9. Chapter 9: The First Soul Ring (Part 1) Chapter 9 The First Soul Ring (Part 1)
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Feng Xiaotian has been training outside Hurricane Valley for a month. From not being able to stand steadily at the beginning,
he can now jog inside Hurricane Valley. It took him five days to be able to stand still at the entrance of Hurricane Valley. The reason for this speed is that Feng Xiaotian's stance is different from the horse stance of this world, which makes him stand more stable.
Feng Xiaotian passed Qin Qiuyue's test by standing still for an hour.
Being able to stand steadily for an hour is excellent enough.
After standing, the next step is walking. He needs to maintain a stable posture while walking and not be affected by the hurricane. First, he walks slowly, then he walks fast, and finally he jogs.
It took him twenty days to be able to run freely. In the last five days, Qin Qiuyue added difficulty for him by making him wear a piece of clothing. This clothing was a bit too big and would be blown away by the wind if he was not careful. This
further increased the wind resistance and made running more strenuous. The last five days were also very difficult, and being blown away was a common occurrence.
Every day, Feng Xiaotian was basically training to his limit. From the second day after he went to Hurricane Valley, his family's meals improved significantly, consisting of various tonics and supplements.
Although he was exhausted every day, he could recover to his best condition the next day. Feng Xiaotian didn't know how much these things cost, but he knew they were certainly substantial.
He didn't ask too many questions, simply enjoying the food when he returned home each day. He knew his parents had prepared it especially for him, and he didn't want to disappoint them.
His parents were high-ranking members of the academy, one a Soul Saint and the other a Soul Emperor; Feng Xiaotian believed they had the resources. The only way
he could repay his parents was to train even harder and not waste their kindness.
Thirty days of relentless training had made Feng Xiaotian's body at least twice as strong as before, and his physique was beginning to take shape.
Now, his physical strength far surpassed that of his peers, and it was time for him to obtain a Soul Ring and become a true Soul Master.
Feng Xiaotian had been waiting for this day for a long time. In the morning, Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue took Feng Xiaotian to the Soul Hunting Forest, the closest forest to Divine Wind City.
In the past month, his three companions who awakened at the same time also made progress, each leveling up. Two reached level eight in soul power, and one had already reached level nine, which was a decent pace. Becoming a soul master was also a matter of time. The Soul
Hunting Forest was about two hundred kilometers away from Divine Wind City. Feng Qingyuan hired a carriage and set off with some dry rations.
Originally, according to Feng Xiaotian's suggestion, they could have run all the way there, which would have been a good way to exercise. However, Qin Qiuyue refused and also made a request to Feng Xiaotian that he could not go to Hurricane Valley to cultivate for the next month.
The intensity of this month's training was too high. Although he had eaten a lot of supplements every day, such high-intensity training would not be beneficial in the long run.
Feng Xiaotian understood that cultivation needed to be balanced.
The carriage was not moving very fast, and it was almost evening when they arrived at Soul Hunting Town. This was not a good time to hunt soul beasts.
They found a nice hotel in Soul Hunting Town and checked in.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but ask, "Dad, which spirit beast do you think would be best for my first spirit ring?"
Feng Qingyuan smiled and replied, "We've already considered it. There are three spirit beasts in this Soul Hunting Forest that would suit you best."
"Which three?" Feng Xiaotian asked curiously.
"Although your Devouring Wolf is incredibly mysterious, from the surface, your spirit attribute is predominantly wind-based. Therefore, this time we need to hunt spirit beasts with wind attributes or high agility."
"Based on my analysis, the three types of spirit beasts are the Lightning Leopard, the Gale Wolf, and the Nether Serpent. The first is incredibly fast, like lightning, and has great stamina. The second is the Gale Wolf, which has the same attributes as our Gale Demon Wolf, making it arguably the best spirit beast. The last one is the Nether Serpent, whose speed is strong in its explosive power; in terms of speed and power burst, it surpasses the Lightning Leopard, but its speed endurance is much weaker." "
However, the Gale Wolf combines the advantages of both, so our primary target is the Gale Wolf," Feng Qingyuan analyzed.
Feng Xiaotian agreed, finding it quite reasonable. After all, as the vice principal of a high-level spirit master academy, he had this much knowledge.
"Dad, what's the maximum number of years of spirit beasts I can absorb now?" Feng Xiaotian asked. He couldn't hunt spirit beasts alone; honestly, the number of years of spirit rings he could absorb was ultimately up to his parents.
Feng Qingyuan pondered for a moment before replying, "The longest I've seen someone absorb a first spirit ring is over two hundred years old. That person's physical strength is clearly inferior to yours. I think Xiaotian, you can absorb a spirit ring up to three hundred years old."
He originally wanted to say four hundred years, but then he remembered that he had never heard of anyone whose first spirit beast could absorb a four-hundred-year-old spirit ring. He worried that they wouldn't be able to withstand the power of the spirit ring and would explode. To be conservative, he said three hundred years.
"Three hundred years? Can't it be more?" Feng Xiaotian wondered. His plan was to reach the limit of his first spirit ring, at least around four hundred years.
However, his father, Feng Qingyuan, didn't seem optimistic, and he wasn't sure if his body could withstand such a surge of spirit power.
But he wanted to try. He had been training relentlessly for years, and this past month he had been cultivating even more intensely, all in preparation for absorbing the strongest spirit ring.
Seeing Feng Xiaotian's disappointment, Qin Qiuyue said, "Son, don't worry. A three-hundred-year-old soul beast is already quite powerful. When your father and I first absorbed soul beasts, they were all less than two hundred years old."
"Dad, Mom, I want to try a four-hundred-year-old soul beast. Please promise me." He wouldn't be satisfied if he couldn't even reach the limit of his first soul ring.
Hearing their son's request, the two fell silent. Feng Xiaotian was the strongest six-year-old they had ever seen, even stronger than some ten-year-olds.
"I think our son can absorb a four-hundred-year-old soul ring," Qin Qiuyue suddenly said.
"That's great! Thank you, Mom!" Feng Xiaotian excitedly hugged Qin Qiuyue.
"Qiuyue, that's too risky," Feng Qingyuan still disagreed.
For the past month, Qin Qiuyue had been protecting their son's cultivation, allowing him to witness Feng Xiaotian's hard work once again. He believed his son could handle a four-hundred-year-old soul beast.
"Don't worry, I believe in Xiaotian. He's a child who knows his limits. Four hundred years is four hundred years. Don't forget our son is a genius; we can't compare him to others," Qin Qiuyue replied.
Finally, persuaded by Qin Qiuyue and Feng Xiaotian, he agreed to his suggestion to absorb a four-hundred-year-old soul ring.
That night, Feng Xiaotian suffered from insomnia. It would be a lie to say he wasn't excited; any transmigrator at this point would likely feel the same way.
He didn't believe the protagonists in those novels from his previous life who suddenly changed their personalities upon arriving in another world. He didn't believe that any nobody from his previous life would become a calm, composed, and wise person in this new world.
To reach where he was today, besides his inherently strong physical talent, he had only achieved one thing: hard work, nothing more.
Possessing the fist blade only gave him advantages in soul skills and combat; it didn't instantly make him an overpowered being in this world. One must eat one bite at a time, and cultivation requires taking one step at a time.
Aside from the soul skills granted by the fist blade and some special abilities of the Devouring Wolf, this book wouldn't portray the protagonist as overly abnormal. The protagonist's character steadily improves. Thank you to all the readers who have added this book to their collections and voted for it; your support is my motivation. During this new book period, I'll prioritize two updates a day—one in the morning and one in the evening. Recommendation votes are very important during this time, so I'd appreciate a little help. Thank you everyone!
