The days of cultivation were much more tedious than Luo Yun had imagined.

I get up before dawn every morning and meditate for an hour. After breakfast, I continue meditating. My father comes home at noon to check on my progress. In the afternoon, I ponder the use of my soul power, and before going to bed at night, I meditate for another hour.

The cycle repeats itself, day after day.

The only relief is the system overdraft that occurs every three months.

Three months after his first overdraft, Luo Yun once again chose to "overdraft the next year" at the perfect time.

[Selection Confirmed: Overdrawing the Future for a Year]

[Simulation begins...]

[Simulation complete]

[Synchronization begins——]

A familiar, warm energy surged into his body, and his soul power rose from level five to level six.

"Only one level up in a year?" Luo Yun was a little surprised, but he quickly understood—cultivation naturally slows down as you progress. It takes a year to go from level five to level six, and it might take even longer to go from level six to level seven. The system is just giving him the results of his future cultivation in advance; it's not creating soul power out of thin air, so this speed is normal.

However, Luo Yun also discovered something the system hadn't mentioned: after overdrawing his cultivation, for about half a month, he would experience signs of unstable soul power, which would then gradually recover. This was understandable, given that Luo Yun's cultivation speed was comparable to someone constantly fed various pills. However, compared to someone who was constantly taking medicine, his foundation was still quite solid.

The second overdraft occurred between levels six and seven. When overdrafting occurred consecutively, the signs of unstable soul power lasted longer, which made Luo Yun dare not recklessly use cheat codes and could only slow down the frequency of overdrafting.

In that year, he overdrafted his power three times, raising his soul power from level three to level seven.

I'm just one step away from level 10.

---

"Yoona, your soul power should be at level seven by now, right?" That evening, after routinely checking his son's cultivation progress, Luo Xing's face was filled with undisguised joy.

"More or less," Luo Yun mumbled in response.

"Level seven... Level seven is great!" Luo Xing rubbed his hands together, pacing back and forth in the room. "At this rate, you'll reach level ten in another year or two, and then you can go get your first spirit ring!"

He stopped and looked at Luo Yun, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Yoona, your father has been thinking a lot lately about what kind of spirit beast you should choose for your first spirit ring. The Ice Sparrow is of the ice attribute, so it's best to find an ice attribute spirit beast, and its age can't be too young—"

"Father," Luo Yun interrupted him, "It's too early to get a soul ring. I'm only level seven now, there's no rush."

"Yes, yes, no rush, no rush." ​​Luo Xing nodded repeatedly, but quickly frowned again. "However, there is one thing we need to prepare in advance—your physical condition."

Luo Yun was taken aback: "Physique?"

"Absorbing spirit rings, especially those from higher-level opponents, requires a very high level of physical strength from the spirit master," Luo Xing explained. "Although you are level seven, your body is still that of a six-year-old child, and your cultivation speed is faster than that of ordinary people. It might be a bit difficult for you to absorb a high-age spirit beast when you are at level ten."

He took a small wooden box out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

"So Dad got this for you."

Luo Yun opened the box, inside was a palm-sized amber-colored object, semi-transparent, emitting a faint fishy smell.

"What is this?" Luo Yun was stunned for a moment.

"Whale glue." Luo Xing nodded, a hint of pride on his face. "I had several friends bring it over from a coastal city. This stuff can widen meridians and strengthen the body; it's a great tonic for Soul Masters. It's just..."

He paused, his expression somewhat strange.

"What is it?"

"It's this stuff... there are some strange reactions after eating it," Luo Xing coughed. "You know, when whale glue was first discovered, it was used as... you know... an aphrodisiac. Later, it was gradually discovered that it could help with cultivation."

Luo Yun almost burst out laughing; of course he knew that.

"Father, I don't care, as long as it helps with cultivation." He closed the box. "How do I use this?"

"This piece is seventy years old, so you can just heat it up with a regular fire until it melts and then eat it directly," Luo Xing said. "However, the first time you eat it, you might have some reactions—your body might feel warm, your blood might surge, that's all normal. If you eat it tonight, you should be able to feel the changes in your meridians tomorrow."

---

That night, Luo Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the whale glue in his hand.

