Six Years Later, the King's Treasury

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, six years passed like a galloping white horse.

In an inconspicuous little courtyard tucked away in a remote corner of Nuoding City!

The courtyard was surrounded by lush trees. Sunlight filtered through gaps in the leaves, casting patches of mottled light and shadow. A gentle breeze stirred the leaves, making them rustle as though they were telling some tale.

Within the courtyard, Jun Lin was immersed in cultivation, his expression focused and resolute. Drawing on memories from his previous life, he continuously simulated all manner of wondrous techniques from other worlds in his mind.

He sat cross-legged, his hands forming a peculiar seal before him. His chest rose and fell, and with every breath, the Soul Power in the air gathered toward Jun Lin. Soul Power surged around him like raging tides.

Gradually, the Soul Power condensed and shimmered with golden light, as though it had opened the door to a mysterious treasury. Countless golden weapons flickered in and out of sight. Their radiance was dazzling, and each weapon emitted powerful Soul Power fluctuations, as if recounting ancient legends.

Jun Lin raised a hand slightly, and a golden longsword instantly appeared in his grasp. Its blade was covered in intricate patterns, with Soul Power flowing through them as though it possessed life.

With a light swing, the sword wind howled past, cleaving the air itself and producing a piercing shriek.

Then, he changed his hand seal again. Several golden throwing knives shot forth like meteors, striking distant targets with perfect accuracy and burying themselves deep in the wood.

Immediately afterward, Jun Lin's aura changed abruptly. An overwhelming sense of oppression spread outward, like the arrival of the Reaper. The powerful Soul Pressure made even the surrounding air grow heavy.

"Whew... whew... whew..."

"I finally simulated it successfully."

Jun Lin opened his eyes and ended his cultivation for the day. In five years, his Soul Power had already broken through to level fifty-five. He could clearly feel the surging power within him, and the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily. Rising to his feet, he stretched his limbs.

Meanwhile, in another room, Ah Yin slowly opened her beautiful eyes. Her Soul Power had also broken through to level forty-three.

In fact, Jun Lin and Ah Yin had applied to graduate early from Nuoding Junior Academy two years ago. At the time, they had already been the brightest presences in the academy.

After graduating, Jun Lin and Ah Yin returned home and continued cultivating in seclusion. He knew well that without absolute strength, they would inevitably be suppressed or recruited by other major powers. Neither of them wanted to become someone else's pawn.

The reason Jun Lin and Ah Yin had advanced so quickly was not only due to their extraordinary talents, but also because of the various cultivation resources in the System Shop.

Of course, the main reason was the Immortal Herbs, which had drained Jun Lin's savings over the past few years.

After consuming the Immortal Herbs, in addition to his original daily routine of one hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats, and a ten-kilometer run, he had taken a different path. He constantly simulated a certain golden king's "King's Treasury" and studied the various applications of spiritual power from the world of Death Gods.

At first, Jun Lin's attempts were full of setbacks. He mobilized his Soul Power and tried to gather the surrounding energy to simulate the "King's Treasury," but every attempt ended in failure.

Soul Power surged chaotically around him, sometimes erupting in bursts of light and sometimes quietly dissipating. Once, he used too much force and lost control of his Soul Power. Not only did he blow himself into a disheveled mess, but the surrounding flowers and trees suffered as well.

Ah Yin happened to pass by and could not help laughing at the sight. She teased, "A-Jun, are you cultivating, or are you setting off fireworks? Look at you. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were competing with fireworks."

Jun Lin scratched his head awkwardly and said helplessly, "I don't want this either, but this power is too difficult to control. I always feel that the human body can't directly command the power of nature, which is why I keep failing."

Ah Yin frowned slightly. After pondering for a moment, she said, "Perhaps you should try a different approach and look for another method. You can't keep forcing it like this."

Hearing that, Jun Lin fell into deep thought as he searched for a solution. Amid his confusion, he suddenly thought of his Martial Soul—the Lord of Elements. He abruptly understood. Wasn't the greatest function of his Martial Soul controlling all kinds of elemental power?

He focused once more and tried again. He activated his Martial Soul and had it sense the elemental power around him. He could feel his Martial Soul acting like a powerful magnetic field, drawing all kinds of elemental Soul Power toward him. He carefully controlled it, ensuring the elemental power did not become too violent.

As the elemental power gathered, Jun Lin began mobilizing his spiritual power as well. He fused the Soul Power within his body with the elemental power, then used his spiritual power to shape it, attempting to create all kinds of weapons.

At first, the process did not go smoothly. Conflicts would arise from time to time, causing the weapons' forms to become unstable. But Jun Lin did not give up. He continuously adjusted his spiritual power, striving to find a balance.

After countless attempts and failures, Jun Lin finally found a stable method of fusion. When golden light shone around him and countless weapons formed from Soul Power and elemental power flickered into view, Jun Lin's heart brimmed with joy and pride. He knew that he had created a fighting style unique to himself—a Soul Power version of the "King's Treasury."

Ah Yin had been watching Jun Lin's cultivation the entire time. When she saw him successfully master the "King's Treasury," her eyes were filled with astonishment.

"A-Jun, you really are a genius! You actually did it."

Ah Yin praised him sincerely. Her eyes were full of admiration and appreciation, as though she were looking upon a legendary figure.

Jun Lin smiled slightly, confidence gleaming in his eyes. "Ah Yin, this is only the beginning. I believe there are even more possibilities waiting for us to uncover in the future."

Ah Yin asked curiously, "A-Jun, how did you think of using your Martial Soul to solve this problem?"

Jun Lin shrugged and explained, "I kept reflecting on my failures, and then I suddenly thought of my Martial Soul's characteristics. Since it can control all kinds of elemental power, why not use it to command the power of nature? That might allow me to successfully simulate the 'King's Treasury.'"

Faced with Ah Yin's amazement, Jun Lin did not hold back. He taught Ah Yin what he had learned about the diverse ways Soul Pressure was used in the world of Death Gods.

He explained the various control methods and techniques in detail, as well as how to combine and develop them with one's own Soul Power.

"Ah Yin, the key to Soul Pressure lies in controlling your spiritual power. You must learn to condense your spiritual power into a powerful pressure. Then, guided by Soul Power, release that pressure to intimidate your enemies," Jun Lin explained patiently.

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