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After the initial excitement, it was crucial to be in top condition the next day. Feng Xiaotian began to clear his mind, but even so, it took him an hour or two to fall asleep.
The next morning, upon waking, Feng Xiaotian rubbed his eyes. He hadn't
fallen asleep until late the night before, still quite excited. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the harder it was to sleep.
Seeing her son's state, Qin Qiuyue smiled and said, "You were a bit excited last night, weren't you? You didn't get enough rest."
Feng Xiaotian nodded in acknowledgment.
"It's alright, we were all the same back then. The first time we went hunting soul beasts, we were a bit excited. You'll get used to it after a few more times," Feng Qingyuan said, gently patting Feng Xiaotian's head.
After a quick packing, all three of them had spatial soul tools, which were very convenient.
Walking through the Soul Hunting Town, they found it bustling with activity.
"Our team is missing a control-type Soul Master to hunt thousand-year-old Soul Beasts. The pay
is ten gold Soul Coins a day." "Our team needs a power-attack-type Soul Master to hunt five-hundred-year-old Soul Beasts. The pay is eight gold Soul Coins a day."
"Do you need insect repellent powder? It's an essential item for Soul Hunting, only five silver Soul Coins a bag."
These vendors' calls reached Feng Xiaotian's ears. This was his first time in such a place. He hadn't even been to Shenfeng City in years, let alone the Soul Hunting Town; he'd practically never left Shenfeng Academy.
"Hunting Soul Beasts is usually done in a team. This is what ordinary Soul Masters do. Xiaotian, you're lucky. Although your father and mother aren't very strong, we can still help you until you reach level 80," Feng Qingyuan said proudly.
At only forty-six years old, he was already a level seventy-three Soul Saint. He had every right to be proud, and he believed that by the time his son reached level eighty, he would also be above level eighty.
This illustrates the importance of having a powerful family. In an ordinary family, even entering the Soul Hunting Forest is impossible; they face numerous restrictions, making it incredibly difficult to obtain a satisfactory soul ring. Those
who come to Soul Hunting Town are generally people of considerable strength, and no one dared to cause trouble along the way. They
arrived smoothly at the entrance to the Soul Hunting Forest.
A dozen well-armed soldiers stood at the gate.
"Where are your passes?" the captain asked, glancing at Feng Qingyuan. Two adults and a child—they must have brought a younger member of their family to hunt soul beasts or perhaps obtain soul rings.
Feng Qingyuan didn't have a token like a Grandmaster's; he only had a pass from the Spirit Hall. As the vice-principal of the Divine Wind Academy, obtaining a pass was easy for him.
The captain carefully checked Feng Qingyuan's pass, and after confirming it was correct, ordered the guards to open the gate to the Soul Hunting Forest.
Passing through the steel gate and entering the Soul Hunting Forest, the noisy sounds of Soul Hunting Town disappeared, and the air became exceptionally clear and pleasant.
Upon arriving at the Soul Hunting Forest, Feng Qingyuan didn't rush forward. Instead, he said, "This Soul Hunting Forest in Shenfeng City is considered below average. The oldest soul beasts here are only five thousand years old. So, Xiaotian can come here to hunt soul beasts when he reaches level 20, 30, or even 40."
In his eyes, obtaining a ten-thousand-year soul ring at level 40 was unrealistic.
This record was later broken by Tang San.
"I'll go first, Xiaotian, you in the middle, Qiuyue, you bring up the rear to prevent soul beast attacks," Feng Qingyuan instructed.
Honestly, having a Soul Saint and a Soul Emperor hunting soul beasts that are only a few hundred years old is a waste of their talents. Only if Feng Xiaotian were their son would they be so cautious.
This forest was like a primeval forest, filled with towering trees that would take several people to encircle.
The scenery was exceptionally beautiful, with exotic flowers and rare herbs. Aside from the powerful soul beasts within, such a forest would have been a 5A-level scenic spot in my previous life, with incredibly expensive entrance fees.
Enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, they also kept a close eye on their surroundings. Under the imposing presence of their parents, few spirit beasts approached. Even those that did were easily dealt with by Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue in a single move, without even using their spirit power, relying solely on their physical strength.
Every spirit master's body strengthens along with their spirit power; otherwise, how could they absorb those ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts in the later stages? Absorbing spirit rings mainly relies on the strength of one's own body, so the physical bodies of spirit saints and spirit emperors are already quite formidable.
After walking for about twenty minutes, they finally saw the kind of soul beast they wanted: the Netherworld Serpent.
"Dad, is this Netherworld Serpent okay?" Feng Xiaotian asked, looking at the small black snake on a tree trunk a few dozen meters away.
Feng Qingyuan shook his head and said, "No, this Netherworld Serpent is at most a hundred years old. A thousand years ago, Netherworld Serpents grew 10 centimeters every ten years. This one is at most a meter long; it's not old enough."
The Netherworld Serpent seemed to sense the aura emanating from Feng Qingyuan, glanced at him a few times, and then turned and ran away from the tree.
The three continued forward, heading deeper into the Soul Hunting Forest.
Meanwhile, Feng Qingyuan was also telling Feng Xiaotian some knowledge about soul beasts.
He had only briefly browsed the information about soul beasts that night and hadn't remembered much.
With Feng Qingyuan's explanation, he had learned a lot. Only when he truly arrived in the Douluo Continent could he appreciate its extraordinary nature; it wasn't something that could be fully understood simply by reading the plot.
The Soul Hunting Forest was far larger than Feng Xiaotian had imagined, and a day passed quietly.
They didn't encounter a suitable soul beast; either the age limit was too high, or it wasn't high enough.
The closest they came was a Gale Wolf, which was only just over three hundred years old.
Feng Xiaotian abandoned it; once a goal was set, he wouldn't easily change it. His first soul ring had to be four hundred years old—that was his minimum requirement.
As evening approached, they set up their tent to rest.
They scattered insect repellent powder around the tent, and Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue took turns keeping watch
that night. Having not slept well the previous night, Feng Xiaotian fell asleep early.
He didn't know how long he slept when the sounds of fighting woke him.
He saw his mother, Qin Qiuyue, beside him, while Feng Qingyuan stood outside the tent.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaotian asked.
"Nothing, someone is hunting soul beasts," Qin Qiuyue explained.
The sounds of fighting grew closer. Feng Qingyuan called out from outside, "Come out, everyone! Someone is hunting soul beasts and is coming this way."
Stepping out of the tent, they could see two soul masters attacking a two-hundred-year-old Netherworld Serpent in the darkness. Both were level twenty or higher Great Soul Masters, possessing two soul rings each. They
were also both equipped with two yellow soul rings. One was a female control-type soul master with a vine-type martial soul, and the other had a wind-type bird-beast martial soul.
The vine-type soul master had firmly controlled the Netherworld Serpent; it was incredibly fast, and they had chased it for a considerable distance before finally managing to subdue it.
Then, the bird-beast martial soul master used a soul skill, delivering a perfectly controlled punch to the serpent's vital point.
After the strike, the Netherworld Serpent was left with only a sliver of life.
"Xiaomei, quickly deliver the final blow," the control-type female soul master said.
A little girl, about eight or nine years old, dressed in pink, stepped out from the side, pulled out a dagger, and forcefully plunged it into the spot where she had just been attacked.
Having confirmed that the Netherworld Serpent had been killed, the female control-type Soul Master withdrew her Martial Soul.
