Douluo Continent: I possess astonishing wisdom as I control energy!

"If we precisely stimulate those acupoints that can maximize potential and strengthen muscles, bones, and flesh?"

"If we use mental power to guide the process, we can more efficiently absorb and refine the primordial energy of heaven and earth during body tempering, thus accelerating our cultivation speed."

"What if, by combining one's own powerful control over internal energy, a method could be created that doesn't rely on high-level soul power, but focuses on tapping into the body's own treasures to systematically and efficiently strengthen the physique?"

An unprecedented idea gradually took shape in his mind.

He sat there quietly, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The energy vision continuously scanned the flow of soul power with each exertion of the soldiers, and the stimulation of acupoints with soul power with each breath.

Unconsciously, his fingers moved lightly across his knees, as if sketching more efficient and ingenious routes in the void, marking each key energy node.

Time passed by, and soon several hours had gone by.

Even with each of them taking turns possessing a martial spirit and using soul skills, the dozen or so soldiers in front of them had already exhausted their soul power and were lying on the ground one by one.

Kong Ming'an's fingers suddenly paused, and he unconsciously frowned.

"The sample size is insufficient, there are too many duplicates, and it's too homogeneous; we need more."

He murmured softly, then casually pulled out more than ten cards from his storage soul guide bracelet and tossed them into the hand of the officer Wang Meng beside him.

"One thousand each, the rest is yours, we'll switch people tomorrow."

Officer Wang Meng instinctively caught it, only to find more than ten gold cards worth 1000 gold soul coins and one purple card worth 10000 gold soul coins in his hand.

Suddenly, his expression turned fanatical.

"Yes, sir!"

This is yet another standard military salute from the Sun and Moon Empire, a nation eager for progress.

Kongming ignored it completely, and while pondering, he slowly walked out under the protection of the titled Douluo beside him.

The basic framework of his conceived "body-strengthening method" has been established. What's needed now is a massive amount of real-world samples to fill in the gaps, followed by actual practice to verify the results, and finally, to obtain the desired outcome.

but

"Now that the foundational framework has been established, this new system also needs a name."

He murmured softly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, then his eyes lit up slightly.

"Let's call it 'Body Cultivation'."

Regarding "body cultivation," those who have read my novel "Huo Yuhao" will know a little about it. The protagonist of that novel, Yuhao, had such a high starting point that the originally constructed "Qi and Blood Body Cultivation," "Energy Storage Ring Magic Cultivation," and "Soul Guidance Weapon Cultivation" were too insignificant.

Furthermore, due to the "Soul Ring Carrying Soul Core Method," these three systems are somewhat separated and lack connection. This issue will be addressed in this book.

For example, techniques like "Soul Guiding and Fusion Techniques," "Soul Ring Shaping Techniques," and "Soul Ring Tempering Techniques," which were only briefly mentioned in the previous book, will all be revised, redesigned, and reused.

"Body cultivation" is just the beginning. The subsequent combination of the three systems, soul guidance ascension, and "mechs" will also be available.

The protagonist will be the creator of the system, using a scientific perspective to reform the traditional Soul Master system, and adding some fancy tricks.

Chapter 3 The Master of the Experiment

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year had gone by.

Over the past six months, a topic of moderate importance has emerged in the upper echelons of Mingdu, and at the center of this topic is His Majesty Kong Deming's only grandson, Kong Ming'an, who is only six and a half years old.

The reason is simple: every morning, this young master is personally escorted by a titled Douluo to the military camp outside the city, rain or shine, from the day he awakened his martial soul until now.

This action, coming from a six-year-old child, is particularly jarring.

Why did he neither attend school for education nor receive training in the ancestral hall, but instead spend all his time in the military camp? Various speculations circulated privately, but none of them led to a conclusion.

In particular, information regarding this young master's martial spirit and innate soul power was kept secret by the higher-ups of the Hall of Worship, with no leaks whatsoever.

To outsiders, all they know is that this young master awakened a martial spirit, but the specifics remain a closely guarded secret.

Of course, aside from these investigations, another topic about Kong Ming'an is more widely circulated.

