Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Let it decide when to die.

Lin Mu thought for a moment, then pulled the branch back, his gaze lingering on the leaves for a moment: "Then I'll come again tomorrow morning."

Ling Feng said, "Okay."

In the afternoon, Jin Chen returned from practicing martial arts at the training ground.

He sat down at the stone table, leaned the trident of Poseidon against the edge of the table, took a few sips of tea, and then said, "I just passed by the city gate and saw someone selling freshly caught fish, so I bought one."

Have the kitchen make fish soup tonight.

Qian Renxue came out of the house: "I've already had the kitchen prepare the fish."

Jin Chen said, "Then let's have fish soup tonight."

Ling Feng sat down at the other end of the stone table, as if remembering something: "Is Tang San's blacksmith shop open today?"

Jin Chen said, "Keep it on."

In the morning I saw that his stove fire was already lit, and several newly made farm tools were placed by the door.

Ling Feng said, "Things have been very stable on his end."

Jin Chen nodded: "Yes, things have been very stable on his end."

It was already evening when Tang San arrived.

He didn't bring any ironware with him, only a few samples of newly purchased iron, which he placed on the stone table: "Today I saw a batch of newly arrived iron in town. The quality is good, and it's denser than the batch we used before."

I brought back a few samples, take a look.

Ling Feng picked up one of the iron pieces and felt its weight: "It is indeed denser than the previous one, and the surface is more uniform."

Tang San said, "This batch of iron can be used to make some more delicate objects, such as the back of a short sword, or some small parts that require fine polishing."

Using this for ordinary farm tools would be a waste.

Ling Feng asked, "So, what do you plan to do with this batch of iron?"

Tang San said, "Let's keep it for now and talk about it when a suitable order comes in."

There's no rush.

Qian Renxue picked up another piece of iron and examined it: "The quality of this batch of materials is indeed better than the previous ones."

If used to forge a short sword, it will retain its edge better than ordinary iron.

Tang San said, "Yes."

If Teacher Liu's son's dagger were made with this kind of material, it would last much longer.

Jin Chen listened at the stone table for a while: "So when do you plan to start fighting?"

Tang San said, "Tomorrow morning."

He sat for a while longer, then collected the remaining iron. "It's getting dark, I should head back now."

That night, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue sat under the eaves for a while.

As the wind swept through the courtyard, Qian Renxue asked, "Today Chen Yuan said he felt the wind's effect on the fog while practicing by the river, so he'll probably practice by the river more often in the future."

Ling Feng nodded: "Yes."

He has found a cultivation method that is closer to the characteristics of his martial soul, and he will likely continue to explore in that direction.

Qian Renxue did not ask any further questions.

Footsteps echoed from the distant city wall as the changing of the guard took place, as if they were confirming the end of the day in their own way, or as if they were giving enough time for things to grow.

Ling Feng remained seated on the veranda, the night wind passing by him. He could sense that the things that were still unfolding in the distance were continuing to operate in their own ways.

Tang San's furnace fire had gone out, Chen Yuan's mist had dissipated, and the leaves of the trees had darkened.

Those things that are growing will continue to grow, and when tomorrow dawns, they will reappear where they belong.

The night breeze swept through the courtyard without lingering, as if confirming in its own way that the things that were growing were indeed still there.

Those things that are growing will continue to shine, continue to take shape, and continue to extend tomorrow.

Chapter 366 Continues the Deduction

The footsteps on the city wall gradually faded away, as if confirming in their own way that the things that were growing were slowly gliding along their respective tracks.

Ling Feng stood up and walked towards the direction where the lights were on.

Qian Renxue had already entered the house. Light shone through the crack in the door, casting a thin, warm yellow strip on the bluestone slab, like a carefully paved road waiting for a pair of feet to take the last few steps.

Ling Feng paused at the doorway, then closed it with a very soft sound, like a sentence that had already been written and was waiting for the next paragraph to follow.

The night breeze swept through the courtyard, carrying the scent of earth and the lights of the distant village, circling the corner of the wall before dissipating.

Those things that are growing have already put away their light and are waiting for the next morning to come so that they can continue to grow, continue to take shape, and continue to move in their own direction.

The next morning, before it was fully light, Chen Yuan arrived.

When he pushed open the courtyard gate, mist was still clinging to the treetops, and a thin layer of dew had formed on the stone table in the courtyard.