Next, it was time for the little girl to absorb her Soul Ring. With the previous example in mind, Feng Qingyuan once again explained to Feng Xiaotian how to absorb a Soul Ring, as well as some precautions, reinforcing their knowledge once more.
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The little girl sat cross-legged beside the dead Netherworld Serpent, intending to absorb the soul ring. This final blow required her to kill the soul beast.
She had to absorb it within an hour, otherwise the soul ring would dissipate. Time was precious, and the little girl dared not waste a moment.
The two soul masters guarded the little girl, warily watching Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue.
In the Soul Hunting Forest, soul beasts were terrifying, but sometimes humans were more cruel than them.
An hour later, a rustling sound suddenly came from the distant bushes.
Something was approaching? Feng Qingyuan stared ahead; the three people opposite were very close, and the little girl had already begun absorbing the soul ring.
The two soul masters also noticed the anomaly and released their martial souls.
Being disturbed while absorbing a soul ring was a major taboo; one wrong move could lead to death by exploding.
Another Netherworld Serpent emerged from the bushes, seemingly furious, especially at the two-hundred-year-old Netherworld Serpent lying motionless on the ground in the distance, hissing loudly. It
rushed towards the little girl who was absorbing the soul ring like lightning.
"A little over four meters long, this is a Netherworld Serpent, a soul beast that's about 420 years old. Xiaotian, your soul ring is secured!" Qin Qiuyue said happily.
The three of them had been searching all day, and unexpectedly encountered it in the middle of the night.
"Xiaotian, Qiuyue, leave this soul beast to me," Feng Qingyuan said. He didn't even release his martial soul, taking a single step forward.
They were only about a hundred meters away from the Netherworld Serpent, and the controlling soul master there had already used vines to bind it.
This Netherworld Serpent seemed to have gone mad, struggling violently. The Netherworld Serpent was not venomous, but it was fast, agile, and had explosive power. The vines began to break under the constant struggle of the Netherworld Serpent.
"Keep going, you must hold it off so that Xiaomei can finish absorbing the soul ring," the male soul master said. This Netherworld Serpent was only thirty meters away from Xiaomei, who was absorbing the soul ring.
Combat was not suitable for the current situation. Once they released this Netherworld Serpent, it would be extremely difficult to control it again, especially at such a close distance.
For now, they could only keep the Netherworld Serpent firmly under control.
However, it seemed his companion's control skills were about to give way.
Crack!
Crack!
The vines were breaking and falling off.
The Nether Serpent seemed to know it was about to break free, coiling its body again, preparing for another burst of power to break free of the vines once more.
"Sun Hong, attack it quickly, it'll break free of control soon!" the female controlling Soul Master said.
In that instant, while the Nether Serpent was still under control, the male Soul Master leaped high into the air, his body emitting a pale yellow light, his Martial Soul attached to his fist.
He threw a punch at the Nether Serpent, but at that moment, the Nether Serpent broke free of control, instantly escaping his attack range.
The male Soul Master inwardly cursed; once the Nether Serpent unleashed its speed, he couldn't keep up.
The Nether Serpent's burst speed and power were exceptionally strong; his punch had already been thrown, and the momentum of his body made it even more impossible for him to catch up. He
could only watch helplessly as the Nether Serpent charged towards the little girl who was already absorbing her Soul Ring.
The female Soul Master once again used her vine Martial Soul to try and restrain the Nether Serpent.
Having just learned its lesson, the Netherworld Serpent was much smarter this time.
"This Netherworld Serpent is quite unusual; it seems to possess intelligence surpassing that of a four-hundred-year-old soul beast," Qin Qiuyue remarked calmly.
The two soul masters were truly in despair, for the Netherworld Serpent had already broken through their defenses, reached the little girl, and was preparing to bite her neck.
Just as they were in despair, Feng Qingyuan appeared and delivered a powerful kick to the Netherworld Serpent.
The Nether Serpent was kicked away, crashing heavily into a large tree. The tree trembled violently, shedding many withered leaves.
The serpent fell from the tree, leaving a snake-shaped crater in its wake. Feng Qingyuan checked it; thankfully, it wasn't dead.
The power of a level 73 Soul Saint was not to be underestimated. Feng Qingyuan's kick only used a small amount of soul power; he didn't use any soul skills. After all, his son, Feng Xiaotian, needed to kill the Nether Serpent; if he killed it, he would lose his soul ring.
The two Soul Masters breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.
Feng Xiaotian also knew his chance to obtain a soul ring had arrived.
He followed Qin Qiuyue and approached Feng Qingyuan.
"Thank you, senior," the two said respectfully as they approached Feng Qingyuan. To so easily defeat a 400-year-old soul beast without using any soul skills meant the person was at least a Soul King level expert.
Feng Qingyuan turned around and said, "It's nothing, no need to thank me. We're all here to hunt soul beasts, and this Netherworld Serpent just happens to be useful to us."
As they approached, the two finally saw Feng Qingyuan's appearance clearly.
"So it's Dean Feng! My name is Sun Hong, and this is Zhou Yuying. We are teachers from Shenfeng Junior Academy. We met you at the Shenfeng City Teacher Exchange Meeting before,"
Sun Hong said happily. Feng Qingyuan was a level 73 Soul Saint; no wonder he was so relaxed just now. With him around, they were definitely safe.
Shenfeng Academy was a large name, divided into junior, intermediate, and advanced levels in Shenfeng City, but each level was independent. Generally, only advanced soul master academies could be called Shenfeng Academy; the other two academies had to add "junior" and "intermediate" to their names.
"Oh, so you're from the junior academy. Is this your student?" Feng Qingyuan asked.
"Yes, this is Bai Xiaomei, our most talented junior student this year. She's eight years old and has a level six innate soul power," Zhou Yuying explained.
"I wonder if you've come here to absorb a soul ring, Dean?" Sun Hong asked.
Feng Qingyuan had requested that everyone present keep it a secret, so no one knew about Feng Xiaotian's awakening of his martial soul.
"That's right, they're here." Feng Qingyuan turned to look at Feng Xiaotian and Qin Qiuyue, who had arrived.
The two were shocked again upon seeing Feng Xiaotian. This child was at most six or seven years old, yet his first spirit ring required absorbing a 420-year-old spirit beast—something they seemed to have never seen before in the history of Douluo Continent.
After arriving, Feng Xiaotian didn't say much; he immediately took out a dagger and ended the life of the Netherworld Serpent.
"Have you remembered the techniques for absorbing spirit rings?" Feng Qingyuan asked again.
"I've remembered them clearly. May I begin?" Feng Xiaotian replied.
"Begin," Feng Qingyuan said.
After the Netherworld Serpent died, pale yellow light spots began to gather above its body, forming a circular yellow halo. Even without contact, the immense energy contained within could be clearly felt.
Feng Xiaotian sat cross-legged, focusing his mind on his martial soul.
Unleashing his Devouring Wolf Martial Soul, Feng Xiaotian was surprised to find that the wolf also wanted to devour the spirit ring and the spirit beast.
Feng Xiaotian wouldn't allow it, immediately communicating telepathically, "Don't devour this one. You'll be able to devour as much as you want later."
With Feng Xiaotian's command, the white wolf head obeyed and gave up the devouring attempt.
Under the influence of Feng Xiaotian's released soul power, the pale blue light slowly drew the Netherworld Serpent's spirit ring towards him.
The drawn yellow spirit ring arrived directly above Feng Xiaotian's head, then shrunk to the size of a bracelet and was placed on his left hand, encasing his Devouring Wolf Martial Soul.
