Chapter 43

In Wei Changfeng's divine soul memory, there were thousands of superior secret techniques.

However, because his current cultivation level was still too low, he could not learn these heavenly and earthly level cultivation methods, thus he was guarding a huge treasure trove without the key to open it.

The technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts was an exception, a rare existence, and anyone with a sound mind could cultivate it, without any talent restrictions.

However, the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts required a very high level of willpower. The process of dividing the soul was extremely painful, and once the will collapsed, one would either become a fool or a madman!

As the supreme method of Confucian Dao, it required the cultivator to read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles, experience all the hardships of life, and forge a heart as solid as a rock!

In his previous life, Wei Changfeng's achievement as a Pill God was unquestionable, especially his divine soul and will, which had been tempered in the earth fire veins for a thousand years, had long reached a state where nothing could shake him.

Due to the recent soul-snatching rebirth, his divine soul and body had not yet perfectly integrated. Out of caution, Wei Changfeng had not yet cultivated this secret technique.

Now the time was ripe!

He sat cross-legged on the bed, calmed his mind, and focused his soul. Following the method of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts, he locked his brows until his mind entered a state of self-forgetfulness, then began to divide his soul.

Suddenly, the pain of tearing engulfed him!

This feeling was like inserting a red-hot steel needle into his head and stirring it violently, making him want to smash his head against the wall until it shattered into pieces!

Wei Changfeng's face suddenly turned bright red, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his entire face twisted in intense pain, looking fierce and strange.

His whole body trembled, and sweat soaked through his clothes.

Despite this, Wei Changfeng remained seated, even biting his lips until they bled, his hands firmly pressed on his thighs.

With his strong will, he maintained his divine soul and, step by step, according to the method of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts, separated a bit of soul intention and gathered it between his eyebrows in the upper dantian!

Although this bit of intention gradually took shape, it still had countless connections with the original soul, and the intense pulling brought Wei Changfeng even more prolonged pain.

Wei Changfeng knew this was the most critical moment, and the slightest mistake would lead to irreparable disaster!

He formed a seal with his hands, generating an invisible severing sword according to the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts, and fiercely struck between the divided soul and the original soul, severing all the connecting threads in one go!

Puff!

The sword strike turned into nothingness, and as the divided soul became completely independent, Wei Changfeng could not help but spurt a mouthful of dark red blood, which splattered on the ground, looking shocking.

However, his whole body felt light, and all the pain receded like a tide. His soul felt incredibly relaxed and comfortable, as if it were about to leave his body and ascend to the sky.

Wei Changfeng did not relax, but instead intensified his efforts to stabilize the divided soul, until a small ball of soul fire condensed in the upper dantian.

Mission accomplished!

In less than the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, it felt like he had endured a thousand years of calamity.

The taste of rebirth after the calamity was indescribable.

Wei Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with complex light—excitement, joy, confusion, and melancholy... intertwined like countless stars being extinguished and reborn.

With the soul intention formed, the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts was considered successfully cultivated.

He raised his hands and looked at them, then pointed them as a sword to cut through the air. His left hand drew a perfect circle, and his right hand cut a neat square, without any hesitation or discomfort.

Dividing the soul and transforming thoughts, using one heart for two purposes!

Wei Changfeng could not help but smile. He continued, writing the character "Wu" with his left hand and the character "Dan" with his right hand, both accomplished in one go!

Having reached this point, simultaneously cultivating the Dry Yang True Law and the Great Void Nine Heavens True Yang Heart Sutra was no longer a problem.

Moreover, as long as he mastered the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts, he could practice martial arts and cultivate heart methods at the same time, with efficiency far surpassing others.

This was not just the full effect of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts. In the future, if he encountered a powerful being using secret techniques to directly attack his soul consciousness, he could use the divided soul to counteract it, and even if it shattered and vanished, it would not harm his essence!

Cultivating the Dry Yang True Law in the lower dantian, the Great Void Heart Sutra in the middle dantian, and the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts in the upper dantian, Wei Changfeng's foundation for cultivating both pills and martial arts was now firmly established. He only needed to continuously consolidate and strengthen it, and breaking through to higher and stronger levels was no longer a dream!

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In the early morning, Wei Changfeng woke up, looking refreshed!

After successfully cultivating the technique of dividing the soul and transforming thoughts last night, he tried to cultivate the Dry Yang True Law and the Great Void Heart Sutra simultaneously, also achieving complete success. However, since the soul intention was just formed, he did not rush for quick results and had a good night's sleep.

