Meanwhile, at Zhang Beixing's residence.
He sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, fully concentrated on the Spirit Seed in his mind.
The Spirit Seed emitted a faint glow, showing signs of budding.
Under Zhang Beixing's nurturing consciousness, it was slowly growing.
"What a miraculous feeling..."
Zhang Beixing murmured to himself, eyes full of wonder.
"I never thought that Soul Power could be cultivated like this..."
[This Cultivation Method is a secret technique from time immemorial.]
[How would ordinary people have the chance to come into contact with it?]
[Let alone cultivate it.]
The Persuasion System was quite proud, as if claiming credit.
[If it weren't for me, how could you have this opportunity?]
[Take good advantage of it, and your soul is bound to advance rapidly!]
Zhang Beixing nodded, a glow flashing in his eyes.
"I understand."
"Since I have this opportunity, I must cultivate diligently!"
"This Spirit Seed, I will nurture it into a towering tree!"