Instantly, Feng Xiaotian felt as if his left hand was being burned by flames. A surge of intense energy rushed into his body, flowing to every part, burning him internally, as if his body was about to burst into flames.
Feng Xiaotian's body trembled violently; the impact of the spirit ring was simply too great.
He constantly reminded himself to stay alert; only in this way could he complete the absorption of the spirit ring as quickly as possible. The longer it dragged on, the greater the damage to his body would be, and the higher the chance of failure would be.
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Closing his eyes, Feng Xiaotian focused entirely on his task, as if he had instantly severed all connection with the outside world.
To absorb a soul ring, one must first be able to withstand its power.
Time slowly passed. Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue remained silent, carefully observing Feng Xiaotian.
The two teachers also went to check on their students.
After about ten minutes, the little girl over there had gotten up, having completed the absorption of her soul ring.
All five of them focused their attention on Feng Xiaotian, not daring to speak, for fear of disturbing his absorption of the soul ring.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was still enduring the impact of the soul ring's power, and after ten minutes, there was no sign of it diminishing.
Although Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue were extremely worried, they couldn't help him at all; absorbing the soul ring was entirely up to him.
Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth, enduring a double test of his body and willpower. He didn't know how much time had passed before the energy finally began to slowly weaken.
In his mind's eye, he seemed to see the Devouring Wolf Martial Soul. Under the influence of the Soul Ring, his Devouring Wolf Martial Soul began to change. The entire Martial Soul grew larger and more imposing. The two pale blue wolf heads gradually deepened in color, and the blue fur on its body became more clearly visible.
Then, the painful, burning energy gradually began to disappear, and he felt his soul power surge forth explosively, constantly increasing. This feeling was comforting.
Seeing Feng Xiaotian's pain disappear, everyone knew he had succeeded. He had successfully absorbed the 420-year Soul Ring, which should have set a record for the entire continent.
Although they didn't know who could surpass this, in the history of Douluo Continent as they knew it, Feng Xiaotian was the first.
The entire absorption process went relatively smoothly. Feng Xiaotian didn't stop, and his soul power gradually increased after absorbing the Soul Ring.
This cultivation lasted for several more hours, continuing until dawn. Sunlight filtered through the dense branches, casting dappled light on Feng Xiaotian's face.
Feng Xiaotian finally stopped, opened his eyes, and saw Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue waiting beside him. "
I actually cultivated until dawn, but I don't feel like I've cultivated for very long," he thought. He felt that after successfully absorbing the spirit ring, he had only cultivated for about an hour at most.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. After absorbing the spirit ring, my spirit power has increased quite a bit. Now my spirit power should be at least level twelve," Feng Xiaotian said.
He knew that Tang San had absorbed a four-hundred-year spirit ring and reached level thirteen, but when he introduced himself back at the academy, he said he was level eleven. It wasn't until the Spirit Hall test that he learned his spirit power had reached level thirteen. Feng Xiaotian wasn't sure if he was level thirteen, but he was definitely at level twelve.
"At least level twelve? Very good. It seems your hard work this past month hasn't been in vain," Qin Qiuyue said. The intensity of this month's cultivation was truly immense; even a ten-year-old child might not be able to withstand it, but Feng Xiaotian was only six years old. This was enough to prove his excellence.
And having absorbed a four-hundred-and-twenty-year-old spirit beast, a level two increase wasn't surprising.
"Son, usually our Gale Wolf's first soul skill is Wind Blade. Is yours different?" Feng Qingyuan asked, knowing his son's martial soul was a mutated one, so it might be different.
Feng Xiaotian smiled and said, "There is a difference. The first skill should be called Wind Blade Array, which can unleash multiple wind blades depending on the amount of soul power used."
This is the same as Feng Xiaotian's martial soul skill in the original story, Wind Blade Array.
At the same time, he released his martial soul, and a three-headed Devouring Wolf, twice his size, appeared behind him.
"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Array."
Feng Xiaotian roared, and with a wave of his hand, ten semi-circular wind blades flew out from his hand. The ear-piercing sound of wind blades cutting through the air rang out. Almost half of his soul power was consumed. As the number of wind blades increased, the soul power consumption also increased accordingly.
The ten wind blades struck ten cedar trees of different sizes.
The continuous impacts produced a cutting sound, and the wind blades swiftly sliced open large trees, severing smaller ones completely.
Feng Qingyuan, being a Gale Wolf, possessed Wind Blade as his primary soul skill, but he could only use one at a time, unlike Feng Xiaotian who could use multiple wind blades simultaneously.
Nodding in satisfaction, Feng Qingyuan said, "Not bad, much more powerful than a regular wind blade."
Although he hadn't obtained the best Gale Wolf soul ring this time, this 420-year-old Netherworld Serpent wasn't bad either.
It was somewhat regrettable that no soul bone appeared. Last night, Feng Xiaotian had heard Qin Qiuyue say that this Netherworld Serpent's intelligence was far beyond that of ordinary Netherworld Serpents, surpassing its expected lifespan.
He had originally hoped it might drop an external soul bone like Tang San's.
Even now, he hadn't sensed any soul bone. Luck is truly important; perhaps this Netherworld Serpent's lifespan was too young. If it were several thousand years later, perhaps a soul bone would appear on it.
"Let's go, we should go back to the academy. We've missed a lot of things lately, and the annual admissions will start again in a few days," Qin Qiuyue said. She had already missed a month and three days, accumulating a lot of things.
The annual admissions season was approaching, the busiest time for their academic affairs office.
"Huh? What about those three people?" Feng Qingyuan asked.
"Those three people you mentioned? They are teachers and students from Shenfeng Junior Academy. They've already gone back, but you'll see them soon," Feng Qingyuan said.
"See them?" Feng Xiaotian thought for a moment.
Then he exclaimed in surprise, "Dad, you're not going to make me go to the junior academy, are you?"
"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Feng Qingyuan said calmly.
"Son, you're six years old now. It's not good for you to always be by our side. You need to go out and meet more friends and classmates so you can grow up faster. Staying with your parents all the time will harm you," Qin Qiuyue explained.
She didn't want her son to leave them either, but a fledgling eagle will eventually become a soaring eagle. Her son was a genius and needed to be nurtured properly, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of character and emotional intelligence.
For the past six years, Feng Xiaotian has rarely played with children his own age, and he seldom goes out. His friends always drag him out, and he only goes out when she insists.
It could be said that he has a somewhat withdrawn and unsociable personality, which is quite worrying. His parents were quite concerned, which is why they decided it was necessary to send their son to a junior academy with many peers.
Logically, a level 12 Soul Master should be able to go to an intermediate academy, but those academies are mostly filled with children over 12, which isn't suitable for him.
"But wouldn't it be better if I cultivated at Shenfeng Academy?" Feng Xiaotian continued, wanting to join Shenfeng Academy directly after reaching level 20.
He understood Feng Qingyuan and Qin Qiuyue's good intentions. Could he say that his parents' worries were unnecessary? He couldn't say that; they probably wouldn't believe him anyway, given their behavior over the years.
Asking someone nearly thirty years old across two lifetimes to play house and role-play with four- or five-year-old kids? It was really difficult. Once or twice was fine, but more often would be embarrassing.
Feng Qingyuan looked at Feng Xiaotian and said seriously, "Xiaotian, while a Soul Master's individual strength is important, what one person can do is always limited. An excellent team is even more important, allowing us to accomplish greater things together."
Feng Xiaotian seemed unable to refuse their arrangement. Both of them were from the academy, emphasizing not only individual strength but also teamwork and cooperation.
This was probably a common trait among all academy teachers; he knew that attending the Divine Wind Elementary Academy was inevitable.
