My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 120 - 107: You Think Everyone Is as Perverse as Your Dad?
"Using the Divine Soul?"
Li Hengsheng didn’t expect that the so-called following the heart was actually achieved through the power of the Divine Soul instead of the heart. However, from the time Li Hengsheng began cultivating until now, he had never really paid attention to how to utilize the Divine Soul, nor had he ever observed his own Divine Soul.
"Master, do we martial artists also cultivate the Divine Soul? Isn’t the Divine Soul something only painters cultivate?" Li Hengsheng wasn’t very familiar with this.
Since childhood, he had only heard Li Changqing say that painters cultivate the Divine Soul, martial artists train the body. A strong Divine Soul allows for the creation of better paintings, and the best way to cultivate the Divine Soul is through painting, which is why Li Changqing spent so much money continuously painting.
Unfortunately, it seems painters also face talent limitations. His martial arts cultivation talent was poor, and his father’s painting talent wasn’t much better—a typical pair of useless father and son.
"Everyone has a Divine Soul, but the way martial artists and painters use the Divine Soul differs. Painters cultivate the Divine Soul, while we martial artists borrow the Divine Soul. To be precise, our application of the Divine Soul isn’t as advanced, and most of us martial artists lack the aptitude of painters. Even if we forcibly learn painting, it’s useless. Therefore, the majority of martial artists will never advance to the Divine Soul Realm in their lifetime."
"This is determined from birth; you know whether you have the disposition of a painter when you first hold a brush."
Xu Muhai explained to Li Hengsheng: "Actually, if you now calm down and understand yourself through perception, you can see your own Divine Soul."
Upon hearing Xu Muhai’s words, Li Hengsheng calmed himself and then attempted to perceive his own being.
Moments later, the sound of the wind diminished, as if the outside world was completely isolated. It was as though even time had stopped flowing.
Li Hengsheng felt the world around him fall silent. He opened his eyes and saw that everything around him had turned dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
In front of him was boundless darkness, yet Li Hengsheng was not afraid, for he could sense that he had entered a world within himself. When he looked around, he noticed a faint glow in one direction amidst the darkness.
The light was very weak, but it was extremely conspicuous in this darkness.
The light was a small cluster, just the size of a soybean, very tiny indeed.
He wanted to reach out and touch it, but Li Hengsheng found that it seemed to be perpetually out of reach.
"Only the size of a soybean?" Li Hengsheng emerged from the darkness, frowning as he spoke.
"My Divine Soul is the same, just the size of a soybean," Xu Muhai said with a smile. "Even though some martial artists’ Divine Soul might undergo changes, the end result is at most the size of an apricot, never larger."
"So, for us martial artists, while the Divine Soul is important, the requirements to reach the Divine Soul Realm aren’t that high. Painters are different; their path is through soul cultivation, where the stronger their Divine Soul cultivation, the stronger they become personally."
"But I’ve heard painters can use our martial artists’ moves, even learning cultivation techniques just by seeing us perform them once. Is that true?" Li Hengsheng couldn’t help but ask.
"That’s correct," Xu Muhai nodded. "It’s almost like that. Though there’s some exaggeration in the saying, the general idea is correct."
"How is that possible? If they don’t cultivate in the Martial Dao, they don’t have True Essence. How can they perform moves?" Li Hengsheng found this question somewhat baffling.
"That’s the advantage of a strong Divine Soul. A powerful Divine Soul can substitute for the power of True Essence, so painters can simulate a martial artist’s moves just by observing them."
Xu Muhai sighed, "But painters are not omnipotent. They can indeed mimic martial artists’ moves, but the requirements on their Divine Soul are extremely stringent, and they can’t simulate top-tier martial arts. So while painters are formidable, their achievements are limited. Even the strongest painters with the title of Painting Immortal can’t compare their Martial Dao cultivation with a martial artist equivalent to a terrestrial deity."
"It still feels like cheating, though."
Li Hengsheng sighed softly, "To learn just by seeing once—painters are incredible. Even if they can’t learn the most powerful martial arts, that’s already remarkable. Besides, among us martial artists, how many can truly attain the terrestrial deity level?"
With that, Li Hengsheng looked at Xu Muhai and said, "Moreover, I heard that the person who recently broke into the Mountain Ancient Land was a painter. It’s said that he even learned the ’Five Extremes Seal’ from the Mountain Ancient Land, which is considered a very powerful martial art. For him to learn it, I say painters really have a significant advantage."
Listening to Li Hengsheng, Xu Muhai could hardly suppress a bitter smile.
"Painters do have advantages, but the requirements to become a painter are extremely high. Those qualified are one in a million, and the cultivation of the Divine Soul is even harder than our martial cultivation. Achieving the status of a High-Level Painter, let alone a Painting Saint, is as rare as a phoenix’s feather."
"As for the ’Five Extremes Seal’ from our Mountain Ancient Land, not just any painter can simulate it. It’s just an exceptional case."
Finishing his words, Xu Muhai muttered in his heart: Who would have thought anyone could be as abnormal as your father?
Casting the ’Five Extremes Seal’ with such ease, damn it, even more skillfully than me.
Li Hengsheng nodded, half-believing.
Having received the answer about the Sword Following Heart from Xu Muhai, Li Hengsheng returned to Cyan Rain Mountain. Even though Xu Muhai said it was unlikely, Li Hengsheng still wanted to try reaching the realm of Gun Following Heart.







