Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Ye Xuan descended the stairs at a leisurely pace and mounted his bicycle.

As he stepped out of the residential compound, a cool breeze brushed against his face, washing away his earlier fatigue.

Living in a third- or fourth-tier city in the south, Ye Xuan's daily activities are limited.

His home and martial arts school are very close to his former company, and several of his favorite restaurants are also nearby, making it very convenient to get around by bicycle.

Especially in the summer in the south, you have to wear a helmet when riding an electric scooter, as it is often unbearably hot and humid.

This period was Ye Xuan's first time being unemployed since graduating from university and starting work. He used to feel somewhat guilty about staying at home.

But then I thought about it again. I didn't ask my family for money to start a business, nor was I depressed all day. I just ate and drank for free every day. I shouldn't be considered a freeloader, right?

The emergence of his superpowers has given him something to do every day, and his life is actually quite good.

With his mind at a distance, Ye Xuan waited until the crowd around him gradually became lively. A hundred meters away, he saw a barbecue stall packed with customers.

A queue had already formed outside the shop, and as his gaze focused, the image of the charcoal stove on the street gradually magnified on his retina.

The charcoal, burning white, was smashed into small pieces and spread out on the grill, radiating distorted heat.

In front of the grill, the chef holds hundreds of iron skewers of meat in one hand, working with both hands and constantly flipping his wrists.

Just when the time is right, when both sides of the meat skewers are slightly charred, the chef frees one hand and picks up the seasoning powder from the side.

The seasoning powder container shakes rapidly in the air, and the crushed ingredients fall evenly onto the skewers. The meat, spices, and high temperature combine to instantly unleash the flavor.

"Mmm, it smells delicious."

This skewer was sprinkled with cumin and chili, and it was really spicy. Saliva was involuntarily secreted in Ye Xuan's mouth, and he began to pedal faster.

"Boss." He parked his bicycle in front of the stove and glanced inside at the packed restaurant.

"Master Ye, oh dear, I'm sorry, would you like to pack the brisket and chives again?"

Ye Xuan nodded. Lately, he often went out for barbecue after practicing his superpowers. He would make reservations; if there were seats available, he would eat at the restaurant, and if there weren't, he would take the food home.

Before leaving, Ye Xuan exchanged a few polite words about how booming the business was. He touched the meat skewers wrapped in tin foil, and his senses immediately transmitted the data to his brain.

The meat skewers arrived at a temperature of 73 degrees Celsius. They were kept warm by the foil and bag, and considering the journey home, they should be around 50 degrees Celsius by the time I got home.

Not only did his five senses change, but his brain also seemed to become much more efficient in areas such as calculation.

Ye Xuan had reason to speculate that his brief ability to foresee the future was actually the result of his five senses collecting all the information and then feeding it into his brain. Through this special ability, he could instantly calculate the possible outcome three seconds later...

Back home, Ye Xuan ate some barbecue skewers, becoming increasingly certain of his theory.

"So, if we calculate it that way, there should be two superpowers."

After swallowing the last leek and feeling full, Ye Xuan suddenly felt energetic.

She tiptoed back to her room and closed the door tightly.

His full-body perception, under his precise control, spread like a large net throughout the entire bedroom.

Everything in the room, down to the smallest detail like moonlight streaming through the window and illuminating barely perceptible dust particles, was within Ye Xuan's perception.

Standing calmly before the bed, he suddenly felt a sense of understanding of all things.

From the macroscopic, visible to the naked eye to the microscopic molecular level, Ye Xuan carefully sensed all the matter around him.

……

"What is this?"

A substance, distinct from air and resembling a misty gas, appeared within his perception range.

The more he tried to sense its existence, the more the mysterious gas would vanish without a trace.

Only when one's mind is as calm as still water will those colorless and odorless gaseous substances reappear.

They were all over Ye Xuan, or rather, these substances filled every corner and crevice of the world, omnipresent.

Ye Xuan shifted his gaze to the window and found an unobstructed gap that stretched outwards for five kilometers.

Throughout the process, he tried his best to remain calm, and the result was as he had guessed.

These substances are intertwined with the air and are everywhere.

Ye Xuan reached out and touched the air, sensing the various components within it:

Nitrogen, oxygen, argon, carbon dioxide, and so on, along with specific numerical values, are displayed on his retina.

However, the substance that he had just sensed did not appear.

He was still somewhat unwilling to give up, so he sat on the bed, crossed his legs, and meditated.

Ye Xuan comes from a family of martial artists, and the family has inherited a kind of internal martial arts, which also includes a system of meditation.

He stopped practicing martial arts after starting high school, but he still meditates regularly.

This thing isn't as miraculous as laymen make it out to be, but it does have the power to strengthen the mind.

"..."

This time he closed his eyes and no longer relied on his eyesight.

Even with his senses extending outwards, Ye Xuan could still perceive the presence of that special substance.

Moreover, deep within his consciousness, as his senses became more acute, a piece of information buried deep in his memory seemed to gradually surface—

Spiritual energy resides in the heart, coming and going in an instant; its subtlety is boundless, its vastness limitless.

Ye Xuan focused his mind and withdrew his outward-expanding senses.

"Spiritual energy!"

Does that mean I can cultivate immortality? I've succeeded!

As an ordinary person who had been exposed to traditional martial arts, he originally thought that internal strength was the limit of human beings' ability to develop their own power, and that spiritual energy cultivation should only exist in fiction.

I never imagined that spiritual energy really existed...

wrong.

Ye Xuan stopped his excitement. He realized that he didn't seem to be cultivating any techniques, and that he could only sense the presence of spiritual energy, nothing more.

Reality poured cold water on him; Ye Xuan noticed that it was already 2:30 a.m.

Before we knew it, time flew by.

Today is a weekday, but the martial arts gym isn't busy during the day, which doesn't discourage him.

Since spiritual energy exists in this world, there must be a way to cultivate it!

He lay down on the bed, lost in his own thoughts, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Ye Xuan did not feel physically or mentally exhausted despite the short sleep.

This was strange; Ye Xuan could only assume that he sensed spiritual energy, which had altered his body or superpowers.

Before his family woke up, Ye Xuan left a note on the table and took a bus alone to the outskirts of the city.

There is a mountain forest here that is neither too big nor too small, called Gaoquan Mountain.

Ye Xuan entered from the park at the foot of the mountain and climbed the mountain by following an inconspicuous path.

He had seen many claims that spiritual energy is more abundant in the wild and in nature than in the bustling city.

To confirm the existence of spiritual energy and to verify people's discussions about it, he climbed quickly and soon reached the summit.

Standing on the observation deck atop Takasen Hill, one enjoys a panoramic view overlooking much of the city.

It's six o'clock in the morning, and the sky is just getting light. Many elderly people who came to climb the mountain are still gathered in the park at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Xuan looked around, found a corner, and calmed down to spread his perception.

The spiritual energy hidden in the air could not be concealed by his keen perception.

"As expected." The spiritual energy here is much more abundant than what he felt in the room last night.

His senses began to spread outwards, and Ye Xuan truly felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, existing in every part of the world.

This is perhaps what it means to be "so small that nothing is inside, so large that nothing is outside."