Heavenly Origin Art

Morning.

Before the dew in the courtyard had dried, Huo Yuhao ran out excitedly with two small booklets in his arms.

"Ju Zi, Guyi, let me show you something good."

Ju Zi had just come out of the room, carrying a bowl of hot porridge.

Ye Guyi sat beside the stone table, wiping her short sword.

Both looked up at the same time.

Huo Yuhao handed them the booklets, unable to hide his smile.

"This is a cultivation method I developed."

Ju Zi took a booklet and glanced down at it.

There were only three words on the cover.

Heavenly Origin Art.

Ye Guyi's movements stopped.

"You developed this?"

"Mm."

Huo Yuhao nodded, then added, "It can speed up Soul Power cultivation, temper the body, and even improve spiritual power a little."

Ye Guyi fell silent.

She looked at the little fellow before her, who was not even as tall as her waist, and for a moment, she did not know what to say.

A self-created cultivation method.

Even Soul Masters who had been famous for many years might not be capable of such a thing.

Let alone someone as young as Huo Yuhao.

Ye Guyi lowered her head and opened the booklet in her hands.

The handwriting inside was very neat.

The beginning described the routes for circulating Soul Power, while the latter half detailed breathing rhythms and marked several special acupoints.

Some of it, she could not understand at all.

What was Soul Power flow rate?

What was circulation efficiency?

And that final sentence: the human body was a whole; Soul Power, spirit, and physique were all indispensable.

Ye Guyi frowned deeply as she read.

No matter how she looked at it, this did not seem like something a child could have written.

But then she remembered the Profound Water Pill.

The Blue Jade Pill.

And the pill that had transformed her Martial Soul.

This little brother of hers had never seemed to follow common sense.

"Give it a try."

Ju Zi had already finished reading the booklet, her tone exceptionally calm.

She placed the hot porridge on the stone table, then reached out and rubbed Huo Yuhao's head.

"Huo Yuhao would never joke about something like this."

"Of course I wouldn't."

Huo Yuhao puffed out his chest, looking utterly serious.

"This is the result of a very long period of research."

Ye Guyi could not help rolling her eyes. No matter how long it had been, it could not possibly have exceeded half a year, could it?

Ju Zi could not help smiling at his appearance.

She was not overly shocked by the appearance of the Heavenly Origin Art.

In her previous life, Huo Yuhao had reached such heights.

He himself was someone who constantly created miracles.

Now, he had merely created a cultivation technique.

Perfectly reasonable.

Ye Guyi said nothing more.

She rose and walked to the center of the courtyard, then sat cross-legged according to the booklet's instructions.

The first step.

Adjust her breathing.

The second step.

Guide Soul Power into the designated meridians.

Ye Guyi closed her eyes and slowly circulated her Soul Power.

At first, she was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

The circulation route of the Heavenly Origin Art was completely different from ordinary meditation, and many parts even seemed unnecessarily roundabout.

When her Soul Power had only circulated halfway, she felt a faint stabbing pain in her meridians.

Ye Guyi's brows knit slightly.

But she did not stop.

She continued following the booklet's method, guiding her Soul Power around that acupoint.

The next moment.

A warm sensation suddenly spread from her waist and abdomen.

Ye Guyi's body trembled slightly.

She could clearly feel that after her Soul Power passed through that acupoint, it actually affected the surrounding flesh and bones.

The sensation was strange.

Yet it was not unpleasant.

Instead, it felt as though her body was being awakened bit by bit.

Time slowly passed.

Huo Yuhao sat on the stone bench, drinking porridge as he watched Ye Guyi cultivate.

Ju Zi sat beside him and casually took the spoon from his hand.

"Eat slowly."

"I'm not eating fast."

"You nearly inhaled the porridge through your nose just now."

Huo Yuhao: "..."

He lowered his head awkwardly.

But Ju Zi did not let him off.

She lifted Huo Yuhao onto her lap, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to his mouth.

"Open your mouth."

"Ju Zi, I can eat by myself."