He didn't wait for Ling Feng to come out. He walked directly to the center of the courtyard, stood still, and raised his right hand. The mist rose from his palm, thicker than yesterday, with clearer edges.

It rotated slowly in the morning light, with a rhythmic breathing motion.

Ling Feng pushed open the door and came out. He saw that Chen Yuan was already standing in the courtyard. He didn't interrupt him, but walked to the porch and leaned against the pillar to watch him practice.

Chen Yuan maintained the mist for a while before slowly closing his palm, letting the mist gradually shrink back into his hand.

After clearing the fog, he turned around and saw Ling Feng, nodding to him: "I tried it this morning and let it spin on its own. It spun more steadily than I expected."

Ling Feng said, "Then you can try to make it spin longer today. You don't need to speed it up. Just keep the current pace and extend the duration."

Chen Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll practice a few more times during the day today."

Qian Renxue came out of the house, carrying a pot of freshly brewed tea.

She placed the teapot on the stone table and sat down on the stone bench herself: "Was there any news from Haifeng City last night?"

She was asking Jin Chen, who had just entered the courtyard.

Jin Chen shook his head: "No."

No word came from over there last night.

Ling Feng said, "No news is good news."

Qian Renxue nodded.

The trees arrived after the sun had risen higher in the sky.

When he entered the courtyard, he saw Chen Yuan maintaining a cloud of mist in the corner. After watching for a moment, he didn't make a sound to disturb him. He stood under the eaves and reached out with his hand to stick out the branch.

The bluish-gray leaf lit up faster and with more consistent brightness than yesterday.

He kept it lit for a while before letting it slowly dim.

Ling Feng said, "You lit up much faster today than yesterday."

Lin Mu looked down at his leaves: "I tried it a few times last night and found a trick."

Ling Feng asked, "What's the trick?"

Lin Mu said, "Let it light up on its own."

I used to apply force before it lit up, and the more force I applied, the less stable it became.

Last night I tried a few times, trying to relax, and it lit up by itself.

Ling Feng nodded: "Then this trick is correct."

Some martial spirits require effort to activate, while others require relaxation to respond.

Ning Rongrong walked out of the offering hall, holding a record book in her hand, and sat down at the stone table: "Then today's record can supplement the awakening method of the forest tree, the relaxation activation type."

She scribbled a few lines in her notebook, "Was Chen Yuan's fog also a relaxed start type?"

Chen Yuan thought for a moment: "I think it's the relaxing type."

It will disperse even faster when you apply force.

Ning Rongrong wrote a few more strokes in the notebook: "Then let's put them in the same category for now."

Tang San arrived in the morning, carrying two newly forged kitchen knives, which he placed on the stone table: "These are for the old man next door. They were just made this morning. I'll bring them to him later."

Jin Chen picked up one of the kitchen knives, examined it, and tested the blade with his fingertip: "It's very smooth."

Tang San said, "The old man said he wanted it to be sharper, so he sharpened it an extra time."

Ling Feng said, "When you deliver it there, also check if he needs any other help."

Tang San put away the kitchen knife and sat down at the stone table. Ah Yin appeared at the courtyard gate, carrying a small cloth bag with a few scallion leaves peeking out. She glanced in this direction but didn't come in. She just stood at the gate for a moment, as if to confirm whether Tang San was still there.

Tang San turned around and looked at the crowd, following their gazes: "My mother is here."

He stood up. "I'm going back now."

Ning Rongrong looked up at him and asked, "Are you coming again this afternoon?"

Tang San said, "I probably won't be coming this afternoon."

I'll come over for a visit if I have time in the evening.

The news from Haifeng City arrived after noon.

Jin Chen took the letter into the courtyard. He didn't open it right away. He put the letter on the stone table, then went to the kitchen to get a bowl of rice. He carried the bowl back, sat down, and then began to open the letter.

He ate as he read, and after finishing, he put down the letter: "The boy said that after he got into the zone last night, the outline of the silver passage became clearer than before."

He said the edges of the passageway looked like they had been repaved, and were much neater than before.

Ling Feng asked, "Did he say where the passage extends to?"

Jin Chen looked down at the letter again: "He said the passage extended into a place where the fog couldn't penetrate, and he couldn't see what was at the other end."

Ling Feng thought for a moment and said, "Then let him continue to record it, and report it immediately if there are any new changes next time."

The clearer the passage he saw, the more stable the path of divine energy penetration.

Qian Renxue asked, "Is there any new information from the contact point?"