This young master of the Kong family is exceptionally handsome. After awakening his martial spirit, perhaps influenced by it, he also possesses a calm demeanor far beyond his years.

Combined with her already delicate features, she left a deep impression on many people who saw her.

Many high-ranking officials of the Sun Moon Empire with young daughters found themselves unconsciously considering marriage alliances.

After all, this is the only bloodline of His Majesty Kong Deming, the pillar of the Empire's soul guidance system. In a sense, the status of this young master of the Kong family surpasses that of all the princes.

……

Around noon, inside the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy,

The sun was shining brightly, and the neatly trimmed flowerbeds exuded the fragrance of grass and trees. On the path, two children, both around six years old, walked side by side, standing out conspicuously.

The little girl walked briskly, her long, flowing silver hair shimmering in the sunlight. Her icy blue eyes didn't appear cold; instead, they held a childlike innocence.

Beside him stood a little boy with similar silver hair, but his eyes were heterochromatic—one blue and one green—and his expression carried an undisguised arrogance.

These are Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen, the granddaughters of Jing Hongchen, the head of Mingde Hall and the dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

"Hey bro,"

Meng Hongchen plucked a leaf, tilted her head to look at Xiao Hongchen, and asked, "That Kong Ming'an, I heard he's exceptionally handsome? He goes to the military camp every day, is it fun?"

Xiao Hongchen curled his lip, "What's the use of being good-looking? Strength is what matters most! Him? He doesn't even come to the academy, what kind of strength could he possibly have?"

The Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy does have a preparatory class, allowing geniuses like Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen to enter early and learn about soul tools.

Even Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, due to their family background, have been exposed to the knowledge of soul tools since childhood, and now they directly attend second-year classes.

"Tsk, bro, you're being modest. Maybe he'll be your future rival!"

Meng Hongchen spoke earnestly, like a little adult.

"Hmph, my only opponent in this world is myself!"

Meng Hongchen looked utterly helpless; it seemed her older brother was truly beyond saving.

The brother and sister were chatting when a group of people hurriedly walked towards them from the nearby teaching building.

The leader was tall and handsome, with a refined and scholarly appearance. He wore the magnificent red robes that Mingde Hall was known for; he was their grandfather, the head of Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen.

The people around him were his grandfather's students.

Jing Hongchen paused slightly upon seeing her grandson: "Meng, Xiao? What are you doing here?"

"Grandpa!" the two little ones called out in unison. Meng Hongchen ran forward and said, "We just finished class and were about to go eat!"

Jing Hongchen nodded, paused thoughtfully for a moment, then turned her gaze to a middle-aged man beside her wearing a dark purple uniform from the Hall of Worship:

"Deacon Lin, would it be convenient for you to take the two little ones to broaden their horizons?"

Deacon Lin glanced at the two exquisitely beautiful children and nodded slightly: "Naturally, it's fine. Just keep quiet."

“Okay.” Jing Hongchen agreed, and said to Meng Hongchen and the other, “Let’s go.”

As he spoke, he casually tossed a flying soul tool onto the two little ones, and then the group took off together.

"Grandpa, where are we going?" Meng Hongchen asked softly in mid-air.

"You'll know when we get there," Jing Hongchen replied with a smile, glancing at Xiao Hongchen beside her, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

I hope Xiao doesn't lose heart.

The group flew away from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy and arrived at the Mingde Hall, which was located on the other side and built near the Sun Moon Imperial Palace.

Passing through the heavily guarded area and entering a special passage, the air became heavy, and the walls gleamed with a thick metallic sheen, exuding an aura of security.

After a long while, they arrived at the core laboratory area of ​​the Offering Hall.

The heavy alloy door slid open silently, releasing a unique aura that blended metallic energy with the scent of precision instruments.

The interior space was enormous, with various complex soul-guiding devices flashing with light, and researchers dressed in dark purple uniforms moved about inside.

Led by that steward Lin, Meng Hongchen followed her grandfather up to the second floor.

The second floor is a huge circular observation platform. At this moment, a dozen people have gathered near the transparent protective wall on the platform, and the atmosphere is solemn.

