176: Chapter 176 This subtle dependence needs to be changed.

Today, Lin Yun thought that he couldn't keep relying on this method and wanted to kick this "bad habit."

He tried to enter the Micro-Perception state without relying on visualizing things, using only the method taught by Shen Qingqiu.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't calm his mind and was always unable to touch that mysterious, profound state.

Facing Shen Qingqiu's questions, Lin Yun could only be vague:

"Revered Master, I... I seem to have lost the feeling from before; my mind just won't settle down."

Shen Qingqiu frowned, thought for a moment, and said:

"Don't panic. Discard distracting thoughts and find that feeling again..."

"Regardless of how you entered it before, just find that feeling first."

Lin Yun felt helpless; it seemed he would have to use the old method again today.

Find that feeling again...

What other feeling could it be? Naturally, it was imagining Shen Qingqiu.

Imagining her wearing that sharp professional attire, imagining her cold yet majestic aura, imagining the warmth and faint fragrance that drifted over when she was close at hand...

Then, merging her with the way his wives looked at night...

Lin Yun closed his eyes.

In his mind, Shen Qingqiu's figure began to emerge.

That upright posture, that cold face, the slightly open collar of her shirt, the perfect curves outlined by her tight-fitting skirt...

Then, the image began to change.

She smiled slightly, no longer looking cold and distant.

She walked up to him, reached out, and gently stroked his cheek.

She leaned into his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, and whispered softly with a voice tinged with a hint of seduction—

"Husband..."

Strangely enough, after just a moment, that familiar ethereal feeling descended once again.

The Micro-Realm arrived right on schedule.

Lin Yun opened his eyes abruptly, a sharp light flashing in them!

The Qi around his body instantly became condensed and transparent, as if his entire being had become "clear."

Shen Qingqiu's pupils contracted slightly.

He succeeded?

Just like that?

She clearly hadn't done anything; she had only told him to find that feeling from before...

Lin Yun, however, couldn't care less about her surprise and immediately immersed himself in the Micro-Perception state, beginning to perceive, realize, and familiarize himself with it.

He was too familiar with this feeling.

Every time he entered it, it was while thinking of her.

Shen Qingqiu watched him quietly, a complex glint flashing in her eyes.

She vaguely sensed that Lin Yun's way of entering the Micro-Perception state seemed to be related to her.

After all, for the past few days, the two had been so close, and she had been using her Divine Thought to assist him in his Cultivate sessions every day.

Divine Thought was far stronger than any physical sense.

But she didn't point it out.

Everyone had their own unique "key."

Some relied on focus, some on combat, some on meditation...

What Lin Yun's key was didn't matter.

What mattered was that he could enter.

Half an hour later, Lin Yun exited the Micro-Perception state and exhaled a long breath of stale air.

Shen Qingqiu checked the time:

"I have a department meeting this afternoon and cannot accompany you. Continue to maintain this feeling and Cultivate on your own."

Lin Yun nodded: "Yes, Mentor."

Shen Qingqiu turned to leave. When she reached the door, her footsteps paused, but she didn't turn back.

"Lin Yun."

"Yes."

"...Cultivate well."

She pushed the door open and left, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Lin Yun watched her back disappear outside the door, his expression becoming complex.

He turned around, facing the empty classroom, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

How did it end up like this?

If he didn't think of her, he couldn't enter Micro-Perception.

If he thought of her, he could.

What was this?

He took several deep breaths, trying to cast aside distracting thoughts and focus on Cultivate.

But no matter how hard he tried, as long as Shen Qingqiu's figure wasn't in his mind, that mysterious feeling refused to descend.

He tried once, failure.

Twice, failure.

Three times, still failure.

But as soon as he began to imagine her.

Imagining her cold face, imagining her majestic aura, imagining the warmth and faint fragrance when she was close at hand, imagining her moving appearance after merging with his wives.

Hum! Micro-Perception descended!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his expression both excited and helpless.

What was exciting was that he could indeed enter it "actively."

What was helpless was that this "active" entry required relying on imagining Shen Qingqiu.

If she were to find out...

Lin Yun didn't dare to think further.

...

Evening.

Lin Yun returned to the Lin Family Villa with a heart full of frustration.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Yingxue came to greet him.

She saw at a glance that his mood was off.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

"Was today's Cultivate not going well?"

Lin Yun looked at this wife who understood him best, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to start.

Su Yingxue blinked, suddenly hugged him, leaned into his ear, and lowered her voice to say:

"Husband, were you thinking of your 'Revered Master' when you were in Micro-Perception?"

Lin Yun's body stiffened, and he looked at her in disbelief.

Su Yingxue stood on tiptoe, smiled, and kissed the corner of his lips, her eyes full of understanding:

"Can Husband's little thoughts really hide from me? I am the person who understands you best."

Lin Yun's old face flushed, and he simply told her the truth.

He told her everything about his frustration of only being able to enter the Micro-Perception state by visualizing Shen Qingqiu.

"I don't know what's going on either... On the first afternoon, I was thinking about what she taught me, and as I thought about it, I entered the Micro-Perception state."

"Later I discovered that as long as I think of her, I can enter. If I don't think of her, I can't."

Lin Yun sighed:

"Today I wanted to break this habit, but I couldn't enter even once. In the end, I had to keep thinking of her..."

After hearing this, Su Yingxue was not angry at all; instead, she smiled even more gently, kissed him on the lips again, and said with a certain tone:

"Husband, don't worry, leave it to me. I have a way to help you break this 'bad habit'."

Lin Yun was full of confusion: "Leave it to you? You have a way for this kind of thing?"

The triggering of Micro-Perception relied entirely on one's own mind and realization; he really couldn't figure out how Su Yingxue could help.

Su Yingxue smiled mysteriously and kept him in suspense: "Don't rush, you'll know in a moment."

She took Lin Yun's hand and walked toward the bathroom:

"Come, take a bath first and relax."

...

One hour later.

Lin Yun leaned back in the large bathtub, the warm water wrapping around his body, letting the day's exhaustion slowly dissipate.

He closed his eyes, but Shen Qingqiu's figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

This afternoon, he had successfully entered the Micro-Perception state three more times.

Each time it was by relying on thinking of her that he managed to enter.

If this continues, will it form a dependency?

In the future, when she isn't by his side, will he be unable to enter?

Just as he was thinking this, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Su Yingxue's voice came:

"Husband, are you done soaking? Come out~"

Lin Yun opened his eyes, stood up, put on his bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom.

In the room, the lights were soft.

Six figures stood side by side there.

Lin Yun's gaze swept over them, and then—he froze in place.

His eyes went wide.