Day after day of meditation is like ants gnawing at a tree, seemingly insignificant, yet capable of creating miracles over time.
In the dead of night, Ron sat cross-legged alone in the most secretive Meditation Room of the workshop.
Two blue candle flames burned quietly before him, their flames motionless in the windless environment, emitting a faint glow.
This was a meditation environment specially designed for the "Star Eater’s Ravings", capable of maximizing the shielding of external disturbances and enhancing the spiritual resonance with the "Starry Sky".
The air in the room was fresh and pure, infused with special magic potions, aiding in the concentration and release of Spiritual Power.
With a deep breath, Ron slowly closed his eyes, allowing his Spiritual Power to extend outward like threads.
"Star Eater’s Ravings" had already become an important part of his daily cultivation.
At least twice daily deep meditation had made him more and more familiar with the process, even beginning to look forward to the wondrous feeling of contact with the boundless starry sky.
The Meditation Technique operated in his mind, with Spiritual Power flowing quietly and deeply like a dark river.
This was already his third meditation today, each lasting an hour, and over time, the speed of his Spiritual Power’s enhancement showed a clear accelerating trend.
As his Spiritual Power spread, Ron felt an unprecedented sense of pressure.
The living stars that once quietly floated in the starry sky seemed to now have purpose, gently converging towards his Spiritual Core.
"This feeling..." Ron’s thoughts slightly wavered, but soon returned to calmness.
His spiritual consciousness had gradually left his body, floating in that familiar dark starry sky.
Surrounding him were countless twinkling stars, their light brighter than ever, almost dazzling.
Unlike the previous calm observation, these stars now seemed to tremble slightly, like living creatures writhing.
Amidst the trembling, faint whispers could be heard.
[Star Eater’s Ravings Experience Points +1]
[Current Progress: Star Eater’s Ravings (Proficient 291/300)]
"Just one more..." Ron’s heart stirred slightly but he maintained a calm meditative posture on the surface.
Only nine experience points away from a breakthrough, which meant—in a few weeks, he could push the Meditation Technique to the next realm, laying the foundation for the ultimate breakthrough in truth.
However, as the depth of meditation increased, these abnormal phenomena also became more evident.
He knew this signified that he was about to break through to the next stage of "Star Eater’s Ravings".
According to Lady Allen’s description, it should be an upgrade from proficiency to Master Level, a qualitative leap.
As the experience points increasingly approached the critical point, those whispers grew clearer.
They seemed like murmurings from the depths of the starry sky, both strange and carrying an indescribable sense of intimacy, as if they were revealing some ancient secret to Ron.
At first, it was just sporadic whispers, akin to the rustle of wind through leaves, fleeting and intermittent.
But now, those ravings had become clear and continuous, like dozens of voices whispering simultaneously, with content obscure yet bearing a kind of enticing rhythm.
——And that feeling of being watched.
Ron could clearly perceive that in the depths of meditation, countless eyes were watching him, scrutinizing him, evaluating his worth.
It wasn’t ordinary observation but a greedy, craving gaze, as if he were a delicacy about to be savored.
When his consciousness delved into the depths of meditation, the vista of the starry sky would automatically unfold in his mind—an endless darkness dotted with countless stars.
These stars were no longer static points of light but living entities; they pulsed, breathed, and even...hungered.
At times, Ron could even see the textures on the star surfaces, like the blood vessels or nerves of a gigantic creature, pulsating continuously, conveying some unknown information.
"Huff..."
Ron slowly opened his eyes, the cold sweat on his forehead already soaking his hairline.
As the Meditation Technique gradually approached its peak, the gaze of those stars became increasingly undisguised, almost transforming into a tangible pressure.
He could feel the trembling in the depths of his soul, a primal reaction when facing an existence far beyond his own level.
"Worse than before."
Ron muttered softly to himself, wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand.
Despite the discomfort during the process, he was still satisfied with the overall progress of his meditation.
"Star Eater’s Ravings" is after all the prelude to a Crown Level Meditation Technique, and its difficulty and risk are naturally extraordinary.
However, this accumulation of spiritual contamination was already starting to affect his daily state.
Even outside of meditation periods, Ron could often hear those faint whispers, as if they had left a permanent mark on his soul.
"The time has come."
Ron stood up, tidied his slightly disheveled robe, and walked toward the door.
Leaving the Meditation Room, he came to the workshop’s main hall.
At this time, Lily should be studying in the library.
Sure enough, when he gently pushed open the library door, he saw the girl sitting at the desk.
She was diligently studying a heavy tome on Magic Potion Making, her bangs appearing slightly disheveled from prolonged reading.
Hearing the door open, Lily immediately raised her head.
Seeing Ron, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, but she quickly turned respectful:
"Teacher, is there anything you need?"
"I noticed you haven’t rested yet and wanted to ask if you’ve encountered any problems in your studies."
Ron walked to her side, his tone calm.