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Feng Xiaotian had to go to the Divine Wind Elementary Academy, but he hesitated for a moment.
They finally agreed that he could leave the academy once he reached level 20 and obtained a soul ring.
According to their plan, reaching level 20 would take at least four years, and four years of spending time with peers would be enough to change Feng Xiaotian.
Soul power cultivation was incredibly long; Tang San and Xiao Wu's speed was due to Tang San's high talent and the cheat-like Xuan Tian Gong technique.
Xiao Wu, being a 100,000-year-old soul beast, naturally wouldn't be lacking in cultivation.
Feng Xiaotian himself had considered whether he could reach level 20 or higher by the age of ten, because meditation cultivation on this continent was indeed too slow.
Without finding a way, he might end up at level 44, just like the original Feng Xiaotian, at the age of twenty-four.
"Let's go, we should leave too," Qin Qiuyue reminded them.
Without a goal, their departure was much faster, and the three returned to the Divine Wind Academy that very night.
...
Five days later, at the back mountain of the Divine Wind Academy.
These past few days, Feng Xiaotian cultivated at home at night and went to the back mountain of Shenfeng Academy for weighted training every morning, avoiding Hurricane Valley. In the afternoons, he went to the academy's library to research materials of interest.
While cultivating on the back mountain, he encountered some weak soul beasts, mostly around ten years old, which he used for practice. After killing them, he would let the Devouring Wolf absorb their power, but these soul beasts were simply too young to satisfy its needs.
Feng Xiaotian had no choice; he could only absorb more powerful soul beasts after he had gained sufficient strength.
After absorbing the soul ring, his physical strength increased once again. With ten-pound sandbags on each leg, he continuously ran up and down the back mountain, especially going uphill, which was the most physically demanding.
"Hey, that's a soul beast." Feng Xiaotian spotted a groundhog eating on the ground in the distance.
This was a groundhog soul beast over ten years old, about the size of an average adult cat in his previous life—a giant rat, to say the least.
Upon discovering it, Feng Xiaotian immediately rushed towards the groundhog, unleashing his fist blades. His passive ultimate skill immediately activated, increasing his speed by 20%.
The speed increased rapidly, and they soon reached the ground rat spirit beast. The ground rat, naturally alert, noticed Feng Xiaotian and tried to escape.
Feng Xiaotian immediately released his martial soul, unleashing a wind blade array that blocked the ground rat's escape routes.
"Secret Technique: Clone Attack," Feng Xiaotian whispered.
His fist blade pierced the ground rat, and simultaneously, an identical shadow appeared beside him, striking the ground rat with the same movements.
What should have been a single, fatal attack was instead struck twice by Feng Xiaotian.
This mere ground rat spirit beast, only a decade or so old, had already garnered Feng Xiaotian's attention with the spirit skills of his martial soul, the Devouring Wolf, along with his passive ultimate ability and newly acquired spirit skills.
Back at the academy, Feng Qingyuan tested him; his spirit power wasn't level twelve, but had reached level thirteen.
With the spirit rings, his fist blade gained a new skill:
the Secret Technique: Clone Attack. It allowed him to slash at the enemy with his fist blade while simultaneously summoning a shadow clone to randomly attack a nearby enemy, dealing the same amount of damage.
The clone attack has changed slightly; there's no longer a fixed damage value. The damage is determined by the power of the attack itself—the clone attack is as powerful as the user's attack.
There are fewer restrictions; the stronger the user, the stronger the attack. It's equivalent to using the soul power of one attack to perform two attacks.
Moreover, there are no limitations or cooldowns; the user can attack whenever they want, as long as they have enough soul power.
The Fist Blade's skills are truly impressive. Feng Xiaotian feels it's more like a soul bone appearing in the form of a martial soul. He's tested it these past few days; while using his martial soul, the Devouring Wolf, he can also use his Fist Blade simultaneously.
In his memory of the storyline, twin martial souls in Douluo Continent cannot be used simultaneously.
Yet he can. Could the Fist Blade really be a soul bone? A soul bone with numerous skills?
"Forget it, I'll stop thinking about it. Anyway, the Fist Blade has only brought me benefits so far," Feng Xiaotian muttered to himself. He
released the Devouring Wolf martial soul again to absorb the groundhog. Even a small mosquito is still meat; Feng Xiaotian understands the principle of accumulating small gains.
The reason he used all his soul skills was because he wanted to practice the coordinated use of these three soul skills.
At noon, Feng Xiaotian went home and ate some food that Qin Qiuyue had prepared beforehand. Tomorrow was the enrollment day, which was also his enrollment day, so he would be quite busy. Lunch had been prepared for him that morning.
After eating a simple meal and resting for a while, Feng Xiaotian went to the library of Shenfeng Academy.
"Xiaotian's here! What are you looking for today?"
The librarian was an elderly man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He used to be a teacher at Shenfeng Academy, but after growing old and frail, he came to the library to manage the academy's materials and books.
Feng Xiaotian had connections with his parents and could freely enter and leave the Shenfeng Academy library.
"Grandpa Zhao, I'm here to look at information about medicinal herbs," Feng Xiaotian said.
"Medicinal herbs? You're interested in that too? It's on the second floor, on the sixth shelf, seventh shelf. All the books about medicinal herbs are there," the elderly man surnamed Zhao replied with a smile.
"Thank you," Feng Xiaotian said, then went up the stairs to the second-floor library. "
Xiaotian is just like his father back then, so energetic and decisive," the elderly man surnamed Zhao smiled, looking kindly at Feng Xiaotian as he went upstairs.
Feng Xiaotian had been reading a lot of information about martial spirits and spirit beasts these past few days, as well as a lot of history from the Douluo Continent, gaining a great deal from it.
After today, he will be going to the Divine Wind Elementary Soul Master Academy, and will rarely have time to come here anymore. The conditions at the elementary soul master academy might not be as good as here.
Why is he looking at books about medicinal herbs? Feng Xiaotian had a sudden thought on the way here, while also pondering Tang San's path to becoming stronger, and then he thought of Dugu Bo's Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in Sunset Forest.
There are many good things inside, all of them are immortal-grade medicinal herbs.
In the future, these things will belong to Tang San, and will be of great help to him and his companions. Since he has come to Douluo Continent almost ten years earlier than Tang San, he should take everything inside.
Leave it to Tang San? Let him develop?
That's impossible, unless he has already reached the pinnacle of the continent, becoming a god-like existence. In that case, he doesn't need these things. He hasn't become strong yet, why
should he be a pushover? He will definitely not hesitate to take what he deserves and what he needs.
To obtain the things inside, he must understand immortal-grade medicinal herbs, and also understand their medicinal properties, some can be used, and some cannot.
Through reading novels, he learned that the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum was the martial soul of Chrysanthemum Douluo, and he could also recognize the Acacia Heartbreak Red.
This meant that the immortal-grade medicines Tang San knew about should have been recorded in this world, but they appeared very infrequently, and few people knew about them.
If he found the books recording these immortal-grade medicines, then he could utilize everything he knew in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.
The sixth and seventh bookshelves were a three-meter-high bookcase with six shelves, each containing about forty or fifty books, totaling no more than three hundred.
The foundation of an advanced soul master academy was indeed different; there were so many books on a single medicinal herb.
Starting from the bottom shelf, Feng Xiaotian began to browse through them one by one, looking only for records of immortal-grade medicines.
Feng Xiaotian was fast and searched purposefully, flipping through each book. He first browsed the table of contents, then focused on the parts that might be mentioned.
