Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 502 - 297: Master Level Meditation and Mona Consciousness

In the forest.

Roger closed his eyes and concentrated, his nostrils slightly flaring as he focused on sensing the residual energy fluctuations in the air.

Earlier in the temple during morning class, it was precisely this familiar aura that triggered his unique sensitivity to the spiritual nature of the Golden Benba Bottle.

He suddenly opened his eyes, scanning the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

The forest was silent, except for the scorched, still warm large rock, and as far as the eye could see, there was no one around.

Roger’s face turned instantly livid, his eyes behind the glasses burning with anger.

He was almost one hundred percent sure that the person who had just lingered here was that bald man whom he loathed to the core!

Moreover, the opponent had chosen to train so close to Lingquan Temple.

This behavior was clearly an open provocation!

It’s like someone stole another’s treasured blade, then shamelessly ran to the other’s house to use their whetstone, deliberately making a grating noise.

"Bastard!!"

Roger growled through gritted teeth.

His figure flickered, turning into a residual shadow swiftly darting through the surrounding forest, attempting to find that bald man’s footprints.

However, no matter how he searched, he found nothing.

That person seemed to have been completely devoured by flames, vanishing into thin air, leaving no useful clues.

Only this scorched bluestone and the lingering smell of smoke in the air remained.

..................

Taiping Mountain, Xiao Family Mansion.

In the solemn and grave ancestral hall, the cyan lamps flickered, incense smoke curled up.

Xiao Linye sat cross-legged on the bright yellow meditation mat, eyes closed, his breath deep and profound.

Beneath him, more than a dozen core members of the Xiao Family stood quietly with their hands lowered.

They dared not make a sound, waiting patiently for the Family Head to finish his meditation and begin the family morning meeting.

At this moment, Xiao Linye’s mind was not completely immersed in the emptiness of meditation.

A faint trace of restlessness, like an undercurrent beneath the water, quietly surged in the lake of his mind.

The matter of the Golden Benba Bottle, although lightly brushed over before that "master."

In truth, the suffocation and unwillingness in Xiao Linye’s heart far exceeded what he showed.

It was not merely a Black Sect Holy Object.

It was also the most crucial element in his perfect plan to kill two birds with one stone, severely crippling the Lu Family, thus strengthening himself!

Xiao Linye prided himself on leaving no plan unconsidered, using Roger the bald donkey as a pawn, trapping the Lu Family, everything was going according to his script.

On the night of the incident, he even began to imagine.

When the Lu Family’s Secret Realm turned into the Asura Blood Field, how he would reap the benefits as a fisherman, taking the opportunity to recover the Golden Benba Bottle infused with abundant spiritual power.

And onward, how the Xiao Family would rise to greater heights.

However—

That bald kid who appeared from nowhere was like a huge stone, shattering all his well-laid plans to pieces!

"Hoo..."

Xiao Linye breathed out a turbid breath, forcibly suppressing the fire in his heart.

As the saying goes, those who achieve great things cannot be impatient.

It was a pity that the Golden Benba Bottle shattered, but as long as the opportunity the "master" spoke of arrived, everything Xiao Linye wanted would be within reach.

As for the bastard who ruined his plan...

Hmph, just a small fry, not worth worrying about.

Xiao Linye, with his old cunning, had long secretly arranged some contingency measures.

Believing that the kid would soon pay the price for his reckless behavior.

Perhaps he might have already gone mad from absorbing energy randomly.

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiao Linye’s mouth couldn’t help but curl into a cold smirk.

Even if reduced to fragments, the immense blood and resentment suppressed in the Golden Benba Bottle for two thousand years were by no means something that an unknown kid could easily control.

Furthermore, he had added many sinister and malicious restrictions within it.

This power, though seemingly powerful and enticing, was like poison passing through the intestines.

Those who consume it, like drinking poison to quench thirst, will ultimately suffer the consequences.

Xiao Linye slowly guided his breath, attempting to further stabilize his mind and eliminate distractions.

Just then, an extremely subtle yet very familiar energy fluctuation unexpectedly entered his mind.

Like a ripple spreading across the water surface, it quietly touched his senses!

Xiao Linye’s body stiffened abruptly.

Tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a flash of incredulity in his eyes quickly turning into deep viciousness.

This aura...

No mistake!

It’s definitely the spiritual nature of the Golden Benba Bottle!

And it’s not the chaotic, violent, resentment-filled original spiritual nature.

But one that has been purified and deeply integrated, becoming more refined and pure.

Even faintly emanating a... backlash force that shook his soul, surging towards him like a tidal wave.

How is this possible? 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

That bald kid, not only was not repelled by the spiritual nature of the Golden Benba Bottle.

But instead... seems to have successfully broken through all the restrictions, and absorbed it, making it his own?!

"Gah!"

A rush of blood uncontrollably surged up, Xiao Linye only felt a sweetness at his throat, almost spitting out old blood on the spot.

He forcibly suppressed the turbulent blood, but his face instantly turned deathly pale, and beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

Originally thinking the other party was just a disruptive fool who would soon face the consequences of his actions.

Unexpectedly, not only did the opponent not die.

Instead, he refined what he considered "poison" leftovers into something greatly beneficial!

This feeling was much stronger and more humiliating than when his plan was destroyed!

It’s like going through great pains to plant a poison fruit, waiting for an enemy to pick it.