Thus, once he refined the Linghui Soul, he felt confident that securing the title of Martial Champion would not be an issue…

Even if he ultimately failed to win the Martial Champion title, he could use this opportunity to gauge the true extent of his own strength…

Finally, to demonstrate his dedication, Luo Ruofeng also had the two Xiantian Martial Masters, Lian Yi and Li Hang, along with three or four other Martial Masters, sign up for the Martial Selection Competition. As for the remaining two Xiantian Martial Masters, he kept them concealed; these were rare young talents he had painstakingly recruited, and their existence could not easily be revealed…

With matters settled, Ye Jingyu dedicated all his focus to cultivation in preparation for the Martial Selection Competition set for two months later. Even when Luo Ling’er secretly slipped away from the royal palace, he steeled his heart against the throbbing within him and persisted in his arduous training…

During this period, Luo Ruofeng procured numerous miraculous elixirs for Ye Jingyu. While they weren't the legendary immortal pills capable of immediate ascension, they significantly accelerated Ye Jingyu’s cultivation speed…

A month slipped by in a blink. It was now mid-August, and the high moon in the night sky signaled to everyone that this was a night for family reunion: the Mid-Autumn Festival…

The entirety of the Third Young Master’s manor was immersed in festive joy. Although Luo Ruofeng was absent, attending a grand banquet hosted by the Sovereign at the royal palace, the servants’ longing for home could not be entirely suppressed…

However, none of this concerned Ye Jingyu. He sat quietly in his separate courtyard, where Hu Yanmeng and Hu Yanqi stood guard at the entrance, preventing anyone from disturbing him. Xiao Linzi sat perched on a large stone, breathing heavily while watching Ye Jingyu sitting cross-legged, while Tao Tie was curled up nearby, snoring soundly…

The Baxian Jue circulated continuously within his body. Ye Jingyu felt the various energies of heaven and earth surging wildly toward the ring situated on his chest, then transforming into an incredibly pure energy that flooded into his meixin (the point between his brows)…

And his meixin felt a distinct swelling and soreness, as if something was about to emerge…

His brow furrowed tightly as he intensified the circulation of the Baxian Jue. He knew this was likely the sign that the Linghui Soul was on the verge of refinement…

Outside, there was a clamor, yet within the courtyard, profound silence reigned, broken only by the faint sound of Tao Tie’s snores. Silvery moonlight cascaded down, bathing Ye Jingyu, but a closer look would reveal that the white light was completely absorbed the moment it neared him; his body seemed like a black hole…

And faintly, a glimmer appeared at his meixin. Gradually, that light intensified, until it finally emitted a dazzling silver-white radiance…

“Hah!” Ye Jingyu suddenly uttered a sharp sound from his mouth, and his eyes snapped open. Even more astonishingly, the light in his meixin subtly coalesced into the shape of a crescent moon, as if he had grown a third eye (Read the full text novel at .1.(1.m. Wenxue Net)…

A beam of silver-white light shot out from this third eye, sweeping across everyone present, embodying the boundless pressure of a god or demon descended from the heavens…

Whether it was Hu Yanqi, Hu Yanmeng, or even Xiao Linzi, they felt as if their very souls had been seen through, standing utterly exposed before Ye Jingyu. Even the slumbering Tao Tie was startled awake by that gaze; it stared at Ye Jingyu with its pair of jade-green eyes for a moment, then its tiger-claw-like paw scratched the back of its head, seemingly contemplating something…

The Linghui Soul rests on the Meixin Wheel, which is also called the Moon Wheel. The Moon, by nature, is an open eye; the eye is also called mu. This meant that at this moment, Ye Jingyu had opened his Heavenly Eye…

This was an Eye capable of discerning Yin and Yang. From this day forward, Ye Jingyu would no longer need to sense the wandering soul spirits drifting between heaven and earth; he could simply see them…

This explained why Hu Yanqi and the others felt their souls scrutinized—Ye Jingyu had already pierced through their flesh to see the essence of their souls: a bundle of energy tightly bound within the physical form…

In addition to opening his Heavenly Eye, Ye Jingyu clearly sensed a massive transformation in his body. The qi that had perpetually resided within his cells began to slowly condense, transforming into a wondrous power that merged directly into the cells, fortifying his physical body even further. Not only was his inherent physical strength amplified, but he also seemed to possess a mysterious new energy that he couldn't quite grasp yet…

And the true qi in his meridians continued to flow, ceaselessly converging toward his Dantian, becoming thicker and more concentrated…

What was happening? Had the qi in his body always been different?

This question arose in Ye Jingyu’s mind. He projected an even vaster surge of Divine Sense—this was the first time he had used it to scan his own body—and was astonished to discover that the qi in his meridians was identical to the true qi of other Martial Masters. However, the energy residing in his cells was a turbid qi, or rather, an energy Ye Jingyu didn't recognize. Now, this energy had transformed into a strange force surging into his body…

Could it be that the true qi in the meridians was cultivated by the Jinglei Dao Jue, while the qi in his body was solely the work of the Baxian Jue?

Because after refining the Qipo, Ye Jingyu had immediately felt the presence of qi within him, so he had always attributed it to the Baxian Jue. Now, it seemed the reality was different…

It made sense. Since the Jinglei Dao Jue was an advanced blade technique, how could it lack a mental cultivation method? He surmised that this method must have already been integrated into the blade techniques themselves, meaning he had been cultivating the mental method concurrently while practicing the blade skills…

Understanding this, Ye Jingyu immediately stood up, snatched the broken blade beside him, and executed a set of Jinglei Dao Jue. Instantly, he felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth being drawn into his body, converted by the Dantian into pure true qi that flowed through his meridians before returning to the Dantian…

So that’s how it was, so that’s how it was…

In that instant, Ye Jingyu comprehended everything. The Baxian Jue cultivated the most potent physical body, strengthening every inch of his frame and every cell. In contrast, the Jinglei Dao Jue only strengthened a person's meridians. The superiority or inferiority was obvious…

However, Ye Jingyu would not abandon practicing the Jinglei Dao Jue. Before he could fully cultivate the ten levels of the Body Nurturing chapter of the Baxian Jue and grasp the content of the Combat Technique chapter, the Jinglei Dao Jue would likely remain his primary means of facing enemies…

Just as Ye Jingyu finished refining the Linghui Soul and his confidence soared, in Yunjing, within the residence of the Marquis of Baiyun, a middle-aged man clad in a white robe stood quietly in a pavilion in the rear garden, his placid gaze fixed upon the wilting lotus roots before him. Behind him stood a man and a woman; the man was handsome and dashing, while the woman was delicate and pretty, dressed in a cyan long skirt, a faint melancholy perpetually lingering on her pear-blossom face…

“Yun’er, he is indeed not dead. What you saw at Yunman Tower last time was truly him. He has now pledged allegiance to the Third Young Master, so moving against him directly is currently inadvisable. However, he will certainly participate in the Martial Selection Examination. You must kill him during the duels then…” The man’s faint voice suddenly broke the silence…

“Understood, Father…” the young man nodded respectfully, while the girl beside him trembled slightly upon hearing those words…