Bing'er hesitated no longer and immediately sat cross-legged on the bed again.

Closing her eyes and focusing her mind, she sank into her Sea of Consciousness and began cultivating Soul Power according to the methods in the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art.

Cultivation was always awkward at the beginning. Her body ached somewhat, and she could not even find the right path.

But Shui Bing'er was exceptionally talented and strong-willed. After the initial stiffness and pain, she quickly found her way in.

Then, Soul Power surged into her body like a tide, and the aura around Shui Bing'er began to change.

Cultivation knew no passage of time, and night soon arrived.

Meng Chen's Soul Body had remained quietly floating nearby, silently watching Shui Bing'er cultivate.

Seeing her enter the path so quickly and fall into a deep cultivation state where she forgot both herself and the world, a trace of appreciation could not help but pass through Meng Chen's eyes.

Buzz—

A faint tremor sounded from Shui Bing'er's body as she suddenly opened her eyes.

A flash of icy-blue radiance passed through Shui Bing'er's eyes, and they were now filled with wild joy!

"Level three... my Soul Power has recovered to level three?!" Shui Bing'er's voice trembled with choked delight as she looked at Meng Chen in surprise.

This person had not lied to her!

Wonderful! As long as she cultivated diligently, she still had hope of leading her sisters into the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition!

Seeing that she was finally no longer sad, Meng Chen could not help but smile.

The night was still long.

And when dawn arrived, icy brilliance would shine brightly, and the phoenix would cry out.