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The morning sunlight streamed into the suite's bedroom through the gaps in the curtains.

Lin Ruofei slowly opened her eyes. Despite not having slept all night, she was in surprisingly good spirits, even more so than if she had slept for eight hours.

She subconsciously followed Ye Heng's guidance last night and began to look inward. She could vaguely feel a cool current flowing slowly through her body. Could this be the "true qi" that Ye Heng had mentioned?

An indescribable joy welled up in her heart.

She succeeded? She sensed true qi in just one night? She had heard her father mention that for ordinary people to begin cultivating, even with the guidance of a famous teacher and ample resources, it would take anywhere from several months to several years to even begin to grasp the basics.

Ye Heng had already gotten up by this time.

Lin Ruofei said excitedly, "Mr. Ye, I... I think I can feel the true energy you mentioned. It's cool and slowly flowing through my body."

Ye Heng turned around and his gaze fell on her face.

After a night of cultivation, she showed no signs of fatigue; instead, her skin was radiant, her eyes were clear, and even her demeanor seemed more serene.

The affinity of the Luan-Feng Heming Body for spiritual energy is indeed extraordinary.

"Very good. Your physique is special, making it easier for you to sense spiritual energy than ordinary people. But sensing is only the first step. The real cultivation lies in the subsequent accumulation, control, and application."

Lin Ruofei nodded, her excitement mixed with new doubts.

She tried to sense it carefully, but found that she could not detect any fluctuations of true energy from Ye Heng at all.

He stood there, his aura as calm as that of an ordinary person with no cultivation, yet the vast, prison-like pressure of his divine sense from last night, and Shen Chongshan's utter helplessness in front of him, were still vivid in his mind.

"That's strange, why can't I sense any true energy from you?" she couldn't help but ask, "You're so strong."

Ye Heng replied, "When one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one's control over true energy becomes unparalleled, allowing for complete control and concealment. You've only just begun, so naturally you can't sense it."

It turned out to be the case.

Lin Ruofei suddenly realized that her understanding of the word "cultivation" had deepened.

"So... what should I do next?" she asked earnestly.

"Continue to solidify the wisp of true energy you sense, and try to guide it with your mind along the path I taught you last night. Don't be greedy for more, don't rush, focus on experiencing the feeling of energy and getting familiar with its flow."

"Also, you could try singing."

"Singing?" Lin Ruofei was taken aback. What did cultivation have to do with singing?

"Your constitution is called 'Harmonious Phoenix and Luan Phoenix,' meaning you have an innate and unique sensitivity and ability to harmonize sounds, emotions, and energy fields," Ye Heng explained. "The initial activation of your constitution with true qi may bring about some changes in your voice and musicality. Give it a try."

Lin Ruofei was skeptical, but she cleared her throat and softly hummed a melody from her new song. The moment she opened her mouth, she froze.

The voice was still clear and pleasant, but the timbre seemed more transparent and pure. Every transition and breath control became incredibly natural and smooth. Even some difficult techniques that used to require deliberate practice could now be mastered effortlessly.

What's even more amazing is that she feels she can capture the subtle emotional fluctuations in the melody more delicately and incorporate them into her singing.

After humming the tune, she looked at Ye Heng, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"It's really different now. It seems like I have better control over it, and it feels closer to what the song is trying to express."

"This is one of the benefits of the initial activation of one's physique." Ye Heng nodded.

"Your voice itself has already begun to contain a touch of ethereal beauty. With further guidance, your singing can not only touch the eardrums, but also directly affect the listener's emotions, and even... in certain situations, create a field of comfort or cohesion."

Does it directly affect emotions?

Lin Ruofei was deeply moved. She loved music and always sought to convey emotions through her singing, but what Ye Heng said clearly went beyond the scope of ordinary artistic expression.

"Then how should I... use this ability?" she asked cautiously, both expectant and apprehensive.

Ye Heng looked at her and said, "The key is 'resonance.' When you sing, don't just think about technique and melody. Try to combine the true energy you sense with the emotions you want to express and the artistic conception of the song. Imagine that your voice is no longer just the vibration of air, but a medium that carries your thoughts and spirit."

"You can start with the simplest thing—focus. Choose a simple emotion, such as tranquility or joy. When singing, immerse yourself in that emotion, and at the same time use your mind to guide your breath to vibrate slightly, coordinating with the vibration of your vocal cords and your breathing rhythm. Don't force the effect, just feel that sense of unity between 'body, mind, voice, and breath'."

Lin Ruofei listened attentively, trying her best to digest these new concepts.

Body, mind, voice, and breath in perfect harmony... She had never thought about singing from this perspective before.

"Can I... try it now?" she asked.

"Okay. Choose a simple melody that you're familiar with," Ye Heng said.

Lin Ruofei thought for a moment and chose a widely circulated folk tune with a soothing and peaceful melody. She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm her mind, recalling the tranquil feeling of a rural twilight contained in the melody.

Then she began to sing softly.

At first, it seemed no different from usual. But as she sang, she tried to shift her attention from simple vocal techniques to the "tranquil" emotion itself, as Ye Heng had suggested, and subtly guided the cool inner energy within her body, letting it flow gently with the rise and fall of the song.

Gradually, she sensed some changes. Her voice seemed to become more mellow and gentle, and the ripples spreading through the air seemed to carry a subtle coolness. What surprised her even more was that, as she sang, her own mind became calmer and more focused, and external distractions quietly faded away.

When the song ended, she opened her eyes and looked at Ye Heng.

Ye Heng nodded: "You've made progress. You've begun to unconsciously infuse a trace of spiritual energy into your singing. Although it's extremely faint, it's heading in the right direction."

He paused, then added, "Remember this feeling. At a concert, if you are calm and can naturally express this spirit, your performance will be far more impactful than ever before. However, remember not to force it, especially when facing tens of thousands of audience members. Maintaining your true self and focus is more important. Overly pursuing the effect may backfire and even harm yourself."

Lin Ruofei nodded solemnly, taking his words to heart. This was not merely about improving acting skills, but also seemed to concern her with a certain balance and cultivation.

She felt the new life force within her body and savored the wonderful sense of "oneness" she had felt while singing. The gloom in her heart caused by the threat of the lunar eclipse seemed to have been somewhat diluted.

"Such a significant improvement from just a few words of guidance—is this what cultivation is all about?"

A longing that was hard to describe welled up in Lin Ruofei's heart.

In the past, she stood under the spotlight, adored by countless people, but today she realized how fragile those halos were in the face of truly powerful forces.

Qin Wu's fourth level of acquired strength was already considered a master in her eyes, but he was no match for Ye Heng. Even Shen Chongshan, the director of the Demon Sea Spirit Group, froze and lost his composure under Ye Heng's gaze.

Such power... If I could possess it, even just a little bit, would I no longer always need someone else's protection? She remembered her father's worried face, and the helplessness she felt as the safety of tens of thousands of spectators under the shadow of the Eclipse Moon weighed on her shoulders.

Last night, when Ye Heng guided her in her cultivation, the gentle yet vast power gave her a strange sense of peace amidst her unease. This peace was far more reassuring than any bodyguard or security team could provide.

With this in mind, Lin Ruofei made up her mind and walked up to Ye Heng: "Mr. Ye, I know this request may be presumptuous. But... I want to become your disciple. I want to truly learn cultivation, not just the basic methods. Please accept me."