Heavenly Origin Art

Morning.

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

"Ju Zi, Sister Guyi, I have something good to show you."

Ju Zi had just come out of the house, still holding a bowl of hot porridge.

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

Both of them looked up at the same time.

Huo Yuhao handed over the booklets, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"This is a cultivation method I developed."

Ju Zi took one of the booklets 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, strengthen 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 years might not be capable of such a thing.

Not to mention how old Huo Yuhao was now.

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

The handwriting inside was neat.

The first part described the routes for circulating soul power. The latter part detailed breathing rhythms, along with markings for several special acupoints.

Some of the contents were completely beyond her understanding.

What was soul power flow rate?

What was circulation efficiency?

And then there was that sentence near the end: the human body was a whole; soul power, spiritual power, 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 medicinal 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 calm.

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

"Yuhao would never joke about something like this."

"Of course I wouldn't."

Huo Yuhao puffed out his chest, his face serious.

"This is the result of a very long time 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 the sight of him.

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

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

He had always been someone who created miracles again and again.

Now, he had merely created a cultivation technique of his own.

Perfectly reasonable.

Ye Guyi said nothing more.

She rose and walked to the center of the courtyard, sitting 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 entirely different from ordinary meditation, and many parts even seemed unnecessarily roundabout.

Her soul power had barely made it halfway through the route when she felt a faint stabbing pain in her meridians.

Ye Guyi's brows furrowed slightly.

But she did not stop.

Following the booklet's method, she continued guiding her soul power around that acupoint.

The next moment.

A warm sensation suddenly spread out from her waist and abdomen.

Ye Guyi's body trembled faintly.

She could clearly feel that after her soul power passed through that acupoint, it actually stirred the nearby flesh and bones.

The feeling was strange.

Yet it was not unpleasant.

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

Time slowly passed.

Huo Yuhao sat on a stone stool, 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 pulled Huo Yuhao onto her lap, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and held it to his mouth.

"Open up."

"Ju Zi, I can eat by myself."

"Open up."

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

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

Whenever she took care of him, there was always a mother's unique tenderness in her eyes, along with a mature gentleness between her brows.

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

A bride? A bride!

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

Ye Guyi had just completed one circulation cycle when she saw this scene.

The corner of her eye twitched slightly.

Huo Yuhao was usually quite smart.

He could refine pills, study cultivation methods, and 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 him.

Ye Guyi withdrew her gaze and continued circulating her soul power.

Before she knew it, an hour had passed.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Her warm golden eyes were filled with disbelief.

Her soul power had truly increased.

And the speed was incredibly fast.

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

More importantly.

Her body was also growing 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 for increasing soul power.

It was an all-around improvement.

"How was it?"

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

Ye Guyi looked at him.

After a long while, she finally spoke slowly.

"It's powerful."

"Of course it is."

Huo Yuhao immediately became smug.

"I spent half a year researching it."

Ye Guyi did not mock him.

She merely lowered her head to look at the small booklet in her hand, her fingers lightly brushing over its cover.

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 fast enough, she could kill those evil soul masters and avenge her family.

But she had never considered this.

Cultivation itself could actually be broken down like this.

Huo Yuhao was so much younger than her.

Yet this boy viewed strength in an entirely different way.

He seemed to have always known why he wanted to become stronger.

And he also knew how to become stronger.

Ye Guyi looked at Huo Yuhao.

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

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

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

"This is reasonable pride."

"Mm, reasonable."

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

Huo Yuhao's face was full of helplessness.

Ye Guyi suddenly felt that this scene was wonderful.

Very quiet.

And very warm.

She did not know when it had begun, but she had grown used to staying in this little courtyard.

Used to training, eating, and cultivating every day.

Used to Ju Zi's arrangements.

And used to Huo Yuhao constantly making all sorts of ridiculous things beside her.

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

Curiosity.

Admiration, too.

And even a little reverence she was unwilling to admit.

Just 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 that ordinary people could not.

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

Then, she checked her soul power.

Level thirty-eight.

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

Such a cultivation speed was something she had never even dared to imagine before.

But now...

With the aid of the Heavenly Origin Art...

At most, one month.

She would be able to break through to level forty.

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 growing resolute.

She had once believed that she would spend her entire life struggling in hatred.

But now...

It seemed that she truly saw a future.