I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

"I did it through imagination, imitating the Asura Blade Intent that my master once displayed."

Xue Jing touched the blade of the long sword in his hand.

The unsharpened edge was already covered with numerous nicks, all made from the fierce chopping just now.

"Imitation... that works?" Chen Fuguang's face was filled with bewilderment.

This was beyond his comprehension.

Xue Jing smiled.

He didn't know how to explain.

Meditative Visualization was an utterly outrageous skill.

For instance, this skill was like the Minor Wuxiang Skill in Jin Yong's martial arts novels, which could mimic other martial arts.

Through the extreme imagination brought by Meditative Visualization, Xue Jing forcibly imitated the killing intent of the Asura Blade.

Of course, unlike the Minor Wuxiang Skill, where the power could match or even surpass the original martial arts with exaggerated effects,

the effect of Asura Blade Intent imitated by Meditative Visualization wasn't good, it was just like a child mimicking an adult smoking.

The smoke sucked only stayed in the mouth and never 'passed the lungs'.

There was not a trace of the essence in it, it was merely mimicking the appearance, and it was completely incomparable to the real Asura Blade Intent.

'Failing to mimic the real Asura Blade Intent is not because Meditative Visualization is inadequate... but because the level is not high enough.'

Xue Jing muttered to himself.

As the level of Meditative Visualization increased, his imagination would continue to strengthen.

One day, he would reach the stage where he could perfectly imitate any martial arts essence with just one glance.

By then, he would be the copy ninja, Kakashijing...

"Alright, let's stop here for today, thank you Senior Brother Chen for practicing with me."

Xue Jing looked at the broken long sword in Chen Fuguang's hand and smiled.

"Not at all, I too gained something from sparring with Junior Brother."

Chen Fuguang patted Xue Jing on the shoulder.

"...I really look forward to it, Junior Brother. I wonder just how far a genius of your caliber can go?"

...

In the afternoon, Xue Jing returned home.

He took out his keys, opened the door, and as soon as he entered, he smelled the fragrance of cooking.

He shut the door behind him and walked into the kitchen, where he saw Ning Fengwan busily moving about.

"Huh? Teacher Wan, you can cook too?"

Xue Jing couldn't help but laugh.

Ning Fengwan scooped up a spoonful of the simmering winter melon pork rib soup, blew on it, and tasted it, her slender phoenix eyes slightly squinting as she seemed quite pleased with the flavor.

She turned to look at Xue Jing and snorted lightly, "I wasn't raised in a pampered environment, you're lucky today."

Xue Jing walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Ning Fengwan's cat ears twitched, and a barely noticeable blush appeared on her cheeks, but she muttered, "Move away, don't mess around."

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Xue Jing glanced at the panel and smiled.

"Is this all the dishes? Let's make more, I'll help you."

Ning Fengwan turned around and lightly pushed his chest with her bare hand.

"This is enough for you... hey, you go out, I can manage by myself."

Xue Jing was pushed out of the kitchen.

He pinched his chin, feeling a bit of a newlywed vibe in the scene.

Regrettably, something was missing.

He turned his head to look at Ning Fengwan's attire.

A light blue T-shirt and silk short pajamas, a simple home outfit, all of which Xue Jing had bought for her over the past few days.

In front, she wore an apron.

Xue Jing felt slightly disappointed.

He wondered when he might see the ultimate romance of a man—the apron and nothing else...

Several homemade dishes were quickly prepared, and Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan served the meals and sat down at the dining table.

Watching Xue Jing pop a piece of fried pork rib into his mouth, Ning Fengwan raised an eyebrow and asked,

"How is it?"

Xue Jing thought, 'Mediocre.'

But he said, "Outstanding."

Ning Fengwan showed a satisfied look and nodded.

"By the way, Teacher Wan, I'm going to Maple City in a few days, do you want to come with me?"

While eating, Xue Jing spoke.

Ning Fengwan asked curiously, "What are you going to do in Maple City?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "Boss Wu has a task for me..."