It was a palm-sized piece, but quite heavy. He placed the whale gelatin on the stove next to him and started to melt it. After a long time, the whale gelatin gradually softened and turned into a gel. He then put it in his mouth. The texture was a bit like a chewy jelly, with an indescribable fishy smell.

"No wonder it's considered an aphrodisiac." He muttered as he chewed, "This taste does seem to be true."

After chewing it a few times, I swallowed it whole.

At first, he didn't feel anything. Luo Yun sat cross-legged, preparing to begin meditating.

But not long after, a warm current suddenly rose from my abdomen.

The heat came quickly and intensely, like a fire burning inside my stomach. Then, the heat began to spread throughout my body, and wherever it reached, my meridians felt as if they were being stretched open by invisible hands, or as if they were being washed by scalding magma—

"hiss--"

Luo Yun gasped, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

pain.

It wasn't a sharp, stinging pain, but a throbbing pain, a throbbing pain from the inside out. He could clearly feel his meridians being forcibly widened, those channels that could only accommodate thin streams were now being stretched little by little.

The heat continued to surge, washing over the meridians again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain finally subsided.

Luo Yun opened his eyes, his whole body soaked in sweat. He clenched his fist and could clearly feel the changes in his body—lighter, stronger, and the circulation of his soul power was much smoother than before.

"Whale glue, it really is a good thing."

He looked down at himself and couldn't help but laugh.

"However, if someone who doesn't know the truth eats this, they might easily misunderstand it—the feeling of being hot all over and having their blood surging does seem to be the case."

---

The next morning, Luo Xing couldn't wait to ask about the results.

"How is it? How does it feel?"

"My meridians have widened considerably," Luo Yun said truthfully. "The flow of my soul power is much smoother than before."

"That's good, that's good." Luo Xing nodded repeatedly. "I'll get you another piece after a while. The more you eat this, the better it will be."

The days passed by.

Besides cultivating his skills, Luo Yun also began to observe his father's business dealings every day.

Luo Xing's shop is located in the west of the city, mainly selling low-level soul tools and accessories—soul lamps for lighting, soul furnaces for heating, and some repair tools. Business is neither good nor bad; it's more than enough to support a family of three, allowing them to live a comfortable life, but it's a bit of a struggle to support Luo Yun's full-time cultivation.

Luo Yun saw it all and kept it in mind.

In his previous life, although he was just an ordinary office worker, he was still a person of the internet age and had learned some marketing tricks through his surroundings. In this world, there was no internet, no television, and everything relied on word of mouth, so marketing methods were very primitive.

"Father, why don't you do some marketing for your shop?" Luo Yun asked tentatively that evening.

"Marketing?" Luo Xing was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"It's like... buy one get one free, discounts for spending a certain amount, member discounts," Luo Yun said. "Making customers feel like they're getting a good deal naturally makes them more willing to buy more."

"Also, your shop sign is too ordinary; passersby won't even give it a second glance," Luo Yun continued. "You could make a bigger sign, and at night, with the soul-guiding lamps lit, it would be visible from afar."

"Also, we can offer a discount to loyal customers in exchange for referring new customers. Those who successfully refer new customers will receive a small gift..."

Luo Yun talked non-stop for half an hour, pouring out all the marketing techniques he had seen in his previous life.

After listening, Luo Xing remained silent for a long time.

"Where did you learn all this from?" He looked at his son as if he were a monster.

Luo Yun's heart tightened, and he quickly tried to cover it up: "I was just thinking about it randomly. I was thinking about it while reading a book, I don't know if it will be useful."

"Useful, incredibly useful!" Luo Xing slapped his thigh. "I've been in business for over a decade, how come I never thought of this!"

The next day, he began to renovate the shop as Luo Yun had instructed.

The new signboard is up and running, and with the lights on at night, it's visible from half a block away. They also launched an "Anniversary Grand Sale," offering free gifts with purchases over a certain amount, which immediately attracted many customers.

And those discount and gift promotions spread like wildfire, making the shop's business visibly booming.

After a month, the turnover doubled.

Luo Xing's hands trembled as he looked at the account book.

"Yoona, you're truly your father's lucky star!"

Luo Yun smiled but didn't say anything.

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