Meng Hongchen looked around curiously, and among the dozen or so people, she recognized many familiar faces.

For example, that uncle with a refined demeanor and eyes as deep as the starry sky—that's Ye Yulin, the Starry Sky Douluo who's on par with my grandfather.

And the young man standing to the side is Xu Tianran, the current prince. He is only 17 years old this year. His grandfather said that he has a great chance of becoming the crown prince and the future emperor.

Of course, there was also the most important one, the old man standing at the very front, with a stern posture, resolute face, and dignified demeanor.

That's Kong Deming. Every time my grandfather talks about him, his expression becomes serious, as if he's very afraid.

Aside from these important figures, everyone else chatting and laughing on the sidelines was also a powerful figure, wearing a ninth-level Soul Master badge!

In comparison, she and her older brother seemed inexplicably out of place here.

Little Dream of the Mortal World felt an invisible pressure.

After shifting her position, Meng Hongchen moved closer to the glass and focused her attention on the experimental field below.

Standing in the center of the field was a soldier of exceptionally robust build, resembling a small iron tower.

At this moment, the soldier's entire body was connected to complex soul-guided sensor cables, covered by makeshift armor for testing joints and strength, resembling a closely monitored weapon.

Meng Hongchen watched intently, somewhat curious whether this was the world her grandfather had been talking about. However, when her peripheral vision unconsciously swept over the corner of the experimental field, her small body involuntarily froze slightly.

In that inconspicuous corner, a boy who looked about her age sat quietly.

He was dressed in a white robe typically worn by researchers; his face was delicate, and his expression possessed a calmness beyond his years.

Those dark eyes were focused intently on the soldiers being tested in the arena. Her small hands seemed to be resting unconsciously on her knees, as if she were thinking or calculating something.

Meng Hongchen blinked, somewhat confused.

Who is this? Why is he in the experimental field?

She's so beautiful!

The handsome young man easily captured the attention of the young Meng Hongchen.

She stood at the edge of the crowd on the second-floor observation platform, tiptoeing, her icy blue eyes fixed intently on a quiet corner of the experimental field below, observing cautiously.

But what reached my ears were the adults' deliberately hushed conversations, every word tinged with seriousness and expectation:

"...Basic data records are complete..."

"...Professor Kong, do you think the energy dissipation rate can be further optimized this time?"

"...Your Highness, if this project succeeds, the boost to the basic combat strength of our Sun Moon Legion will be immeasurable..."

"...The key lies in the universality and stability of this 'method'..."

These words were somewhat incomprehensible to six-year-old Meng Hongchen, but she could clearly sense the weight contained in those words.

Everyone's attention was focused on the soldier in the center of the room, a towering figure connected by countless cables and makeshift armor, amidst the conversation. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

In the midst of this silence, Meng Hongchen caught a glimpse of the boy in the corner of the experimental field below. He moved.

Without any warning, and apart from Meng Hongchen who had been watching him closely, and without attracting the attention of anyone else, he stood up silently, like a pre-programmed, precisely controlled cog in a machine.

However, the instant he straightened his body—

hum!

It was as if an invisible command had been transmitted instantly.

All the hushed conversations on the second-floor platform abruptly ceased.

Kong Deming lowered his gaze.

Xu Tianran stepped forward with a serious look in his eyes.

Jing Hongchen, on the other hand, sighed and lamented.

All the ninth-level Soul Masters and their followers instantly shifted their gazes from the test subjects in the arena to the small figure who had just stood up.

The entire second-floor platform fell into absolute silence.

Meng Hongchen looked around at the group of important figures, somewhat bewildered and unable to understand what was happening.

At a certain moment, below, in the center of everyone's attention, the young boy raised his eyes and looked towards the second-floor observation platform.

It wasn't directed at any specific person, nor was it a request for instructions; it was more like a one-way notification.

The next moment, his voice, clear and steady, carrying confidence and an unquestionable command, pierced through the thick protective barrier and the deathly silence, echoing clearly in every corner of the laboratory:

"The results of the fifth 'Body Tempering Method' practice are being periodically showcased now."