Sign-In in Douluo Dalu.

Chapter 379.

Wang Feng finally understood why disciples who had reached a certain level of cultivation were often sent out to experience the world.

Though it was a traditional practice, its effects were undeniably profound.

With this thought, Wang Feng drained the wine from his glass in one swift motion before leaving the hotel. As he stepped outside, a clear voice caught his attention:

"Miss, you should return to your cultivation later... Your friend from the Heaven Dou –Empire has sent a letter for you."

"Understood."

The initial voice was unfamiliar to Wang Feng, but the cold, clear reply that followed made him stop and turn.

The speaker was a young woman with an exceptionally graceful figure. Dressed in a sleek black outfit, her features were as pure as freshly fallen snow, though her face retained a hint of youthful immaturity. She looked no older than eighteen or nineteen, yet her beauty was striking. Her long black hair was tied back simply, and even from her profile, her delicate features and the curves of her figure were captivating. Once you set your eyes on her, it became nearly impossible to look away.

Her slightly childish face contrasted sharply with her mature figure and cold temperament, creating a blend of contradictions that harmonized perfectly in her presence.

"I didn't expect to see her..."

From a distance, Wang Feng froze, startled.

The girl, accompanied by her maid, was at the hotel counter seemingly arranging a room. She hadn't noticed him.

It's been over four years... She's matured a lot. Her figure has improved even further, she's grown taller, and her soul power level is even higher than what the Chamber of Commerce leader reported.

Wang Feng studied her from afar but chose not to approach her.

'We'll meet again someday.'

After a lingering glance, he quickly left the hotel, though his heart churned with waves of emotion.

Just as Wang Feng exited, the girl seemed to sense something. She turned abruptly toward the doorway, her sharp gaze sweeping over the –bustling crowd. There was no sign of the figure she had missed for years—only a fleeting glimpse of someone slipping away into the crowd.

Her heart stirred, and she rushed to the door, scanning the crowd. Her maid followed, puzzled.

"Miss, is something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Zhu Zhuqing placed a hand over her chest, calming the unusual rhythm of her heartbeat. She shook her head, her heart still racing inexplicably.

Why does it feel like he was here?

Her thoughts drifted. It had been more than four years.

'Wang Feng... Where are you?'

"There seems to be a magnetic pull between the two Meteoric Tears," Wang Feng mused, his hand brushing against his chest.

"But Zhu Zhuqing's Meteoric Tear hasn't fully awakened or been utilized. That's why she only faintly sensed me. If her Meteoric Tear had been developed, she would have immediately recognized my presence among the crowd."

Recalling her, Wang Feng noted that while her temperament had become more mature, some of her innocence had faded. The result of this transformation was an even more enchanting figure.

For Wang Feng, however, this moment marked the end of a brief encounter.

There was less than a month left until his agreed meeting with the two Title Douluo—barely over ten days to be precise.

"In these ten days, I'll focus on practicing the Word Secret technique and strive to elevate my spiritual power and soul to a new level."

He retreated to a secluded forest, just a day's journey from Soul Hall, and began training.

The Word Secret technique revealed itself to be relatively straightforward for Wang Feng at his current level. With his pure soul and the transformative power of his Red Lotus Karmic Fire Tempering, cultivating it felt almost effortless.

Here, the value of the Dustless Glass Body truly shone. After being tempered by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, his body had become incomparably strong. As Wang Feng delved deeper into this treasure, he discovered even more of its hidden potential.

In just a few days, he grasped the fundamentals of the Word Secret technique.

Within the sea of his consciousness, a vast expanse of white mist began to swirl, gradually solidifying and condensing.

His three martial souls circled around the periphery of his mental space, and the white mist itself represented his mental power. Though vast, it remained illusory—more a symbol of potential than something fully realized.

Yet, even forming this white mist was a monumental achievement.

Through the practice of the Word Secret technique, Wang Feng's scattered spiritual energy, spread across his skull and body and refined through the Red Lotus, began to coalesce. The mist thickened within his sea of consciousness, marking a new realm of spiritual development.

"Mental power... it's condensing into mist," Wang Feng observed with satisfaction.

This transformation represented a breakthrough—a tangible symbol of progress. He could feel his soul and spiritual strength growing beyond measure.

"The Word Secret technique seems extraordinary. If I continue practicing, what heights might I reach?"

The thought excited him. His spiritual power, once intangible and ethereal, now bore a striking resemblance to the divine consciousness cultivated in immortal practices.

"I can even vaguely sense the existence of my soul," Wang Feng realized.

Souls in the Douluo world remained an elusive concept, often discussed as mere philosophy. Yet Wang Feng could faintly feel his own, especially after undergoing Red Lotus Karmic Fire Tempering. As his mental power grew, his connection to his soul became clearer.

Perhaps, when my spiritual power reaches a certain level, I'll be able to completely sense my soul. Could I cultivate it into an immortal soul, allowing it to exist independently of my body? Even if the physical body perishes, the soul will survive.

These thoughts fueled his determination.

Through further meditation, he envisioned how his mental power might evolve—from mist into droplets, from droplets into streams, and finally into mighty rivers and oceans. As the liquid solidified, it would transform into a tangible soul, fully realized.

While his theories lacked validation, Wang Feng's intuition convinced him of their truth.

With his pure soul and unparalleled spiritual purity, his cultivation speed was astonishing. Every second of practice condensed the white mist further.

Days passed. Within the dense fog of his consciousness, a single luminous droplet finally formed.

As it materialized, a profound clarity swept over Wang Feng. His mind felt as though it had stepped into an entirely new dimension, where everything seemed sharper, more vivid.

The white mist rapidly converged around the droplet, forming a powerful nucleus of spiritual energy.

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