The next day.
Jiang Hai woke from his meditation and went to the Holy Emperor Grand Plaza with the Blood-Clothed Elder.
Meditation had to be admitted to be a dull, tedious affair, but once an image of the Demon Empress was stored in one's mind, it became easy to forget the passage of time.
In his previous life, Jiang Hai had heard of people cultivating by visualizing an exotic beast or an embodiment of the Dao in their minds. The Demon Empress's spiritual consciousness was somewhat similar to that kind of visualization method.
However, aside from the drawbacks the Blood-Clothed Elder had mentioned, that wisp of the Demon Empress's spiritual consciousness actually had another flaw. If someone contemplated her figure for too long without a firm enough will, the seductive aura she exuded could easily influence their mind.
The power of a peerless beauty was not to be underestimated. The Demon Empress's exquisite face and seductive air could easily draw people into obsession. Perhaps that was precisely why every statue of her wore that terrifying Ghost-Face Mask, with its blue face and protruding fangs.
What would happen if I changed the Demon Empress I visualize in my mind into something else, or another person? The thought suddenly surfaced in Jiang Hai's mind, and once it appeared, he could no longer suppress it.
The Meditation Method Jiang Hai practiced had come from Zhang Lexuan. She was the foremost member of Shrek Academy's Inner Court and had already become a Titled Douluo three years ago. Naturally, the Meditation Method she practiced was no poor technique.
But ultimately, that Meditation Method suited Zhang Lexuan better.
For Jiang Hai, it was already powerful enough. Other Meditation Methods might not be any stronger, so he had never changed it.
Yet he had already embarked on