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Qian Renxue's talent astonished even Li Fei. Just as he had explained before, the meridians were neither blood vessels nor tendons. They were channels through which qi, blood, and Soul Power traveled to the internal organs. Basically, no one was born with completely unobstructed meridians; there would always be blockages to some extent.

Someone like Qian Renxue would be considered to have an innate body in a novel. With just a little cultivation, she could reach heights that ordinary people could never attain even after a lifetime of effort.

Qian Renxue had no idea what Li Fei was thinking. At that moment, she was focused on circulating the Soul Power within her body. With every cycle, she could feel a cool energy from the outside world flowing into her body, making her feel incredibly comfortable. The exhaustion from training vanished completely, and she even felt as though her Soul Power was increasing.

Seeing that Qian Renxue had entered the right state, Li Fei withdrew his hand, returned to his seat, picked up the tea on the table, and began drinking.

Inside the cathedral, Qian Xunji sat in a chair, listening to Sister Ying's report.

"Your Holiness, that is what I heard. I also sensed it myself—Li Fei's theory about the meridians should be true!" Sister Ying raised her head and said.

"Something Spirit Hall failed to realize for tens of thousands of years was discovered by a mere child. I truly don't know how to describe it." Qian Xunji gave a self-deprecating laugh, then looked below and said seriously, "Ying Mei, what do you think of Li Fei?"

"A genius! A true genius! Though he is not as gifted as Her Highness Xue Er, he is far ahead of everyone else. Most importantly, he knows how to think independently and understands what he needs. If properly nurtured, he will definitely become a Super Douluo who is no weaker than the rest in the future," Sister Ying said calmly.

"I didn't expect him to earn such an evaluation from you in only half a day. You think highly of him."

"Yes! I see in him the potential to become a Titled Douluo. If we can win him over, he will surely become someone like Her Highness Xue Er's right-hand man in the future!"

In response to Qian Xunji's question, Sister Ying answered with certainty.

"Alright, I understand. I recall that his family has moved to Spirit City as well, correct?"

"Yes!"

"Then have our person in charge in Spirit City look after their family. If he has any brothers or sisters, arrange for them to attend Spirit Academy too!"

"Yes! I will make the arrangements at once!"

The afternoon training was still the same as the morning's. However, throughout the process, Qian Renxue consciously circulated her Soul Power through her body as Li Fei did, continually allowing it to spread into her meridians and internal organs to nourish and temper them.

"I didn't expect training while circulating Soul Power to be even more exhausting than this morning. I just want to collapse and sleep!"

With all her Soul Power depleted, Qian Renxue felt as though her entire body no longer belonged to her. She did not want to do anything now; she only wanted to return to bed and sleep properly.

"Your Highness, you should meditate while you have this opportunity. Do not focus on increasing your Soul Power. Focus instead on strengthening and refining your spiritual power!" Li Fei paused, turned to look at Qian Renxue, and reminded her.

"I understand!"

Seeing the sweat covering Li Fei's face and the determination in his eyes, Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and nodded. She sat down cross-legged where she was and began meditating with the Meditation Method exclusive to the Angel Lineage.

Li Fei let out a sigh of relief. His and his family's lives were still in Spirit Hall's hands. He was afraid that Qian Renxue's will would not be firm enough and that she would not cooperate with his training. If that happened, he would have to find other ways to improve Qian Renxue's physical condition and spiritual power, even if it meant risking a trip into Sunset Forest to obtain immortal herbs.

With Sister Ying guarding Qian Renxue as she cultivated, Li Fei paid her no further attention. While Qian Renxue meditated, he took out a six-hundred-jin tungsten steel rod from his Storage Bracelet and began practicing suburi.

"After obtaining the First Spirit Ring, my body has become much stronger as well. This six-hundred-jin tungsten steel rod is no longer suitable for me!"

Feeling that the iron rod in his hands had become noticeably lighter, Li Fei felt extremely uncomfortable. Every swing felt awkward, and his brows furrowed unconsciously. He understood that this was because his strength had suddenly surged, weakening his control over it.

"No choice. I'll keep training for now, then increase the weight after I master it!"

With a sigh, Li Fei exhaled and focused on practicing suburi. Other than training, he could not think of any way to perfectly master his strength.

"This level of strength is already no weaker than that of an ordinary assault-type Soul Elder, yet he is only a Soul Master!"

Hidden in the shadows, Sister Ying stared at Li Fei in disbelief, her eyes full of shock. She truly could not imagine how Li Fei had trained himself to such a level.

By her estimation, even without using his First Soul Skill, Li Fei was among the strongest Soul Grand Masters. He might even be stronger than some Soul Elders who were not skilled in combat.

Li Fei had no idea how astonished Sister Ying was. At that moment, he was thinking about how to get some benefits out of Spirit Hall and have them forge him an eight-hundred-jin iron rod.

He understood that if he wanted Qian Xunji to feel at ease, he had to show that he had needs. Otherwise, people would only suspect that he had ulterior motives. An eight-hundred-jin iron rod was perfect. To forge one with that weight without changing its size, rare materials would have to be used.

"I should just ask directly!" With that thought, Li Fei called in Qian Renxue's direction, "Sister Ying, could you make me an iron rod weighing around eight hundred jin for training?"

"Alright. I'll give it to you in a couple of days."

Sister Ying's voice came from the air. Li Fei nodded happily and began training with focus. With the Body Martial Soul's exceptional control over and perception of his body, he could constantly make minor adjustments as he swung, allowing his exertion of force to become smoother and more fluid.

Soon, it was five in the afternoon, and the training had ended. The remaining time belonged to him.

After reminding Qian Renxue to meditate for one or two hours before bed that night, Li Fei left as well. He could hardly believe that he did not have a dormitory within Spirit Hall. With no other choice, he could only go home.

Still, that was not bad either. At least Jiang Xin and Li Ming would not worry. After walking for a few minutes, Li Fei looked up and saw the library. Thinking of the Papal Token inside his bracelet, he headed toward it.

An old man with graying hair lay on a reclining chair at the library entrance, idly puffing on a dry tobacco pipe.

"Hello, Grandpa. Could you see if I may enter the library and borrow a few books to take home?"

Li Fei stepped forward respectfully and handed over the Papal Token.

Seeing the token in Li Fei's hand, Old Yang clamped the pipe stem between his teeth and sprang upright. He took Li Fei's token and examined it carefully, then looked Li Fei up and down for a while. He tossed the token back to Li Fei, lay back down, and said:

"Go in. You can call me Old Yang from now on. Remember to register at the entrance when you leave. The books cannot be leaked or copied. Just return them when the time comes."

"Thank you for the reminder, Old Yang!"

Li Fei gave a respectful bow before entering the library.