He didn't have much time, so he could only do this rough search. This was a sudden idea he had today; otherwise, he would have started looking several days ago.
He flipped through the books one or two floors at a time, but his height became an issue above the third floor, and he couldn't reach them.
Luckily, the library had a ladder, so he stood on it to read.
No one bothered him during this time; there were almost no other people looking at the medicinal herbs.
Four hours passed in the blink of an eye, and he had finished reading the first five floors. Only one book mentioned the words "immortal-grade" herbs, but only briefly; it stated that immortal-grade medicinal herbs existed, and the author himself had never seen them. Reaching the last
floor, Feng Xiaotian felt somewhat disappointed. Had no one really researched immortal-grade herbs? Such powerful, almost heaven-defying things couldn't possibly be undocumented.
On the sixth floor, he carefully flipped through each book, and suddenly he noticed what appeared to be a thin book at the very bottom of several books.
The books were all placed upright, and at the very back of these upright books, one book was buried under many others.
Standing on the ladder, he was looking down and could immediately see the book buried beneath it.
If he were looking up, he wouldn't have been able to spot it at all.
Moving the other books aside, Feng Xiaotian finally got a good look at this one. It was somewhat worn, covered in creases from the other books pressing against it. Turning it over, he finally smiled.
The cover of the book in his hand bore four large characters: *The Secret Records of Immortal Delicacies*.
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searching through over two hundred books in one afternoon, he finally found what he was looking for:
the Immortal Grade Secret Record. The name itself confirmed his search.
The thin book had about a dozen pages, the paper slightly yellowed, the writing unclear in some places, and parts missing.
The first page contained an introduction to the book.
The Immortal Grade Secret Record was written by a Soul Saint named Gu Yun, and it was over a thousand years old. Years ago, while hunting soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain soul rings, he discovered an ancient ruin.
However, this ancient ruin was completely empty; he couldn't find a single soul tool. Just as he was becoming somewhat disappointed, he discovered some murals on the walls of the ruin.
These murals actually recorded the rare and exotic plants of the continent, each a celestial grade, each with a different function.
Gu Yun, amazed, also recorded the celestial grade rare and exotic plants on the walls. Just as he was recording the seventh type, a soul beast at least ninety thousand years old, the Purple Cloud Dark Flower Python, appeared, forcing him to flee the ruin.
He then spent ten years searching for the rare and exotic flowers and herbs he had recorded, but no one had ever seen or heard of them.
He eventually gave up, concluding that the things depicted in the ancient ruins and murals were from ancient times and likely long since vanished.
Feng Xiaotian read the book very carefully, not missing a single word. It recorded seven kinds of rare and exotic flowers and herbs, but unfortunately, he had never heard of any of them.
In his memory, they weren't mentioned in the Douluo Continent novel either, and none of the rare and exotic herbs consumed by the Shrek Seven Devils were recorded here.
Perhaps this person named Gu Yun hadn't recorded them; a Soul Emperor facing a Soul Beast at least 90,000 years old was certainly no match, and could only flee.
He had seen the Purple Cloud Dark Flower Python in the Soul Beast descriptions; it was a ferocious Soul Beast that lived in darkness, only appearing on the ground at night and when it needed food.
It basically only needed to eat three times a year, making it extremely difficult to be discovered.
After reading, Feng Xiaotian put the book back, and another piece of paper appeared in his hand.
He tore out the last page of the book because it contained a rough map of the ruins.
The ruins contained a 90,000-year-old Purple Cloud Dark Flower Python, which was a bit troublesome. A thousand years had passed since the book was published, and it was hard to say whether the Purple Cloud Dark Flower Python was even a hundred thousand years old.
This piece of paper would be useful someday.
After restoring all the books, the sky gradually darkened. He hadn't expected to find such ancient books in Shenfeng Academy; the entire academy didn't even have a thousand-year history. He wondered who had placed them here.
"Grandpa Zhao, I've finished reading. Thank you." Feng Xiaotian left the Shenfeng Academy library.
"Xiaotian, welcome back anytime!"
Not long after Feng Xiaotian left, the old man whom Feng Xiaotian had just called Grandpa Zhao returned to where Feng Xiaotian had been reading.
He was holding the Immortal Item Secret Record that Feng Xiaotian had read that day, noticing the torn page, and sighed, "I never thought a family heirloom passed down for a thousand years would be obtained by a six-year-old child. I hope he can find the legendary immortal herbs and flowers in the future."
After saying this, he put the Immortal Item Secret Record into his soul tool.
The next day, at Shenfeng Junior Academy.
Not only Feng Xiaotian, but also Huang Yunxi, Du Qingqing, and Wang Lin enrolled. They hadn't yet reached level ten in their cultivation, but their parents had insisted they attend.
Unlike Shenfeng Advanced Soul Master Academy, which only accepted wind-type students, Shenfeng Junior Academy admitted anyone who had awakened a martial soul and possessed soul power, regardless of their martial soul's attribute.
The four of them successfully registered and were assigned dormitories.
Du Qingqing and Huang Yunxi shared a dormitory, while Wang Lin shared a room with Feng Xiaotian.
Feng Xiaotian had initially assumed that Shenfeng Junior Academy, like Notting Junior Academy, would have co-ed dorms, but it turned out that boys and girls were separated.
"Brother Xiaotian, have you already obtained your spirit ring?" Wang Lin asked.
Feng Xiaotian nodded in acknowledgment and said, "You're now an eighth-level spirit warrior, and the day you obtain your spirit ring isn't far off."
"My dad said that at my current cultivation speed, it'll probably take at least half a year to reach level ten,"
Wang Lin said, looking down somewhat dejectedly. He was far inferior to Feng Xiaotian in terms of talent. He looked at Feng Xiaotian and asked, "I wonder what kind of spirit beast your spirit ring is from, and what your spirit skill is?"
"The spirit beast is a Netherworld Serpent. As for the spirit skill, you'll find out when the time comes," Feng Xiaotian replied.
Their dormitory room number was 309, and it housed this year's freshmen. Six people shared a room, and there were already four people inside when they entered.
Upon seeing Feng Xiaotian and Wang Lin enter, one of the more robust children stepped forward and said, "You two arrived last and are ranked at the very bottom. For the first month of school, you'll be responsible for cleaning the dorms."
"What? You're making us sweep? Do you even know who we are?" Wang Lin protested indignantly.
"Disagree? This is the boss's decision. Do you know who the boss is?" The robust child pointed to another child sitting on the edge of the bed, a rather handsome-looking boy who seemed rather shrewd.
"Don't know? Who is he?" Feng Xiaotian said calmly.
"Even our boss doesn't know. He's Zhang Ruokun, the young master of the Shenfeng Trading Company in Shenfeng City. He awakened the Wind Demon Staff Martial Soul, and at less than seven years old, he's already a Soul Warrior Level Eight. Can you compare?"
"Soul Warrior Level Eight? Who isn't?" Wang Lin finished speaking and released his Martial Soul and Soul Power.
"Wang Lin, Martial Soul: Divine Wind Eagle, Level 8 Soul Master."
Zhang Ruokun, sitting on the bed, immediately changed his expression upon seeing Wang Lin's Divine Wind Eagle Martial Soul and the strength of his released soul power. He smiled and said, "You're the second oldest in this dormitory."
"Second oldest? And you?" Wang Lin asked.
"I'm definitely the oldest, don't worry, I'll look after you from now on," Zhang Ruokun said with a smile.
Wang Lin shook his head and said, "I'm second oldest, no problem, but the oldest position can only belong to Brother Xiaotian, none of you are worthy."
