Aizen's Instruction

Aizen turned around and walked back to the lab table to start organizing today's data.

His movements were relaxed, the pen tip gliding across the paper with a soft scratching sound.

But his attention wasn't entirely focused on the notebook.

Behind him, Wang Xun's practice continued.

Reiatsu condensed in his palm and then dissipated.

Each attempt was smoother than the last, and each release was more precise than the last.

Aizen did not turn back.

But his perception always lingered over that corner.

Wang Xun looked at the mini Black Coffin in his hand, and as he repeatedly released it, his proficiency gradually improved.

Aizen's brush paused slightly.

After his first success, Wang Xun experienced several failures. The Kidō he condensed was unstable and eventually dissipated in his hand.

This rate of progress is truly astonishing.

Without realizing it, Aizen put down his pen.

He turned around and looked at Wang Xun.

The young man was standing in the corner of the cave, fine beads of sweat on his forehead, his breathing slightly rapid.

But his eyes were bright as he repeatedly tried to condense the Kidō in his hands.

Aizen remained silent.

He simply stood there quietly, his gaze fixed on Wang Xun.

Even for him, it took a considerable amount of time to train to reach this level of Kidō.

In the early stages, it took countless failures before one could successfully achieve release without chanting.

And Wang Xun, how long has he been practicing?

Aizen could tell that Wang Xun's proficiency in Incantation Abandonment was not high; he was just beginning to learn.

He was able to successfully replicate the Black Coffin simply by listening to himself disassemble it once.

This was somewhat beyond Aizen's comprehension.

Aizen's gaze lingered on Wang Xun for a long time.

Then, he suddenly spoke.

"Wang Xun."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xun stopped what he was doing and turned around.

"Lieutenant Aizen?"

Aizen did not speak immediately.

He simply looked at Wang Xun, his gaze deep, as if he were re-examining something.

After a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Incantation Abandonment, how long have you been practicing?"

Wang Xun looked at Aizen, wondering why he had suddenly become interested in this.

"It hasn't been long; I only started practicing a few days ago after learning the theoretical knowledge."

Aizen's brow twitched slightly.

"Only a few days?"

"Right."

"What about the Black Coffin? Have you ever studied it?"

"Lieutenant Aizen is joking. This is my first time meeting him."

Aizen remained silent, then nodded slightly.

He turned around and walked back to the lab bench.

At this moment, Aizen's emotions were far from as calm as they appeared.

He recalled his experience practicing Incantation Abandonment" back then.

Aizen's understanding of Kidō is extremely profound, and his progress is rapid, making him a truly gifted individual, one in a hundred years.

Even the current great Kidō master would hardly be taken seriously by him.

Wang Xun, who was still practicing in the corner of the cave, was seeing his success rate steadily improve.

After each failure, he would Plus pressure and then correct it in the next attempt.

The speed of adjustment, the control over Reiatsu, and the understanding of spell construction.

Almost exactly like Aizen.

Aizen's eyes narrowed slightly.

It was only explained once, yet it was so deeply etched in my mind and applied in practice.

Aizen recalled how Wang Xun's Reiatsu had suddenly increased under immense pressure.

From this perspective, it's not just Wang Xun's unique constitution, where the Reiatsu of both Soul Reaper and a Hollow coexists within him, that warrants further investigation.

Wang Xun's own secrets are also worth exploring in depth.

This terrifying learning efficiency...

His body seemed to have been born to wield power.

Aizen slowly exhaled.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Wang Xun again.

Aizen's lips curled into a slight smile.

interesting.

He stood up and walked towards Wang Xun.

His pace was slow, each step with a leisurely rhythm, as if he were simply strolling casually through a cave.

But his gaze remained fixed on Wang Xun.

"Hadō #90; it seems you can now release it reliably."

He stood in front of Wang Xun, his tone calm and devoid of any emotion.

"Thank you for the guidance Lieutenant Aizen, but I'm still far from good enough."

Aizen did not respond.

He simply looked at Wang Xun quietly, his gaze lingering on his face for a moment before shifting away.

"After Hadō #90, there are even more profound Hadō."

Aizen turned around to face Wang Xun.

Do you want to learn?

Wang Xun nodded without hesitation.

"I'd like to, but... I think I should learn some more basic Hadō now."

"Even if I had learned this advanced Hadō, with my current Reiatsu, it would be difficult to use it as a regular attack method."

Aizen smiled.

The smile was faint, yet it carried an indescribable meaning.

"That's right."

Aizen raised his hand.

There was no chanting, no hand seals.

Reiatsu gathered in his palm; the power was strong and stable, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

"Hadō #63: Raikōhō. This level of Hadō should be pretty good for you right now."

He raised his hand and waved.

A beam of light shot out from the palm of his hand, then exploded with a bang, leaving a charred mark deep inside the cave.

Aizen withdrew his hand and turned to look at him.

"Did you see that clearly?"

Wang Xun shook his head.

"I saw it clearly, but I don't fully understand it."

Aizen seemed pleased with his honesty.

Afterwards, Aizen gave Wang Xun a detailed explanation of the key points of the Reiatsu gathering and chanting guidance for the Raikōhō.

After explaining the core content and the techniques for Incantation Abandonment, he looked at Wang Xun.

"Give it a try."

Wang Xun a deep breath and raised his hand.

Reiatsu gathered in his palm, deep and stable.

After several failures, and after Aizen pointed out certain details...

The Raikōhō was successfully formed in Wang Xun's palm.

Blue lightning bolts shot out from his palm and exploded in the distance.

Although its power was far less than Aizen's demonstration, it was indeed a success.

Aizen stood to the side, saying nothing.

He remained silent for a long time.

Then, he slowly began to speak.

"Raikōhō, have you learned that before?"

Wang Xun shook his head.

No, this is the first time we've met.

Aizen nodded.

"Good."

After a moment's thought, Aizen spoke softly.

"Wang Xun, you are special."

"What I'm teaching you, to be honest, isn't something that can be easily mastered in my opinion."

"The speed at which you grasped and mastered it truly astonished me."

He looked into Wang Xun's eyes.

Wang Xun fell silent.

"Lieutenant Aizen, you flatter me."

"I'm just... better at studying."

Aizen smiled.

"Good at learning?"

He repeated those words, as if savoring their meaning.

Then, he shook his head.

"You are special, Wang Xun."

"I've met many talented people, but they all have one thing in common: they all hit their limits."

"No matter how talented someone is, there's always a ceiling, a limit they can't overcome."

He paused.

I'm curious, what's your ceiling?

Wang Xun didn't speak; he simply stared at Aizen silently, his face expressionless.

This man was more perceptive than he had imagined.

Aizen looked at his silence and suddenly smiled.

Don't worry, there's no need to be afraid.

He turned around and walked back to the lab bench.

Everyone has their own secrets. As long as your secrets don't affect our goals, I won't pry.

He picked up the notebook, flipped to the page where he had just taken notes, and glanced at it.

Then he closed the notebook.

"Keep practicing."

He looked up at Wang Xun.

I look forward to your progress.