Mimetic Cultivation Ground

After Zhao Wuji destroyed half the academy, Wang Xiaofeng and the other three spent three whole days restoring the ground to its original state. As for the cost of repairing the houses, he heard that Zhao Wuji had to take an advance on two years' salary from Flander to cover it.

Fortunately, the collapsed houses had all belonged to the teachers. The boys' and girls' dormitories were on the edge of the academy and had not been affected. Otherwise, if all the buildings had collapsed, Shrek could have competed for the title of the most miserable academy.

A month later, the Douluo Continent quietly entered autumn, but the sun remained scorching.

After finishing his cultivation that morning, Wang Xiaofeng went to continue improving his Mimetic Cultivation Ground. Today was the last time he needed to dig up trees. The open space beside the dormitory was nearly full of the trees he had planted.

"Oh, you're training?" As Wang Xiaofeng passed the Training Field, he spotted Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun working hard.

Under Zhao Wuji's Soul Power pressure, the two were running laps around the Training Field.

Wang Xiaofeng was somewhat puzzled. At this hour, they should have been sleeping in the dormitory. Why had they suddenly become so diligent? What had gotten to them?

The two runners saw Wang Xiaofeng's puzzled expression but said nothing. They merely forced out ugly smiles before continuing to run under Zhao Wuji's furious scolding.

Wang Xiaofeng immediately understood. The two had probably offended Zhao Wuji somewhere, and now he was making things difficult for them.

That was the consequence of courting death.

Wang Xiaofeng arrived at a small forest ten kilometers from the village and skillfully dug up a tree. He was no longer like before, when he had to break a hoe just to dig one out.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho."

Before lunch, Wang Xiaofeng finally dragged the tree to the Mimetic Cultivation Ground beside the dormitory.

He buried the tree in the last empty pit. Looking at the Mimetic Cultivation Ground before him, Wang Xiaofeng smiled. No wonder so many people in his previous life liked DIY projects. The sense of accomplishment from gradually creating something you liked was truly addictive.

The entire Mimetic Cultivation Ground covered around a hundred square meters and was filled with trees. He had also planted some calabashes in the gaps, leaving only a five-square-meter clearing in the center. Wang Xiaofeng had built a small raised platform there so he could cultivate on top of it without the leaves blocking the moonlight.

"Xiaofeng, time to eat!"

Hearing Oscar call out, Wang Xiaofeng put the water flask in his Soul Tool, clapped his hands clean, and walked out of the Mimetic Cultivation Ground.

Oscar waited outside the Mimetic Cultivation Ground for a while before Wang Xiaofeng emerged. He walked over curiously. "Xiaofeng, your Mimetic Cultivation Ground is finished, right?"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. As they walked toward the cafeteria, he replied, "It's done. I just don't know how much it'll increase my cultivation speed. By the way, how much has cultivating in the cafeteria improved yours?"

Oscar waved a hand helplessly. "It does have an effect. It increases my cultivation speed by about ten percent, but it's still too slow."

Wang Xiaofeng very much agreed with Oscar. After all, Oscar had reached Level 21 at the age of ten, yet he was only Level 24 now. His cultivation speed truly was slow.

"Maybe it's also an issue with the cafeteria environment. You could build a better cafeteria, and your cultivation speed should improve further." Wang Xiaofeng comforted Oscar. "So, why not take Teacher Shao as your master? You've been observing him for a month already."

Wang Xiaofeng was curious how Shao Xin would help Oscar increase his cultivation speed.

After all, the highest level clearly recorded for a food-type Soul Master in the books was only Level 87, and that person had been raised with countless resources by some major power.

"Yeah, I've pretty much finished looking into him." Oscar nodded. Shao Xin was a Soul Emperor, yet he had not forced Oscar to become his disciple, so Oscar had developed a favorable impression of him. Over the past month, he had also asked the other teachers for plenty of information about Shao Xin and had found no stains on his record.

Wang Xiaofeng had also picked up plenty of gossip about Shao Xin while chatting with the villagers. If they had not investigated Shao Xin so thoroughly, Oscar would never have taken a stranger as his master.

After all, on the Douluo Continent, a person could only take one master in their lifetime. Oscar was not that foolish.

Wang Xiaofeng understood the moment he saw Oscar's expression. His own Soul Power level had ultimately put some pressure on him.

"As long as you know what you're doing."

That afternoon, on the main Training Field.

Under the watchful eyes of the academy's teachers and students such as Wang Xiaofeng, Oscar was successfully accepted as Shao Xin's disciple. What a joyous occasion. Truly joyous.

Oscar asked curiously, "Teacher, how do you plan to increase my cultivation speed?"

Shao Xin did not say much. He muttered, "Bizarre Flavored Bean." Six Soul Rings floated around him, and the sixth black Soul Ring lit up. Three beans immediately appeared in his hand.

Oscar walked over curiously. Shao Xin handed him the flavored beans and said, "This is my Sixth Soul Skill, Bizarre Flavored Bean. The flavored beans can increase your cultivation speed according to your martial soul's potential. With your innate full Soul Power, they can at least double your cultivation speed. One bean lasts for an hour."

Wang Xiaofeng said in surprise, "If someone maintained that cultivation speed all day long, then Teacher Shao, how could you..."

"How could I cultivate so slowly, right?" Shao Xin said helplessly. "My Sixth Soul Skill can only be used once a day, and each use produces only three flavored beans."

So Oscar could maintain an incredible cultivation speed for three hours every day. That speed was indeed enough to keep up with everyone else.

That night, Wang Xiaofeng entered the Mimetic Cultivation Ground. After taking Moon Dew, he began to meditate.

He did not know whether mimetic cultivation could help increase his cultivation speed, since his martial soul was somewhat different from the martial souls of the Douluo Continent.

As Wang Xiaofeng entered deep meditation, a subtle ripple spread from his body, continuously stimulating the calabash sprouts Wang Xiaofeng had planted not long ago.

The newly sprouted calabash seedlings grew wildly as if they had been fed Golden Soil. Before long, they had wound around the trees and produced many calabashes.

Together with Wang Xiaofeng's Green Calabash martial soul, these calabashes absorbed Soul Power according to a certain pattern before feeding it back into Wang Xiaofeng's body.

Wang Xiaofeng felt a great deal of Soul Power flowing into his body, far more than he normally absorbed, and could not help feeling smug. It seemed the Mimetic Cultivation Ground was pretty effective after all.

The next day, after finishing a night of cultivation, Wang Xiaofeng stood and stretched his somewhat stiff body, calming the active Soul Power within him.

He truly had not expected the Mimetic Cultivation Ground, cultivation manual, and Moon Dew combined to increase his cultivation speed sixfold.

With this cultivation speed, he would even dare to challenge the Soul Elder realm in a year.

Six levels in one year. Was I finally about to rise up?

"Hahaha! I've finally reached Level 25!"

Oscar's excited voice came from the dormitory.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without even looking, Wang Xiaofeng knew Oscar was excitedly slapping the table.

He had better not tell Oscar that he too would break through to Level 25 in a month. Otherwise, Oscar would probably go mad.

"Strange, why are there so many calabashes around me?"

Only then did Wang Xiaofeng notice the many calabashes around him. Following the Calabash Vine carefully, he discovered that they had grown from the calabash seedlings he had planted not long ago.

This must have been caused by his martial soul. Wang Xiaofeng's eyelid twitched. He knew his cultivation speed could not have doubled for no reason.