The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

Jiang Jing thought for a moment: "However, if we were to draw Dragon and Tiger at the same time, you would definitely be too busy to publish the color EVA, so let's postpone the publication for now."

"I can manage."

Shiina Mashiro tilted her head: "It can be serialized monthly. I asked Ayano, and if it's serialized monthly, you only need to submit five pages a month."

At this moment, Jiang Jing also remembered that Japanese comics are divided into two models: single-volume releases and weekly/monthly serializations.

Collectible volumes are easy to understand, but monthly magazines, which are usually thirty or forty pages long, typically serialize many comics at the same time, and then decide whether to continue serialization or discontinue it based on reader feedback.

Works that receive a strong response during serialization will be compiled into standalone volumes after a certain number have been accumulated, making them convenient for fans to collect.

Chapter 115 Launching an Attack on Jiang Jing (Third Update)

"This will be very tiring, are you sure?" Jiang Jing looked at Zhenbai.

"Hmph! Sorata looks down on people again. I'm very capable. If you didn't forbid it, I could draw more than a dozen original drafts a day," Shiina Mashiro said with a hint of pride.

However, she seemed to have forgotten that she was able to draw so quickly because there was an original story behind it.

Otherwise, a normal comic studio would be lucky to complete a few pages of original artwork per day, given the various plot developments and character designs involved in creating a single product.

"Then I'll leave the EVA publishing matter to you. Go and discuss it with Ayano." Jiang Jing irresponsibly handed the matter over to Shiina Mashiro.

He planned to only draw the black and white sketches, leaving the coloring and publishing to Shiina Mashiro and Ayano, believing that this would help Mashiro grow.

Of course, laziness is also one of the reasons.

“Okay, I’ll leave Sorata to you.” Shiina Mashiro nodded seriously, a hint of happiness flashing in her eyes.

It was past one o'clock at night. Shiina Mashiro, wearing only her underwear, was fast asleep in Jiang Jing's arms, her slightly parted red lips breathing out warm air.

Tonight, Jiang Jing did not enter a deep, thoughtless sleep as usual. Instead, his consciousness went to the depths of his soul, and his attention was focused on the wisps of transparent and pure mental energy surrounding his soul.

At this moment, wisps of pure spiritual energy appeared out of thin air around the soul, but even now, the total amount of spiritual energy is less than a hundred wisps, so the quantity is not large.

The quantity doesn't matter to Jiang Jing, because he's just preparing to conduct an experiment. If it's effective, he'll adjust his short-term goals; if it's ineffective, it doesn't matter.

He had to be careful when facing others. The pure spiritual power that Jiang Jing had refined by consuming a huge amount of energy surged out from the true spirit within the slowly rotating true spirit at the center of his soul, like a giant maw of an abyss swallowing all the spiritual power in one gulp.

"It's no use." Jiang Jing frowned inwardly.

Under Jiang Jing's gaze, a wisp of white power, refined from nearly a hundred strands of pure mental energy, naturally drifted out from the crack in his true spirit, having no effect whatsoever on the repair of his true spirit.

"As expected, the difference in power level is still too great." Jiang Jing, who had anticipated this, was not disappointed.

After all, it's only used to refine the power of the true name. It's normal that it has no effect on the repair of the true spirit, which is three levels higher than the true name. Jiang Jing would only be surprised if it had an effect.

"Huh." Just then, Jiang Jing suddenly noticed that the wisp of purified mental energy that the True Spirit had disregarded suddenly diminished after it flowed out of the True Spirit and appeared in the soul vortex.

At the same time, Jiang Jing keenly sensed a subtle, almost imperceptible change in his soul.

"This is."

thump!

Jiang Jing's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he had felt such a strong emotional fluctuation since waking up, and the reason was the slight change that occurred after his soul absorbed a trace of purified mental energy.

Originally, his true spirit was his true spirit, his soul was his soul, and his external spiritual power was his spiritual power. Although the position formed by the self-repair of his true spirit constantly enhanced the strength of his soul, they were clearly distinct in this respect.

