If she had that kind of heart condition, it would make sense for a girl like Miao Yun to run off to the mountains to become a Daoist nun. Presumably, she hadn't been given many opportunities to interact with others during her childhood. Even her phone was an outdated model for the elderly.
"Don't worry, don't worry," Shen Yun said, waving his hand while holding Xiao Jiu. "I have Xiao Jiu now, so I won't have my eyes on you."
"Is that so?"
Miao Yun widened her eyes and looked at Xiao Jiu. Instead of being angry, she seemed rather pleased. It made sense. Xiao Jiu did indeed look prettier than her. Did this mean she could safely ask Shen Yun for guidance?
"I have many questions I'd like to ask." Miao Yun immediately strode over with her long legs and stood right in front of Shen Yun, staring at him with burning eyes. "After surviving the Celestial Tribulation, I have no idea how to continue my cultivation..."
"Right now...?" Shen Yun glanced at Xiao Jiu in his arms and could only smile bitterly. He figured there would be plenty of time in the future. They could talk about it tonight.
The inheritance Miao Yun received was roughly related to luck. Now that she had formed her Golden Core, she could barely discern a person's future fortune—whether it would be good or bad—but it was neither specific nor clear. Even her Spiritual Power attribute was extremely unique.
"My Spiritual Power is somewhat like the Yin Yang Qi spoken of in the Daoist Eight Trigrams."
Miao Yun held out both hands. A mass of white Spiritual Power, resembling an auspicious cloud, rose from her left hand, while a black mist carrying a curse-like aura gathered in her right. Her left hand could bring good luck to people within a small radius. Similarly, her right hand could cast them into bad luck. However, these effects were minimal on those with exceptionally high cultivation levels.
"Can cultivation even achieve this?" Shen Yun asked Xiao Jiu in his mind, surprised.
"The essence of cultivation is to constantly draw closer to the Heavenly Dao, either merging with it or controlling it." Xiao Jiu was also slightly surprised. "Hers is amazing. I can vaguely sense things like luck as well, but it's very obscure and difficult to comprehend. No wonder she feels like she doesn't know where to start."
Most Cultivators would possess an attribute. In Shen Yun's eyes, it actually seemed more like a certain concept. For example, Luo Ying's rain, or Wei Er's eating.
"You can try changing a few people's luck more often, and then observe the impact you cause..."
After relaying Xiao Jiu's suggestion and finally sending Miao Yun on her way, Shen Yun suddenly thought of himself.
"Xiao Jiu, what attribute do I have?" He looked down at Xiao Jiu, who was still in his arms. "I already possess Divine Thought too. Although I'm much weaker than a typical Cultivator at the Divine Thought Stage, I should still have an attribute, right?"
On the day he let go of his past family matters, Shen Yun had directly awakened his Divine Thought with the help of the Bodhi Branch. This also meant that his cultivation no longer needed to start from tempering the physical body, unlike ordinary Cultivators. Instead, he could directly use his Divine Thought to condense Spiritual Qi, then convert it into Spiritual Power, continuously strengthening himself in the process.
Except—he had never felt anything resembling an attribute within himself.
"Master... is definitely special," Xiao Jiu said, sticking out her tongue in slight embarrassment.
"...Just say it straight if you don't know," Shen Yun said, caught between laughter and tears.
So be it if she didn't know. Given his current meager strength, he couldn't be of much help anyway. The Bodhi Branch, on the other hand, was a different story.
As he cultivated during this period, Shen Yun could feel the Bodhi Branch gradually becoming more active. It seemed that in a few more months, it would be able to grant Enlightenment to a second item. At his current pace of mass-producing top-tier Grandmasters, he could just quietly develop his forces for three or four years and then sweep across the world. Unfortunately, the current situation in the Otherworld simply couldn't do without him.
"Master."
Xiao Jiu's voice interrupted Shen Yun's train of thought. The beautiful little maid's face was completely flushed. Her long, elegant eyelashes fluttered slightly as she panted softly, clearly embarrassed to the extreme. Yet, her voice, though as faint as a mosquito's, still reached Shen Yun's ears clearly.
"Master... you should probably accept reality now, right?"
"Xiao Jiu..."
Given the atmosphere, Shen Yun's breathing couldn't help but grow heavy. He gazed at the girl's beautiful face, slightly entranced. Even though he had spent day and night with this beauty for over ten days, he still often felt a strong sense of impact even now.
However, half a month was long enough. It was enough for him to accept the facts and adjust his mindset. And then, truly accept this completely different life.
Night fell, and the lighting in the room was dim. Shen Yun lay on the bed, staring calmly at the ceiling.
"Xiao Jiu, do you have a direction for your subsequent cultivation?" Shen Yun suddenly looked down into Xiao Jiu's eyes and asked.
"I do." Xiao Jiu smiled sweetly, her voice carrying an indescribable sense of lethargy. "The Thunderfire Heavenly Dao Law has too many similarities with science. At my current speed, it will take about four years. If I could get an Enlightenment Jade Scroll for a Thunder Series Golden Core like before, that time could be drastically reduced."
"Four years..." Shen Yun couldn't help but smack his lips.
Xiao Jiu's talent simply wasn't comparable to the likes of the Sword Emperor. Even now, she was probably the undisputed strongest existence on both Earth and in this Otherworld.