Heart Separation Control Begins, Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Soul Ring Shocks the Entire Arena

The next morning.

In the center of the courtyard, Gu Feng held both palms open before him.

Above his left palm, a three-inch cyan wind blade spun rapidly against his palm, slicing out faint whistling sounds through the air. In his right palm, a palm-sized cluster of airflow slowly rotated in the opposite direction.

The two masses of wind-attribute Soul Power traveled through completely opposing meridian pathways without interfering with one another.

The core of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Heart Separation Control method lay in forcibly separating what had originally been a tangled mass of consciousness into independent streams.

Ordinary Soul Masters already possessed scattered spiritual power. To carve out a second Soul Power pathway within their bodies that would not interfere with the first often required countless tedious collisions within their meridians.

But after consuming the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, Gu Feng's spiritual power had already far surpassed those of the same rank. After just one night of cultivation, he found the balance point where the two streams would not interfere with each other.

One Mind, Two Uses was achieved.

At that moment, the wooden door at the side was pushed open.

Ning Rongrong walked out while rubbing her neck, still carrying the grumpiness of someone who had just woken up.

She looked up and immediately saw Gu Feng playing with different forms of airflow in each hand.

Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly widened as she jogged over to Gu Feng.

"Brother Feng! You... you already mastered One Mind, Two Uses?"

Ning Rongrong was utterly stunned.

Gu Feng withdrew his Soul Power, and the two clusters of cyan wind dispersed into his palms.

"The cultivation route Uncle Ning gave me was very clear. It wasn't difficult to follow it."

"Not difficult?"

Ning Rongrong planted her hands on her hips, her chest rising and falling slightly.

"When I was learning One Mind, Two Uses, it took me ages. Even now, I've only reached the Three-Aperture Controlling Mind's One Mind, Three Uses. Yet you just slept for one night, got up, and already entered the One Mind, Two Uses stage?"

Gu Feng raised his hand and lightly tapped the bridge of Ning Rongrong's nose.

"Rongrong, you'd better work hard. I've reached the threshold of One Mind, Two Uses now, so I'm not far from your Three-Aperture Controlling Mind. Don't let me surpass you when the time comes."

Ning Rongrong's cheeks reddened slightly, but she still refused to admit defeat.

"I won't let you leave me behind!"

East of Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The Imperial Fighting Team's daily morning training was usually led by Qin Ming, but the center of the grounds was now in complete chaos.

Yu Feng hung from the railing of the spirit fighting platform, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Level 39? Sister Yan, stop kidding around! You were still pale and purple all over before. How did your Soul Power suddenly rise by three levels today?"

Dugu Yan stood at the edge of the arena with her arms folded. A layer of exceptionally solid emerald-green Soul Power fluctuations surged around her, forcing the Shi Mo brothers beside her to retreat again and again.

Not only had her weakness from the past few days vanished, her entire body now radiated vigorous vitality.

Osler crouched on the ground, clutching his hair with both hands, his face blank with disbelief.

"Level 39... Even the captain is only Level 38. You just surpassed him?"

Yu Tianheng stood nearby, his feelings complicated. He had never expected his girlfriend to surpass him in Soul Power.

He stepped forward a few paces and looked at Dugu Yan.

"Yan, has the backlash poison in your body really been completely cured?"

Dugu Yan nodded slightly.

"Not only has it been completely suppressed, but even my Martial Soul seems to be showing signs of transformation."

"It was all thanks to Gu Feng. Even my Soul Power increase was his doing."

Yu Tianheng let out a long breath.

"Mm. We really should thank him properly."

Before his words had faded, Shi Mo beside him could not help stepping forward to interrupt.

"Vice-Captain, what miraculous medicine did Gu Feng give you? Your Soul Power rose three levels overnight, yet your foundation is still this solid. Even a Ten Thousand Year ganoderma kept in an auction house's private collection couldn't do that, right?"

Shi Mo also nodded vigorously.

"Exactly, Sister Yan. Our Black Tortoise lineage cultivates painfully slowly. If there were any way to buy even a little of it, our families would pay however many Gold Soul Coins it took!"

The members of the Imperial Fighting Team were all either wealthy or noble, backed by the Heaven Dou Empire's foremost aristocratic families or Soul Master clans. What they lacked least was money.

Seeing such a miracle happen to Dugu Yan, how could they not be tempted?

Just as they were making a commotion, the doors to the spirit fighting grounds were gently pushed open.

