An instructor like Yunchong, who had a lot of experience in education, had a better judgment than the average cultivator when it came to the growth potential.
Swallowing Sound was the ability he was proud of. In order to optimize this ability, he had done extensive research on controlling the rhythm of Ming's Courage. But even so, he had no idea that the rhythm of Swallowing Sound could actually improve the effect of Soul Listening.
The speed at which Lu Ping controlled the Spirit was unprecedented. The same rhythm, when used at the same speed, would instantly produce a new effect. If it was like the effect of Soul Listening that was beyond one's understanding, it would undoubtedly be quite terrifying. It was too conservative to say that his future was limitless.
And this was just Ming's Spirit.
Lu Ping still had Chong's Spirit, Qi's Spirit, Pivot's Spirit, Strength's Spirit, and Essence's Spirit waiting to be excavated.
However, if he continued to rely on the "loophole" form of the Soul Locking Confinement, he would probably be greatly restricted. Advanced Esper Abilities required two or more types of Soul Force to work together in a complicated manner to form an effect. Therefore, the activation of high-level abilities often required more time. Often, due to the complexity of the control, a slight mistake would cause the activation to fail.
As for Lu Ping, the time he had was fixed from the beginning. It was already very difficult to steal Ming's Spirit in that small gap. Now, he still needed to steal two or more types of pure Spirit at once and had to operate them according to the requirements. To achieve this, he could only increase the speed at which he operated the Spirit. And Lu Ping's control speed had already broken through the sky. It was simply unimaginable that he still needed a much faster speed.
Yun Chong frowned and asked, "Who was the one who gave you this Spiritual Soul Lock?" Such a great talent and seedling was limited because of this. This made him, an educator, very sad.
"I'm not sure." Lu Ping shook his head. He had also told Chu Min about the organization, but the Soul Locking Confinement had been on him for as long as he could remember.
Yunchong shook his head helplessly. Soul Lock was a Level 6 ability that was completely beyond his capabilities. Moreover, the Physical Soul Lock on Lu Ping's body was far more powerful than what was commonly known. Custom-type Esper Abilities. The rules had not shown any signs of loosening after more than a decade. Other than the extremely powerful ability of the caster, the medium used to strengthen the Soul Power must also be extremely powerful.
But where was this medium?
When Lu Ping's Power of Spirit burst out, the chains would be stimulated to materialize. However, that entity might not really be the medium. It was very likely that it was just a manifestation of the Esper Ability. In Yunchong's opinion, there was something fishy about Lu Ping's Soul Lock. If the strange old man, Shen He, knew about this, there was an eighty percent chance that he would drag Lu Ping to dissect him and search through his muscles, bones, blood, and organs to see if there was any medium that could be directly implanted into his body.
"Hmm … that's not a bad idea …" Yunchong mumbled.
"What are you mumbling about?" Chu Min asked.
"Oh, nothing," Yunchong said hurriedly. How did he become so perverted? If he said something like that, he would probably be killed on the spot by Chu Min …
"I'll still go take a look at Siffin. Although this kid has that kind of identity, there's a high chance that he won't rely on it. These kids all have their own talents, but they all have their own problems. Why are they so troublesome? "Chu Min said.
"If you go, it'll be even more troublesome …" Yunchong could not help but remind her. You said that the students all have their own problems. Aren't you the same? And you're far more troublesome than these kids, right?
"Then you go." Chu Min did not hesitate. She had already left Amaterasu College and was no longer the chief academician, but she still ordered the dean around.
"You've already abandoned Amaterasu College. Why should I worry about you?" Yunchong asked.
"Because you probably won't abandon me," Chu Min replied.
The atmosphere was strange again. It was a hundred times stranger than when Lu Ping and Su Tang had just returned and used their high-end abilities to play with the wine bottle. The entire yard became quiet in an instant.
Lu Ping and Su Tang looked at one and then at the other. Although they were still teenagers, they could still tell that there was something wrong with those words. Especially when it came from Ms. Chu Min's mouth. Apart from being strange, there was nothing else.
Yunchong was not used to it either. After a while, he said, "That doesn't sound like something you would say."
"You did," Chu Min said.
Yunchong quickly understood what she meant.
Chu Min had been dispirited at Amaterasu College for more than ten years. Not only did the students change wave after wave, even the mentors were getting more and more confused. They didn't know where the alcoholic woman in the library came from. They didn't know why the college kept such a useless person who ruined the college's image.
They didn't understand.
But Yunchong understood.
Be it when he first became the academician of Amaterasu Academy, or when he eventually became the third seat, or when he finally became the dean, he had stood his ground and insisted that Chu Min stay at Amaterasu Academy.
They were students of the same mentor. He was one of the few people who knew why Chu Min had suddenly become dispirited and depressed.
But he was the only one who had always believed that Chu Min would one day pull herself together. When he saw Chu Min take action for those teenagers who broke in, he wasn't as calm as he appeared to be. However, he was a Penetrator of Spirit. His emotions were forcibly suppressed by the power of his spirit.
He didn't want to see Chu Min depressed, so he had been looking forward to it.
That was what Chu Min was trying to say.
It wasn't a desire. It was trust.
But Chu Min had always been simple and direct. She didn't think carefully about how to express her feelings. She said it when she thought of it.
"I'll go and have a look," Yunchong answered.
He had always trusted Chu Min, and Chu Min also trusted him at this moment. That was why she was willing to entrust her to him.
But the problem was …
Why was he the one who had to work so hard? When leaving the courtyard, Yunchong kept shaking his head.
"We'll go too." Lu Ping and Su Tang said together.
"Go!" Chu Min waved her hand. Finally, she stayed to look after Morin.
While Siffin and Su Tang had completed the Penetrator of Spirit at lightning speed, there was still no sign of Morin.
Efficiency was the pursuit of Penetrator of Spirit. It would be terrible if one couldn't quickly complete the Penetrator of Spirit during this kind of cultivation. For cultivators, the longer they stayed in this state, the more it would wear down their willpower. It would make them anxious and uneasy.
But Morin didn't.
Half a month had passed. He didn't show any impatience or anxiety.
Even though they had encountered danger during this process, he didn't show any pessimism despite being in such a powerless state.
At the beginning, when the three of them had started Penetrator of Spirit, the one Chu Min was least worried about was Morin. She had always thought that with his temperament, he might not be the fastest, but he would definitely be able to complete it.
But now, Chu Min found that Morin had done far more than she had imagined.
Compared to Siffin and Su Tang, Morin was indeed very slow.
But he was slow, terrifyingly slow. In such a slow Penetrator of Spirit, he had actually been able to maintain his emotional stability. Just how strong was his tenacity and patience?
The longer it took to complete the Penetrator of Spirit, the slimmer the chances of success. For someone like Siffin to completely complete the Penetrator of Spirit in one day, it was indeed very amazing. But Penetrator of Spirit was about efficiency, so it wasn't surprising that it was faster. But after a long time, there were very few cultivators who could still walk out of the Penetrator state.
Fifteen days of Penetrator of Spirit was not a short period of time. But Chu Min didn't lose confidence in Morin because of this. No one did.
"This kid, does he want to practice for a whole month before he is willing to stop?" Chu Min said to herself. Judging from Morin's current performance of finding food on time, Chu Min believed that even in a situation where his three senses were isolated, he could still calculate the time very accurately.
He had waited for more than ten years, so what if he only waited for ten days?
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