Yang Podi took the books his father gave him and read them carefully. Meditation was actually quite simple to explain; every Soul Master knew how to do it.
At this thought, Yang Podi could not help thinking of Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill. It could be considered an alternative meditation method, linking current meditation methods with the internal arts and meridians of the martial arts world. In some respects, it was a more advanced meditation method. After all, there was no concept of meridians in the world of the Douluo Continent, and the Mysterious Heaven Skill made meditation more concrete, thereby improving its effects.
With that thought, Yang Podi began his first meditation session.
Yang Podi closed his eyes and carefully looked inward at the direction in which Soul Power flowed through his body. As time passed, he slowly became able to control its flow, guiding all the Soul Power in his body through its various parts. As his Soul Power circulated, the Soul Power in the air seemed to resonate with it, slowly seeping into his body and ultimately making his own Soul Power a little stronger.
His first meditation session took a full two hours. Afterward, Yang Podi opened his eyes. "Dad, I finished a meditation session. I feel like my Soul Power seems to have increased a tiny bit."
Yang Zhentian carefully examined Yang Podi's body. After finding nothing wrong with his son, he said, "Son, meditation is a process of accumulation. Only by meditating constantly can you become stronger. That meditation session was quite successful. It looks like your talent for cultivation really is good."
"However, son, as a Battle Soul Master, you also need to pay attention to practical combat skills and physical training, not just meditation. You can't do without any of the three."
"Dad, I understand. Don't worry. I've already prepared a detailed training plan." With that, he took out a training regimen for his father to look over.
As someone who had read the original story, he naturally knew some good training methods and understood what truly mattered.
The training regimen was extremely detailed. Every morning, he would get up and practice some basic spear techniques. Later in the morning, he would attend the small classroom to learn foundational knowledge.
In the afternoon, he would do weighted running, with the exact weight determined by his physical strength. This included running around the clan grounds or climbing Clear Source Mountain and so on. He had also devised exercises such as weighted frog jumps and weighted swimming.
After finishing his run, he would take a medicinal bath.
Once the medicinal bath was over, it would be time for dinner, followed by meditation.
Since he was still young, there were no plans for practical combat yet.
"Son, your training methods are excellent, but isn't the intensity a little high? You're still a child, after all. You've only just turned six."
"Dad, that's where you're wrong. The younger you are, the better the effects of training."
"All right, son, but you must pay attention to your health. Don't overtrain and leave hidden injuries in your body."
"Dad, that'll depend on you. You'll need to prepare suitable medicinal bath formulas according to my physical condition."
"You little brat! When it comes to medicinal bath formulas, our Breaking Clan is absolutely the strongest on the entire Douluo Continent. Back in the day, even the Clear Sky Sect's disciples used our educational plans. Even Tang Hao and Tang Xiao used our medicinal baths."
That evening, Yang Zhentian brought his son's training plan to his own father. "Dad, what do you think of your grandson? This training plan is pretty good, isn't it?"
Yang Wudi examined the training plan carefully, nodding from time to time. "Not bad. This is a very good plan. As expected of my grandson."
"But, Zhentian, haven't you noticed any problems?"
"Dad, I think this training plan is excellent. What problems could there be?"
Yang Wudi looked at his son, somewhat speechless.
"Podi is a six-year-old child. You're comfortable letting him train like this on his own? What if something dangerous happens during training? And you're the young clan leader, after all. With such a good training plan, haven't you thought about introducing it throughout the clan?"
After hearing his father's reprimand, Yang Zhentian felt he had lost face. He had clearly come to claim credit and show off, only to be scolded instead.
"Zhentian, what are you still standing around for? Hurry up and invite your second uncle and the elders over."
Yang Podi had no idea that, because of his training plan, all the children of the Breaking Clan were about to embark on their miserable school lives.
After breakfast the next day, Yang Podi went alone to the clan's teaching area. All twelve children who had undergone their awakening alongside him were there.
There were five or six small buildings here, each with children studying inside. They were all children who had awakened their Martial Souls over the years. The number in each building varied. This year's group was actually the largest, with thirteen children in total. Previous years had usually had eight or ten, with the smallest group numbering only five.
The teachers were some of the clan's elderly members. As their bodies had begun to weaken, it was no longer suitable for them to be out and about, much less carry out clan duties. Clan Leader Yang Wudi had therefore invited them to take charge of educating the children.
These teachers all held extremely senior positions in the clan's generational hierarchy and possessed extensive knowledge. Whose children would dare disobey them? They would readily lay hands on them, and afterward, no one would dare object.
The morning lessons mainly covered several subjects: the application of the Soul Breaking Spear Technique, basic medicinal knowledge, meditation methods for the Soul Breaking Spear Martial Soul, introductions to the various Martial Souls of the Douluo Continent...
In any case, compared with ordinary academies, these classes covered a broader range of knowledge and were more specifically targeted. Much of the material was knowledge accumulated within the Breaking Clan over countless generations.
Yang Podi had originally planned to train alone in the afternoon, but he was informed that all the Breaking Clan's children would train together from then on.
When Yang Podi arrived at the training grounds that afternoon, he was immediately rendered speechless.
Weighted vests of various sizes were laid out on the training grounds. The smaller ones weighed only a few kilograms, while the larger ones weighed over a hundred kilograms.
All the Breaking Clan's children studying here had gathered, including every year group. By a rough count, there were a full fifty or sixty of them.
From the looks of it, the Breaking Clan's children had largely escaped harm during the Clear Sky Sect war. Some had come to Heaven Dou City with them, while others had appeared from who knew where, presumably through other arrangements made by the clan.
The afternoon's exercise consisted of all the children climbing the mountain with weights. Those who were simply too young or physically weak would just climb without weights.
In short, there was only one goal: to exhaust every child completely that afternoon. The teachers would monitor all the children's physical condition throughout to prevent any danger.
And so, Yang Podi began his cultivation life. This was also the foundation of all his training.