Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1002 - 1001 On the Road

"Indeed."

The voice coming from Wang Yifeng's Divine Sense carried a hint of pride.

Yet it made Wang Ye feel a sudden sense of foreboding.

Could it be...

Before Wang Ye could finish his thought, Wang Yifeng directly said:

"Imrse again, use the Divine Consciousness Brand to observe the battles of strong cultivators, enhancing your battle experience, strength, and understanding of combat."

"With just ten sessions, you can use the strength of a Fourth Grade Initial Stage Cultivator to counterattack those at the peak of Fourth Grade."

"Even if your strength suddenly advances to a First Grade Cultivator, you won't struggle as before to control your own power. Instead, you'll barely be able to fight the enemy."

Ten...

Ten sessions.

Wang Ye swallowed hard.

The re mory of the previous session made him feel as if life was unbearable, much less the thought of ten sessions.

Wang Ye didn't even dare to think about it.

"Can I take a break?"

This was the first ti Wang Ye had asked for rest since coming to Spirit Star.

Previously, Wang Ye only wanted to train as much as possible, to continuously improve his strength, constantly surpassing his limits.

But today, Wang Ye was a bit afraid.

"Hehe."

Wang Ye only had these two words.

Wang Ye's face turned extrely unsightly.

"Keep going, you've heard what Shi Qian said, your strength determines whether the Ice Sect can survive in this battle with the Cold Sect."

"If you can't even protect the first sect you joined right after coming to Spirit Star, how do you expect to protect Earth Star?"

"Earth Star... to protect Earth Star?"

Wang Ye couldn't even open his eyes, listening to Wang Yifeng's transmitted voice through Divine Sense, he murmured softly.

On Earth, there was Senior Sister Xia Qingxin, Second Sister... and Su Wanqing, Fang Feifei, who always supported him no matter the circumstances.

Wang Ye lifted his gaze, his eyes regaining determination, resolutely saying:

"Then charge!"

After speaking, Wang Ye's Divine Sense once again sank into the Sea of Consciousness.

Observing a battle composed by the Divine Consciousness Brand.

Just like last ti, Wang Ye focused his Divine Sense, observing how these strong cultivators executed their attacks during battles.

After Wang Ye observed the minutest detail of a strong cultivator's battle for a ten-thousandth of a second, his Divine Sense was once again exhausted, leading him to faint briefly.

Wang Yifeng placed another pill into Wang Ye's mouth.

Once Wang Ye's Divine Sense recovered for a while, Wang Ye continued to observe again.

Ti and ti again.

On the third ti, Wang Ye extended his observation ti from a ten-thousandth of a second to a thousandth of a second.

Though there wasn't a significant difference, to Wang Ye, it was a form of progress.

The fourth ti.

A thousandth of a second expanded to a five-hundredth of a second.

The fifth ti, there wasn't much change.

The fifth ti.

Wang Ye could already observe for a hundredth of a second.

With each observation, Wang Ye's aura grew sharper, a unique temperant ford from long-term battle involvent.

Purely from Wang Ye's aura, it was evident that Wang Ye was genuinely working hard.

In the distance.

A few Elders and Offerings from the Ice Sect glanced towards Wang Ye.

They didn't know what Wang Ye was doing, but from the feeling he exuded, they could tell that in such a short period, Wang Ye had made significant progress.

What exactly was Wang Ye doing?

What thod was Wang Ye using to progress so quickly?

Wang Yifeng glanced at those Elders and Offerings, and seeing their eager eyes, he smiled and said:

"His fast progress thod is actually quite simple. If you're interested, you can try it."

"Imrse the battle images of strong cultivators, those in the Unity Realm Stage or above, into your Sea of Consciousness using the Spiritual Imprint thod, then use Divine Sense to capture the scenes during their battles."

"Do it several tis, even if you are presently at the First Grade Cultivator level, it would still significantly enhance your strength."

Wang Yifeng finished speaking.

The expressions of eagerness on their faces disappeared.

Joking.

Who could do that?

In fact, the thod to quickly improve one's strength wasn't known only by Wang Yifeng; it had been researched long ago.

But no one managed to do it.

So tried a few tis, but the fatigue from depleting Divine Sense in an instant made them unwilling to continue further trials.

It is truly exhausting!

They looked at Wang Ye with more respect and admiration in their eyes.

Previously, these Elders and Offerings protected Wang Ye not for any other reason, only because of his status as a Saint Heir.

If the Ice Sect wished to progress and strengthen, it must protect Wang Ye well.

But they did not particularly admire or respect Wang Ye.

In their eyes, Wang Ye was just a young man in his twenties.

Just a youth.

Yet now, Wang Ye used this thod to significantly elevate his strength in such a short period. The hardship of this thod, Wang Ye endured it.

That genuinely moved them.

The Offerings and strong cultivators here in the Ice Sect all had the desire to beco stronger, which was why they had experinted with this thod before.

Precisely because they themselves couldn't persist for long while trying this thod, seeing Wang Ye doing it repeatedly after emptying his Divine Sense and just taking a pill before continuing the next round, they found Wang Ye even more remarkable.

Even though the pill replenished Wang Ye's Divine Sense, so what?

The pill only restored the Divine Sense.

Yet the fatigue and imdiate ache from the depletion of Divine Sense remained undiminished.

...

Ice Sect.

The sounds of battle filled the air.

The sounds of clashing weapons were everywhere.

The Cold Sect had a large number of people, but while breaking the Ice Sect Formation, many disciples were forced to sacrifice, leading to a sharp decrease in the number of Cold Sect disciples.

But those sent by Wang Yan to their deaths were just so Seventh Grade Cultivators.

Their strength was quite weak.