Breaking Clan, Yang Wushuang

Qian Renxue knew very well just how important it was to raise one's aptitude limit.

For example, if someone's Innate Soul Power was only half a level, then no matter how they cultivated, their ultimate limit would only be level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster. They would never be able to break through to level thirty Soul Elder.

But if their aptitude limit was raised—if their original half-level Innate Soul Power was raised to one level or even higher—then their future limit would rise accordingly.

"Big Sister, it seems we can't take it."

"There's a poison formation around that place, and it requires a specific method to harvest it."

Chen Xi put on a troubled expression.

"There's no need to worry about the poison formation, but if a specific method is needed to harvest it, that's a bit troublesome."

Qian Renxue lowered her head in thought, suddenly recalling the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum Chen Xi had mentioned earlier.

"There is an elder in Spirit City whose martial soul is the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, but he belongs to that woman."

Qian Renxue lightly rubbed her fingertips together. "But then again, the people of the Breaking Clan are exceptionally skilled at refining medicine. They might know something."

"Ci Xue, once Yang Wushuang has finished handling his business, have him come to the residence."

Qian Renxue turned her gaze to Ci Xue and gave the order softly.

"Young Mistress, I'll inform Yang Wushuang right away."

Ci Xue bowed to Qian Renxue, then left the residence.

"Yang Wushuang?"

Hearing that name, Chen Xi thought carefully before finally remembering.

Yang Wushuang was Yang Wudi's younger brother.

Compared to Yang Wudi, Yang Wushuang had a somewhat weaker presence in the original work, which was why Chen Xi had not remembered him at once.

In the original work, Yang Wushuang was skilled in using poison. Since childhood, he had studied all kinds of mixed toxins. Although his strength was somewhat inferior to Yang Wudi's, the gap between them was not great.

If they asked Yang Wushuang, he might actually know something.

Even if Yang Wushuang did not know, there was still Chrysanthemum Douluo in Spirit Hall.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was known as a walking encyclopedia of Mystic Herbs.

Thinking of this, Chen Xi felt that the matter of the Mystic Herbs was as good as settled.

As for whose opportunity the Mystic Herbs were, that did not matter at all. Whoever got an opportunity first, it belonged to them.

"Alright, let's wait here for Yang Wushuang to arrive."

"Today, I'll personally teach you the basics of soul masters and combat training."

Qian Renxue reached out and stroked Chen Xi's hair.

"Alright, Big Sister."

Chen Xi agreed, then ran back to his room and returned to Qian Renxue with a book in his arms.

Qian Renxue briefly checked Chen Xi's learning progress before beginning her explanation.

Qian Renxue's voice as she taught was as crisp and pleasant as an oriole's song, while Chen Xi listened with exceptional focus.

Time gradually passed.

The entire morning soon went by.

After Qian Renxue, Chen Xi, and She Long had a simple lunch, they began their daily combat training.

But unlike before, this time Qian Renxue was teaching practical combat.

On a somewhat open patch of grass, Qian Renxue and Chen Xi stood facing each other.

"Xiao Xi, just come at me."

Qian Renxue beckoned to Chen Xi, signaling for him to make the first move.

"Big Sister, be careful."

Chen Xi released his martial soul, and the Pen of Destiny appeared in his hand.

Qian Renxue merely nodded lightly as she watched Chen Xi release his martial soul, without doing anything else.

Chen Xi raised his pen and wrote the character for "shock" in the air.

Invisible Mental Power spread from the character, expanding toward Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed slightly. Vast Mental Power surged out, directly canceling Chen Xi's mental attack.

Although Qian Renxue was not a soul master who specialized in Mental Power, the gap in strength between her and Chen Xi was enormous. Thus, she could easily block Chen Xi's mental attack.

"Uh, that didn't seem to do anything."

Chen Xi thought for a moment, then continued writing in the air.

Mental Impact!

Mental Blade!

Mental Sh—

Before Chen Xi could finish writing this time, he saw Qian Renxue appear before him. Before he could react, just as he was about to make his next move, his body suddenly went light. The scenery on either side flashed past rapidly, and he crashed onto the ground.

"Huh, that didn't hurt."

Chen Xi felt himself over and indeed felt no pain.

He climbed to his feet and released the Pen of Destiny, allowing it to float quietly in midair.

A yellow Century Spirit Ring flickered continuously beneath Chen Xi's feet.

First Spirit Skill: Heavenly Blessing.

An invisible halo flashed across Chen Xi's body. He could clearly feel his strength, speed, and defense instantly rise to the same level as his Mental Power.

Chen Xi assumed a starting stance and charged toward Qian Renxue. Using Soul Power to guide the Pen of Destiny, he wrote character after character in the air.

Mental Arrow.

Mental Shock.

Impact.

As the characters were written, waves of mental attacks struck toward Qian Renxue.

Chen Xi himself swung his fist at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue raised a hand to block Chen Xi's fist and warded off another mental attack. Deep suspicion appeared in her eyes.

Something felt off.

Chen Xi's mental attacks were roughly at the level of a Soul Grandmaster.

That was understandable.

After all, Chen Xi's martial soul was inherently more outstanding in Mental Power, and he had also used his First Spirit Skill. It was not unusual for him to reach the level of a Two-Ring Great Spirit Master across ranks.

But his speed, strength, and defense were also at the level of a Two-Ring Great Spirit Master. Was that something a soul master specializing in Mental Power should have?

Though those thoughts crossed her mind, Qian Renxue's reactions were not slow. As she blocked Chen Xi's attacks, she also corrected his mistakes.

"Raise your hand a little higher."

"When you sweep with your leg, pay attention to the angle."

With Qian Renxue's corrections, Chen Xi promptly made adjustments.

The training continued for roughly three hours.

It only stopped when Chen Xi was panting from exhaustion.

"Xiao Xi, your martial soul only awakened a few days ago. Being able to do this much is already very good."

"A lack of combat techniques and experience can only be built up over time."

Qian Renxue gently stroked Chen Xi's hair, encouraging him.

Chen Xi nodded very seriously.

"Alright, rest for a while."

Qian Renxue led Chen Xi to a pavilion to rest.

Chen Xi sat cross-legged inside the pavilion and began recovering the Soul Power and Mental Power he had expended.

Just then,

Ci Xue brought Yang Wushuang before Qian Renxue.

"How did everything go?"

Qian Renxue propped up her head with one hand and quietly watched Yang Wushuang.

"Young Mistress, everything went very smoothly. It has all been taken care of."

"Not a single trace will be left behind."

Yang Wushuang patted his chest as he assured Qian Renxue.