"Is that so? It seems my divine consciousness fragments went to quite a few places; there are also fragments of my divine consciousness in this world."
Electrolux stroked his chin and said with gratification, completely unconcerned that Wang Lin was unwilling to reveal the true situation.
After all, everyone has their own secrets.
...
On the other side, in the new student dormitory building of Shrek Academy, Huo Yuhao, who was facing the morning sun and cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, did not notice that in his spiritual sea, an inconspicuous gray speck of light suddenly lit up.
The sleeping Skydream Ice Silkworm suddenly raised its head, but at this moment, the gray speck of light had dimmed again.
The Skydream Ice Silkworm sized up the gray speck suspiciously, unable to see anything unusual, so it shook its head and fell into deep sleep again.
...
"This world?"
Wang Lin looked confused. He naturally knew that the divine consciousness fragment Electrolux mentioned was right inside Huo Yuhao's body.
"Mn, inside a youth's body. You just separated from him three days ago."
Electrolux did not hide it and said directly.
"Yuhao?"
Wang Lin muttered in confusion, then as if recalling something, he suddenly asked: "Then can your divine consciousness fragment sense your existence!?"
"No. I am a complete one-third of the soul; that is merely a fragment of divine consciousness."
Electrolux shook his head, and as he spoke, he gave Wang Lin a meaningful look.
Living in Wang Lin's spiritual sea all this time, Electrolux had watched Wang Lin grow up completely from a first-person perspective. Based on his understanding of Wang Lin alone...
It couldn't be said he understood him completely, but it could be said that as soon as Wang Lin stuck out his butt, he could roughly guess what kind of shit this kid was about to take.
"Understood."
Wang Lin nodded. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Elder Yi's voice rang out.
"Can monitor!"
"Uh..."
Wang Lin was instantly stunned. He hadn't even opened his mouth yet; how did Electrolux answer already?
"This old man watched you grow up, Little friend."
Noticing Wang Lin's astonishment, Electrolux said with a smile.
"Besides yourself, the person in this world who understands you best is probably this old man!"
Wang Lin: ...Then you still got angry with me earlier.
"Since you understand so well, are you willing to accept a disciple, Elder?"
Wang Lin immediately asked.
"Little friend, don't you already have a master!?"
Electrolux shook his head.
"It's fine, I'll show filial respect all the same."
Wang Lin waved his hand. He could feel Electrolux's sincerity towards him, so acknowledging him as a master was only natural.
Moreover, Elder Yi had a need for resurrection. Wang Lin definitely wouldn't be like a certain someone surnamed Huo who forgot about it the moment he turned around; he would inevitably resurrect Elder Yi.
As for Long Xiaoyao, although forced, since Long Xiaoyao treated him well, he would naturally treat Long Xiaoyao well too.
If Long Xiaoyao treated him as a tool, then Wang Lin would naturally treat Long Xiaoyao as a tool as well, running away after using him.
Given that Long Xiaoyao aided a tyrant for the sake of a woman, Wang Lin wouldn't have any psychological burden if he ran away.
"You brat!"
Electrolux immediately scolded laughingly. This kid clearly didn't want to let go of any advantage.
"Bow then. However, to take me as your master, you must kowtow!"
"Even though we're so familiar, I still have to kowtow!?"
While bargaining, Wang Lin's knees bent unconsciously. Electrolux was countless years old; kowtowing to him wasn't a loss.
Electrolux: ...In twelve years, how did I not discover that this kid Wang Lin was so shameless!?
"Kowtow. If you don't, you'll be letting down your current posture."
Electrolux's faint voice rang out.
"Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!"
Wang Lin did not hesitate. He was an honest person. Since Electrolux opened his heart to him, he would open his heart to Electrolux. Electrolux gave him a big treasure as soon as he came out; what was wrong with kowtowing!
Thud!
The sound of his head colliding with the wooden bed rang out.
After kowtowing three times in succession, Wang Lin raised his head.
"Master, satisfied? Want another three?"
"No need, Little... Linzi, get up!"
Electrolux said with a smile. As his voice fell, Wang Lin scrambled up nimbly.
"I have injected a complete set of necromancy magic into the Spiritual Artifact. As the rank of the Spiritual Artifact increases, this set of necromancy magic will appear gradually. You need to study seriously and absolutely must not aim too high."
"At the same time, I will take out three sets of secondary necromancy magic for you to choose one from. Of course, not now. I will only start teaching you when you break through a stage with the Spiritual Artifact."
"Thank you, Master. But can you tell me the introduction of the three sets of magic first so I can choose slowly?"
Wang Lin thanked him. Indeed, this is the power of a Grandpa!
"Impatient. I was preparing to give it to you anyway!"
Electrolux smiled and immediately raised his hand to pat Wang Lin's head again.
Three strange lights—red, white, and black—lit up successively, forming a blood drop, a pure white leg bone, and a ghost respectively in the air. A total of three strange marks.
They drilled into Wang Lin's brow one after another. At the same time, the introductions of the Blood, Bone, and Soul marks also appeared in Wang Lin's mind.
