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Ye Lan began to immerse himself within the Blue Silver consciousness. In this state, he could perceive the awareness of the surrounding plants.
As his perception grew deeper and more immersive, even the ordinary weeds—those without any noticeable fluctuations of soul power—gradually appeared within his Blue Silver consciousness.
These weeds, when perceived in this space, appeared extremely faint and dim.
Yet, from the subtle soul power fluctuations of these weeds, Ye Lan was able to slowly begin sensing the soul power particles flowing constantly within the air.
As the Radiant Meditation Method circulated, streams of green, golden, and even some blue soul power particles were drawn into Ye Lan's body.
He focused carefully, perceiving the exact moment these soul power particles entered him. At once, he tried to mobilize them—attempting to use them within his body to influence the particles beyond his body.
However, the moment those particles entered, they uncontrollably dispersed deeper inside.
Fortunately, Ye Lan's mastery over his internal soul power was absolute. Those particles that tried to escape were quickly recaptured by him.
He attempted to move these particles outward, but to his shock, even if they left his body by just 0.00001 centimeters, they slipped entirely beyond his control.
Despite countless attempts, though he kept absorbing more tri-colored particles, the outcome remained the same.
It was then Ye Lan began to realize why he could so easily control the soul power inside his body.
It was because he relied upon the great meridians, the minor meridians, and their countless capillary-like branches to channel and manipulate his soul power.
These meridians acted as though they were breathing—each inhalation and exhalation directing the flow of energy throughout his body.
Yet, outside the body, there were no meridians, no such channels or organs.
So the instant soul power left him, he lost all connection to it.
Was there some other "organ" that could control the particles beyond the body?
Ye Lan felt as though he had reached a dead end.
But just then, immersed as he was in Blue Silver consciousness, undergoing mimetic cultivation, his spiritual power suddenly grew sharper.
At the same time, because his awareness was wholly focused on the fluctuations of soul particles around his body, this minute increase in spiritual strength made him notice a subtle, almost imperceptible stir among the particles outside.
Even that faint disturbance, Ye Lan immediately sensed.
A thought struck him like lightning—
Spiritual Power!
Why had he never thought of it before?!
Perhaps it was because, in his previous life, Ye Lan had never come into contact with spiritual power at all, so his mind had never gone in that direction.
Now, he finally understood what his "missing third hand" was—his spiritual power.
Fortunately, thanks to his mimetic training, his spiritual power had already reached the level of a Soul Elder.
That should be enough, shouldn't it? After all, it was only to control a few particles. Ye Lan reassured himself with this thought.
He immediately began to "circulate" his spiritual power, attempting to influence the particles.
But no matter how he tried to "operate" it, the particles around his body remained utterly motionless.
The problem was obvious: Ye Lan had no idea how to actually use spiritual power—so how could he possibly "circulate" it?
After repeated attempts, he still refused to give up.
If he couldn't control most of the particles, then he would start with just the smallest step.
He concentrated on a single cluster of soul power particles, positioned right in front of his forehead.
The sea of spiritual power resided in the brain; the forehead was the point closest to that sea.
If the particles across his body could not be moved, then surely he could manage at least this one cluster, couldn't he?
Resolute, Ye Lan focused his entire consciousness on that spot.
All of his awareness condensed at his forehead, wholly fixed upon that single point, trying to stir the soul particles there.
He sat motionless, shutting out all distractions of the external world.
Time passed without notice—it could have been a quarter of an hour, or perhaps three full days and nights.
Then suddenly, the cluster of particles before his forehead stirred ever so slightly.
And with that single motion, it felt as though Ye Lan's mind had exploded.
It was like a singularity within the chaos detonating in an instant. His head throbbed as though split into four pieces, a pain so severe it felt as if his skull was shattering.
But in that moment, his spiritual body separated from his physical body.
The sensation was strange. His physical head writhed in unbearable agony—yet as a spirit-body, his mind was perfectly clear.
It was this clarity that allowed him to endure the unspeakable pain without fainting.
After several seconds, the pain receded.
His spiritual body fused once again with his flesh.
Feeling whole once more, Ye Lan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
Awakening from the Blue Silver consciousness, he saw Du Guyan and Ye Lengleng asleep against a great tree beside him.
Moonlight poured over them, and in that silver radiance, they seemed like fairies descended from the cold palace of the heavens.
Staring at such a scene, Ye Lan froze for several seconds before regaining himself.
His heart warmed. He did not know how long Du Guyan and Ye Lengleng had waited for him.
He quietly took two cloaks from his Nine-Star Constellation Ring and draped them gently over their slender figures.
Looking at their peaceful, sweet sleeping faces, he turned his attention back to the changes in his spiritual power.
At that instant when his mind had seemed to explode—something had clearly awakened.
He began to test the new state of his spiritual power.
Soon, he realized what had changed.
Before, his spiritual power was clumsy, unusable. Now it was as though it had become an invisible hand. Wherever he wished to move it, it would go.
Within one meter around him, his spiritual power seemed to take on substance, capable of transforming into countless formless forms.
For instance—he let it coalesce into the shape of a hand and gently stroked the heads of Du Guyan and Ye Lengleng.
Though no physical hand could be seen, their violet and blue hair stirred slightly, tousled by the unseen touch.
Beyond this, he experimented further.
He tried using spiritual power to manipulate objects. Anything not part of his body, he could lift and move, though the weight limit seemed capped at about one-third of his own physical strength.
Next, he tested spiritual shock. Though possible, its power was weak—far inferior to his direct release of soul power, not to mention techniques like Solar Furnace or Light of Origin.
But the most useful ability, he realized, was spiritual defense.
He could condense his spiritual power into a protective membrane—a shield of pure will.
Although he did not know what level of spiritual attack it could withstand, in the world of Douluo Dalu, very few could wield spiritual power directly.
And even if they could, it was only through martial spirits or soul skills.
As for someone like Ye Lan, who could directly command and shape his own spiritual power—such an existence was perhaps unique.
(End of Chapter)