Chapter 318: Unexpected

"Uh, are you sure this is a normal cultivation method?" Miss Miss Shaliman looked at Li En, her beautiful face full of hesitation and unease.

"Sure." Li En himself, however, wore an expression of complete calm.

"Do you really not need me to fetch a priest? If it's some strange curse, the sooner we exorcise it, the better."

"No need. It really is cultivation; a rather strange mentor taught it to me."

Facing Miss Miss Shaliman's worry, Li En could only offer gentle persuasion.

Although he also felt this posture was somewhat subtle, it seemed to be the only way to approach that Heroic Soul.

"What kind of strange mentor would make an apprentice hang upside down from the ceiling, blindfolded, and meditate?" the snake woman muttered. Even though she vaguely guessed it was a Heroic Soul, this head-down cultivation method was far too strange.

"Actually, it should be hanging on a city wall; I'm just saving a bit."

At this moment, Li En was hanging upside down beneath the roof, having put on an eye mask and even preparing to seal his ears.

The rope, pulled by gravity, slowly rotated, and he turned slowly like a hanging piece of pork.

"Let's have roasted meat on a spit for dinner later." Li En tried hard to pretend he didn't hear Miss Miss Shaliman's muttering and the sound of her swallowing.

He tried to listen to his own heartbeat, trying to activate that Heart-Soul ability from the Heroic Soul. Since obtaining it, Li En had never felt how exactly it should be used.

Now, it seemed he had finally received guidance.

【Heart-Soul Ability: Heartbeat (Diamond Rank): Your heartbeat is the most moving music in this world.】

Judging only by the rank, this was Li En's highest-tier ability.

But the effect was equivalent to non-existence; a few days ago, Li En couldn't activate it at all.

"Feel the heartbeat... uh, thump, thump, thump, it's quite loud, but does this mean anything?"

Li En's Heart-Soul ability took effect; he could feel the vibration of his own heart, even feel that he could control it to a certain extent—but did this mean anything?

After trying to control it slightly, Li En's face turned red, feeling as if his blood vessels were about to explode.

He hurriedly stopped, and his face instantly turned pale; he almost lost his breath.

"Huff, this is deadly, deadly!" Li En breathed heavily, quickly forcing his heartbeat to return to normal again.

Apparently, this was also an instinct like breathing; you'd better not tamper with it unless necessary, otherwise you'd either die from bursting blood vessels or die from severed blood flow.

"Huff, huff, I can't go on..."

After such a hassle, Li En collapsed immediately; it seemed the cultivation method he had borrowed had completely failed.

He sat on the ground, vigorously rubbing his chest, took a few deep breaths, and only then gradually recovered his breath.

"There's some meaning to it... at least it eliminated a wrong option, proving this thing can't be messed with blindly."

This Heart-Soul ability, judging by its literal meaning, is probably just able to make your heart beat according to your will and produce "drumbeats." Without a matching ability, it can probably only be used for suicide.

"Looks like I'll just have to wait for the next lesson. It's probably going to be terrible again; the compatibility is almost non-existent."

In terms of music, Li En truly had no talent; learning this inheritance should be quite arduous.

But Li En had indeed obtained what he wanted.

That seemingly illusory holy symbol was already hanging around Li En's neck; it was gradually becoming "real." It seemed this was also a "Sound Creation" crafted by the avatar of that deity.

However, it was slightly different from expectations; Li En didn't dare to use it.

"The God's Corpse is actually not in the Astral Plane."

The Astral Plane, a special plane, is said to have chaotic time and space within it; without guidance, one would be lost forever.

Due to its special state, it became the "God's Graveyard"; the "corpses" of those deities who fell into eternal slumber would naturally drift into it, waiting for a vague possibility of being awakened.

And many false god churches, borrowing a shred of power from true gods, often borrowed from God Corpses.

They would hire specialized Astral Plane adventurers to find those dormant "divine power servers" and use them as "flesh pig servers."