Master Iroh looked at Tong.
"Very very good. You have exceeded my expectations." He said while stroking his beard.
"Really?!" Tong said in excitement.
"Indeed. To control earth without Qi should normally be impossible. You have great potential. Now, try doing the same thing, but add Qi during the process." Master Iroh said.
Tong nodded and got into position. He repeated the same movements as before, but this time, attempted to put Qi into the earth during the process. Unfortunately, he miserably failed.
Tong turned around, scared that Master Iroh would be disappointed.
"Do not worry, Tong. It is not unexpected to fail on your first try. It is the effort that you put in afterwards that shows your true character." Master Iroh said.
Tong nodded with glee.
Over the next 24 hours, Tong practiced under Master Iroh's instruction until he successfully added Qi to his earth manipulation.
The size of the pillar of earth that came out did not change, but it was many times stronger than before.
While Tong was still excited, Master Iroh led him away from the cliff and back to the cave. When they arrived, Master Iroh sat across from Tong and began to speak.
"I have seen the earth side of your talent. It is incredible, and in the future, we will continue to hone it." Master Iroh said. "Now, we will begin the spiritual part of your talent. Drink this."
Master Iroh held out a cup of tea for Tong to drink.
"I've made this with special methods. Consuming it will allow you to essentially enter your mind. Inside there, you will find the answers we seek." Master Iroh explained.
Tong nodded and quickly gulped down the tea. Then, under Master Iroh's guidance, he began to meditate against the cave wall.
Soon, he fell into a trance, and moments later, he woke up in an endless dark void. Although he was in an unfamiliar place, he felt calm, as if he was at a loving home.
As he looked around the endless void, he spotted what appeared to be a boy his age sitting down and covering his head with his hands. His knees were also covering his face and his body was turned away from Tong.
Out of curiosity, Tong began to walk towards the boy while speaking.
"Hello. Can you hear me?" Tongs voice echoed. There was no response.
As he got closer, he could make out some mumbling from the boy.
Soon, Tong was within touching distance, and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.
"Hello. Who are y—-." He began to say, until the boy quickly turned around and screamed at Tong.
The boy's face was full of blood and rage.
Tong jumped in shock, and suddenly appeared back in the cave with Master Iroh.
"Welcome back, Tong." Master Iroh said.
Tong had cold sweat on his body as he spoke. "What was that, Master Iroh? The boy's face was exactly the same as mine, but he did not feel like me."
"That was a part of your talent. Simply put, you have two personalities, or souls. One, you. The other, that boy you saw. He has the same memories as you, but he is filled with hatred and rage." Master Iroh said.
"Master Iroh, if he is another me, then can we bring him out. Even if he is filled with rage, we can just calm him down, right?" Tong asked.
"Perhaps I misspoke. He is not exactly filled with hatred and rage, he is hatred and rage. There is no saving him, for taking away his hatred and rage would cause him to cease to exist. If you do not control him, then he will take over your body. Like everything else, he hates you as well." Master Iroh explained.
"I understand, Master Iroh, but I would still like to try. Both you and my mother have told me that kindness is the way. I feel I should not simply abandon a part of me because he was born bad." Tong said.
"Haha. It seems you truly are a good soul. Fear not, as long as I am around, nothing can harm you." Master Iroh said, assuring Tong.
For the next few days, Tong and Master Iroh practiced his earth talent at day, and his spiritual talent at night.
And so began the journey of Ying Xiong and his most talented disciple.
Meanwhile, Zhou Fan was still doing his own thing.
"It's about time I begin to cultivate again." Zhou Fan said to himself.
He was interested in the growth of another cultivator with talent almost at the same level as Ying Xiong, but he could not watch forever. He still had his own duties to attend to.
Zhou Fan crossed his legs and began to cultivate. As expected, the length of each session was extremely long.
Zhou Fan only stopped cultivating 8.1 billion years later, his longest seclusion yet by far, after reaching the peak of the true god realm.
Perhaps only Ying Xiong could somewhat disregard such a long amount of time.
His one seclusion lasted nearly a fifth of a lesser dao creation realm cultivator's lifespan.
Ying Xiong had successfully nurtured Tong to success and cultivated for a long time. He had reached the 3rd level of the inner world realm, as cultivating took even him a large amount of time now.
If not for the river of cultivation, he may have gone faster, but that was the price he had to pay.
Ying Xiong had also created the Cosmic sect. It was a sect exclusively for those with talent that Ying Xiong would consider worth nurturing. So far, the only other member was Tong, who had reached the peak of the lesser dao creation realm.
Tong had become an old man himself, but he still treated Ying Xiong as his revered Master Iroh, although he had discovered the truth long ago.
Ying Xiong was satisfied with the "youth", as he was perhaps the most loyal person in the universe.
On this day, the cosmic sect welcomed a visitor.