Chapter 14

Luo En knew this was the critical moment; during the last body tempering, this energy almost tore him apart.

But this time, he had already mastered the essentials.

Taking a deep breath, he began to try to guide this violent energy with the unique rhythm of "Solar Corona Breathing Method."

At first, this power was still difficult to control, raging in the meridians like a raging fire.

But with the adjustment of breathing, those violent energies gradually calmed down and began to run along a specific trajectory.

【Perfect guidance rhythm detected

Control degree: High

Obtain extra attribute improvement: Physique +0.2】

【Physique: 1.2 → 1.4】

Just as the energy was about to be completely guided into the meridians, Luo En suddenly felt something strange.

In his perception, those flowing energies seemed to form some kind of pattern, just like a miniature sun, slowly rotating in his body.

This reminded him of the illusion he saw during the first body tempering, but this time, that scene was clearer, and he could even feel some deep meaning contained within it.

"Full concentration." Andre's voice suddenly became serious, "You should be able to see something now..."

Indeed, in Luo En's perception, that sun pattern was not just a pattern, but more like the embodiment of some kind of law.

Its operation method perfectly matches the rhythm of "Solar Corona Breathing Method."

【Unlock special perception: Solar Rhythm -

Understanding of Yang energy slightly increased -

"Solar Corona Breathing Method" training speed slightly increased】

"So that's it..." Luo En finally understood something.

This breathing method is called "Solar Corona Breathing Method" not only because it can guide energy similar to the sun, but also because it is imitating the law of the sun's operation itself.

When the last trace of energy was completely integrated into the meridians, Luo En slowly opened his eyes. He found Andre looking at himself with a strange look.

"You..." Andre seemed to want to say something, but hesitated: "Saw the sun pattern?"

Luo En nodded: "Not only saw it, but also felt the laws within it."

"It's really incredible." Andre's expression became complex:

"Even I only had this realization after practicing to the second stage back then; you actually..."

He didn't finish, but Luo En understood what he meant; this understanding of the essence of the breathing method is far more meaningful than simply completing body tempering.

………………

On the way back to the dormitory area, Luo En had been thinking about today's experience.

That glowing star grass, the reason why he could maintain its activity, was entirely because he inadvertently used the rhythm of "Solar Corona Breathing Method" when organizing.

Every breathing guidance would make the energy in the herbs flow with a specific rhythm.

"What are you thinking about?" Andre's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"I'm thinking..." Luo En stopped, thinking of that bottle of artificial star dew:

"Do all extraordinary powers have their specific 'rhythm'?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just like star grass will maintain activity with a specific rhythm, scorching essential oil also needs to cooperate with the rhythm of the breathing method to exert its effect."

Luo En explained, "Then spiritual power, could it also..."

Andre became interested upon hearing this: "You mean, if you can find the 'rhythm' of spiritual power, perhaps you can speed up meditation?"

"At least it's worth a try." Luo En nodded, "Madam Ellen said today she would teach me how to configure simple potions, perhaps I can get some inspiration from it."

While talking, the two had already arrived at the dormitory area.

Just stepping onto the steps, they heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

A girl in gorgeous but slightly disheveled clothes hurried past them, the rich perfume covering up some fishy smell and the smell of sweat.

Luo En recognized that it was one of the candidate apprentices who came to the Black Fog Jungle at the same time as them, Emily.

According to her self-introduction, she seemed to be a noble lady from a duke's family.

But at this moment, this duke's daughter was like a hostess in some special occasion, her collar wide open, her exquisite makeup was also a bit messy, and there was a trace of crimson on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Luo En and Andre, Emily's face flushed, she reached out to cover her face, and disappeared around the corner of the corridor with accelerated steps.

"Another one." Andre showed a trace of disdainful sneer: "There have been three people who chose this path this month."

"What do you mean?"

"You don't know?" Andre looked at Luo En's confused expression:

"Apprentices who pass the assessment have the right to recruit servants; for those who see no hope, choosing to rely on an apprentice in advance is also a kind of... way out."

His tone carried a bit of sarcasm:

"Emily went to Apprentice Marcus in Tower 3; it is said that guy particularly likes to collect this kind of 'beautiful servant', and already has five or six."

Luo En finally understood, and he noticed a trace of gloom suddenly appearing on Andre's face:

"Speaking of which, that guy Marcus and his twin brother have been researching some kind of curse witchcraft for spiritual power extraction, and it is said that one of his servants has become an idiot because of this."

He paused, his voice low: "But even so, people still rush forward one after another. In the Black Fog Jungle, being able to stay is already the greatest luxury for many people."

Luo En was silent; this is the wizard's world—the strong have the power of life and death over the weak, and this hierarchical concept has long been deeply rooted in the bones.

"However, speaking of which," Andre restrained his emotions a bit:

"You have found a good path; Madam Ellen is strict, but at least..."

He didn't finish, but Luo En understood what he meant; the old witch looked terrifying, but from the contact in the past two days, she was already considered extremely kind.

"Speaking of this." Luo En remembered that bottle of artificial star dew and began to make small talk: "Why would Apprentice Holter give me such a precious potion?"

"Probably because he took a fancy to your talent." Andre shrugged:

"In the Black Fog Jungle, no show of favor will be without reason. In the future, if you successfully advance, perhaps you will have to pay a corresponding return."

Any gift given by fate has already been secretly marked with a price.

Luo En nodded; he knew the meaning behind this "gift" well.

(End of chapter)