"Alright. If anything happens, input soul power into the mark on your palm. This old man won't stay in your spiritual sea anymore; staying there gives me the creeps."
Saying this, Electrolux pointed with his finger, and a blurry gray dot suddenly appeared in Wang Lin's palm.
Whoosh!
Subsequently, a sound of inexplicable gloomy wind rang out, and Electrolux twisted like a ghost and disappeared.
"Left just like that!?"
Reaching out and waving in front, confirming Electrolux had left, Wang Lin said helplessly.
At the same time, he retracted the magic wand in his hand into his brow and sank his consciousness into his spiritual sea.
At the door, the youth who dared not disturb Wang Lin seemed tired of standing and squatted down unsteadily.
In a pure white ocean, a strange azure-gold small stick floated in the very center of the ocean, rippling with soft azure-gold brilliance.
Invisible soul power accompanied by mental power flowed slowly around the azure-gold small stick, receiving the joint nourishment of soul power and mental power.
At the same time, the azure-gold light emitted by the azure-gold small stick itself was slowly spreading, scattering into every corner of Wang Lin's body, stimulating his body to constantly produce a soft and warm feeling.
This feeling was very slight; if one didn't concentrate to feel it, it couldn't be discovered. Wang Lin vaguely felt that this light seemed to be the life force contained in the Life Gold.
And this life force was continuously strengthening his physical body.
"Awesome!"
Having confirmed the condition of the Spiritual Artifact, Wang Lin temporarily ignored the introduction of the secondary necromancy magic.
His consciousness returned to reality. He looked up at the "Evil Soul Master" youth squatting at the door.
"Hey, my name is Wang Lin. What's yours?"
"Ah, my name is Zhang Jian."
The youth, coming back to his senses, hurriedly spoke, but because of the sudden movement, he fell to the ground on his butt.
"Zhang Jian, follow me from now on. I can guarantee you won't become an Evil Soul Master."
Wang Lin spoke.
"Have money?"
"No."
Zhang Jian realized his situation, climbed up from the ground, and shook his head while answering.
"Take it."
Saying this, Wang Lin took out three Gold Soul Coins from his storage soul tool and handed them to Zhang Jian.
"Here. Get a room next to mine. Don't even think about running; you can't run away."
"Okay!"
Zhang Jian took the Gold Soul Coins, opened the door directly, and walked out without even closing it.
Wang Lin immediately stood up and walked behind Zhang Jian.
Leaving the room, he watched Zhang Jian, who had already walked down the stairs.
This youth was relatively sensible and didn't treat his words as wind past the ear. He simply got a room without any intention of running away.
Watching Zhang Jian walk up the stairs with the shop assistant, Wang Lin spoke again: "Stay in the room properly, don't run around, and don't disturb me if there's nothing important!"
"Okay."
Zhang Jian nodded obediently.
Click!
The wooden room door was closed. Sitting back on the bed, Wang Lin closed his eyes and began his daily meditation.
Having been busy for almost the whole night, Wang Lin finally had time to let his spirit, which was still in a state of excitement, rest properly.
...
In a remote alley a few streets south of the inn, figures in black robes occasionally went in and out.
Long Xiaoyao and Zhang Peng, also shrouded in black robes, came directly to this alley after leaving the inn to continue supervising the establishment of this Holy Spirit Cult branch.
The two walked into a side room specially built for them in the alley. Just as they sat down after entering, a member of the Holy Spirit Cult served freshly brewed tea.
"When will Zhongli Wu arrive?"
Holding the tea, Long Xiaoyao suddenly asked.
"Probably need about ten more days."
Zhang Peng also raised his tea cup and answered.
"Ten days should be enough."
Long Xiaoyao nodded upon hearing this, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Elder Long, why did you accept that kid as a disciple? Wouldn't it be fine to just control him with the Holy Spirit Ritual?"
Zhang Peng didn't understand why Long Xiaoyao would accept Wang Lin as a disciple. He was just a Soul Grandmaster; could he escape from their grasp?
"The commotion in his room wasn't something a Soul Grandmaster could easily create, and he isn't afraid of me."
Long Xiaoyao said while putting down the tea cup in his hand.
"He isn't afraid of you?"
Zhang Peng clearly didn't understand Long Xiaoyao's meaning.
"Mn."
Long Xiaoyao nodded.
"I can feel that he is confident he can escape from my hands!"
"Escape from your hands!?"
Zhang Peng immediately felt it was somewhat unbelievable. One must know that Long Xiaoyao, as a Limit Douluo, belonged to that small group of top-tier powerhouses on the continent.
Even he wasn't confident he could escape from Long Xiaoyao's hands.
"Mn."
Long Xiaoyao nodded and continued: "Wang Lin's power is special and cannot be exposed for now. Externally, say he is your adopted son. Leave him to your care for these few days; this old man needs to go out for a trip."
"Okay, Elder Long."
Zhang Peng had no objection to Long Xiaoyao's arrangement and didn't ask further. If Long Xiaoyao hadn't taken him in back then, he might have already been beaten to death as an Evil Soul Master.