However, just now, the wisp of purified spiritual power that his soul absorbed seemed to have a chemical reaction, causing his soul, under the shroud of the True Spirit's stance, to undergo a subtle change that brought it closer to the essence of True Spirit power.

Incorporating the true spiritual perspective.

The significance of this stirred even Jiang Jing's emotions.

He only accidentally condensed his true spirit back then, and the true body formed by the fusion of the seventeen primordial bloodline imprints was actually one level lower than a Heavenly Dao-level being who possessed a true spirit. Above the Heavenly Dao-level being, there were even more unfathomable realms.

At the end of that road lies the unity of the true spirit and soul, the true body, inseparable from each other, from which one steps out of the eternal river of destiny, transcending to the highest realm.

"Ha...how could that be?" Jiang Jing suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, because that was too far away for him.

His soul is now only showing this subtle, almost imperceptible change, and this change is so weak that it is undetectable unless he has perfect control over everything around him.

“However, this might be a viable path, and the reason for the change should be that my true spirit is incomplete.” Jiang Jing’s gaze fell on the crack in his true spirit, and then looked at the wisp of purified mental power that had been absorbed by his soul and was floating in his soul like a fish.

At this moment, his soul was no longer absorbing and purifying spiritual energy; it seemed to be saturated or still digesting it.

"Is there any time to process this? It seems I'll have to focus more on this aspect lately."

Monday morning.

Jiang Jing, who hadn't slept all night, woke Shiina Mashiro up early and told her to wash up on her own. Then, she took the neatly packed trash bag, put on shorts and a t-shirt, and went out to throw away the trash.

In Japan, people sort their garbage at home and then take it to designated recycling points, where staff collect it and transport it to a processing plant.

"Akame, you're training so early." As Jiang Jing passed by Sakura Apartment, he saw Akame holding Murasame's sword, slowly swinging it with her eyes closed, sensing the intent of the sword, through a 1.5-meter-high wall.

The black-haired girl slowly sheathed her sword, opened her eyes, looked at Jiang Jing, and calmly said, "Good morning, Kanda-kun."

Suddenly, Akame's hand trembled slightly at Murasame's touch. Then her gaze fell on the toy knife that Jiang Jing was playing with in his left hand, and she said with a serious expression, "Kanda-kun, you also use a knife?"

"A knife!" Jiang Jing looked down at Hong Lian. "I suppose so."

This knife was too cowardly. He was somewhat dissatisfied with its performance yesterday, so he planned to refine the innate restriction to the sixth level as soon as possible, and then devour the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlet artifact to advance.

As for the handling of the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets, his mental power has not yet broken through to the fifth level of materialization, so he is somewhat lacking in extracting the origin of the Dragon Soul Rules and integrating them into the control of True White's body. Therefore, he still needs to wait.

As for using the power of true spirit, Mashiro, being just an ordinary person, could not withstand it.

"It seems Kanda-kun is also a master of swordsmanship. I wonder when we can spar?" Akame's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit.

She has now reached a bottleneck in comprehending the ultimate sword intent and desperately needs to find a powerful person who also cultivates the sword path to verify her understanding.

Akame had a premonition that the day her sword intent would be refined and condensed into sword essence would be the day she would break through and step into the Silver Moon Rank.

"Uh... never mind, I'm too busy every day, I don't have time." Jiang Jing shook his head, then picked up the large trash bag in his right hand: "Look, for example, I'm going to throw away the trash right now."

"Then Akame, you can continue. I'm going to throw out the trash first. I still need to go back and make bento boxes later." After saying that, Jiang Jing waved to Akame and walked away lazily in his slippers.

"Throwing out the trash, making bento boxes..." Akame looked at Jiang Jing's back, dressed in a t-shirt, shorts, and slippers, with a blank expression in her eyes.

This is the extremely dangerous aura that Murasame passed on to her. He must be a hidden master with unparalleled skill in the art of the sword.

At the garbage dump a little over a hundred meters away, Jiang Jing tossed his trash bag aside and turned around to see Rias, dressed in a gorgeous red and white dress with her red hair flowing down her shoulders. Her beautiful face was adorned with a smile as she quietly watched him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Jing asked curiously, having sensed her presence earlier.

