Martial Universe: Starting with Lin Langtian, who crippled Lin Dong's father.

Chapter 11 The Mental Grinding Wheel

"What use are you?" Lin Langtian teased, looking at the panicked little sable.

"Master Mink...Master Mink can help you cultivate!" The little mink's dark eyes darted around twice before it replied.

"Oh, you, a big black rat?" Lin Langtian laughed.

"Grandpa is the Heavenly Demon Sable! You're the rat, your whole family..." the little sable cried out in alarm.

"Hmm?" Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of threat.

"Your whole family is healthy," Little Mink muttered softly, shrinking his head back.

"Heh, then I'll thank you." Lin Langtian smiled.

"So what exactly are you good for?" Lin Langtian emphasized, feigning impatience.

"Lord Mink can help you master this spiritual space and guide your cultivation. Looking at you, you have a lot of spiritual power, but you're like a brute, unable to unleash even a tenth of your strength." Little Mink curled his lips in disdain.

"So you can cultivate mental power?"

"Of course, back in the day, Lord Mink was a real genius... well, some things are better left unsaid." Halfway through his sentence, the originally proud little mink suddenly became dejected.

It seems that spending these years inside Zushi has worn away a lot of Xiao Diao's arrogance.

"But why are you in this space?" Lin Langtian asked knowingly.

"I am the owner of this stone... well, just one of its owners, but this stone has a very significant background, and its uses are naturally immense." Seeing Lin Langtian's distrustful expression, Xiao Diao had no choice but to change his tune.

"So what is its function?" Lin Langtian asked with a curious expression.

"Hey, if you can find some elixirs to help me restore my demon spirit, I'll..."

Before Xiao Diao could finish speaking, he saw Lin Langtian staring at him indifferently, raising his hand and transforming his spiritual energy into several blades, as if he would kill him if he said another word.

"No, no, let's talk this out, brother, you're my older brother!" Little Mink was anxious. Why did this person resort to violence so easily? He could change his attitude faster than flipping through a book.

"Speak," Lin Langtian said calmly. He couldn't spoil the little sable. If he wanted to become its older brother in the future, he had to subdue it first before he could gradually make his move.

"This stone talisman has many uses, some of which I haven't even figured out yet. But as far as I know, you can use it to train your mental strength, transform spiritual herbs into Yang Yuan Pills, and even expand your martial arts skills," Little Marten said listlessly, head drooping.

"Take me to a place to train my mental strength first. If it works well, then you can consider using the elixir to restore my demonic spirit..."

Give a big stick, then a sweet treat. If things go well with Little Mink later, they could become brothers. But for now, let's keep it under control and see how things go.

Sure enough, upon hearing that there was hope for her elixir, the little sable's dim eyes gradually regained their light.

"But let me make this clear beforehand: the pain involved in cultivating spiritual power there is not something an ordinary person can endure. If you can't accept it, you can't go back on your word about the spiritual medicine you mentioned before," Little Marten asked tentatively.

"Don't worry, I won't blame you. As long as it works, I'll keep my word."

"Alright, then come with me. Most of this space is sealed, with only a small portion open." Little Marten nodded and then darted into the depths of this space.

Lin Langtian followed the little sable through a winding space for a while, and then a light appeared before his eyes. Looking closely, he saw two huge crystal millstones slowly turning.

"Is this the place you mentioned where one can cultivate spiritual power?" Lin Langtian looked at the huge millstone in front of him, feigning a surprised expression.

Lin Dong's future achievements are inseparable from the opportunities he had in his early years, and this millstone also laid an extraordinary foundation for his powerful spiritual strength in the later period.

However, this thing is said to be extremely painful, and I don't know if I can bear it.

"This thing is called the Spirit Millstone. You can cultivate simply by getting close to it. See the ripples coming from between the two graphite stones? You can cultivate by sitting there. This millstone will crush your spiritual power and then restore it. As long as you can get through it, it will greatly help your spiritual power," Little Marten explained to Lin Langtian.

Gazing at the ripples emanating from the two enormous millstones, Lin Langtian gritted his teeth, flashed forward, and charged straight toward the millstones.

"Hiss, this kid's pretty brave, but I wonder how many times he can last." Little Mink grinned, sighing inwardly. After all, he'd experienced it himself, and knew what it was like...

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"Hiss, this... how come it's not quite the same as in the original story?" Lin Langtian looked at his body being crushed and reassembled again and again with a puzzled expression.

"Why don't I feel any pain at all? Could I have remembered wrong?"

But Lin Dong had clearly experienced inhuman pain here, and Xiao Diao had just said the same thing. Could it be that something changed because of his transmigration?

"Well, this is a good thing. If it were really that painful, I might not have been able to bear it."

As his spiritual energy gradually solidified, Lin Langtian felt the tangible benefits, a smile appearing on his lips as he immersed himself in it.

Taking off from Wuhu is a plot hole the author added for the protagonist. After all, that thing is really too painful, and the author definitely couldn't endure it. Forcing it wouldn't make the story relatable, so this is more reasonable.

Furthermore, the protagonist's strength is too low in the early stages, making it difficult to handle many things, so relying on mental power can help him get through the early stages.

(End of this chapter)