Master, I'll Fly You.

Tian Wenjin could complete condensing his Qi vortex and sword flight within two days; Li Shiyin could find her Qi perception overnight, and find her object perception in the blink of an eye.

This is called talent.

Qin Ran spent a month thoroughly reading various classics and comprehending Qi perception, then spent a week finding his Qi perception, and then spent half a year condensing his Qi vortex. As for object perception, it was much faster than finding Qi perception - he spent ten days reading various classics, and only needed three days to find his object perception.

This is called being stupid.

Sometimes the difference between people can be greater than the difference between humans and dogs.

At this moment, as Qin Ran watched a certain thieving little cat, sensing the chaotic Qi within the cat's body, he had to admit that his talent was far inferior to this cat's.

Ah, no, it's not a cat, it's a seventh-level demon king Profound Underworld Spirit Tiger.

Li Shiyin opened her eyes, looking at the sword floating in front of her, and circulated her magic power, clumsily controlling its rotations.

Dream-like purple starlight magic power flowed out from between her eyebrows, pulling out long purple ribbons in the air, connecting to the Leaning Star Sword. The Leaning Star Sword slowly went from clumsy rotations to gently waving, and gradually pulled away.

Before long, after all it was the first time summoning an object, the Leaning Star Sword went too far from her and Li Shiyin finally lost control. After struggling in midair, it fell onto the floor.

She got up, went over and picked up the sword, danced a standard sword maneuver, turned back and struck a cool pose, smiling at Qin Ran and asking: "Master, don't you think I'm awesome?!"

Qin Ran looked at Li Shiyin. The cold lighting from the rainy sky outside shone on her face, but couldn't hide her sunny smile. Her lips were red and teeth were white, and her smile was particularly bright and charming.

"Bang!" He realized his heart had forcefully thumped against his chest.

He quickly turned his head away, not looking at her, and said: "There's nothing to be arrogant about. Last night when I passed on the mnemonics to you, they were about nurturing your consciousness, and consciousness is very helpful for controlling swords with your magic power."

"Hmph, boring!" Li Shiyin dropped her pose and sat back down on the sofa.

Qin Ran continued: "That unnamed mnemonic is like the ultimate secret art of our Danfeng Sect. It's always only been passed down to the sect leader..."

"Only passed down to the sect leader?" Li Shiyin seized on the key point. "So that means I'm the next generation sect leader of Danfeng?!"

"I'm not dead yet!" Qin Ran glanced at her, signaling her not to interrupt him. "This mnemonic is extremely extraordinary, because it allows low level cultivators to directly condense consciousness.

"What is consciousness? It's the perception that emerges after the primordial spirit transforms from the infant spirit. It's a kind of sixth sense that's higher than the human five senses, or perhaps it's the vision of the soul."

Qin Ran spoke with admiration: "The person who created this cultivation method was truly a heaven-born genius, with an inconceivable understanding of the soul, perception, and consciousness.

"I truly have no idea what the underlying principles are... As for what this cultivation method is called, how Danfeng obtained it, the follow up, I don't know any of it. If there is follow up, perhaps I could understand the inherent principles."

Li Shiyin didn't understand, but could sense it was very powerful. She said: "Then Master, in the future I'll help you obtain the follow up."

Qin Ran ignored her and continued the lesson: "A low level cultivator's spiritual awareness can only circulate within the body. Only when it becomes consciousness can it leave the body. And when inner spiritual awareness transforms into consciousness, it's a qualitative change. The world you see will no longer be the same... Refining pills, practicing swords, refining tools, carving formations, will all have qualitative changes..."

"But Master, I don't feel like the world is different..." Li Shiyin asked doubtfully.

This oblivious disciple had no self-awareness. Qin Ran was too lazy to scold her, only saying: "Aside from invisible enhancements to perception, consciousness can also directly manipulate objects... You can try using your consciousness to control the sword."