"What?" The others exclaimed in surprise, all looking at Feng Xiaotian, feeling that he didn't seem particularly special.
Feng Xiaotian didn't want to argue with these kids; taking it seriously would only make him seem low-level. He
immediately released his Martial Soul and said, "Feng Xiaotian, Martial Soul: Devouring Wolf, Level 13 Power Attack Soul Master, need some guidance?"
He directly revealed his level and soul power. Was he going to teach these brats a lesson? There was no need; revealing his Martial Soul strength was enough.
Moreover, once they arrive here, their martial spirits and strength will be revealed sooner or later; it's all the same anyway, so revealing them sooner will save some trouble.
"Greetings, Boss."
The moment Feng Xiaotian revealed his martial spirit, the four previously arrogant men bowed to him.
"Hmph, now you understand? You can only be the underlings, I'm the second-in-command, and that Zhang Ruokun, you're the third." Wang Lin said preemptively.
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Having established their positions in the dormitory, Feng Xiaotian chose his own bunk, selecting according to the dormitory's ranking.
He chose a relatively quiet bunk on the side.
"Brother Xiaotian, I've decided, I'll follow you from now on," Wang Lin whispered, sleeping in the bunk next to Feng Xiaotian.
"Really? Being my little brother means you'll have to suffer," Feng Xiaotian teased, knowing they were both young and shouldn't take things too seriously.
Wang Lin, however, remained serious, saying, "I'm serious, a little hardship is nothing."
He knew Feng Xiaotian's talent, and this was also his father Wang Wu's wish. Furthermore, Feng Xiaotian's parents were both influential figures in the academy; following Feng Xiaotian would definitely be a good thing.
Seeing this, Zhang Ruokun came up to Feng Xiaotian and said, "Boss, I'm sticking with you from now on."
As the son of a merchant, he was far more shrewd than the average person. Feng Xiaotian was only six years old, yet he was already a level thirteen Soul Master, and his Martial Soul, known as the Devouring Wolf, was definitely not an ordinary beast Martial Soul.
"Have you thought it through? You should reconsider. This kind of decision can wait until you graduate," Feng Xiaotian said calmly. Taking on followers wasn't something to rush.
He had roughly considered his future development path: joining the Spirit Hall? Or joining another powerful force? A sect? None of these were reliable.
He wanted to become someone important, his own boss. Relying on others was never a long-term solution. He had to become strong himself. Besides, even if he joined someone else, he would always be an outsider, and he definitely wouldn't go.
Therefore, establishing power in the future is inevitable. Moreover, in the original story, when Feng Xiaotian was twenty-nine years old, the Spirit Hall began its actions, and the four elemental academies joined forces to merge into one academy. At that time, Feng Xiaotian was already a level sixty-one Soul Emperor and the vice dean of the four elemental academies.
This is one of the opportunities. By developing the academy, it would not be much worse than other forces, and might even surpass them.
Although the children of Douluo Continent are extremely precocious, he still needs to wait for a while. Not everyone is suitable to be taken in as a follower; some might be acting on impulse. As the saying goes
, "Better to have none than to have bad ones," which is Feng Xiaotian's principle. Hearing Feng Xiaotian's words, Zhang Ruokun lowered his head and remained silent. He was still somewhat hesitant, having impulsively spoken after hearing Wang Lin say that.
"Oh no, boss! The academy's big sister is here!" The muscular boy shouted loudly. His name was Niu Dageng, and his spirit was an ox with a level two innate spirit power.
"Is it that Bai Xiaomei?" Zhang Ruokun immediately looked up and asked.
"Yes, she's in dormitory 308 right now and will be here soon," Niu Dageng said in a panic.
"Who is Bai Xiaomei?" Wang Lin asked.
Zhang Ruokun glanced at Feng Xiaotian and said, "Boss, you guys just arrived, so you probably don't know yet. Before coming, I found out about all the experts in the academy. Our junior academy is divided into junior and senior classes. Those with a soul power of level six or higher are in the senior class."
"And then?" Feng Xiaotian asked curiously. He knew that the graduation requirements for the junior academy were very low; as long as one reached the level of a Soul Master, it would be easy for him, but for many people with poor Martial Soul Awakening, it would be difficult to complete even in six years.
"There are 121 people in the senior class,
and six of them have already obtained their first soul ring and become Soul Masters." "This Bai Xiaomei only obtained her soul ring a few days ago. After obtaining the soul ring, she directly increased to level twelve, and then challenged four other level eleven Soul Masters and one level twelve Soul Master. She defeated all five of them, establishing her position as the academy's top girl." Zhang Ruokun explained.
"Then this Bai Xiaomei must be about eleven or twelve years old, right?" Wang Lin said. He didn't believe that other people's talents were similar to theirs.
Zhang Ruokun shook his head and said, "No, she's not much different from us. She'll be eight in a month. She's a genius among our junior students."
Just as Zhang Ruokun spoke, three little girls entered the dormitory. Two were around ten years old, and the one in the middle looked only eight, with a mature air about her, and was incredibly cute.
Feng Xiaotian felt he'd seen this little girl before.
"Are you talking about me?" Bai Xiaomei asked Zhang Ruokun calmly.
Suddenly, she saw Feng Xiaotian beside her.
"It's him!"
After she finished absorbing her spirit rings in the Soul Hunting Forest, she saw this little boy absorbing them there, with a Netherworld Serpent lying beside him, twice his age.
She had already reached level twelve after absorbing the Netherworld Serpent, which was a little over two hundred years old; she wondered what level this little boy could reach.
That morning, seeing that the little boy hadn't woken up yet, he and his teacher left. Unexpectedly, they met again here.
"What are you doing here?" Bai Xiaomei asked Feng Xiaotian.
"You are...? The little girl from that night?" Feng Xiaotian thought for a long time before confirming. That night, the little girl was wearing pink, and it was dark, so he hadn't recognized her at first. "
That's right. I want to challenge you. Come on, let's have a fight. The winner will be the leader of all the students in the academy," Bai Xiaomei said.
"Sister Xiaomei, this kid just enrolled. You don't need to challenge him, do you?" the woman beside her reminded her.
"You don't know, he became a Soul Master on the same day as me, so I must defeat him." Bai Xiaomei remembered her teacher's words that day, telling her not to mess with this little boy. She refused to believe she couldn't defeat him.
"What? Such a young Soul Master?" the two women exclaimed in surprise.
"Come on, let's fight," Bai Xiaomei said again. Feng
Xiaotian didn't look at her, turned around and said indifferently, "You can go, you can't beat me."
"Wow, the boss is the boss, he actually dares to say such things to the big sister of the academy." The other students in the dormitory looked at Feng Xiaotian with admiration.
He wasn't interested in competing for the title of the academy's student leader.
"Bai Xiaomei, Martial Soul: Red Brocade Serpent, Level 12 Agility-type Soul Master." Bai Xiaomei released her Martial Soul after she finished speaking. As soon as Bai Xiaomei
released her Martial Soul, the others quickly moved aside or left the dormitory.
It seemed that Bai Xiaomei was going to fight in the dormitory.
Knowing that he couldn't avoid the fight, Feng Xiaotian also released his Martial Soul and said, "Feng Xiaotian, Martial Soul: Devouring Wolf, Level 13 Power-Attack-type Battle Soul Master."
Both of them had yellow soul rings, and their first Martial Souls were hundred-year-old soul beasts they had hunted.
"Level thirteen, just as I suspected," Bai Xiaomei said with a smile. He had defeated several level eleven and twelve Soul Masters from the academy, but had never fought a level thirteen Soul Master before, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
"First Soul Skill, Crimson Brocade Assault!" Bai Xiaomei shouted.
