Chapter 65 : If It Can Enhance Mental Strength, Why Isn’t This Meditation!

The meditation room seemed to have a solidified soundproofing spell.

With Spirit Vision, I could clearly sense the “sound” being blocked by a barrier.

There was even an anti-peeping spell?

But I didn’t know why my Spirit Vision could see through the anti-peeping spell.

Could my Spirit Vision already ignore such spells?

I walked back to the center of the meditation room, sat down heavily, and after some thought, decided to try again.

I wasn’t satisfied.

There was still plenty of time, and I had paid for it!

Even if I ended up sleeping and dreaming here, I had to make use of the time.

It was just a day’s wages spent, but I couldn’t let it be meaningless.

As I meditated again, though I didn’t activate Spirit Vision, it felt like I had opened Pandora’s box.

The “dream” seemed to cling to me.

After relaxing my body and emptying my mind, I followed the meditation steps from the book, methodically probing.

But somehow, I always ended up in a dream without realizing it.

This was too strange.

At this moment, I sat cross-legged in the dream, thinking of solutions.

I couldn’t stay trapped here forever, could I?

Would my path to the supernatural end here?

I was definitely not okay with that.

Super not okay!

Why could all the seniors here meditate, while I was just dreaming?

And except for the first time when I saw the seniors, after realizing I was in a dream, I never saw them again.

It was as if no other consciousness could appear in my dream.

“Meditation Space can be used for meditation, Mental Space can be used for meditation, Dream Space can be used for meditation… can it?”

At this point, I could barely care about what I was saying.

When I realized it, I suddenly understood I had said something incredible.

If I could enhance my mental strength and refine mental strength threads in the Dream Space, what was the difference from meditation?

There was no difference, right?

Maybe my approach was wrong from the start.

I shouldn’t be focused on continuing to meditate in this state but on enhancing my mental strength!

I calmed my excited emotions and recalled the contents of the books I had read.

They mentioned how to refine mental strength threads and how to enhance mental strength as a byproduct.

First, you have to enter a meditative state, then sense the tangible existence of mental strength, capture your own mental strength, and only then proceed with refinement.

Could I really capture my mental strength in this state?

I couldn’t feel it at all…

I looked around in confusion at the ethereal scene, blurred from my lack of focus.

Finding mental strength sounded too abstract, didn’t it?

How would I know what mental strength looked like?

In this state, I couldn’t even detect its existence, could I?

After all… this was… a dream.

I crossed my arms again, pondering possible solutions, and finally decided to use Spirit Vision.

Though in the dream, Spirit Vision seemed meaningless for everything here, with information gradually fading.

But that didn’t mean there was no information.

If Spirit Vision could see information, it proved the dream’s existence was “meaningful” in the Inner World, meaning the dream was real, just existing in an abstract way I didn’t understand.

And I happened to experience the dream’s existence in a way I didn’t comprehend.

After peeling back the information my subconscious had blocked, I realized the dream contained far too much information I had ignored.

Most importantly, I found the “mental strength” information I was seeking.

Among the myriad information, it was so abstract yet so obvious.

Because everything I could perceive here, everything I saw, was constructed by mental strength!

“This is mental strength?”

My fingers pressed against the wall, my tone shifting from doubt to certainty.

At that moment, the solid wall felt like it was held between my two fingers, as if I were peeling it apart layer by layer.

This was the first time I so intuitively felt the existence of mental strength.

Amid my excitement, I kept recalling the book’s description of how to refine mental strength.

“Be mine!”

Like a chuunibyou, I shouted loudly in the dream, as if the words focused all my energy, breaking the false illusions my mental strength had created.

At this moment, my vision distorted, and everything seemed to be dragged and warped by me.

With Spirit Vision’s aid, I could more directly sense the changes in my mental strength.

It was as if the shift in my cognition forged the final result of refinement.

I seemed to return to that empty, void Dream Space.

But there were still scattered, fragmented images, like broken mirrors reflecting familiar scenes.

At this moment, something appeared in my hand.

It was like a thread.

I pinched it with my fingers, stretched it out, and presented it before me.

Even though I wanted to see it clearly, it was as if it made me nearsighted, unable to discern its true form.

Ethereal yet solid.

Two opposing qualities existed in the same entity.

Was this the standard mental strength thread described in the book?

Looking at the scattered, fragmented images around me, struggling to piece together a complete scene, did that mean the “mental strength” I couldn’t control was more than a single standard unit?

So my current mental strength was just barely enough to refine one thread?

If my mental strength wasn’t enough, refining a thread could fail?

This was worth celebrating.

I let go of the mental strength thread.

At this moment, the thread and the mental strength influenced by my subconscious were distinctly different.

This thread was now freely controlled by my conscious will.

I could even make it construct a detailed dream environment according to my thoughts.

As for how to enhance mental strength… that was a good question.

The Witch Meditation Method had relevant content, but its description wasn’t very clear.

After all, enhancing mental strength limits was a byproduct of the method, and it mentioned that methods to enhance mental strength could vary by individual.

But I understood that mental strength wouldn’t come from nothing.

There had to be a way to enhance it.

Mental strength was my own attribute, so it came down to training my will, tempering it, and other methods to improve it.

Practicing repeatedly here, expending effort to continuously improve and strengthen mental strength, was indeed a way to enhance it.

But wasn’t this method too tedious?

I manipulated the mental strength thread to create a magnificent dreamscape.

It was very mentally draining, and though the improvement in mental strength wasn’t obvious, it was visible.

It seemed I’d need to accumulate results over time.

I slowly emerged from the dream.

Since I had proven I could do what meditation could in a dream, there was no need to continue.

The earlier attempt had already drained my energy significantly.

Fatigue was almost swallowing my consciousness.

My body felt like it had undergone intense physical labor, unable to muster any spirit.

At that moment, the faint fragrance of the incense wafted over.

What had merely smelled pleasant before now felt like a divine remedy soothing my mind!

So this was the true role of the incense…

It really helped with meditation.

Thinking back, the faint fragrance seemed to have accompanied me all along, but I hadn’t noticed it in the dream.

Realizing this, I was struck with clarity.

This incense was worth every penny.

It was the taste of a whole day’s work, after all.

But that wasn’t the point anymore.

The incense seemed to have burned out.

My hand rested on the burner, feeling only a trace of lingering warmth.