"Oh..." Li Shiyin looked at Qin Ran. She didn't act up again, but closed her eyes, found the tiny bit of consciousness in her consciousness sea, drew it out from between her eyebrows, slipped it into the Leaning Star Sword, followed the sword's formations with her magic power to control the flying sword.

But the flying sword had just risen up when it heavily dropped down!

"Ow..." The consciousness snapped back into her consciousness sea like a pulled rubber band. Li Shiyin cried out in pain, clutching her forehead and shouting: "Master, master, too heavy, can't hold it!"

"Can't hold it?"

Why?

When Qin Ran had initially gained consciousness, the things he manipulated weighed far more than seven or eight pounds.

With Li Shiyin's talent far exceeding his, why couldn't she even lift this sword?

"Could my talent in this area be higher than my silly disciple's?" Qin Ran shook his head. He vaguely had a guess, but wasn't certain.

"If you can't control the sword with your consciousness, then forget it. Wait until your consciousness is stronger." He consoled out loud: "Anyway, enhancing your perception will also greatly help you control swords with your magic power."

After hurting for a while, Li Shiyin's head didn't hurt anymore. She patted her forehead, shook her head again. The feeling just now was really unpleasant.

When the Leaning Star Sword had fallen, it was tip down, stabbing slightly into the floor and standing there.

Qin Ran went over and pulled it out, handing it back to Li Shiyin. Looking at the sword pit in the wooden floor, he felt some distress, but only said:

"Now that you have object perception, you can practice flying with the sword. It's similar to riding a skateboard, just keep practicing and you'll get it."

"Skateboard?" Li Shiyin took the sword and looked outside. Pouting, she said: "Master, it's raining!"

"You can practice on the second floor." Qin Ran said.

"Oh right!" Li Shiyin nodded, hugging the Leaning Star Sword and running up to the second floor exercise room.

Watching Li Shiyin disappear behind the stairs, Qin Ran sat down on the sofa. He looked at Chasing the Wind sitting gracefully on the tea table, and gestured for him to come over.

Chasing the Wind licked his paws, but still jumped onto Qin Ran's lap.

"I'm not surprised you can cultivate..." Qin Ran's hand stroked Chasing the Wind's fur as he spoke to him: "But what cultivation method will you practice?

"So what attribute are you? Dark attribute? But I've never even heard of dark spiritual roots. And your meridians are different from humans', can you cultivate human methods?"

"Meow~" Chasing the Wind cried out.

Qin Ran lowered his head to look at him. Chasing the Wind looked up at him. They gazed at each other, and Qin Ran knew Chasing the Wind wanted to say something, but he couldn't understand it.

"Bro, it'd be great if you could speak Chinese!" Qin Ran held up Chasing the Wind, laughing. "So, I still have to teach you how to speak."

"Meow meow!" Chasing the Wind yowled twice.

Qin Ran understood these words. It was a student's instinctive rejection towards lessons. Chasing the Wind was definitely saying "No".

"Hehehe..." So Qin Ran started laughing creepily. He rubbed his face against Chasing the Wind's furry neck, forcefully sniffing twice, saying: "Little kitty, the more you resist, the more excited I get! I'm definitely going to teach you to speak, I'm even going to teach you Chinese!"

"Meow meow meow..." Feline profanities.

Just as Qin Ran was sniffing the cat and Chasing the Wind was desperately struggling, there were sudden crashing sounds from the second floor, followed by Li Shiyin's screams:

"Master... Save me..."

The sound of shattering glass, Li Shiyin's screams grew closer then farther away.

"Crap, my silly disciple flew away!" Qin Ran was shocked and hurriedly tossed aside Chasing the Wind. He pushed open the window, looked up and saw Li Shiyin drifting farther into the distant sky through the rain, swaying unsteadily like a cut kite string.

The situation was critical. Qin Ran didn't have time to think more, activated his movement technique and chased after her.