Zu An was taken aback: "Ah, I thought this cultivation was for breaking through to the Grandmaster realm?"
Mi Li shook her head: "The cultivation method you practice is very strange. The quality and quantity of the vital energy in your body far exceed those of people of the same level, which is why you were able to injure a Grandmaster when you were only a ninth-rank cultivator."
"Therefore, the amount of vital energy you need to break through the Grandmaster level is enormous. Old Man Mi has already used up a lot of his cultivation before, and now only about half remains. This cultivation is not enough for you to break through to the Grandmaster level. However, since there are still some fragments of his soul remaining, they are just right to help you shape your soul."
Zu'an knew that with her cultivation and knowledge, she wouldn't make a wrong judgment: "Thank you for your guidance, Master."
Mi Li smiled and said, "I can't let you call me master for nothing, so it's only right that I teach you. By the way, although Old Man Mi's soul has dispersed and there is no longer any danger of him being possessed, he is still a grandmaster after all. There are still some fragments of consciousness remaining in his soul fragments. You must guard your heart and not let your inner demons invade you."
Zu An nodded, his expression quite serious. After all, matters concerning the soul are of utmost importance, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.
Seeing that he did not show any signs of underestimating his opponent, Mi Li inwardly praised him and comforted him, "You don't need to worry too much. As long as you are careful, those things will only become nourishment for your soul."
Next, she taught Zu'an the method of shaping his soul before returning to the Dao Sword to focus on healing her injuries.
Zuan tidied up the room and then quietly slipped out. Before leaving the hotel, he made a special trip to Pei You's room and tricked him again with the cute girl transformation device.
Good brothers are loyal; if I don't turn to you for help, who else would I turn to?
When Zu'an returned to the Duke's mansion, Yu Yanluo, whose eyes were red, breathed a sigh of relief: "You're finally back."
"What happened?" Zuan asked in surprise.
"No, I'm just worried that something might happen to you outside," Yu Yanluo said, tucking her slightly messy hair behind her ear. "I always feel uneasy when you're not around."
Upon hearing this, she immediately realized her mistake, her face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly added, "I was afraid that people outside would insist on barging in, and if you weren't there, we'd be exposed."
Zu An smiled slightly: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Madam. I'm back now. You've had a long day and are still seriously injured. You should get some rest."
His reminder made Yu Yanluo feel an overwhelming sense of fatigue wash over her.
She was already badly injured, and she had just exhausted herself processing the images in the audio-visual stone. Now she was indeed struggling to keep up.
She swayed slightly, and Zu An quickly supported her, picked her up, and placed her on the bed.
Feeling his touch, Yu Yanluo stiffened slightly, but said nothing.
She only relaxed after he covered her with the blanket, thinking that she had really overthought things and that he was a gentleman.
Seeing her pale face, Zu An asked in a deep voice, "Madam, do you really not need me to heal your wounds?"
Yu Yanluo's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly clutched the blanket to her chest: "No need!"
Seeing her frightened state, Zu An chuckled and said, "Madam, please rest well."
"Where are you going?" Yu Yanluo asked hurriedly when she saw the other person turn around.
"Don't worry, I won't leave. I'll just meditate here for one night," Zuan replied.
Seeing his travel-worn appearance, Yu Yanluo bit her lip, her face showing struggle, but finally whispered, "You should go to bed too."
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