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Chapter 258: Ominous feeling

Chapter 258: Ominous feeling

"Just because I can, it’s still my freedom, isn’t it?" Leng Xuan said grumpily.

Pouting, Li Mengjie spoke in a dominating tone, "Do you even have the freedom to date? Don’t forget, you promised me you wouldn’t mess around with girls outside. What? Are you already breaking your promise in just a few days?" She blinked, looking quite serious about it.

Leng Xuan chuckled to himself, not expecting her to take it seriously, and stared into her eyes with a sober face, "Honestly, do you like me or something?"

"Do you think that’s possible?" Li Mengjie’s heart skipped a beat, but she managed to keep her composure very well, keeping a smile on her face.

Leng Xuan just laughed and said nothing more. Possible? Of course not.

Under Li Mengjie’s threats and domineering attitude, Leng Xuan begrudgingly watched TV with her until about 8:30 PM before he went to his room to take a shower. Then he sat on the bed, recited the Nameless Cultivation Technique he had memorized, and began to practice according to the techniques described.

Ever since he learned Defying Heaven Art, not only had Leng Xuan’s sensory perceptions become far superior to normal people, but his memory and learning capabilities had also become much faster than the average person’s, particularly in terms of practicing martial arts and spells. It was somewhat resembling the Jiuyang Divine Skill practiced by Zhang Wuji in the novel, where learning the Jiuyang Divine Skill meant mastering any other martial arts speedily.

In just one night, Leng Xuan had fully mastered the Cultivation Technique, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly flipped his right palm up and forced out a ball of Supreme Yang Qi, which slowly formed a fiery sphere the size of a dragon’s eye in his palm.

However, the energy in the fiery sphere was too weak. In less than half a minute, Leng Xuan’s Supreme Yang Qi was completely depleted. He chuckled wryly and muttered to himself, "It seems that night isn’t really the best time to practice such a Yang-centered spell." As he spoke, he glanced at the brightly lit outside, hesitated for a moment, then put on slippers and ran straight to the top floor of the villa.

The eastern sun was rising, bathing the land in a rosy hue.

After arriving at the open area on the villa’s rooftop, Leng Xuan didn’t mind the dust and sat cross-legged on the ground. He raised his hands to chest height, exhaling while slowly pressing them down towards his abdomen. Then, flipping his palms over while inhaling, he lifted them up again, repeating the process several times before finally resting his hands, palms up, on his knees, breathing in and out, his chest slightly heaving.

As the True Qi started circulating inside his body, the Vast Yang Energy from heaven and earth began to converge towards him, enveloping his being. Around his body, a transparent egg-shaped shield formed, making him look, from a distance, like a huge light bulb.

After about one and a half hours of cultivation, Leng Xuan was amazed to find that the effects of just an hour and a half of morning practice were several times stronger than what he had achieved overnight.

Now, he could clearly sense a strand of Supreme Yang Qi in his body. Overjoyed, he tried once more to produce a flame, which this time was about the size of an egg, several times larger than what he had managed in the morning.

Smiling, Leng Xuan was extremely satisfied with such a pace of cultivation. He went downstairs to cook breakfast for the two young ladies...

On the way to school, driving the car with the two young ladies seated in the back as usual, when they were about halfway to the school, Leng Xuan’s left middle finger suddenly felt painful. Subsequently, the pain shot up his arm to his heart, and an ominous premonition rose within him...