Keyboard Immortal

do it, there’s no reason why I can’t! 

As such, he began to try her method.
Unfortunately, the more he relaxed and cleared his mind, the more random thoughts came in, disturbing his meditation.
All of his attempts ended in failure.
Out of helplessness, he could only give up. Is my aptitude really inferior to hers? I guess it makes sense.
There were probably many people with transcendent aptitude back in her age.

He didn’t let it bother him too much and stopped thinking about it.
Seeing as his thoughts were messy, he didn’t force himself to cultivate.
Instead, he began to count sheep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…

He didn’t count them in a simple way, but rather clearly visualized every single sheep that passed by.
Some were cute little sheep, and some were mischievous big black sheep.

Whenever he counted a sheep, it would then return to its pen.
The big black sheep that were naughty were put in another pen, and he gave them a kick.

Sure enough, by the time he counted up to seventy or eighty, he unknowingly fell asleep.

…

Huh? I’m asleep, right?

But why is my consciousness still clear?

There was nothing else for him to do, so he tried to meditate.
He was pleasantly surprised to discover that his soul really did start to slowly grow stronger.

My aptitude wasn’t inferior after all! The next time I see her, I’ll be sure to tell her that her method really is great.

If Mi Li had been awake, she would be completely flabbergasted by such a thing.
She didn’t even know such a sleep meditation method herself.
She had just said what she said to show off.
Never would she have thought that with Zu An’s transcendent aptitude, he would actually somehow succeed!

After doing it for some time, Zu An got used to the meditation method, but he wasn’t satisfied with it alone.

Didn’t Mi Li release Old Mi’s leftover cultivation and soul fragments? I’ll just use this chance to refine it all away.

If other cultivators knew what he was doing, they might just curse him for courting death.
After all, tempering the soul was something only those at the master rank could do.
Only when the body was strong enough could it protect the weak soul.
Trying to cultivate the soul before reaching the master rank was equivalent to courting death for most cultivators.

Zu An was relying on his strong body and ki reserves that far surpassed others of his level in order to barely be able to train his soul.
But he hadn’t reached the proper cultivation rank, so he was still taking a huge risk.

And yet, he wasn’t using a seclusion room to do so, and no one was watching over him.
Instead, he was choosing to condense his own soul in his sleep? And he chose to do it while sleeping in the same bed as the capital’s number one beauty?

How could any normal man resist such a tremendous temptation? Wasn’t this just willingly letting himself be destroyed? The final trial of soul condensation wasn’t something that permitted the slightest bit of distraction!

But Zu An wasn’t someone from this world.
He didn’t know a lot of common cultivation knowledge.
As such, he decided to just try it.

Yu Yanluo had thought that Zu An would find a reason to get closer to her.
She had been a bit distressed, wondering how she was going to refuse him.
If it were anyone else, she wouldn’t feel such a headache at all.
She was more than proficient in rejecting men.

But this guy was completely different from other men.
She didn’t want him to feel hurt or discouraged from her rejection, worrying that it might ruin their relationship.
Of course, if it had been any other man, there was no way she would have let anyone else sleep in the same bed as her anyway.

But even though she was conflicted for so long, Zu An didn’t do a thing.
She couldn't help but secretly open her eyes a crack, looking at the man beside her.

“He fell asleep?” Yu Yanluo exclaimed, stunned.
After all, she had experienced too many underhanded methods from other men, so her first thought was that he was pretending to fall asleep, that he was doing so to gain her favor.

But she was a cultivator.
She quickly discerned that he really was asleep.
Now, it was her turn to question life.
She subconsciously rubbed her own cheeks, thinking, Do not tell me I am so worn out I have already lost all of my charm?

But she quickly laughed at her own behavior.
When had she suddenly become like a young lady, worrying about such things?

She turned around to face Zu An.
This was the first time she’d had a chance to carefully examine his face.
She looked at his handsome face that looked as if it had been carved out of stone. This brat is pretty handsome.

She recalled the young man she had met back then on Brightmoon City’s outskirts.
At the time, he had vowed that he was going to become her man.
Of course, he had still been so weak back then, so she hadn’t treated such ‘bold and visionary’ words as a big deal.

But the whims of fate loved to toy with people.
Now, she had actually ended up sleeping with that young man in the same bed.
When she realized that, a blush filled her cheeks, making her look even more charming and moving.

Suddenly, Zu An appeared to be having a nightmare.
He suddenly groaned in pain.

“What’s wrong?” Yu Yanluo exclaimed, jumping in fright.
She quickly moved over to check his condition.

She had never expected Zu An would reach out and grab her.

“Ah!” Yu Yanluo’s bashful and angry cry echoed through the room.