Ancestral Blessings

Xia Zhihuai had been staring absentmindedly at Wanwan. He had been waiting for her to come back from her spiritual journey, but the wait seemed a bit long.

Sitting on the floor, his gaze unconsciously fell on a certain spot. With his right elbow resting on his knee and his hand supporting his cheek, he lazily yawned, his eyes seemingly lost in another world.

When Wanwan opened her eyes, she noticed that his gaze was vacant, clearly not present in the moment.

She reached out and pinched his nose, chuckling, “Brother, I know how to teach you to cultivate your spiritual consciousness.”

Xia Zhihuai immediately perked up, sitting upright with his hands placed in front of him. “How should I cultivate?” he asked eagerly.

“Firstly, you need to be able to sense the spiritual energy. That’s the first step. Once you have the spiritual energy, your body will undergo changes, and then you can cultivate your spiritual consciousness,” Wanwan explained.