Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

Master Xiu Nuo watched Song Jinniang's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, then turned back and nodded to Su Yuntao:

"This Manager Song has been operating in Notting City for many years and has a good reputation. She is a reliable person. Her brother-in-law, Viscount Zhao Lei, is also known for his integrity. There shouldn't be any major problems with the cooperation."

Su Yuntao nodded: "Okay, I've got it. I've already spoken to her and arranged for my mother to handle things with her. I won't be involved."

In the days that followed, there were similar visits almost every day.

Merchants and nobles of all sizes in Nottingham took turns visiting the newly appointed branch temple master, as if by prior arrangement.

As Su Yuntao dealt with these situations more often, he gradually developed a set of fixed phrases: warmly receiving guests, politely thanking them, and leaving all business matters to his mother to handle.

He focused solely on cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill and occasionally handled the affairs of the branch hall, leading a simple yet fulfilling life.

More than twenty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

These days, the hottest topic in Notting City and even the surrounding areas is the wanted notice issued by the Spirit Hall.

Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, and his son Tang San.

The description on the wanted poster, "Twin Martial Souls, innate full Soul Power, and aptitude comparable to the Pope," was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

In teahouses and taverns, on the streets and in alleys, and at gatherings of Soul Masters, everyone was talking about that boy named Tang San.

Su Yuntao sat in the study of the branch hall, listening to the sound of the wind outside, leaning back in his chair and squinting his eyes slightly.

The effect was even better than he had expected, and Tang San truly became famous.

But the storms outside did not affect Su Yuntao.

In the private office of the Notting branch hall master, Su Yuntao sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed and his breathing long and even. These days, apart from occasionally handling branch hall affairs and entertaining necessary visitors, he spent most of his time here.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a breath that was much longer than usual, as if he were expelling all the stagnation that had accumulated over a long period of time.

For a full thirty days, from the time he obtained the Mysterious Heaven Skill until now, he has been practicing arduously without interruption for thirty days. Compared to when he first transmigrated, his physical condition has become much stronger.

The body that had been weakened by the two inferior soul rings was now being gradually and solidified by an unseen hand.

Today, he finally opened up all the acupoints of the first level of the Xuan Tian Gong, and completed a full cycle of true qi, truly stepping into the threshold of cultivating the Xuan Tian Gong.

The true qi originates from the dantian, ascends along the spine, passes through the mingmen, jiaji, dazhui, fengfu, and baihui, then along the forehead through the brow, bridge of the nose, and tanzhong, finally slowly returning to the dantian. The entire cycle is completed without any dissipation or pause.

Su Yuntao opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

His palms were a little warmer than usual, his fingertips had a healthy rosy glow, and even his nails had a faint oily sheen. He clenched his fist, feeling the deep, resilient strength surging from the depths of his body.

In recent days, he has been visited by a constant stream of people, some wanting to build relationships, some wanting to cooperate, and some wanting to take advantage of his influence, but Su Yuntao remains unmoved by any of them.

He did not succumb to the empty title of branch hall master. He knew better than anyone that in this world where strength is paramount, status and position are merely icing on the cake, and the true foundation of one's existence lies in one's own strength.

Su Yuntao slowly closed his eyes, his mind stirring slightly.

A pale golden light appeared before his eyes, clear and bright.

[The Mysterious Heaven Technique, a potentially deducible cultivation method, has been detected. Produce it now?]

Su Yuntao took a deep breath and, without hesitation, used his mind to press the button:

"Yes."

The next moment, a soft golden light suddenly appeared before his eyes, and the light quickly condensed into a figure with a pale golden body. The face was blurry, but the body outline was clear. The figure was about the same height and build as him, and his features could be vaguely seen to resemble his own.

The golden figure sat cross-legged, his hands naturally forming a mudra, his eyes slightly closed.

Immediately afterwards, golden lines lit up from the figure's dantian and slowly extended upwards along the meridians.

Then the speed suddenly increased.

Su Yuntao's pupils suddenly contracted.

The golden figure's energy flowed so fast it was dazzling. In almost an instant, true energy started from the dantian, went up the spine, passed through the mingmen, jiaji, dazhui, fengfu, and baihui, and then sank down to the dantian.

This speed was more than a hundred times faster than his. It took him several days to barely make it through the first path, but it only took him the blink of an eye to walk around the golden figure.

Immediately afterwards, the golden figure stopped, as if it had completed its first attempt.

Then it started again, from the same starting point, along the same path, but this time the path took a slight change.

When the true qi passed through the Mingmen point, it swirled in a half-circle direction. When it passed through the Jiaji point, the pause time was shortened slightly. When it passed through the Baihui point, the path veered slightly to the right.

After completing one lap, the golden figure paused, then started again. A second time, a third time, a fourth time…

Su Yuntao gradually understood that the golden figure was repeatedly disassembling the Xuan Tian Gong's operating route, trying a new combination, fine-tuning a detail, and rearranging the order of the energy pathways each time.

Some attempts break apart halfway through, so they stop, regroup, and try a different approach.

Some attempts seem to work, but there is a noticeable lag in the second half, and it is not satisfied, so it immediately goes back to the starting point and starts over.

This involves finding the most suitable path for oneself based on the existing Xuan Tian Gong.

Su Yuntao had lost count of how many times the golden figure had tried.

In his mind, time seemed to stretch out both incredibly long and incredibly short, like an endless cultivation journey rushing past before his eyes. His consciousness seemed to follow that figure, walking again and again along that incredibly complex path of qi.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden figure finally stopped.

A message then appeared:

[You studied diligently day and night, practicing the Mysterious Heaven Skill without ever slacking off, regardless of the weather. Daily practice of circulating Qi and nightly breathing exercises gradually opened up your main meridian, allowing true Qi to flow freely within it like a confluence of streams. In your fourth year, you broke through the first bottleneck of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, thus opening your main meridian and gaining complete control over your Qi.]

The golden text continued to appear without pause.

However, you soon discover that the true qi of the Xuan Tian Gong and the soul power cultivated by a soul master are like water and oil—seemingly coexisting, yet clearly distinct. True qi is internally generated, forming the foundation of the body; soul power is externally applied, an extension of the martial soul. They follow their own paths, difficult to integrate, and often interfere with each other during cultivation. You begin to ponder day and night, trying to find common ground between true qi and soul power. You adjust the qi circulation path repeatedly, attempting time and again to guide soul power into the meridians to circulate in parallel with true qi, failing countless times. After seventeen years, in the twenty-first year, you finally find the balance point between true qi and soul power, allowing them to merge and flow within your meridians. From then on, soul power generates true qi, and true qi nourishes soul power, becoming inseparable.