"Soul Regulation," the Night Was More Beautiful

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Every day, Leng Yaozhu packed Su Xun's schedule to the brim.

She cultivated everything from his character and intellect to his fitness, aesthetics, and work ethic, leaving nothing out.

But after half a month, he had more or less grown accustomed to it.

That morning.

Su Xun sat cross-legged opposite Leng Yaozhu, his face solemn, as she said:

"This cultivation method is called... 'Soul Regulation.'"

Su Xun's expression turned strange.

Soul Return?

Why did that sound a little sinister?

O soul, return?!

Thump-

Leng Yaozhu rapped him on the head in exasperation.

"Regulation, as in rules."

"It means regulating your own soul power."

"It comes from a small sect, and originated from one of its founder's soul skills."

"Of course, none of that matters."

"What matters is that I've tried cultivating it myself and found that it does have something to it."

Curiosity appeared on Su Xun's face.

If even someone with Leng Yaozhu's breadth of knowledge thought it had something to it, then it really must be worthwhile.

"You've learned quite a bit of theoretical knowledge lately."

"Tell me how a soul master can increase the speed of their soul power cultivation."

Pop quizzes, anytime, anywhere!

Su Xun answered:

"First, by working hard without slacking off."

"Second, through the environment."

"Environment can also be divided into two factors: whether the natural energy is abundant, and whether there is an artificial or naturally occurring mimicry training ground."

Leng Yaozhu nodded.

"Correct."

"The beauty of 'Soul Regulation' is that, once cultivated to a profound level, it not only allows finer control over your soul power output."

"It also allows you to adjust the... frequency of your soul power."

Frequency tuning?!

Even Su Xun was taken aback.

A smile appeared on Leng Yaozhu's face.

"By adjusting its frequency, you can make your soul power resonate with the natural energy."

"And thereby accelerate your cultivation."

"You can think of it as automatically generating a mimicry training ground anytime, anywhere, so long as natural energy is present."

Su Xun could not help growing even more astonished.

"If it's such a good cultivation method, why didn't anyone discover it before?"

Leng Yaozhu chuckled.

"I only discovered its frequency-tuning ability after cultivating it myself."

"The strongest person in that small sect is only a Soul Emperor. Even they don't understand its mysteries."

"If I hadn't used the Leng Family's covert network to conduct an extensive search, I probably wouldn't have discovered it either."

"As for the great families, they all have their own inheritances. They wouldn't expend so much effort searching."

"Take the Tang Sect, for instance. Its Mysterious Heaven Skill has been passed down for twenty thousand years and was left by a god. Why would they spare other cultivation methods a glance?"

Su Xun understood.

The weak could not discover what made "Soul Regulation" special.

The strong had their own inheritances, looked down on it, and would not spend the effort to cultivate it.

For a moment, he felt deeply moved.

Judging by Leng Yaozhu's words.

During this time, to find a good cultivation method suited to him.

After her trusted aides brought back what they found, she had truly "tested the poison on herself," checking its quality before teaching it to him.

"Feeling touched?"

The corners of Leng Yaozhu's lips curved upward.

Su Xun nodded eagerly.

Leng Yaozhu smiled and said:

"Good. You should be."

"Remember how good I am to you. Don't let some girl hook you with a little flirting and make you forget your teacher someday."

Su Xun immediately promised:

"Teacher will always come first in my heart."

Leng Yaozhu raised an eyebrow, disbelief written all over her face.

"What will you do when you find a wife, then?"

Su Xun hesitated, swallowing the words that nearly slipped out.

That would have been rather outrageously disrespectful.

"Hey, you actually hesitated!"

Leng Yaozhu's phoenix eyes widened in displeasure.

Then she scolded him.

"Sit properly. Follow my guidance and circulate your soul power."

As she spoke, soul power flowed through her slender, jade-like finger, warm against Su Xun's dantian as she touched it.

Su Xun shivered, a tingling itch spreading through him.

But having just escaped a disaster, he dared not drag his feet.

Holding his breath and focusing his mind, he summoned his soul power and circulated it throughout his body, following the guidance of Leng Yaozhu's warm soul power as it flowed into him.

It took a full hour before he completed one circulation under her guidance.

A wondrous sensation lingered in his heart.

The soul power inside him seemed a little more obedient.

"Phew. Come on, keep going."

Leng Yaozhu panted lightly, her cheeks flushed.

At her level, guiding a disciple's soul power through his meridians should naturally have posed no difficulty.

But "Soul Regulation" was not the cultivation method she practiced, after all.

Their soul power attributes were different as well.

While circulating "Soul Regulation," she not only had to divide her attention to suppress its conflict with her family's cultivation method.

She also had to strip away her soul power's attributes as much as possible to avoid harming Su Xun's meridians.

On top of that, she had to observe Su Xun's progress, control the speed, and so on.

In short, she had to split her focus among many tasks.

Suppressing the conflict between the cultivation methods consumed most of her effort.

After completing one circulation, Su Xun opened his eyes and saw the flush on Leng Yaozhu's face.

But since Leng Yaozhu told him to continue, he could hardly stop.

He could only speed up.

And keep pace with the warm current guiding him inside his body.

Having already done it once, he had gained some familiarity.

Thus, he completed the second circulation much faster.

By the end of this round, Su Xun had actually memorized almost the entire circulation route.

But Leng Yaozhu had no intention of stopping and began guiding him through a third round.

As his familiarity deepened, Su Xun grew faster and faster, completing the three rounds in two and a half hours.

He had also fully memorized the circulation route.

Only then did Leng Yaozhu stop.

She released the "Soul Regulation" circulation route within her body.

The flush on her face quickly faded.

Seeing Su Xun staring at her with wide, expectant eyes, she immediately snapped:

"What are you staring at!"

"Hurry up and cultivate. Familiarize yourself with the route."

Su Xun hurriedly focused his mind and began cultivating.

Once Leng Yaozhu saw that Su Xun had entered meditation, she rose and returned to her bedroom to bathe and change into loose loungewear.

Su Xun, meanwhile, seemed to have become addicted.

Only in the evening did he end his cultivation of "Soul Regulation."

At that very moment, his soul power rippled, then abruptly pierced through a barrier.

Rank fourteen!

Watching this, Leng Yaozhu smiled in satisfaction.

Then, after half a month, she gave Su Xun a rare two-day break.

Instead, Su Xun found himself momentarily unaccustomed to it.

"What, don't want a holiday?"

Leng Yaozhu looked at him with a teasing smile.

Su Xun hurriedly shook his head.

Then his eyes shifted.

"Teacher, I can't go anywhere even if I have a holiday!"

"How about..."

Leng Yaozhu smiled and ruffled his hair.

"Get a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, I'll take you around Shrek City."

Su Xun blinked.

"Teacher, the night market is more beautiful."

Leng Yaozhu paused, then smiled.

"Then change your clothes. We'll go now."

Not long afterward.

Teacher and disciple appeared in Shrek City.

Both were dressed very simply.

Leng Yaozhu wore a white shirt and black shorts over her full hips.

Su Xun also wore a white T-shirt and black shorts.

Even a city as prosperous as Shrek City still had places resembling snack streets.

They were just as rich in the bustle of everyday life.

Although his usual meals were lavish too.

Su Xun's eyes still lit up at the sight of the "roadside stalls" before him.

The reason was simple.

Though he was now six, in those six years, when had he ever had a chance to see a scene so steeped in nostalgia?

And so, he went straight into sweep-through mode, devouring skewers by the handful.