I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Meng Qingjiao looked at Xue Jing with a cold gaze, inherited from Uncle Meng. Her emotionless eyes and the corners of Meng Boshang's mouth hooked in what might or might not have been a smile. He nodded at Xue Jing, a form of greeting.

He opened the door wide and his robust body moved aside, gesturing for Xue Jing to enter.

Xue Jing stepped into the Cultivation Room and took the opportunity to measure his eldest martial brother's attributes with the attribute table.

The pentagon radar chart on the panel kept changing and quickly measured Meng Boshang's five dimensions.

Body: 1287

Consciousness: 1166

Robbery: 1517

Saint: 285

Power: ?

'A [Body] value of 1287...'

Xue Jing's gaze shifted.

Just over a month ago, he had been significantly behind his eldest martial brother in terms of physical strength. Yet now, he was nearly catching up, with only about a quarter difference in their values.

His growth rate was becoming more and more exaggerated.

Xue Jing thought that if they were to engage in a real fight now, the one-fourth difference in body values would not constitute an overwhelming advantage in a martial arts fight, and he could still stand a chance of winning.

While his eldest martial brother had been immersed in martial arts for decades, which undoubtedly placed his martial arts above Xue Jing's, he could compensate for this disadvantage with the edge provided by [True Martial] in Channeling Energy.

Overall, Xue Jing felt that even without using Twin Lifes as a cheat, he was now capable of contending with his eldest martial brother in martial arts.

'My eldest martial brother has reached Great Perfection in Inner Refining long ago, and is just one step away from Leaping Through the Dragon Gate. His current values are probably at their limit; it would be difficult for him to make further progress.'

'Given that, could 1287 be considered the 'limit for a mortal'?'

Xue Jing wondered.

'No... it can't be calculated like that. Everyone's physique is different, and so are their limits. My eldest martial brother has excellent Physical Talent, so his upper limit is higher than that of the average person. The limit for ordinary people probably doesn't exceed a thousand.'

'...Although he has trained close to the level of Leaping Through the Dragon Gate, his talent would certainly not just be considered 'ordinary'.'

As soon as he entered the Cultivation Room, Xue Jing saw Meng Qingjiao kneeling in the center of the room, dressed in a Training Garment.

Under her neat short hair was a pretty face with a pair of cold, clear eyes. She should have been a cool, abstemious girl.

However, her overly enchanting figure made even the loose Training Garment outline a heart-stopping curve, which had nothing to do with 'abstinence.'

Those cold, clear eyes looked towards Xue Jing, as inscrutable as ever.

"Click—"

The sound of the door closing came from behind. When Xue Jing looked back, he saw that his eldest martial brother, Meng Boshang, had not stayed in the room but had already left.

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

But since things had come to this, he turned to Meng Qingjiao and greeted her with a smile, "Sister Meng."

"..." Meng Qingjiao nodded at him and then moved her body slightly forward, patting the ground in front of her.

It seemed she was indicating for Xue Jing to sit there.

Seeing this, Xue Jing walked in front of Meng Qingjiao and seated himself cross-legged less than twenty centimeters away from her, facing her.

At such a close distance, his keen sense of smell constantly caught Sister Meng's faint fragrance, and if he lowered his gaze even slightly, the world cup with a conspicuously strong presence would dominate his field of vision.

However, Xue Jing's ability to control his consciousness was extremely strong, and being prepared, he wouldn't be affected. With an unruffled smile, he said:

"Sister Meng, I'll begin teaching you the Yellow Grannie Skill next... There might be some impropriety, please forgive me."

Meng Qingjiao reached out and gently touched his head with a soft expression and nodded.

Xue Jing pondered for a moment and said, "The Yellow Grannie Skill is a secret skill of the Taoist Sect, part of Ancient Martial arts, and places great emphasis on the cultivation of one's heart. To master it requires a high level of Taoist Learning, understanding the esoteric aspects through studying Taoist Scriptures, which cannot be easily conveyed in words."

"In this aspect, I cannot offer much help to Sister Meng. You will have to rely on yourself...

However, Sister Meng is an unparalleled genius in Soft Power; the precision in Qi Flow and Channeling Energy is unmatched by ordinary people, so even if your Taoist Learning is not yet sufficient, you should be able to forcibly mimic the subtle changes in Channeling Energy of someone deeply versed in Taoist Learning..." Continue your journey with My Virtual Library Empire

"Although I can't teach you the profound aspects of this Cultivation Technique by this method, I can help you get started. You can then study Taoist doctrines on your own to fill in the gaps and refine your knowledge."

As Xue Jing spoke, he placed his hand on Meng Qingjiao's wrist.

A delicate touch came through the, a slim and soft wrist not at all resembling that of someone who practices martial arts.

Xue Jing, in serious teaching mode, paid no attention to these details. He activated his Power into Qi Force and sent it surging into Meng Qingjiao's body, coursing through her system.

Gifted with [True Martial], he possessed absolute Control Power over Qi Force, guiding the Qi Force outside of his body to follow the breathing pathways of the Yellow Grannie Skill intricately as if it was within his own body.

The Qi Flow pathways of the Yellow Grannie Skill, being a nourishing life skill, unavoidably involved the principles of yin and yang, which meant the Qi Force had to pass through several sensitive areas.

Qu Chi, Qi Sea, Zhongji, Yin Lian...

Meng Qingjiao's complexion turned slightly rosy, and her calm was subtly perturbed. However, seeing Xue Jing's earnest teaching expression, she suppressed her restlessness, focusing on the rhythm of the Qi Force.

As she concentrated, the sensations grew more pronounced...

Suddenly, Meng Qingjiao's body trembled slightly, and her toes curled a little.

"Sister Meng, don't move," Xue Jing reminded.

...

After the teaching was finished, Meng Qingjiao was covered in a layer of fine sweat.

"Sister Meng, are you alright?"

Xue Jing asked with concern.