Control

"To turn one's hand to create clouds, to turn it back to create rain, to control lightning—this is the pinnacle of the Eighth Sequence, and may even be approaching the Ninth Sequence!"

Ren Anran finally regained consciousness.

The effects of the Heavenly God General drug injected into Ren Anran's head had worn off after three days.

Hearing Ren Anran exclaim "Dad!", Ren Yisheng finally felt relieved.

At the same time, he felt something being touched in his mind.

As an inheritor and pioneer of Mental Strengthening, Ren Yisheng Yisheng's biggest problem was a lack of direction.

There seem to be countless paths ahead of him, but once he takes one, there is no turning back, and the path to spiritual practice is far less likely to lead to success than failure.

Throughout human history, countless people have failed, while only a handful have succeeded. In fact, there has been a lack of successful people for thousands of years. Among those who have succeeded halfway through their journeys, there are only a few like 'Huang', 'Yu', and ' Hongku '.

Huang's path of cultivation is a visible failure, Ren Yisheng can learn from but will not imitate.

For Ren Yisheng, Huang's cultivation was more like proving a failed path, thus preventing him from falling into the abyss again.

He needs direction, but there's no one ahead of him, so there's no direction to be discussed.

Ren Yisheng had been wandering and confused all his life, until he sensed something in the darkness that Ren Anran saw.

It was a scene of wind and clouds, from which lightning arose, making it far more powerful than the repulsive force controlled by Montesbatton's Eighth Sequence.

This is a clash of spiritual strength, and also a lesson that Ren Yisheng can learn from.

He couldn't learn anything from Montesbatton, but Ren Yisheng could undoubtedly glean insights from this clash.

His face was flushed, and his gray hair stood on end due to the emotional turmoil he had just experienced. A swirling aura began to emanate from his body.

The power that had previously blasted away the books with his mental energy now entangled him like a net, causing his body to slowly float into the air.

"So this is the power of mind control!"

Ren Yisheng slowly looked down at his feet.

This was a normal levitation ability he possessed when his Yang Soul was floating, but his heavy physical body made it difficult for him to replicate.

At this moment, he can manipulate mental power to levitate himself.

This might seem to overlap with Gene Fighting Technique like Crane Soaring, but Ren Yisheng believes this is just the beginning.

He could feel the mental power in his palm beginning to be manipulated outwards, no longer simply relying on factors such as frequency and breath to influence his opponent's brain.

The Emperor's palm strike gave Ren Yisheng endless inspiration and direction.

Hearing and talking can never compare to seeing. If someone had previously said that one's palms could control wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning, Ren Yisheng would have thought it was a joke. How could that be possible, and how would it be achieved?

Only those who have truly experienced this feeling will remember it for Ren Yisheng.

"Wind!"

As he kept thinking about it, the feeling from his memory surged into his palm, and he felt his palm quickly turn cold, as if a nameless storm was rising up.

But at the same time, the power he used to levitate his body dissipated imperceptibly.

With a stumble, Ren Yisheng fell, and everything in his mind seemed to fade away.

His vision was clear.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, yet it also seemed to have only lasted a few seconds.

Looking at the three people surrounding him, Ren Yisheng almost thought that he was the one who had been suffering from illness for the past few days.

"Dad, you're finally awake! If Zhouzi hadn't stopped me, I would have been preparing for your funeral, sob~"

"Don't rush, don't panic. Once you reach a certain level in your cultivation, it's no longer something that can be achieved overnight. It's normal to take more time!"

"Is this the characteristic of the guidance in Chapter Seven of the Mental Strengthening Chapter?"

Inside the room, Ren Wuyang wiped his eyes with his sleeve, Ren Anran changed into a new set of clothes, and Zhang Xuezhou looked somewhat haggard.

Looking at himself, Ren Yisheng saw only a large gold chain around his neck, making him appear both crude and nouveau riche.

"How?"

Ren Yisheng felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

"I..."

He noticed the large gold chain first, and then he noticed his own body.

At some point, his body had become withered and emaciated.

His previously robust physique had become gaunt, resembling that of a man in his sixties.

Ren Yisheng raised his right hand, which had previously controlled spiritual power, and saw that his right hand was so withered that the veins were bulging.

This horrified him, making him understand why Ren Wuyang was crying so much, and even mentioning his intention to make funeral arrangements.

"How much time has passed?" Ren Yisheng asked in a dry voice.

"Sixty-seven hours and twenty-eight minutes," Zhang Xuezhou said. "You should have entered a state of enlightenment and grasped some high-risk abilities. Of course, this could also be due to some physical consequences caused by your initial difficulty in controlling and using them!"

"I remember I flew, and I even controlled the wind!"

"Dad, is something wrong with your head? You've been standing the whole time!"

"Have I been standing the whole time?"

Ren Anran's previous condition was now reflected in Ren Yisheng, Ren Yisheng felt that things had turned upside down too quickly.

He had previously been somewhat dissatisfied with Zhang Xuezhou's consistently slow and sluggish performance, but now, belatedly reflecting on it, Ren Yisheng felt that Zhang Xuezhou had long been accustomed to this situation, and that the fact that Zhang Xuezhou would occasionally fall into a coma for twelve days at a time might be another form of spiritual practice.

"What conditions are needed to unlock this enlightenment?" Ren Yisheng asked in a low voice.

"Do you still remember the chapter on perception that you studied without success before?"

Zhang Xuezhou replied, which suddenly reminded Ren Yisheng of the Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity that he and Zhang Xuezhou had been struggling to understand, and Ren Wuyang had also shown symptoms of Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity.

Having experienced his own fruitless efforts while Ren Wuyang encountered problems, Ren Yisheng rarely paid attention to this special chapter of cultivation again.

He never imagined that he would unknowingly fulfill the conditions and thus bear the consequences.

He raised his withered right hand, and the wind and waves in his palm reappeared. Ren Yisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wind and waves in his palm disappeared. Then, a piece of straw paper wrapped around his hand appeared several meters away.

Just a moment ago, the piece of paper seemed to have been sliced by countless sharp blades, shattering into pieces that fell to the ground.

There was no deliberate cultivation path, nor any fixed rules; everything was driven by intuition. He had already imitated the surging winds, clouds, thunder, and lightning, manifesting his own power.

This feeling was very subtle, and even though Ren Yisheng prided himself on his extensive knowledge, he couldn't explain it clearly.

In a moment of realization, he understood why Montesbatton couldn't push the others from the Aomeijia Alliance into the Eighth Sequence. It wasn't a matter of whether Montesbatton wanted to or not; rather, it was that Montesbatton couldn't even begin to articulate it.

This power of control stems from a sudden realization, and also from a specific opportunity.

Such sudden insights and opportunities cannot be repeated.

"If my physical body is elevated to the Seventh Sequence level, then my ability will be a realistic representation of the Eighth Sequence, and my body won't suffer from the strain of using the ability!"

Feeling the rapid decline in his strength, Ren Yisheng withdrew the whirlwind he had unleashed with his right hand and understood everything that had happened to him.