The next day, Lin Yun, refreshed and in high spirits, walked out of Xue Qingci's room. After adjusting his collar, he clasped his hands behind his back and strolled away gracefully.
Inside the room, Xue Qingci was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift a finger…
After Lin Yun left, Xixi poked her head through the crack of the door, sneaking a peek at the completely dazed Xue Qingci. She immediately covered her eyes with both hands, her mouth twitching.
Can't watch, can't watch…
Damn it, I'm so jealous!
Tears slipped between her fingers as Xixi hurriedly wiped them away, clenching her fists and cheering herself on:
"Come on, Xixi, you can do it! A maid who doesn't want to pounce on her master isn't a good maid! A blissful life is right in front of you—don't miss your chance!"
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On the other side—
After "feeding" Xue Qingci, Lin Yun leisurely landed on the grassy bank beside the Lake of Life. He plucked a blade of Blue Silver Grass, bit it between his teeth, and lay down to bask in the sun.
Watching the rising morning sun, Lin Yun closed his eyes contentedly, letting the warm sunlight bathe his body.
The Solar Sutra began to circulate on its own as it sensed the sunlight, absorbing the power of the sun to strengthen both his body and soul power.
Speaking of the Solar Sutra, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel that its name was becoming less and less fitting. Apart from absorbing solar energy, it contained no supporting techniques or attack methods—just a pure soul power circulation route.
Tang San's Xuantian Treasure Record had all kinds of complementary ultimate arts—maybe Lin Yun should also create some techniques best suited for himself?
As he basked in the sun, Lin Yun began to ponder.
He hadn't tried creating his own soul techniques before—not because he didn't want to, but for several practical reasons that had delayed the idea.
First, his age. In the rapid growth phase, improving soul power was far more efficient than inventing new skills. Feng Xiaotian of the Douluo One era was the perfect example—a prodigy with innate full soul power, yet because he obsessed over creating his own technique, he was still only at the Soul King level even in his twenties.
Whether or not he deliberately held back his level for Huo Wu was uncertain, but one thing was clear: creating soul skills slowed cultivation.
Secondly, this was the Douluo Continent. Here, powerful soul skills came naturally through absorbing soul rings and bones. Lin Yun already possessed more soul skills than many Titled Douluo combined—he wasn't lacking in battle methods at all.
And lastly—he was just too busy…
He had to snatch many treasures from the original story, find ways to win over key characters, and constantly mess with Shrek's morale. He barely had the peace of mind to cultivate properly.
But now, all three of those problems were behind him.
Lin Yun's cultivation had reached level 69, on the verge of breaking through to Soul Sage. At this stage, progress had slowed significantly; every level demanded a huge amount of time. Developing his own techniques would actually help him consolidate his power and gain greater control over it.
Comprehending his martial spirit, refining and perfecting the Solar Sutra, and walking his own path—these were the keys for Lin Yun to march toward godhood in the future.
Too many soul skills could become a burden. Having techniques you could instantly rely on could make one complacent—just like Tang San, who, with his Shura Blood Sword and Sea God's Thirteen Forms, ended up abandoning his own martial souls, walking down a path that wasn't truly his.
Lin Yun refused to end up like that.
If he couldn't surpass the Golden Dragon King, how could he ever hope to stand alone against the entire Divine Realm?
There were still about four years before the next Soul Master Tournament. Lin Yun's goal was simple: within those four years, he would find his own path—a path that could surpass even the Golden Dragon King.
As he thought about it, Lin Yun's mind slowly emptied. His consciousness seemed to sink into an endless starry sea. His breathing and heartbeat grew calm and steady, eventually becoming long and tranquil.
Deep Meditation.
Lin Yun's talent and comprehension weren't weak by any means. But this so-called "deep meditation" of Douluo Continent was rather abstract—no one really knew when it would come, or what exactly it did.
Unlike Huo Yuhao in the original story, who spent three months tangled up in thought just to create a Tang Sect, Lin Yun had never cared much about deep meditation.
But only when he experienced it himself did he realize how immensely beneficial it was. It was like seeing the world from a god's perspective—profound and intoxicating.
Before entering deep meditation, Lin Yun had been thinking about how to develop his own abilities and truly carve out his own path. So naturally, that was the focus of his meditation.
In this state, his consciousness hovered high above, overlooking every one of his soul skills. He saw himself using them one after another—he could even see the precise flow of his soul power and the contraction and release of each muscle, analyzing his abilities in the most direct and vivid way possible.
Mad Dragon's Power, Golden Dragon's Dominant Body, Heaven-Breaking Dragon Fist, Golden Dragon Magic Flash, Golden Scale Dragon Shield, Diamond Invulnerability, Evil Dragon Battle Axe, Golden Dragon Annihilation.
Spatial Shifting, Dragon Roaming the Nine Heavens…
In addition, his four ultimate innate talents—his divine-level attributes—were also clearly perceptible. The application of those talents, the flow of those attributes… all of it lay bare before him.
Even though Lin Yun didn't yet find his true path during this meditation, the benefits he gained were beyond imagination.
The Douluo Continent might not emphasize "foundation," only the purity and refinement of soul power—but for someone like Lin Yun, who possessed divine attributes, his soul power quality was unquestionable. Yet because his progress had been so fast, his foundation had indeed become somewhat thin.
As the Lord of Soul Beasts, he was constantly protected by the Ice Empress, never facing much real combat or life-and-death danger. His journey had been smooth—perhaps too smooth.
As a result, his control over his soul power and the mastery of his skills were actually lacking in comparison.
This deep meditation directly compensated for that weakness. After observing his own soul skills from a godlike perspective, his proficiency with them rose dramatically.
He went from mastery to perfection, and from perfection to a state beyond—an almost enlightened understanding.
Yes, enlightened indeed~
After this deep meditation, Lin Yun could confidently pat his chest and declare that his skill proficiency was second to none among all soul masters.
And this was just the most obvious benefit. The hidden advantages brought by this meditation would be equally immense for his growth in the future.
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