Gu Feng entered in a neat set of black fitted clothes, silver clasps fastened at his collar. He was tall and straight-backed.

Ning Rongrong held his arm as the two walked in side by side.

With a tap of his toes, Yu Feng swooped down from the railing like a great bird and directly blocked Gu Feng's path.

"Gu Feng! Brother Feng! Give your brother the truth. What divine treasure did you feed Sister Yan?"

Osler squeezed over as well, looking at Gu Feng eagerly.

"Can it be bought? Even a tiny root strand would do!"

Gu Feng paused and looked at the people crowding around him, calmly spreading his hands.

"Heavenly treasures are unique items formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They depend on both opportunity and compatibility with one's Martial Soul."

"The spiritual medicine I used for Yan can only grow in a particular environment. There was only one such plant in the world, and once it was harvested, its roots were gone for good."

"Everyone, I'm truly unable to help with this."

Hearing Gu Feng say this, Yu Feng immediately deflated and returned to the railing with his head hanging low.

The Shi brothers exchanged a glance and sighed together.

Yu Tianheng stepped forward and solemnly clasped his fists.

"Gu Feng, no matter what, you saved Yan's life. I acknowledge this debt of gratitude."

Gu Feng lifted a hand to steady him.

"You're too polite, Tianheng. Since we're all on the Imperial Fighting Team, helping each other is only right. Besides, Senior Poison Douluo has already paid me sufficiently, so you don't need to keep it in mind."

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, standing beside them, curled her lips into a smile. Once you find out about Brother Feng's and my Soul Power increases, you'll definitely be shocked!

Osler looked at Dugu Yan, then at Gu Feng and Ning Rongrong.

"Gu Feng, the vice-captain's Soul Power has improved. You must have become stronger too, right?"

As soon as he said this, every gaze in the arena snapped toward Gu Feng.

Even Ye Lingling, who had been huddled in the shadows of the corner, could not help taking half a step forward.

Though she also wanted to cultivate faster, that was not what Ye Lingling wanted most. What she wanted most was to solve the problem of the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul being passed down through a single lineage.

But that problem was far too difficult.

Yu Tianheng also stared intently at Gu Feng. Yan's Soul Power had increased by three levels, so Gu Feng's improvement must have been even greater.

Gu Feng did not hide anything.

From now on, they would be together every day for tactical coordination. His true strength would eventually be exposed. Rather than conceal it, he might as well display it openly.

With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect backing him now, it was not excessive for him to walk sideways through this corner of Heaven Dou City!

Gu Feng then stepped back half a pace and lightly stamped his foot. A heavy wave of air swept outward from beneath his cloth boots along the ground. A gale roared, making everyone's robes flutter loudly.

"Gu Feng, Level 42!"

Immediately afterward, four Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath his feet.

Two yellow, one purple, one black!

Especially when that final black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring rose, the air throughout the Mimicry Cultivation Grounds seemed to freeze.

Yu Feng stared at the Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Soul Ring and instantly turned to stone, unable to say a word.

Osler's mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg inside, and he likewise could not squeeze out a single sentence for a long while.

The Shi brothers were even more frozen where they stood.

"Ten... Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring!"

Yu Feng clutched his head in both hands, his shock beyond expression.

"A Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring! A twelve-year-old Four-Ring Soul Ancestor? Are you even human?!"

Yu Tianheng stood stiffly in place, his hands hanging at his sides clenched so tightly that veins bulged across their backs.

A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor.

And with a Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring.

When they had sparred some time ago, Gu Feng had only been Level 36. Relying on his Self-Created Soul Skill, he had barely managed to blast apart Yu Tianheng's Dragon Transformation arm.

Now, Gu Feng had crossed into the Soul Ancestor realm. Not only had his Soul Power surpassed Yu Tianheng's by four levels, he also possessed a Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring that defied all reason!

Yet Yu Tianheng was not discouraged because Gu Feng had grown stronger. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was a dragon! How could a dragon lower its head and admit defeat?

Once I reach Level 40, I'll definitely fight him again!

At this point, everyone's emotions gradually settled. Ning Rongrong, standing nearby with her hands behind her back, took a few graceful steps forward.

Her eyes curved into crescents as nine-colored radiance suddenly blossomed from her palm.

Two yellow and one purple Soul Ring slowly emerged. Yet the Soul Power fluctuations emanating from her were astonishingly on par with Yu Tianheng's!