Putting on his clothes, he did not go to wash first but opened the jade box on the bedside table.

The golden armor was still quietly lying next to the pill, as if still in a deep sleep.

However, when Wei Changfeng gently touched its shell, the little guy immediately woke up, spread its wings, and flew into Wei Changfeng's collar.

Wei Changfeng ignored it and focused on the high-quality pill he had refined last night.

Strangely, in just one night, although it was stored in the jade box, the pill's luster had dimmed significantly, its surface color had turned slightly yellow, and the pill pattern had almost disappeared.

It was as if it had been stored for many years and had lost some of its power!

Wei Changfeng, however, smiled in satisfaction.

This was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve, deliberately letting the golden armor absorb the pill's power to turn a freshly refined pill into an old one that had been stored for years.

He was confident that even a high-level pill master would not see through this!

Putting the medicine box away, Wei Changfeng went to wash and clean himself, then hurried to Jingyun Martial Academy.

He came to the Qingyuan Cottage again.

In the morning, there were still six or seven upper academy disciples kneeling outside the courtyard, some of whom he recognized from yesterday, unsure if they had knelt through the night.

Impressive perseverance!

Wei Changfeng secretly praised them.

However, while he praised others, they looked at him unfavorably!

A green-robed girl with a pretty face turned her head to stare at Wei Changfeng, her face unhappy, and said, "Why are you so ungrateful? You came yesterday and you come today. Do you have any shame?"

Wei Changfeng, instead of getting angry, laughed and glanced at her without speaking—aren't you the same?

The green-robed girl was quite smart and immediately understood.

In anger, she stood up and blocked Wei Changfeng's path, saying fiercely, "I am an upper academy disciple, and you are just a lower academy attendant disciple. What qualifications do you have...?"

Her tongue was sharp, and she said a lot, basically telling Wei Changfeng that he had no right to seek apprenticeship with Dongfang Caibai, and coming here again was just asking for humiliation. He should leave if he knew what was good for him.

Wei Changfeng did not want to argue with such a shrew, but it was troublesome to have her blocking his way. Moreover, the other lower academy disciples also stood up, looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

"What are you arguing about?"

At this moment, the side door of the Qingyuan Cottage opened, and the maid named Xiaoyu from yesterday poked her head out, saying in a dissatisfied tone, "My lady is practicing swordsmanship!"

Despite her delicate and ordinary appearance, her complaint silenced all the lower academy disciples, and even the green-robed girl who had been threatening Wei Changfeng lowered her head and stepped aside.

Wei Changfeng took the opportunity to step forward and said with a smile, "Miss Xiaoyu, we meet again!"

Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose and said, "Why is it you again? Didn't my lady tell you? Why are you still here!"

Wei Changfeng calmly handed over the jade box he had prepared and said, "I came today to offer a gift to Master Dongfang. Please help me, Miss Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "No, my lady does not accept gifts. You should go back!"

Wei Changfeng quickly said, "I believe Master Dongfang will not refuse this gift. If she really doesn't like it, I promise to never come again!"

"Hmph, I've never seen someone as shameless as you!"

Xiaoyu chuckled, thought for a moment, and then took the jade box, saying, "I'll help you this time. If my lady doesn't accept it, remember what you said!"

Wei Changfeng bowed and smiled, "Thank you, Miss Xiaoyu!"

This gift, of course, was the pill he had refined last night. He was confident that if Dongfang Caibai saw this pill, the chances of her refusing were very low.

Because she was a woman!

The side door closed again, and Wei Changfeng, confident and calm, patiently waited.

The green-robed girl looked at him with great displeasure and said in a low voice, "Really, a horse doesn't know its own face is long. Wearing such shabby clothes, you still have the nerve to give a gift to Master Dongfang. Just wait and see how you roll down the mountain!"

Beside her, a young man of seventeen or eighteen laughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, little sister. If he doesn't roll, I'll teach him how to!"

The other upper academy disciples laughed, looking at Wei Changfeng with disdain.

Wei Changfeng was furious and said coldly, "I really don't know how to roll. If someone demonstrates it for me, I wouldn't mind watching!"

The young man's face immediately turned serious, and he shouted, "Bold! You, a mere lower academy disciple, dare to be disrespectful to an upper academy disciple. Kneel down immediately!"

Wei Changfeng looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Of course, Jingyun Martial Academy had a hierarchy, and upper academy disciples could look down on lower academy disciples. However, as the chief attendant disciple of the library, his status was not much lower than the other's.

This guy actually ordered him to kneel, either because he was too confident or incredibly arrogant!

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