"Do I really have to start with the No-thought Divine Power?" Feng Xue pondered over all her "reference material," and after rounds of rigorous proof, she still felt that the No-thought Divine Power, a Direct Pointing Method imbued with the Primordial Spirit, was the most suitable as the foundation for bearing consciousness.

Although that was the case, Feng Xue was far from perfecting the No-thought Divine Power and carrying one or two thoughts, or achieving forced action through pre-editing, was barely feasible. As for surpassing the original limitations of the cultivation technique to perfectly uphold her own consciousness, that seemed like a flight of fancy.

Therefore, the No-thought Divine Power, with its focus on "protecting oneself" and "killing the target," could only serve as a theoretical foundation for adding "instructions" to inner strength. To integrate her complete consciousness on top of this, she would need some assistance.

In Feng Xue’s impression, there were indeed cultivation techniques capable of upholding consciousness, such as the Seed of Dao and Demons, Change Heaven, Strike Earth, Six Demon Crossing... and so on, but regrettably, she had never come across them.

After all, the Supreme Martial Arts catalog almost encompassed all of martial arts in the world, and to draw the exact technique she wanted was a feat Feng Xue, with her unfortunate luck, definitely could not achieve.

However, now that she had a direction, she could build a model for the desired cultivation technique and then use the Power of Martial Arts to gradually "complete" the missing parts, transforming it into a technique that could uphold more of her consciousness.

Having clarified her thoughts, Feng Xue began to consider further action. Creating a perfect cultivation technique in one go was impossible. Every martial art, or rather every discipline, cannot reach the pinnacle in one step. One must have enough accumulation as a ladder to eventually reach the goal.

At this time, Feng Xue already had the mature Divine Skill No-thought Divine Power as a foundation, and the first issue she planned to resolve was the problem of consciousness strength.

If the consciousness carried by inner strength was not strong enough, it would be unable to infuse pure "Identity," and might even become diluted.

Feng Xue’s solution to this problem was straightforward: if the complete consciousness lacked strength, then start with a sufficiently strong single consciousness. As for the complete consciousness, that would be a matter to consider later.

This was like building an airplane. Are the technologies immature? No problem, pile up one aspect and get it to fly, even if it’s brute force. It’s better than nothing.

As for the subsequent aerodynamic design optimization, fuel improvement, and the like, those are issues to consider after having the airplane.

And as the "brute force" for this impractical flying brick, Feng Xue chose "Killing Intent," the most concentrated and strong willpower she currently possessed, even capable of intimidating enemies from twenty meters away.

The fusion of No-thought Divine Power and Killing Intent was not very good. It wasn’t that it couldn’t be done, but that the capacity was really too low.

After all, the No-thought Divine Power is ultimately a hidden weapon technique that emphasizes lethality. Its capacity is limited. To increase consciousness capacity, the lethality needs to be reduced, making the inner strength looser.

But when the inner strength loosened, it could no longer maintain a complete form.

Feng Xue, stuck on this problem, understood it was due to her lack of accumulation, not just in the number of techniques, but also in her understanding of martial arts.

Although she possessed the Power of Martial Arts, most of the martial arts techniques she had were still at a level of "competence" based on following the Secret Manual, without her own personal experiences and insights.

This was like a writer who only ever followed classic routines suddenly trying to create an original work in a new genre; not flopping would only indicate heavenly favor.

Thus, Feng Xue temporarily set aside her desire for quick success and continued polishing her determination while proceeding with her cultivation.

After all, she wasn’t short on time. The idea of taking a protégé on a three-year tour wasn’t just talk.

On the fourth morning after arriving in the real world, Feng Xue still woke up early, standing before the surging river while waving the Orca Pillow in her hand.

Although this was only her third time practicing this way, Feng Xue felt she had developed a considerable rapport with the power within the pillow.

As she swung the pillow, the part that served as a weapon was so powerful that Feng Xue dared not wield it with her full strength. Even a mere practice motion was enough to carve a rift in the turbulent river.

Just as someone who obtains an ax will want to chop something to test its sharpness, Feng Xue now felt a strong urge to destroy, to fully swing this sword and see what effect it would produce.

Yet her rationality told her she couldn’t do that in this city.

"Master! I’ve developed Qi sense!" As Feng Xue put away the Orca Pillow, silently feeling the rise and fall, like tides, a slightly breathless voice came from behind. Having already sensed the presence, Feng Xue’s mouth curved into a small smile and she turned to say,

"Really?"

"Really!" Liu Qi nodded vigorously, trying to prove it but uncertain how to show it. After all, he only developed Qi sense, not the ability to project internal strength.

But Feng Xue didn’t mind, just nodded and said,

"As long as you think it’s true, that’s fine. After all, there’s still a long road ahead. If you’re bluffing, the only one who will suffer is you."

As she spoke, Feng Xue flung the Orca Pillow behind her with a flick of her wrist, gently dusting off her jacket before she continued,

"Prepare two sets of clean clothes and bring your essential items. We’ll set off after lunch."

"Okay, all right!" Liu Qi nodded earnestly, then added,

"Master, let’s have lunch at my house..."

"What are you thinking? We’re in the city, so let’s eat something good." Feng Xue gave Liu Qi a look, then said, "You go back and pack. I’ll wait for you here!"

Liu Qi hurried home, quickly packed the luggage he had prepared. Although he tried to be as minimalistic as possible, he still filled an entire backpack. Originally, he had wanted to use a suitcase, but considering the rigors of the journey, he doubted the wheels could endure, and eventually chose a backpack as his carrier.

Carrying the nearly twenty-pound load, Liu Qi walked back, still feeling a bit of soreness in his legs, to find a crowd of onlookers under the overpass.

"What’s going on?" Liu Qi was baffled by the scene. Although such a crowd had gathered a few days ago, the buzz around the handsome uncle should have been fleeting, dwindling down by now—could they be from nearby towns?

With random thoughts flitting through his mind, Liu Qi made his way through the crowd to the underpass, only for his expression to freeze for a moment. Facing the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, there was only one thought left in his mind— 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Handsome guy, who are you?!"