367 Condensing a Life Soul Again (1/2)

An Jing had been practicing the Sun Strafe Art recently. Although she had improved greatly, she still failed to grasp the true meaning of the Sun Strafe Art required to advance to the Epic stage.

With her talent, it shouldn't have been difficult for her to advance to the Epic stage. However, due to her body's chronic ailment, she was unable to sense the underlying sublimity of the Sun Strafe Art.

An Jing wasn't afraid of hardship. Every time she cultivated the Sun Strafe Art, she could endure the inhuman pain caused by the chronic ailment.

However, gaining insight into something like this couldn't be resolved just by suffering. The untalented might not even be able to match a day's enlightenment of someone even after ten years of training.

An Jing had talent, perceptivity, and diligence. She could be said to be a rare genius in the world, but her body wasn't suitable for practicing the Sun Strafe Art. It made her feel as though she was separated by something as she ultimately failed to grasp its true meaning.

After her second attempt at enlightenment, An Jing curled up in a corner of the room in pain. Every time she cultivated the Sun Strafe Art, she suffered such pain.

Her phone rang and An Jing struggled to stand up. She walked to the table and picked up the call.

”My Little Jing, it's been a while since I've met you. Mommy wants to have a meal with you. Are you free tonight?” Ouyang Lan's voice came through the phone.

”Tonight…” An Jing had just cultivated the Sun Strafe Art and the pain in her body hadn't subsided that quickly. Now, she really didn't want to move a step.

”Mommy only has you and Tianzuo as my two precious treasures. Tianzuo is busy with military matters and I haven't seen him for days. You have to stay on campus, leaving me all alone at home every day. I am so lonely…” As Ouyang Lan spoke, she gave off the feeling like she was on the brink of tears. It was sad and tear-inducing hearing her.

”Got it. I'll head back tonight,” An Jing said helplessly.

Ouyang Lan immediately brightened up and said happily, ”Then I'll wait for you at MG Restaurant. By the way, remember to bring Little Wen along and have him eat dinner with me. I haven't seen him in a long time. I'll get Ah Sheng to come to the school gates to pick you up.”

”Can't you…” Before An Jing could finish her sentence, Ouyang Lan hung up.

An Jing frowned slightly. Although she had gotten Zhou Wen to take her place in the Holy Land and was over the nomination, she still wasn't willing to face him. She still had a knot in her heart when she saw him.

She had always felt that if her body wasn't problematic, she would be the most suitable candidate.

She thought about not calling Zhou Wen, but Ouyang Lan had already mentioned it. An Jing hesitated for a moment, washed up, changed her clothes, walked out of her building, and over to Zhou Wen's building.

She pressed the doorbell but didn't see Zhou Wen come out.

”It's not that I didn't get him; he's not around.” An Jing pressed three times, but no one answered. Thus, she turned to leave.

Bang!

At that moment, An Jing suddenly heard something from Zhou Wen's building. It sounded odd as though something had been smashed.

Could something have happened? She glanced at Zhou Wen's building, but she had second thoughts. What has he got to do with me? He can die for all I care.

She turned around and walked a few steps. When she was about to return to her yard, An Jing turned her head and walked to Zhou Wen's door again. She pressed the doorbell again as she mumbled to herself, as though trying to convince herself, He lives next door. It's just a wall separating us. What if he implicates me because of something he does? I have to figure it out.