Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 508 - 299: This Cultivation Technique Sounds Extremely Dominant

Chapter 508: Chapter 299: This Cultivation Technique Sounds Extremely Dominant

Fang Cheng’s tone was calm and gentle, but his eyes carried a hint of scrutiny.

"Just keep looking into my eyes."

In order to find Xu Hao, this little lab rat, for the experiment, Fang Cheng really went to great lengths.

Starting from ten o’clock at night, in this lounge, he tried various methods he could think of to trigger "emotional resonance" or "consciousness synchronization."

For instance, the two of them had heart-to-heart talks, letting Xu Hao share some emotional experiences from his innermost depths and digging for common ground between them.

In the end, Xu Hao just bragged about how invincible he was in the underworld, admired by everyone, or boasted about his prowess with women, like his glorious feat of bedding three women in one night.

The emotions were quite abundant, but unfortunately, they were completely out of touch with Fang Cheng’s pure and flawless thoughts.

Next, Fang Cheng also tried using simple hypnotic words to guide him, allowing Xu Hao to relax his mind and enter a semi-conscious state.

In the end, Xu Hao actually started snoring.

Fang Cheng even had the impulse to grab a whip and beat Xu Hao, forcing him to develop a strong sense of "awe" and "obedience" towards him.

After all, that could be considered an extreme form of emotional resonance.

Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind.

Fang Cheng recalled the scene in the Memory Palace before, projecting his consciousness into the Meditation Hall of the True Thought Society.

Weren’t those members of the True Thought Society establishing some kind of spiritual link by using an illusory "god" as the target of their meditation belief?

This gave him a new inspiration.

"Xu Hao, do you trust me?"

Fang Cheng suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

Xu Hao was taken aback by the sudden question.

Thinking Fang Cheng was testing his loyalty, he immediately nodded vigorously, his chest thumping loudly.

"Of course! Boss, you’re my guiding light, my reborn parent. I, Xu Hao, swear to heaven, I absolutely, one hundred percent trust you!"

"Good."

Fang Cheng nodded, deciding to change his approach.

Since the path of emotional resonance was temporarily unworkable, let’s try "faith" or "spiritual support" instead.

Thus, he began patiently guiding Xu Hao in basic meditation, teaching him how to adjust his breathing, focus his thoughts, eliminate distractions, and enter a state of mental and physical calm.

"... Yes, just like that, relax your body, carefully feel each of your breaths..."

"Now, slowly close your eyes, and slow down your breathing rhythm..."

Fang Cheng’s voice was low and magnetic, mimicking the tone of Instructor Chen, continuing to guide:

"While silently repeating my name in your mind, clearly remember my handsome face in your mind... Yes, just the way I look now."

"In the following time, only allow my image in your mind, constantly repeating, repeating, and repeating again, making sure to deepen the impression, until you completely remember..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Hao couldn’t help but shiver.

What does this mean? Making him keep thinking about Fang Cheng in his mind? And remember his appearance? NovelFire

How does that sound... like a hidden affection?

Xu Hao secretly opened one eye and glanced at Fang Cheng.

Seeing the other party’s serious expression, without a hint of pretense, he reluctantly followed Fang Cheng’s instructions and began meditating earnestly.

The lights in the room remained dim, and soft music flowed through the air.

Xu Hao clumsily adjusted his breathing, trying hard to focus his attention on Fang Cheng’s image.

At first, his mind was in chaos.

Sometimes images of those scantily clad girls in the bar appeared, sometimes he recalled the card games he lost earlier today.

But of course, more often, it was Fang Cheng’s cold face just within reach, and his gleaming bald head...

Gradually, under Fang Cheng’s continuous guidance and the influence of the surrounding quiet atmosphere, Xu Hao’s heart, which usually churned like a pot of boiling water, also slowly calmed down.

His breathing became long and steady, his heartbeat gradually slowing.

Though still miles away from true "meditation" or "trance," at least some form of meditation had begun to take shape.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, sensing that Xu Hao’s mental state was beginning to stabilize.

Then he too closed his eyes, entering the Meditation State, simultaneously immersing his consciousness into the Memory Palace.

This time, he was no longer passively waiting but actively sending out an intention of "invitation" and "guidance" to Xu Hao.

On Fang Cheng’s conscious level, it felt as if he transformed into a lighthouse emanating a soft glow, standing firm amidst the turbulent black sea.

While Xu Hao’s consciousness resembled a small boat lost in the storm, swaying aimlessly as it drifted.

Fang Cheng tried to project his "lighthouse light" towards that small boat, attempting to establish some form of contact.

At first, the small boat was unresponsive to the lighthouse’s light, continuing to struggle and float in the darkness.

Yet over time, perhaps because Xu Hao kept visualizing Fang Cheng’s image in reality.

The small boat seemed to vaguely perceive the lighthouse’s existence, instinctively beginning to slowly approach the source of the light.

Gradually, the light became clearer and warmer.

Like hands beckoning a lost traveler, guiding him to the correct path leading to a haven of peace and belonging.

And at the moment when Fang Cheng’s "Light Domain" made contact with Xu Hao’s "small boat"—

A new strand of light pattern suddenly lit up on the surface of the floating golden globe in the Memory Palace.