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Seeing that Ling Xiao understood correctly, Mu Chen nodded.
"Indeed. Compared to the Eight Extremes Fist which teaches you to master your physical strength, the Seven Injuries Fist is even more important. Of course, it is also much more difficult to cultivate."
"The Seven Injuries Fist is not only for use against enemies; it serves as a foundational method for practicing Soul Power control. Beyond that, it has an even more significant purpose. This technique demands exquisite control over Soul Power."
"It requires you to circulate Soul Power within your own body with precision, and at the moment of impact, you must exert maximum control to send that Soul Power into the enemy's body, attacking the internal organs individually with purposeful intent."
"Therefore, during the process of practicing the Seven Injuries Fist, you need to immerse your mind within your Soul Power as much as possible. This isn't very obvious while you are practicing the first layer, but once you begin the Total Formula of Seven Injuries, you will feel it."
"As such, while practicing the Total Formula of Seven Injuries cannot directly make your Soul Power and mental power fuse, it provides immense benefits toward that goal, helping you reach that realm much sooner."
"You won't be like the vast majority of Soul Masters in the world, who can only rely on their own vague insights during cultivation to slowly grasp that state."
Listening to Mu Chen, Ling Xiao's eyes grew increasingly bright, and a slight smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
A teacher was indeed a teacher; over the years, Mu Chen had mapped out his path and laid his foundation with absolute clarity.
Had he been left to cultivate on his own, he likely would have had to grope in the dark for everything beyond the standard academy curriculum. Although the teachers at the academy had taught him much over the last six years, their lessons were designed for a full class.
While some individual teachers gave him advanced instruction because of his rapid progress, and he had benefited greatly from their combat insights, they ultimately couldn't compare to Mu Chen, who tailored every cultivation plan specifically for him.
The Total Formula of Seven Injuries was clearly a specialized shortcut. While most Soul Masters had to stumble blindly toward the fusion of mental and Soul Power, he was being given a direct manual to lead the way.
"This disciple thanks Teacher. But Teacher, please, start teaching me quickly. I can't wait to learn these two foundational methods."
Seeing Ling Xiao's impatient look, Mu Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
His mood lightened, and the old sorrow in his heart eased slightly. He had changed over the years. Initially, he only wanted to train a disciple to help him complete the task he could no longer perform himself.
It just so happened that this task aligned with Ling Xiao's own ideals—a perfect coincidence.
However, after so many years with Ling Xiao in his life, focusing so much energy on the boy had diluted his own grief and regret. Sometimes, while spending time with Ling Xiao, he would even temporarily forget the tragedy that had left him with lifelong remorse.
Within the Spirit Hall Academy, Mu Chen began teaching Ling Xiao the foundational fist techniques, and Ling Xiao entered a new round of cultivation.
Meanwhile, in the south of the Douluo Continent, a new change was slowly unfolding within the Star Luo Empire.
On the eastern side of Star Luo City sat a vast estate that covered a massive area: the Qin Manor. One day, shortly after the morning sun had risen, the head of the Qin Clan, Qin Su, and his son, Qin Qiong, were seated in the main hall.
However, there were three fresh faces present as well.
At the head of the guests was a tall, beautiful woman.
Though her face still held a hint of youth—she was only about fourteen or fifteen years old—her height was no less than that of an adult woman, and her figure was exceptionally curvaceous. She wore a luxurious black dress, and the golden ornaments in her hair highlighted her noble status.
One could tell at a glance she came from a prominent clan.
This girl was the eldest daughter of the Zhu Clan—the Hell Spirit Cat clan, one of the five great families of the Star Luo Imperial Capital: Zhu Zhuyun. At just 14 years old, her cultivation had already broken through three rings, making her a Soul Elder.
Behind Zhu Zhuyun stood two men.
Both were dressed in the standard attire of the Zhu clan: tight-fitting black combat suits and black robes. Their faces were visible; they didn't look very old. One was quite handsome, while the other was somewhat plain by comparison—neither handsome nor ugly, just average.
The two looked like disciples of the Zhu Clan who were fortunate enough to accompany their eldest miss on this visit to the Qin Manor.
"Zhuyun greets Old General Qin and General Qin," Zhu Zhuyun said as she bowed to Qin Su and Qin Qiong. Her voice was pleasant, her face wore a warm smile, and she spoke with a natural, poised grace.
"Girl of the Zhu Clan, no need for such formalities. I haven't seen you for a while, and you've grown even more radiant. Your cultivation progress is impressive as well; you truly live up to your talent of Level 8 Full Innate Soul Power."
"By the way, how is your father's injury?"
"Thank you for your concern, Old General. My father's injury has improved significantly."
Nodding, Qin Su stroked his beard and asked with a smile, "Hehe, as the saying goes, one doesn't visit the temple without a reason. What business brings you to the Qin Manor today? Surely you didn't come just to see an old man like me!"
Zhu Zhuyun let out a soft laugh. "Why wouldn't I? I specifically came to the Qin Manor this time to pay my respects to Grandpa Qin. I've heard stories about you since I was a child."
"Back then, you led the imperial army and, true to His Majesty's trust, swept through the various small states within the borders, bringing total unification to Star Luo. Our empire grows stronger by the day, and Grandpa Qin's contributions are indispensable."
"Hahaha!"
"Well said, little girl! Back then, not only were you not born yet, but even your father hadn't succeeded as the head of the family."
"Of course," Zhu Zhuyun continued, shifting the tone, "I do have one other matter for coming today. A few days ago, I heard that Grandpa Qin's second son, Uncle Qin Yi, returned to the Qin Clan."
"Not only that, but he immediately took down the 'Recruitment Scroll,' and even refused an audience with His Majesty the following day. This matter has spread all throughout Star Luo City."
"I was curious and wanted to see what kind of man this famous Uncle Qin is," Zhu Zhuyun said, her eyes carefully observing the shifts in expression on Qin Su and Qin Qiong's faces.
As expected, as soon as those words left her mouth, the hall fell silent.
Qin Su's smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression.
"Little girl, this matter isn't something to joke about. You are sharp-minded; you should know the weight of this situation. Don't bring trouble to the Zhu Clan."
"Grandpa Qin overpraises me, but I am truly curious. And I imagine I'm not the only one. Big Brother Dai is even more interested in this than I am."
"Hmm..." Zhu Zhuyun's last sentence caused the Qin father and son to exchange a glance, their eyes communicating silently.
After a brief silence, Qin Qiong finally spoke up, seemingly trying to change the subject or perhaps verify something.
"Girl of the Zhu Clan, are these two young men behind you elite disciples of your clan? Their talent seems quite good! They don't look much older than you, yet their Soul Power has already reached the level of a three-ring Soul Elder."
"Uncle Qin is indeed a powerhouse of the Soul Saint realm; your eyesight is excellent."
Zhu Zhuyun smiled faintly, and the two men behind her stepped forward, bowing in greeting once more.
As they stepped up, Qin Su couldn't help but study them closely. At that moment, one of them looked up to meet his gaze. Even when facing a high-level Soul Douluo, the young man remained composed, his eyes reflecting a sense of calm and confidence.
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