On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Fan temporarily stopped practicing his magic.

Sitting cross-legged, Zhao Fan did not immediately begin cultivating. Instead, he kept reviewing every detail of when he used the Golden Spirit Shield and the Flame Burst Technique.

The key to the Golden Spirit Shield lies in its stability and uniformity. Although he was able to condense it quickly, the light shield was uneven in brightness. The reason for this was that there were slight differences in the speed of the spell, which caused the overall distribution of spiritual power to be different.

Zhao Fan used his divine sense to introspect, recalling the subtle sensations of spiritual energy flowing through those complex meridian nodes.

Furthermore, after the shield is formed, the subsequent supply of spiritual energy seems to be somewhat delayed, resulting in insufficient resilience of the light shield, making it easy to be broken by sustained force.

Therefore, not only should the formation be quick, but the spiritual energy circulation after formation should also be smoother, ideally forming a small self-circulation to reduce continuous consumption and the pull on the caster's mind.

He silently deduced, his fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on his knees, simulating possible optimal paths for spiritual energy.

As for the Fireball spell, the problem is even more obvious.

The fire elemental power is too violent, and relying solely on divine sense to suppress it is inefficient.

The book mentions using divine power to control fire, combining strength and gentleness; perhaps the key to the Fireball Technique lies in the word "gentleness."

Zhao Fan had only thought about binding and shaping, but forgot to guide it. He recalled that when he controlled that wisp of fire spirit power, he always felt like he was going against the grain, which was awkward and mentally exhausting.

As his thoughts gradually cleared, Zhao Fan opened his eyes, a flash of understanding crossing his gaze.

He decided that tomorrow's practice would no longer blindly pursue the number of times or the power of the attacks, but would instead address these problems in a targeted manner.

With that thought in mind, Zhao Fan closed his eyes again and began meditating.

The next day, the three of them brought the spirit rice porridge as usual.

As before, Zhao Fan had the three of them learn about spiritual herbs.

He himself continued to practice these two techniques.

He abandoned his previous habit of pursuing rapid formation and deliberately slowed down the speed of mobilizing spiritual energy.

Then he focused his mind on his meridians, guiding the metal elemental energy carefully and steadily through them.

This time, he no longer pursued synchronization, but carefully felt the different flow rates of spiritual energy in various places, and tried to make fine adjustments with his divine sense at key points to regulate the flow so that it would reach balance when it finally flowed into the main vein.

"Freeze!"

With a low shout, the pale golden light shield reappeared.

This time, the speed was slightly slower than before, but the light from the light shield was much more even, and the obvious patches of light and dark disappeared, presenting an overall texture that was warm and smooth like jade, solid and heavy.

Zhao Fan gently flicked his finger, striking the light barrier with the force equivalent to a typical strike from a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator.

"Thump!"

With a dull yet solid soft sound, the light shield trembled slightly, and ripples spread out, but the force was dissolved into nothingness in the flow of light, without any sign of breaking.

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up, and he increased his strength until he used a full-force attack that was almost equivalent to that of a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator. However, the light shield only trembled slightly, and all his strength disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea, turning into a ripple of spiritual energy and vanishing without a trace.

"It's done!"

Zhao Fan was overjoyed. Although it was far from being able to withstand the piercing of a sharp magic weapon like the Golden Marrow Thorn, it was still usable for defending against ordinary spell attacks from cultivators of the same level.

More importantly, he found the direction to optimize the flow of spiritual energy, and from then on, he could be considered to have entered the field.

With continued practice, this fine-tuning can become an instinct, and the defensive capabilities of the Golden Spirit Shield can be greatly improved.

Subsequently, Zhao Fan cast the optimized Golden Spirit Shield seven or eight times in succession, until he felt his divine sense starting to tire of that precise control, and then he stopped.

With his spiritual energy nearly depleted, Zhao Fan immediately sat cross-legged to meditate and replenish it.

About three hours later, Zhao Fan felt his spiritual energy returning to him and turned his attention back to the Fireball Technique.

This time, he changed his strategy. Instead of trying to tame the fire elemental power with his divine sense from the beginning, he carefully sensed the fire elemental power.

He drew a wisp of fire elemental power to his fingertip, no longer forcibly shaping it, but simply letting it leap and sway like a candle flame.

The divine sense gently enveloped it, no longer a constraint, but like a breeze brushing against a flame, allowing one to feel it and experience its energy bursting forth.

Gradually, the wisp of flame at my fingertips seemed to become more obedient.

With a slight thought, Zhao Fan traced a simple arc with his divine sense. The flames meandered along that arc, still somewhat unstable and slow, but no longer exploding or extinguishing as easily as before.

He carefully maintained this guidance, slowly increasing the output of spiritual energy while adjusting the shape with his divine sense.

The flame began to lengthen, its head slightly raised, its tail swaying. Then, a small, crimson fire snake, clearer and more agile than yesterday, trembled and appeared on his fingertip.

Although it was only as thick as a chopstick and less than half a foot long, it actually maintained its shape and even made a slow twisting motion in response to the subtle changes in Zhao Fan's divine sense.

"go!"

With a thought, Zhao Fan guided the little fire snake forward with his divine sense.

The little fire snake flew more than ten feet away, wobbling, before crashing into the specially reinforced wall of the training room.

puff!

With a soft thud, the small fire snake exploded, transforming into a fist-sized, rather bright ball of fire that blackened a small patch of the wall. Its power was far less astonishing than described, even less than a basic fireball spell.

"It didn't disintegrate beforehand! It only exploded the instant it hit the target!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Fan's eyes. Although the power this time was pitifully small, it meant that he had initially grasped the key information and should guide it rather than forcibly suppress it.

Once you've found the right method, all that's left is countless hours of practice and fine-tuning.

Zhao Fan's spirits lifted, and disregarding the depletion of his divine sense and spiritual power, he repeatedly condensed, guided, and released the fragile fire serpent.

With each attempt, he became more familiar with the characteristics of fire elemental power, and his control over his divine sense became increasingly precise.

The distance the little fire snake flew gradually increased from one zhang to one and a half zhang and then two zhang, and the power of the explosion also steadily increased.

Before we knew it, the meditation room was once again bathed in the red glow of the setting sun.

Zhao Fan's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, a sign of excessive mental exhaustion.

His spiritual energy was completely depleted once again, but he had a satisfied smile on his lips.

Today's harvest is far greater than yesterday's.

The Golden Spirit Shield has found a direction for optimization, its defensive power has been significantly improved, and the Flame Burst Technique has even reached the threshold, clarifying the cultivation path.

He sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing and then walked out of the meditation room.

It was already evening, and Su Zichen and Su Ziheng were still carefully memorizing the contents of the book.

Su Ziyun, however, was rather bored and teased the waiter.

After calming down a bit, I continued my evening meditation.