Chapter 367 Condensing a Life Soul Again
An Jing had been practicing the Sun Strafe Art recently. Although she had improved greatly, she still failed to grasp the true aning of the Sun Strafe Art required to advance to the Epic stage.
With her talent, it shouldn’t have been difficult for her to advance to the Epic stage. However, due to her body’s chronic ailnt, she was unable to sense the underlying sublimity of the Sun Strafe Art.
An Jing wasn’t afraid of hardship. Every ti she cultivated the Sun Strafe Art, she could endure the inhuman pain caused by the chronic ailnt.
However, gaining insight into sothing like this couldn’t be resolved just by suffering. The untalented might not even be able to match a day’s enlightennt of soone even after ten years of training.
An Jing had talent, perceptivity, and diligence. She could be said to be a rare genius in the world, but her body wasn’t suitable for practicing the Sun Strafe Art. It made her feel as though she was separated by sothing as she ultimately failed to grasp its true aning.
After her second attempt at enlightennt, An Jing curled up in a corner of the room in pain. Every ti she cultivated the Sun Strafe Art, she suffered such pain.
Her phone rang and An Jing struggled to stand up. She walked to the table and picked up the call.
“My Little Jing, it’s been a while since I’ve t you. Mommy wants to have a al with you. Are you free tonight?” Ouyang Lan’s voice ca through the phone.
“Tonight...” An Jing had just cultivated the Sun Strafe Art and the pain in her body hadn’t subsided that quickly. Now, she really didn’t want to move a step.
“Mommy only has you and Tianzuo as my two precious treasures. Tianzuo is busy with military matters and I haven’t seen him for days. You have to stay on campus, leaving all alone at ho every day. I am so lonely...” As Ouyang Lan spoke, she gave off the feeling like she was on the brink of tears. It was sad and tear-inducing hearing her.
“Got it. I’ll head back tonight,” An Jing said helplessly.
Ouyang Lan imdiately brightened up and said happily, “Then I’ll wait for you at MG Restaurant. By the way, rember to bring Little Wen along and have him eat dinner with . I haven’t seen him in a long ti. I’ll get Ah Sheng to co to the school gates to pick you up.”
“Can’t you...” Before An Jing could finish her sentence, Ouyang Lan hung up.
An Jing frowned slightly. Although she had gotten Zhou Wen to take her place in the Holy Land and was over the nomination, she still wasn’t willing to face him. She still had a knot in her heart when she saw him.
She had always felt that if her body wasn’t problematic, she would be the most suitable candidate.
She thought about not calling Zhou Wen, but Ouyang Lan had already ntioned it. An Jing hesitated for a mont, washed up, changed her clothes, walked out of her building, and over to Zhou Wen’s building.
She pressed the doorbell but didn’t see Zhou Wen co out.
“It’s not that I didn’t get him; he’s not around.” An Jing pressed three tis, but no one answered. Thus, she turned to leave.
Bang!
At that mont, An Jing suddenly heard sothing from Zhou Wen’s building. It sounded odd as though sothing had been smashed.
Could sothing have happened? She glanced at Zhou Wen’s building, but she had second thoughts. What has he got to do with ? He can die for all I care.
She turned around and walked a few steps. When she was about to return to her yard, An Jing turned her head and walked to Zhou Wen’s door again. She pressed the doorbell again as she mumbled to herself, as though trying to convince herself, He lives next door. It’s just a wall separating us. What if he implicates because of sothing he does? I have to figure it out.
But after pressing the doorbell a few tis, there was still no response. Instead, there was the sound of sothing shattering coming from inside the house.
An Jing looked up and saw that the balcony door on the second floor wasn’t locked. She leaped up and landed on the balcony before pushing the door open and entering.
“Zhou Wen, what are you doing?” An Jing walked inside as she spoke.
No one answered her, but there was another loud bang. An Jing heard it clearly this ti. The sound ca from the training room.
There’s soundproofing in the training room. Even boxing sandbags wouldn’t leak any sound. What’s he doing? Had sothing really happened? An Jing thought to herself as she looked around. Suddenly, she saw a spot in the ground that had signs of heat warping. It seed to have solidified after lting. Imdiately feeling sothing amiss, she was certain that sothing had happened.
An Jing naturally didn’t know that the floor was damaged due to Zhou Wen’s summoning of the goldfish. She had imagined that Zhou Wen had been attacked.
Don’t tell the League’s Special Inspector Bureau attacked him? She quickly rushed to the training room and pushed the door. It was locked from the inside and didn’t budge.
An Jing knocked on the door and called out Zhou Wen’s na a few tis, but no one answered. She was even more certain that sothing had happened to him.
Without any hesitation, she summoned a sword and sliced through the training room’s steel door and rushed in.
The scene she saw when she entered left her slightly taken aback.
The scene in the training room wasn’t as she had imagined. There were no n from the bureau, no signs of fighting, nor were there any signs of items shattering.
The only thing she could see was Zhou Wen floating in midair, his entire body emitting light and heat like a sun.
Although the light was a little blinding, it didn’t cause any harm. The temperature made her feel hot, but it wasn’t unbearable. Instead, it was comfortable, akin to sunbathing.
He’s condensing a Life Soul... An Jing stared at Zhou Wen as her pupils constricted.
Back when she had defeated Zhou Wen with one strike, he was only at the Mortal stage—worthless. In less than a year, Zhou Wen was already condensing a Life Soul to advance to the Epic stage. Such a speed was too fast, so fast that it left An Jing jealous.
If it weren’t for my chronic ailnt, I would have advanced to the Epic stage a long ti ago. If not for the fact that I can’t go to the Holy Land, his Sun God bloodline would have belonged to . An Jing looked at Zhou Wen and thought to herself.
But soon, An Jing realized that sothing was amiss with Zhou Wen’s situation.
Zhou Wen’s strength looked like it was a result of the Sun God bloodline being suitable with the Sun Strafe Art, but upon careful inspection, she realized that it wasn’t the case. It looked a little different.
What’s happening? Did he not cultivate the Sun Strafe Art? Then what did he cultivate in? How did he obtain the Sun God bloodline? An Jing was puzzled. She stared at Zhou Wen who was condensing his Life Soul and carefully observed him.
Bang! Bang!
An Jing heard the sound again, but she realized that the sound ca from Zhou Wen’s body—from his chest. The sound seed to be his heartbeat.
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