"Open your mouth."

Huo Yuhao looked at Ju Zi's calm expression and eventually opened his mouth obediently.

He had noticed a habit that even Ju Zi herself had not noticed. Perhaps it was because she had been a mother in her previous life.

Whenever Ju Zi took care of him, her eyes always revealed the tender affection unique to a mother, while her brows carried a mature gentleness.

How was this like a wife? She was practically like a mother.

Bride? Bride!

Once Huo Yuhao thought of it that way, he accepted this strange arrangement.

Just as Ye Guyi completed one circulation cycle, she saw this scene.

The corner of her eye twitched slightly.

Huo Yuhao was usually quite clever.

He refined pills, researched cultivation methods, and could even say many things she could not understand.

But in front of Ju Zi, why did he act like an ordinary child?

No.

Even ordinary children were not as obedient as he was.

Ye Guyi withdrew her gaze and continued circulating her Soul Power.

Before she realized it, an hour had passed.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Her warm golden eyes were filled with disbelief.

Her Soul Power had indeed increased.

And the speed was extremely fast.

Ye Guyi carefully sensed the changes within her body and discovered that the effects of this hour of cultivation were actually more obvious than two and a half hours of her usual meditation.

More importantly.

Her body was also becoming stronger.

Every time her Soul Power passed through those special acupoints, it left behind a trace of warm energy that continuously nourished her flesh and bones.

This was not merely a cultivation method that increased Soul Power.

It was a comprehensive form of improvement.

"How was it?"

Huo Yuhao poked his head out from Ju Zi's arms and asked expectantly.

Ye Guyi looked at him.

Only after a long while did she slowly speak.

"It's powerful."

"Of course it is."

Huo Yuhao immediately became smug.

"I researched it for half a year."

Ye Guyi did not mock him.

She merely lowered her head and looked at the small booklet in her hands, lightly stroking its cover with her fingers.

In the past, she had only known how to cultivate desperately.

She had only known how to become stronger.

She had believed that as long as her Soul Power was high enough and her sword was fast enough, she could kill those Evil Soul Masters and avenge her family.

But she had never considered.

That cultivation itself could be broken down in this way.

Huo Yuhao was so much younger than she was.

Yet this youth viewed power in a completely different way.

He always seemed to know exactly why he wanted to become stronger.

And he knew how to become even stronger.

Ye Guyi looked at Huo Yuhao.

At that moment, Ju Zi was pinching his cheek while Huo Yuhao dodged and protested softly.

"Stop pinching me. I'm not dough."

"Who told you to get so carried away just now?"

"This is reasonable pride."

"Mm, reasonable."

Ju Zi humored him with her words, but her hand did not loosen.

Huo Yuhao looked utterly helpless.

Ye Guyi suddenly felt that this scene was nice.

Very peaceful.

And very warm.

She did not know when she had become accustomed to staying in this little courtyard.

Accustomed to training, eating, and cultivating every day.

Accustomed to Ju Zi's arrangements.

And accustomed to Huo Yuhao constantly coming up with all sorts of absurd things beside her.

At that thought, a complicated emotion suddenly surfaced in Ye Guyi's heart.

Curiosity.

Admiration as well.

And even a little reverence she was unwilling to admit.

How far would this little brother go in the future?

Ye Guyi did not know.

But she felt that Huo Yuhao might truly accomplish many things ordinary people could never achieve.

She slowly exhaled and suppressed the distracting thoughts in her heart.

Then, she sensed her own Soul Power.

Level thirty-eight.

In one year, she had risen from level thirty-two to level thirty-eight.

She had never even dared to imagine such a cultivation speed before.

But now.

With the aid of the Heavenly Origin Art.

At most, she would break through to level forty within a month.

Her fourth Soul Ring.

A ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Ye Guyi tightened her grip on the short sword in her hand, her gaze gradually becoming resolute.

She had once believed that she could only struggle in hatred for the rest of her life.

But now.

It seemed that she truly saw a future.