After a few seconds of examining the silver bell with a hint of confusion, Feng decided to set it aside for now.
I’ll figure it out when I actually need to use it, he thought, rising to his feet.
Moving toward the open-air veranda, he sat down, gazing at the orange sunset as his mind gradually settled.
First things first, I need to learn how to consistently channel my Alpha Wolf’s Domain into my attacks.
If I master this, I’ll be able to disrupt my enemies’ montum by making them hesitate to follow through on their actions.
Feng took a deep breath, steadying his thoughts while sitting cross-legged on the veranda.
The air around him grew thick with an oppressive stillness as he began channeling his darksilver spiritual energy.
It flowed through his ridians before spreading to his muscles as he tried to visualize how the Blackwood Ruler would strike in battle.
And yet, it was clearly not that easy.
His spiritual energy slowly ground to a halt within his body, as though encountering a natural resistance.
Instinctively, he sensed that if he pushed any further, the backlash would be far worse than when he first trained in the Blackwood Dominance Technique.
Considering he had only recently recovered from his injuries, risking a cultivation backlash didn’t seem like a wise idea.
This is much harder than I expected...
Feng sighed to himself, stopping the flow of spiritual energy through his body as he began to think.
The Alpha Wolf’s Domain reflects the Blackwood Ruler’s aura of dominance, creating a suppressive force against his enemies.
But unlike the Blackwood Ruler, I doubt it only works on those weaker than him—at least, not for .
He tried to recall the Blackwood Ruler’s demonstration when he first learned the Blackwood Dominance Art.
Yet, no matter how hard he focused, it was difficult to pinpoint the exact detail that could help him solve this problem.
Why don’t I just try doing it instead of overthinking?
Feng thought to himself as he stood up and walked toward the garden, stopping in front of a massive tree.
He tried to recall the sensation he felt when using the technique during his fight with Yi Bei and the bandits.
Darksilver spiritual energy surged through his body, and an aura of dominance slowly began to seep into the surroundings.
If anyone had been watching him at that mont, they would have been shocked—the aura he now emitted was far stronger than when he first fought Yi Bei.
All right, let’s try it.
Feng raised his right hand, allowing the aura of dominance to gather around his fist as he clenched it tightly.
Without hesitation, he threw a simple punch toward the tree in front of him.
BOOM!
A loud rumble echoed through the area as his fist struck the trunk, leaving a deep dent as though the tree might topple at any mont.
If a person had been on the receiving end of that blow, they would undoubtedly be dead or severely injured.
And yet, there was no sign of satisfaction on Feng’s face.
Instead, his brow furrowed in frustration—clearly, he felt this level of power wasn’t enough to justify focusing on mastering this technique.
Let’s just keep doing it—maybe I’ll figure sothing out the more I practice.
Feng took a deep breath and started again, this ti channeling his darksilver spiritual energy into his left hand.
The familiar aura of dominance surged through his body, concentrating around his clenched fist.
BOOM!
Another thunderous rumble echoed through the courtyard as a fresh dent appeared on the massive tree he used as a training dummy.
Yet, Feng shook his head, clearly dissatisfied. Without pausing, he raised his right hand and struck again.
BOOM!
Over and over, loud explosions filled the air as he focused on his training.
He didn’t limit himself to punches—his strikes expanded to kicks and elbows, incorporating a variety of physical attacks.
Each movent was aid at forcing his body to adapt to the aura of dominance naturally released by his darksilver spiritual energy.
The relentless noise soon attracted attention throughout the estate.
In her office, Yu Miao was calmly sipping tea when the continuous rumbling reached her ears.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she realized sothing unusual was happening.
"Are we being attacked?!"
Yu Miao sprang to her feet, about to sound the alarm and summon the guards when a loud knock echoed through the room.
Before she could respond, the door swung open.
"Big Sis Yu Miao, you don’t have to worry—it’s just Young Master Lin Feng doing so personal training," said i Ling, the young girl who had recently attended to Lin Feng.
Yu Miao froze for a mont at i Ling’s explanation, then let out a sigh of relief, sinking back into her chair.
Shaking her head, she muttered, "It’s the first ti in years we’ve had guests at the young miss’s estate, and sohow, we ended up with a troublemaker."
Her gaze shifted toward i Ling, an annoyed expression crossing her face.
"i Ling, you know it’s proper etiquette to wait until you’re acknowledged before entering your superior’s quarters. It’s fine with , but don’t make a habit of it."
Hearing the mild scolding, i Ling only smiled.
Without hesitation, she approached Yu Miao and began massaging her shoulders.
"Elder Sister, I only did that because I knew it was you. If it were anyone else, I’d never dare," she said sweetly before continuing, "I’ll activate the spiritual formation around the estate to block the noise so the neighbors aren’t disturbed. Is that okay, Elder Sister?"
Yu Miao frowned at i Ling’s suggestion, shaking her head.
"You know how expensive it is to maintain that formation. So far, we’ve only activated it when the young miss chooses to train here."
Even though she gave us the authority to decide when and for whom to use it, I don’t think it’s wise to waste it on sothing like this."
"Unless..." Yu Miao’s eyes narrowed slightly as she glanced up at i Ling, a teasing smile curling her lips. "Don’t tell —you’ve fallen for that troubleso brat, huh, you little girl?"
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