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...
...
Gurgle!
The sound from his stomach directly woke Wang Lin from meditation.
Wang Lin immediately opened his eyes. While a gleam flashed in his eyes, he called out "Attribute Panel" in his heart.
The crude blue square frame appeared in Wang Lin's vision.
[Name: Wang Lin]
[Martial Soul: Brain (Mutated)]
[Cultivation: Level 28 {88%}]
[Mental Power: Level 33 {88%}]
[Techniques: Advanced Meditation Method (Proficient) {80%}, Eight Vajra Body Technique (Mastered) {34%}]
[Soul Ring: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years)]
[Spiritual Artifact: Magic Wand · Stage 1 {31%}]
Looking at the data on the Attribute Panel, Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh with emotion. As expected of a Spiritual Artifact made of Life Gold. Combined with the traces of life force constantly spreading from the magic wand...
In just a few short hours, his cultivation progress had directly increased by six percent. In less than three days, he would be able to break through to level twenty-nine.
Far exceeding his usual cultivation speed.
Calling out "Attribute Panel" again in his heart.
The crude blue square frame disappeared from his vision. Wang Lin also ended his cultivation and jumped off the bed directly.
He walked out the door and asked the waiter to bring some food. It was currently noon, and soon, the food Wang Lin requested was delivered.
Four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetable. While eating rice, Wang Lin summoned the Attribute Panel again.
Eating while looking at the data on the Attribute Panel was very appetizing!
Although he disliked the Attribute Panel for lacking a point-allocation function, being able to cultivate to his current level at the age of twelve was largely due to the Attribute Panel.
If not for the Attribute Panel quantifying his daily progress and displaying his improvements one by one, with his lazy nature, how could he have persisted in meditating and cultivating every day and night without stopping.
Soon, the food on the table was swept clean. Wang Lin got up and moved around simply. After the waiter cleared the dishes, he closed the room door again and began practicing the Eight Vajra Body Technique.
After a quarter of an hour, Wang Lin retracted his hands. A gleam flashed in his gray eyes, and the turbulent flow wandering in his body merged into his soul power and disappeared at this moment.
Then, Wang Lin climbed onto the bed and began meditation cultivation again. As for the Spiritual Artifact left by Electrolux and the introductions to the three secondary necromancy magics, he didn't touch them at all.
Long Xiaoyao and Zhang Peng leaving with peace of mind meant they definitely arranged for someone to stay and monitor him. The magic wand thing wasn't a martial soul originally but was mistaken for one.
If he researched blindly and the clues were recognized, the loss would outweigh the gain. The days ahead were long; he had plenty of time to research these.
...
"Two days, this kid is actually so diligent!"
Through the crack of Wang Lin's open window, looking at Wang Lin sitting on the bed meditating, Zhang Peng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
During these two days, besides eating, using the toilet, and posing in a few strange movements, the rest of Wang Lin's time was actually all spent in meditation cultivation.
Zhang Peng had wanted to see what secrets Wang Lin had, but after a few glances, just as he wanted to leave, he found that the aura on Wang Lin's body suddenly changed.
"About to break through!"
Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Peng pointed a finger. Invisible aura wrapped around Wang Lin's room to prevent the aura from leaking when Wang Lin broke through and attracting the attention of surrounding people.
Poof!
The aura on Wang Lin's body suddenly condensed. A stronger momentum was released from his body, then quickly converged.
Phew!
Exhaling lightly, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His deep gray eyes carried joy and fatigue.
[Cultivation: Level 29 {1%}]
Looking at the cultivation on the Attribute Panel that had broken through from twenty-eight to twenty-nine, Wang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, then fell down and slept.
In two days, to break through to level twenty-nine earlier, he hadn't slept a wink. Meditation could indeed replace most sleep, but it couldn't replace all sleep.
A Soul Master was still human after all; sleep was unavoidable.
"Snore!"
Not-so-loud snoring sounds came from Wang Lin's room. Zhang Peng couldn't help but be speechless watching this. He shook his head and returned directly to the Holy Spirit Cult branch being established.
Just like that, a silent night passed.
Wang Lin, who had recovered his spirit, climbed out of bed as soon as it was light. He practiced the "Eight Vajra Body Technique" as usual, then went downstairs directly, preparing to leave the inn and wander around.
Before leaving the inn, he bumped into Zhang Peng, who was shrouded in a black robe.
"Where to?"
A deep voice came from under the black robe. Wang Lin looked up at Zhang Peng and said, "Procuring some supplies. Uncle Zhang, where is my master?"
Seeing Wang Lin being so familiar, Zhang Peng's eyebrows hidden under the black robe frowned slightly, but he didn't deny Wang Lin's address.
"What supplies?"
"These!"
Wang Lin directly took out a pre-written supply list and handed it to Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng took the list. Looking at the three thousand jin of rice, fifty jin of salt, and a soul power stove on the list...
"What are you buying these for?" Zhang Peng asked in a deep voice.
"Of course for eating and drinking," Wang Lin answered truthfully.