After returning to the village, Wang Sheng once again immersed himself in cultivation.
However, this time the cultivation was different.
It was not just about his own Cultivation Techniques but also the use of Divine Thought.
His Qi Blood Power was so strong that when added to his Divine Thought, the power was naturally very formidable, and Divine Thought could be used in a very broad range.
As a novice user of Divine Thought, Wang Sheng hadn’t yet fully understood all the aspects of this power.
Thus, he needed to spend time to fully grasp its usage.
Another month had gone by.
Today was an ordinary day for the village, but not for the school.
Because the students who had been in the school were about to officially become Martial Artists.
There were two of them.
Liu Jian’an and Wang Lingwei.
These two most talented students had initially activated their Qi-Blood a year ago.
According to the average time it takes for someone to activate their Qi-Blood and become a Martial Artist, they should have achieved it by now. But because both were too young, gradually activating their Qi-Blood was already the limit.
Therefore, both Xu Qu and Zhang Ze were holding them back.
Only today were they allowed to extract a strand of Qi Blood Power, becoming true Martial Artists.
Now at the age of ten, Liu Jian’an and Wang Lingwei were the oldest ones.
Perhaps because of cultivation and having resources, although their faces still carried an undeniable youthfulness, both had quite tall statures.
Much taller than their peers.
Not just them, but other students in the school as well.
This was one of the reasons Xu Qu allowed them to become true Martial Artists; becoming a Martial Artist too early, besides potentially damaging their foundation, could also restrict their growth.
If they didn’t want to remain in a child’s physique, they had to progress gradually.
Now both were about ready, although not yet of adult stature, but under Xu Qu’s and Yue’s planning, after becoming Martial Artists, they would continue to grow slowly. It wasn’t much of an issue.
So both were prepared to ascend to Martial Artist status.
Wang Sheng originally wasn’t very interested—a couple of First Grade Martial Artists, even if young, wouldn’t catch his extreme attention.
But one was the adopted son of the village chief, Liu Jian’an. The village chief valued him highly and was afraid of any mishaps, so he sought out Wang Sheng.
And Wang Lingwei was related to him through kinship.
The body’s origin was from eating food provided by many families and was a true native of Qingshan Village, deeply connected with the villagers.
In one village, and sharing the same surname Wang.
Wang Lingwei had to call him “Little Uncle,” his body’s origin had been much cared for by Wang Lingwei’s family in those years.
Under this dual relationship, Wang Sheng ended up coming.
“Little Uncle!”
“Mr. Wang!”
Wang Lingwei and Liu Jian’an greeted him separately.
Although they were children, having learned in the school, they knew quite a bit, and coupled with what their families reminded them of at home, they also recognized Wang Sheng’s special status in the village.
But after all, they were young, so they weren’t as deferential as the adults.
Wang Lingwei looked at him with sparkling eyes, with no fear, only curiosity.
“Little Uncle, everyone says you are very strong, but just how strong are you?”
Wang Sheng looked at the young girl, smiled inwardly, then moved his Divine Thought.
Wang Lingwei was suddenly lifted into the air uncontrollably.
Divine Thought did not affect Wang Sheng himself, but it worked on others.
After flying around for a while, he put Wang Lingwei down.
“How was that, do you understand now?”
“Umm, Little Uncle is so amazing!”
The girl, inexperienced and not quite understanding the extent of Wang Sheng’s power, just thought it was impressive.
But several Martial Artists nearby were somewhat shocked. What kind of technique was this, seemingly doing nothing yet making a person fly directly?
It was akin to an immortal act!
Because Wang Sheng had come, Yue also arrived.
There was no apparent change on his surface, but inside he was immensely shocked.
How much had he progressed with such a technique?
Of course, regardless of how shocked these people were, since Wang Sheng was there, Liu Jian’an and Wang Lingwei could proceed with their Martial Artist breakthroughs.
Wang Sheng rubbed Wang Lingwei’s little head, then patted Liu Jian’an, saying, “Go break through, with me here, there won’t be any mishaps.”
Indeed, their ages were very young; even Xu Qu had never seen such young Martial Artists before, which was why he couldn’t help but rely on Wang Sheng as a precaution.
Wang Sheng’s method was simple—he placed his Divine Thought on both of them so that if there was any incident, he could use the power of Divine Thought to calm their Qi-Blood.
This was a new usage he had discovered over the past few days.
Maybe it was because of Wang Sheng’s assurance that they, previously somewhat nervous due to significant concern by some folks including the village chief, calmed down.
Eventually, both their breakthroughs went smoothly.
Perhaps because they had been suppressed for so long, soon after releasing the suppression, they rapidly concentrated their Qi Blood Power.
Thus, two ten-year-old Martial Artists were born.
Wang Sheng, naturally the first to know, his Divine Thought monitoring their condition very clearly.
“They succeeded, prepare some water to replenish Qi-Blood for them, and when they come back to their senses, let them drink it.”
Others, while Liu Jian’an and Wang Lingwei did not display their aura, found it hard to perceive the change.