He detailed the situation with Otogirusu and GOD-519.

After listening, Ning Fengwan nodded.

"If you're going to compete, it's not something urgent, I'll accompany you," she said, her voice suddenly much softer. "Persisting in deepening fusion with Bastet is necessary."

Xue Jing chuckled softly.

Ning Fengwan's face immediately flushed with redness, and she said angrily, "What are you laughing at!"

"I'm not laughing at you, I just remembered something happy," Xue Jing said sincerely.

Ning Fengwan glared at him and said, "It better be."

After scooping another couple of bites of rice, Xue Jing casually mentioned, "Also, this trip to Maple City will be a good chance to meet my sister as well."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengwan's ears twitched nervously.

Was he going to... introduce her to his family?

"Should I... prepare something?"

Ning Fengwan asked nervously.

Xue Jing looked at her, and realizing what she might be thinking, said gently:

"Don't be nervous, my sister is such a silly g... ahem, a very easygoing person."

"Hmm... you should like her."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengwan blinked, lowered her head and continued to eat her rice in small bites, barely audible, she hummed softly in agreement.

Quiet like a little bride.

...

Late at night, under the covers.

Ning Fengwan hadn't changed back into a cat but remained in her human form, resting her head on Xue Jing's chest.

Her gaze was blurry, she was panting slightly, biting her lower lip as if enduring something, her body trembling occasionally.

And Xue Jing...

Xue Jing was pressing his hand into Fengwan's.

With a sigh following the tension.

Xue Jing watched as his Divinity on the panel increased by more than ten points, finally breaking a hundred and reaching a hundred and three points.

He whispered into Ning Fengwan's ear:

"Teacher Wan..."

Ning Fengwan lay weakly on Xue Jing, her face serene and lazy like a saint.

Upon hearing Xue Jing whisper, she twitched her mouth, hesitated, and quietly said:

"This is the last time..."

Having said that, she turned and burrowed into the covers, disappearing into the unknown.

A content smile appeared on Xue Jing's face as he laid back, one hand behind his head, and opened the panel.

"Hiss—"

For some reason, he took a light breath.

Not sure if the bed was haunted, the blanket suddenly moved up and down, Xue Jing didn't dare to lift it to check, he only watched the panel to distract himself.

[Shadow Flame Lv1 (Divinity needed for upgrade: 103/100)]

After hesitating for a moment, Xue Jing clicked upgrade.

[Shadow Flame Lv2 (Divinity needed for upgrade: 3/300)]

He extended a finger, and in the dim room, countless streams of black air gathered.

Without a sound, a Dark Flame quietly burned on his fingertip.

Xue Jing withdrew his finger, letting the Dark Flame linger in the air.

Then he maneuvered the Dark Flame, letting it move back and forth in the air.

"It's smoother to control now..."

"Let's test the distance."

He controlled the Dark Flame, letting it fly as far away as possible.

When the Dark Flame flew out of the window, reaching about fifteen meters away, Xue Jing barely felt in control anymore.

"Free control range increased to fifteen meters."

Xue Jing clenched his hand.

The Dark Flame outside the window suddenly exploded, scattering into numerous small Dark Flames everywhere.

Then he clenched his hand again.

The scattered small Dark Flames immediately recombined into one.

"I can perform even more detailed manipulations."

"And the most important thing, the power..."

Xue Jing thought for a moment but couldn't find anything suitable to test it on.

"Nevermind, we'll talk about that later."

He shook his head, waved his hand to disperse the Shadow Flame, and closed the panel.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Xue Jing suddenly frowned deeply.

Then he plucked up the courage to press down hard on the bulging thing under the blanket, not sure if it was a ghost or not.

Strange noises came from under the blanket.

This move seemed to hurt the ghost greatly, causing it to struggle continuously with the blanket shaking non-stop.

After a while, Xue Jing sighed and let go of his hand.

A figure darted from under the blanket and rushed to the bathroom.

It could barely be seen, possibly covering its mouth...

...

(8K update... I'm burned out.)