Instantly, a crimson brocade snake formed from soul power appeared in front of Feng Xiaotian and attacked with incredible speed.
He didn't use any Soul Skills; his speed had already increased significantly during his recent training, and with the added boost from his soul power, Feng Xiaotian easily dodged Bai Xiaomei's attack. However, even though he dodged, Bai Xiaomei's attack continued.
With a loud boom, Bai Xiaomei's Soul Skill attack struck the wall, punching a hole the size of a bowl.
"Who's causing trouble in the dormitory?" a young man's voice rang out.
"Oh no, it's a teacher from the academy. We're doomed. Fighting in the dormitory is against school rules," a woman brought by Bai Xiaomei said.
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Upon hearing the arrival of the academy teachers, Bai Xiaomei immediately stopped and withdrew her martial spirit.
"This has nothing to do with me. It's all your fault for dodging. If you had taken my attack, this wouldn't have happened," Bai Xiaomei said righteously.
Everyone unanimously despised Bai Xiaomei for saying such a thing .
"What exactly happened? Who's causing trouble?" A man in his twenties with acne scars came to the dormitory entrance and asked again.
"Teacher Luo, I just sparred with him," Bai Xiaomei said, pointing at Feng Xiaotian.
"Hello, teacher, my name is Feng Xiaotian, I'm a new student this year," Feng Xiaotian introduced himself.
"My name is Luo Changhe, you can call me Teacher Luo."
After the introduction, Luo Changhe still went through the motions; he didn't believe this was caused by a sparring match.
After understanding the situation, the cause was clear: Bai Xiaomei had started it.
"The main fault lies with Bai Xiaomei, but Feng Xiaotian also has some issues," Luo Changhe said calmly.
"Why?" Feng Xiaotian was confused. He had only passively dodged, without attacking or causing any damage.
"You just released your Martial Soul, right?" Luo Changhe asked.
Feng Xiaotian nodded and replied, "Yes." "
Then that's correct. Releasing your Martial Soul proves you accepted Bai Xiaomei's challenge. If you hadn't released your Martial Soul, it wouldn't be your problem," Luo Changhe said.
If that counted, Feng Xiaotian had nothing to say; he had indeed released his Martial Soul.
"You'll have to pay for the repairs to the damaged walls, and you'll also be punished by cleaning the beginner's classroom building for a week. I'll personally inspect it every afternoon," Luo Changhe said calmly. "
What? Clean the beginner's classroom building? Can't we change it?" Bai Xiaomei was a little unhappy. It was a bit embarrassing for the school's top student to do this.
"And what about you?" Luo Changhe looked at Feng Xiaotian.
"I don't want to either," Feng Xiaotian said directly. He believed he hadn't done anything wrong. Someone had released their Martial Soul to attack him; was he just going to stand there and take it? He definitely didn't want to accept such punishment.
"Unwilling? Then let's try another way. Fight me. If you can withstand thirty moves from me without losing, you'll be spared punishment," Luo Changhe said calmly.
Bai Xiaomei lowered her head and said, "Fight the teacher? Forget it, I'll accept the punishment."
She knew her own strength. The academy's teachers were at least level 20 Great Soul Masters. She couldn't possibly beat them, and if she lost, she'd still have to clean up anyway, so it was better not to fight.
Luo Changhe looked at Feng Xiaotian again, thinking, "You little brats, you're not easy to deal with.
" "I'll fight you," Feng Xiaotian said.
Hearing Feng Xiaotian's words, everyone was shocked, including Luo Changhe.
He had just been bluffing the two of them. Bai Xiaomei was sensible and chose punishment, knowing her own strength, but this kid actually accepted the challenge.
"The boss is the boss, daring to challenge a teacher from the academy," Wang Lin thought.
At the same time, the others in the dormitory looked at Feng Xiaotian with admiration. Although they knew Feng Xiaotian couldn't win, not everyone had that kind of courage.
"Alright, get out now. I'm giving you this chance," Luo Changhe said, determined to teach this kid a lesson.
The six people from the dormitory, including Feng Xiaotian, along with the three people Bai Xiaomei brought, were taken by Luo Changhe to a combat training classroom.
The combat training classroom was used for practical training, and as the instructor, he had direct access.
"Feng Xiaotian, is it? I must say, you have quite the courage. You can still give up now, but if you lose, you'll have to serve an extra week as punishment. Have you thought it through?" Luo Changhe said calmly.
"What if I win? What if I last thirty moves?" Feng Xiaotian asked. On the way out, he learned from Zhang Ruokun that Luo Changhe was a level 22 Great Soul Master, and he wanted to test whether he could defeat this teacher at full strength.
"If you win, you won't have to accept the punishment," Luo Changhe replied.
This was the first time he had faced such a challenge, but he wouldn't admit defeat. He said, "If I last thirty moves, then you'll have to clean the advanced class building for a week, just like Bai Xiaomei."
Luo Changhe didn't know where this kid got his courage, but he didn't believe he would lose.
"I agree."
"Martial Soul: Warhorse, Level 22 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master," Luo Changhe said, releasing his Martial Soul.
Two Soul Rings, white and yellow, appeared beside him.
Level 22 was enough to be a teacher at the junior academy. A Great Soul Master of level 20 or above was the minimum requirement for the junior academy.
Intermediate academies require at least level 30, while advanced academies require at least level 40. This is the basic configuration for all academies on the Douluo Continent.
"Martial Soul: Devouring Wolf, Level 13 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master," Feng Xiaotian said.
With the release of his three wolf-headed martial soul, Feng Xiaotian's aura instantly surged. Luo Changhe's warhorse martial soul was merely an ordinary beast martial soul; how could it compare to Feng Xiaotian's top-tier beast martial soul?
Although it was only level 22, the aura emanating from his martial soul was nowhere near Feng Xiaotian's.
Facing a level 22 Great Soul Master, Feng Xiaotian prepared to use his fist blades. However, before the battle, he had already donned a protective glove on his right hand—a cloth gauntlet.
He had prepared this a few days prior; he could control the size of the fist blades and unleash their full power.
After using it, he could conveniently conceal the fist blades within the cloth gauntlet, making them difficult for most to detect.
Seeing such a talented young man with yellow spirit rings, Luo Changhe felt a pang of jealousy.
His martial soul was ordinary, and his soul power was also ordinary. At twenty-eight years old, he was only at level twenty-two, unable even to attend a high-level academy. He felt a pang of jealousy towards the exceptionally talented students, as his soul power hadn't improved in over a year.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Suddenly, Luo Changhe seemed possessed, his eyes flashing with a fierce light as he glared at Feng Xiaotian.
"First Soul Skill, Warhorse Charge Fist." After saying this, Luo Changhe threw a punch at Feng Xiaotian, showing no restraint whatsoever, almost unleashing his full power.
"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Array."
Five wind blades were unleashed at once, attacking Luo Changhe.
He could currently unleash a maximum of ten Wind Blade Arrays at once, but the more he used, the more soul power he consumed. Five wind blades were enough.
One was a fist, the other a wind blade. Upon contact, the first wind blade was deflected by Luo Changhe, followed by the second.
Bang...
The third, the fourth—each wind blade was blocked by him. It seemed that the first four wind blades had already consumed his first soul power attack.
With a deafening boom, the last wind blade struck him. A level 22 Great Soul Master had actually lost to a level 13 Soul Master in a contest of their first Soul Skill?
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene before them. Feng Xiaotian's first Soul Skill was simply too powerful!
(End of Chapter)
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