In an abandoned residence in the outskirts of the city, the pungent smell of alcohol could be smelled from far away. The courtyard was littered with wine bottles.
The Dean of Amaterasu College, Yunchong, and the former Head of Research, Chu Min, each sat on a tattered recliner, rocking back and forth in the courtyard. The two experts who had reached the Three Spirits Connected were already tipsy.
"It's been a long time since I've drunk like this …" Yunchong sighed. But after he finished speaking, he laughed. This emotion was clearly unable to resonate with the person beside him. This person had been drinking like this for more than ten years.
As expected, Chu Min only rolled her eyes at Yunchong's sigh. She scooped with her hand, and a gust of wind swept out. The wine bottles on the ground were lifted into the air, wobbling as they floated above Yunchong.
"Hey, hey!" Yunchong called out. But the wind had already stopped, and the wine bottles immediately began to fall towards him.
"Hey!" Yunchong shouted.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang …
The sound of explosions rang out in the air. The wine bottles were all shattered by Yunchong's shout. Chu Min suddenly raised her hand again, and a gust of wind swept up the broken pieces, spiraling them into the blue sky, sparkling. The two experts with three opened spirits, who weren't very young, stared dumbly.
The courtyard door was pushed open at this moment. Lu Ping carried Morin on his back as he walked in with Su Tang. After the two of them had escaped, they met again on their way back.
Chu Min clenched her fist, and the wind stopped. But the broken pieces had already become even finer as they collided with the wind. At this moment, they flashed and slowly floated down, creating a new scene.
"Wow!" Su Tang exclaimed.
"Be careful not to get blinded," Yunchong said.
"The people from the Institute's Commission are trying to arrest us." Lu Ping summarized the situation.
"They've captured Siffin?" Chu Min asked.
"I'm afraid so," Lu Ping said.
"Now that I know that child's bloodline, I can't worry at all …" Chu Min muttered to herself.
Everyone was silent.
Su Tang interacted a lot with the students in the academy, the northwest Yan Qiu Ci, this kind of great figure that everyone knew, of course he would often be talked about by the students, heard a lot. Even Lu Ping, who rarely interacted with people, had an impression of this name from the conversations he overheard while eating in the cafeteria.
Yan Qiu Ci was one of the six strongest xiuzhe on the continent who had connected their five spirits. What was the relationship between him and Siffin? He didn't say, so no one asked. However, they were definitely related by blood. This was something that Wen Gecheng had confirmed with his Microscopic Seamless.
Even the officials of the State Council would be afraid of Qin Sang, the daughter of the Qin family. If they knew that Siffin and Yan Qiu Ci were related, it was hard to imagine what would happen in the end.
"Indeed, there is no need to worry. He's fine. "Yunchong seemed to have received some news.
"Oh, there's more." After Lu Ping settled Morin at the side, he asked Chu Min about the strange sound he had heard when he was escaping using Ming Zhi's courage.
After quickly describing it, Chu Min didn't speak immediately. She looked at Yunchong.
In terms of Ming Zhi's courage, Yunchong was more proficient than her. Just now when Lu Ping asked Yunchong, he had completely heard it and was in a daze.
"What is it?" Chu Min continued to look at Yunchong, looking like she wanted him to answer immediately.
"Can you still do it now?" Yunchong asked Lu Ping.
"Right now … I'm a bit tired, but I can try." Lu Ping said. Stealing the soul power under Ecstasy Soul Locking was naturally not an easy task. Lu Ping could do it, but this didn't mean he could maintain the same state forever. He only needed to steal Ming Zhi's courage. This was a breakthrough he had recently achieved, and he wasn't completely proficient in controlling it. Although relying on speed allowed him to practice more efficiently, it also made it easier for him to get tired.
Yunchong thought about it, got up from the recliner, and walked to the corner of the courtyard. There was a pile of special sound transmission materials that Lu Ping used to test the effect of his stealing Ming Zhi's soul. Yunchong bent down and grabbed a handful, and stretched it in front of Chu Min.
"Let them float." Yunchong said, and threw a handful of fragments into the air. Chu Min raised her hand, and the wind blew, and the fragments fluttered in the air.
"Connect them into a line." Yunchong said.
Chu Min didn't make a sound, and only did it. With a wave of her hand, the fragments neatly lined up in the air.
"Send it to his ear." As Yunchong said this, he also wiped his hand, and the sound of the wind that rolled the fragments into a line was suddenly eliminated.
Just like that, one side of the fragment was placed next to Lu Ping's ear, and the other side was placed by Yunchong's finger.
"Channel your Ming Zhi's courage into it." Yunchong said. "There's no need to do what you did before, just a little bit of it is enough."
Lu Ping nodded, and then did as he was told. However, his Ming Zhi's courage hadn't reached a very pure level. After entering this special material that could only accept Ming Zhi's courage, there was still a little damage from the inside out, but at least the fragments didn't directly break, and at least they were still connected. However, the shaking of the fragments clearly increased, and Chu Min hurriedly controlled them again, and continued to connect them. This was clearly not something that could be done with just the wind alone. Instead, he had to accurately control the direction and strength of the wind. The lines of the fragments were no longer as straight as before, but they were still closely connected. Chu Min already understood what Yunchong wanted to try.
"Did you hear it? You've heard it before, isn't this the sound?" Yunchong said.
Lu Ping's face revealed a look of shock, because the incomparably clear sound that rang in his ears was indeed the sound he had heard before, a sound that couldn't be accurately described with words.
"It's this!" Lu Ping said.
The fragments fell from the sky, and the test ended. Chu Min and Yunchong looked at each other.
"What is this?" Lu Ping asked.
"This is the sound of Ming Zhi's courage." Yunchong said.
"The sound of Ming Zhi's courage?"
"If you use a special method to control Ming Zhi's courage, you might be able to hear it. It's usually called listening to the soul. "Yunchong said.
"Oh, no wonder." Lu Ping suddenly understood. In other words, what he had heard when he was three steps away was the sound of that cultivator's Ming Zhi's soul. As expected, the other had launched a sneak attack. Fortunately, he had heard it.
Lu Ping had already told Chu Min and Yunchong about this process, but was it any wonder? Chu Min and Yunchong weren't as easily relieved as he was.
Listening to the soul was not a high level technique, it was only evaluated as level one. Those that could use listening to the soul were mostly doctors and cultivators. They would use listening to the soul to diagnose the state of a cultivator's Ming Zhi's soul. Other than this, listening to the soul was meaningless because listening to the soul required the use of special materials that could conduct and strengthen Ming Zhi's Ming Zhi. Lu Ping was able to hear the sound of the other's Ming Zhi's soul from three steps away, it was unheard of.
Listening to the soul to this level meant that within three steps, no cultivator could disguise their identity in front of Lu Ping. Because even if it was an ability to hide the Ming Zhi's soul, it was the result of controlling the Ming Zhi's soul. What Lu Ping had heard from three steps away was not the sound of Matsuoka preparing to attack. What he had heard was the sound of Matsuoka's level four ability, "Disappear".
"Continue to work hard and see if you can strengthen it further. The rhythm of Swallowing Sound might not be the most suitable. I'm afraid you'll need to find a stronger rhythm yourself." Chu Min said.
"Understood." Lu Ping nodded his head. If this kind of rhythm could produce the effect of listening to the soul, then Yunchong should have mastered it a long time ago. The key was still the speed at which Lu Ping controlled the Ming Zhi's soul. He quickly completed the rhythm of Swallowing Sound and unexpectedly obtained this kind of soul listening explosion.
"His future is limitless!" Yunchong sighed.
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