Catnip

Na'er's talent had always defied the heavens, and with Bai Yushan's hellish training on top of that, she was growing at a frightening pace.

Despite her young age, her Soul Power cultivation had already reached rank eighteen. Her astonishing cultivation speed had already surpassed Bai Yushan's, who was a year older than her.

Even rarer was her talent for combat. Her understanding of battle, control over her strength, and grasp of timing all far exceeded those of her peers.

Both her way of doing things and her combat tactics were very much in line with his own ideas.

Na'er thrust her spear again, faster than any of her previous strikes.

The spear tip shone with silver light as it stabbed toward Bai Yushan's chest like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air with a shrill whistle.

Bai Yushan did not dodge.

He turned his body slightly, and the spear tip grazed past his chest. Turning his head to look at Na'er, he spread his lips in a grin.

"Not a bad thrust, but you've still got a long way to go."

Na'er said nothing. Gritting her teeth, she pulled the spear back and swept its shaft toward Bai Yushan's neck. Bai Yushan tilted his head back, and the shaft swept over his chin, the fierce wind sending his hair flying backward.

Their fight continued, spear shadows and figures weaving together, leaving trails of afterimages across the training ground.

At some point, Bi Ji had appeared in the doorway to the back garden.

She leaned against the doorframe, her long emerald hair draped over her shoulders, her pale aqua dress glowing softly in the sunlight. With her arms folded across her chest, she watched the two figures on the training ground, a gentle smile on her lips.

Na'er's spearmanship grew fiercer and fiercer, while Bai Yushan's evasions became ever more graceful. Their coordination was so seamless that they seemed to be dancing, every movement just right, every clash just right.

Bi Ji watched for a while before calling softly, "Na'er, Xiaoshan, time to eat."

Her voice was not loud, but it echoed across the training ground with perfect clarity.

Almost in an instant, Bai Yushan stopped dodging.

His body suddenly accelerated, moving too fast for the naked eye to track. His right hand shot out, fingers spread, and clamped down on the Silver Dragon Spear's head at a speed that was difficult to observe. The spear tip stopped before his palm, unable to advance even a fraction farther.

Metal scraped against skin with an ear-piercing screech, but Bai Yushan's palm remained completely unharmed, without so much as a white mark.

Over the past three years, Bai Yushan had built his Electric Current Push up to fifty thousand volts. His body had already reached the realm of being impervious to blades and spears. Never mind ordinary weapons-even some of the standard-issue armed Soul Tools used in public security stations could not threaten him!

"All right, that's enough training for today."

Bai Yushan released the spearhead and took a step back.

Na'er let out a long breath and put away the Silver Dragon Spear. The silver light along its length gradually faded, and the spear shrank, turning into a streak of light that sank into her body.

The next second, a smile spread across her face like a flower suddenly bursting into bloom.

"Big Brother! Big Brother! How did Na'er do today?"

She threw herself into Bai Yushan's arms, wrapped both hands around his waist, and buried her little face against his chest, hanging from him like a koala. Her short silver hair rubbed against his clothes with a rustling sound.

Bai Yushan made a face of disgust even as he dutifully held the petite Na'er securely in his arms.

His chin rested on the crown of Na'er's head, black hair mingling with silver. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her a little, giving her a firmer perch.

"You're all sweaty, and you jump on me without washing up. You stink!"

His voice was fierce, but his tone was soft, exactly as it had been when he was six. It had not changed at all.

Na'er completely ignored Bai Yushan, whose mouth protested while his body told the truth, and kept rubbing her little head against his chest.

Over the years, Bai Yushan had always given off a very, very pleasant scent, making Na'er cling to him whenever she had the time.

She could not say what that scent was. It was not floral, not woody, nor any fragrance she could name.

It was something very special, like a quilt warmed by the sun, like the fragrance of earth after rain, like firewood in a winter hearth. Smelling it made one feel safe and warm, made one want to draw closer, close enough to hear his heartbeat.

That special scent had an attraction much like catnip did for cats. Even a hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast like Bi Ji fell under its spell, though Bi Ji was more restrained about it.

Standing in the doorway, Bi Ji watched Na'er hang from Bai Yushan and rub against him, a meaningful glint flashing through her emerald eyes.

Her breathing quickened slightly, and her fingers tapped lightly against the doorframe with faint sounds. A gentle smile still lingered on her lips, but something churned in the depths of her eyes, like an undercurrent, like flames, like some feeling long held in check.

A voice roared in her mind. It was something more primal, more instinctive, like a beast growling low within her chest.

Yet her expression remained as gentle as water.

"All right, hurry and wash your hands. The food's getting cold."

Her voice was calm, exactly as it always was.

Bai Yushan pushed Na'er's head away and peeled her off him.

"Come on, let's eat."

He turned and walked toward the villa, his steps light, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

Na'er immediately followed, her little hand catching his sleeve and gripping it tightly, just as she had three years ago. A contented smile rested on her face, and her amethyst eyes held nothing but Bai Yushan's retreating figure.

Bi Ji watched the two walk past her, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.

This was one of the benefits of Electric Current Push. Unlike the power of this world, in the worlds of Sea Tiger and Martial God, the stronger a magnetic field powerhouse became, the greater their charm and allure in attracting followers.

Yes, allure.

With Electric Current Push and the further stage of Magnetic Field Rotation, the changes a magnetic field powerhouse underwent were all-encompassing, including their skin, charm, and that mysterious magnetic field of fate. Their bodies would give off special magnetic field fluctuations that affected those around them, inspiring feelings of closeness, trust, and even worship.

This was neither mind control nor hypnosis.

It was a natural attraction, like flowers drawing bees, like lamplight drawing moths.

A magnetic field powerhouse needed only to stand there and do nothing, and people would be drawn to him, willingly following him, even offering him everything.

Bai Yushan's Electric Current Push was only at fifty thousand volts now, and this attraction was still in its infancy. Even so, it was already enough to draw those around him to him without their realizing it.

In three years, Bai Yushan had brought his Electric Current Push to fifty thousand volts.

He was impervious to blades and spears, his physical capabilities transcended the ordinary, and when he unleashed his full strength, he could even approach the speed of sound.

His physical development was even further ahead. At nine years old, he stood 1.7 meters tall, with sharp, handsome features, his whole body exuding the hormonal scent of masculinity.