"Because of what happened yesterday, I need to go back to the Underworld to settle some things," Rias said softly.

"Oh."

Jiang Jing said "Oh" and nodded to indicate that he understood.

The Phoenix family's conflicts have now focused on the traitor, and no one cares about Rias and Riesel's engagement anymore.

However, since the little girl said she would handle the follow-up, Jiang Jing stopped paying attention to the underworld.

Of course, if the Phoenix family dares to cause him trouble later, not only will the white-haired girl who was slapped in the face take action, but Jiang Jing will no longer just issue a warning with a punch.

However, Jiang Jing wondered if the Phoenix family still had a chance after yesterday. With the label of a traitor, they would be lucky if they weren't dismembered by those who were after them.

"Is there anything else? Do you need me to ask for leave for you?" Jiang Jing asked curiously, looking at the red-haired girl who was standing there and had no intention of leaving.

Seeing Jiang Jing dressed in a t-shirt, shorts, and slippers, looking like an ordinary teenager, Rias took a few steps forward, stood in front of Jiang Jing, and looked up at him slightly.

"Hello, Kanda Sorata, let's get to know each other again. My name is Rias Gremory." Rias bowed slightly and smiled as she performed a very ancient greeting for Jiang Jing.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Jing blinked, somewhat confused about what she was doing.

Indeed, women are strange creatures, whether it's Misaki, Mashiro, or Rias who's acting a bit strange today.

Rias then stood up straight again, her emerald green eyes looking quietly at Jiang Jing: "May I hug you, Sorata?"

Jiang Jing, who couldn't figure out what she was thinking today, shrugged and said indifferently, "A beautiful woman, especially a hot one, makes such a request, so of course I have no objection."

Rias's eyes shimmered with emotion. She took a step forward nervously, slowly wrapped her arms around Jiang Jing's neck, and, slightly on tiptoe, hugged him.

A pair of bright red hairs obscured the view of the river scene, and a pleasant fragrance enveloped it, followed by a soft and warm touch.

Jiang Jing instinctively placed his hands on Rias's slender waist, then pressed her tightly against him, asking curiously, "What's wrong with you today? Is it your period? Speaking of which, you demons have that too..."

The ambiguous atmosphere was immediately broken.

"Pfft..."

Rias, who was initially a little nervous, burst out laughing. She turned her head slightly to examine the face so close to hers. Her lazy gaze concealed a sharp edge, and her eyes held a majesty that only she had ever seen before.

"Sorata, if you were really just an ordinary human boy, talking like that might make you single forever. Unless you meet a really silly woman who only likes you."

Jiang Jing shrugged: "Unfortunately, I'm not an ordinary person, and whether or not a woman likes me is irrelevant to me." With that, Jiang Jing released Rias.

At the same time, Rias released her arm, took a small step back, and looked intently at Jiang Jing.

"Sorata, didn't you say I was your possession?"

"Ah."

“But I don’t want to be your possession anymore.” Rias took a deep breath and said very seriously, “I want to be your woman, and I will make you fall in love with me.”

"Uh...you're so confident." Jiang Jing looked at her with amusement and reminded her.

"Many women have said similar things to me, but they all failed in the end. In the end, I am still me, alone."

Jiang Jing shrugged: "You... you think you can do it?"

"I will try my best, I have confidence in that," Rias said with a firm gaze.

As for the women Jiang Jing mentioned in the past, Rias, who had read Jiang Jing's previous records, mistakenly believed that they were girls who had pursued Jiang Jing during his middle school years.

"Okay, good luck then," Jiang Jing said nonchalantly.

"By the way, aren't you going back to the underworld? Aren't you leaving?"

Rias nodded slightly: "It's time to go. The space shuttle is about to depart today."

"But before that, there is one more thing."

"what's up?"

"I am now Sorata's property."

"Isn't this question unnecessary to ask again?"

"Since I belong to Kongtai, it means Kongtai is mine."

"Uh... there's something wrong with your logic. It should be that what's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine."

"They're all the same."