Soul Power Cultivation Accelerates!

When our protagonist opened his eyes again, he had already recovered to his peak condition.

"Splish..."

Yun Chuan slowly rose from the bathtub, sending up a great splash. With the medicinal effects absorbed, the water had become clear again, and droplets slowly slid down his fair, delicate skin. The small body already had the faint outline of muscles, clearly the result of the past two days of training.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling the obvious improvement in his body after training had damaged it and the medicinal bath had nourished and repaired it. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He estimated that if he could improve like this every day, it would not take long before his physical condition could support him in absorbing another soul ring.

"Being snatched away by Spirit Hall in this life was truly a stroke of luck." Yun Chuan could not help sighing inwardly. If Spirit Hall had not taken him away, he would probably still be playing in the mud back in Holy Soul Village. He would not get to enjoy a mother's love or familial affection either, and could only spend every day facing a drunkard father. Not only would he go hungry and cold, he would probably have to wash clothes and cook for him too. It would have been utterly miserable. Only a child like Tang San, who had lacked love in his previous life, could endure it.

Any normal child faced with a drunkard father who neglected them completely would never be able to like him.

In short, if he had not been taken away, starting out alongside Tang San would absolutely have been the worst possible opening.

As for learning Mysterious Heaven Skill and all sorts of Tang Sect ultimate arts from Tang San, his blood brother, from childhood like in so many fanfics—

That was absolutely impossible!

Tang San was an extremely old-fashioned person whose mind was filled with Tang Sect rules. He would never pass on Tang Sect ultimate arts to outsiders. Even if you were his blood brother, he absolutely would not teach you.

Besides, those were the foundation that allowed him to survive and establish himself! Tang San's tremendous achievements in the original story undoubtedly owed much to the Tang Sect's inheritance! Without Mysterious Heaven Skill to resolve the conflict between his two Martial Souls, he could not have possessed Innate Full Soul Power. Without the ability to identify herbs and concoct poisons, he could not have recognized immortal herbs. Without all those Tang Sect hidden weapons, he could not have repeatedly turned defeat into victory at critical moments, or even killed opponents above his rank! He would have been killed by someone long ago.

Therefore, the Tang Sect inheritance was of the utmost importance to Tang San. In the early stages of the original story, he taught no one. Only later, after he had gained enough strength and Tang Sect ultimate arts were no longer of much use to him, did he finally establish the Tang Sect and pass down its arts.

Under such circumstances, why would you think he would teach you the skills he relied on to survive?

Don't be ridiculous.

In short, if you transmigrated to Douluo Continent, being born in Holy Soul Village would absolutely be the worst possible start. It meant you were a commoner, with an extremely low chance of inheriting a good Martial Soul or Innate Full Soul Power! Unless you had a cheat or outstanding talent, you would basically be finished. You would be fated to farm for the rest of your life. And do not expect to cozy up to Tang San, become his friend, and learn Mysterious Heaven Skill. It had already been said—that was absolutely impossible.

Did you think the saying, "Birds of a feather flock together," was a joke? Could trash and geniuses possibly have anything in common?

Yun Chuan slowly stepped out of the bathtub, water droplets still falling from his body. He strolled over to a nearby table, where a bath towel and a fresh set of clothes had long been prepared.

He picked up the towel and dried the water from his body, then took the clothes and put them on.

Very soon, a cute little boy dressed in white appeared.

Feeling refreshed, Yun Chuan pushed open the door. The surroundings were filled with flowers, grasses, and several trees, all arranged with great elegance. Clearly, the owner of this place was someone particular about such things. He was no stranger to this place. He knew it was a courtyard somewhere within Spirit City, owned by Chrysanthemum Douluo.

He headed straight out and made his way toward his own residence.

The room next to Bibi Dong's bedchamber.

Yun Chuan would be living here from now on. Although he had played up his misery and acted cute last night, forcing his way into sleeping another night in the Female Pope's bedchamber, he could not keep doing that. According to this world's views on soul masters, after awakening his Martial Soul, he had to begin living independently. Otherwise, people would laugh if they found out. If they thought he was a mama's boy, that would be utterly humiliating.

At this moment, the Female Pope should be handling official affairs, so Yun Chuan did not go disturb her. As a sensible child, even if he wanted to act spoiled, cute, or willful, he had to know the right time. If he always acted without regard for the situation, people would sooner or later grow sick of him. It would also make him seem far too immature.

A little occasional willfulness was fine. Doing it all the time was simply asking for a beating.

The new room was rather spacious.

It contained every kind of furniture, all made from precious wood. The arrangement and layout were also extremely refined, clearly not something put together carelessly.

After Yun Chuan entered, he merely glanced around before losing interest. He walked straight toward a low platform with a Prayer Mat atop it. That was the place specially prepared for him to meditate and cultivate Soul Power. It was not far from the bed, so when he grew tired from cultivating, he only needed to take two steps before lying down to rest.

Since he had some free time now, he decided to cultivate Soul Power for the first time in a while.

Yun Chuan walked over to the Prayer Mat, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes. Following the advanced meditation method personally taught by the Spirit Hall Pope, he began cultivating Soul Power.

In fact, this world's soul master meditation methods could be regarded as internal cultivation techniques from a martial arts world. However, the methods cultivated by most people simply involved circulating their power in a basic manner, without any pattern or specific circulation routes, making their efficiency in refining Soul Power extremely low.

That kind of method was actually the most rudimentary meditation method. Truly advanced meditation methods were the secret inheritances of major powers. They had been tested and refined over generations, not something academies could teach, nor something anyone would generously contribute.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill cultivation method Tang San possessed in the original story could actually be considered an advanced meditation method. Thus, his cultivation speed was naturally better than that of most soul masters.

As the oldest inherited power in this world, Spirit Hall naturally had its own set of advanced meditation methods. While they might not be as miraculous as Mysterious Heaven Skill—after all, it was a cultivation method from another world and surely possessed advantages this world lacked—in terms of efficiency at refining Soul Power, Spirit Hall's inherited advanced meditation method was absolutely no weaker than Mysterious Heaven Skill.

As Yun Chuan began meditating and cultivating Soul Power,

his Innate Level 50 Soul Power made cultivating and leveling up as easy as eating and drinking. Although he was still seemingly stuck at Level 50 because he had yet to absorb a soul ring, Soul Power cultivation accumulated. While he could not sense this accumulated Soul Power or use it in battle,

he was indeed improving. He was not wasting his efforts. Once he absorbed a soul ring, that accumulated Soul Power would erupt, and he would then enjoy the results.

Thus, Yun Chuan had never been anxious about raising his Soul Power, because his talent gave him the capital to be so willful. After all, one hour of casual cultivation for him might equal half a month of cultivation for other geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power. With such a gap, what was there for him to fear?

Even if he deliberately slacked off, those so-called geniuses would still be unable to catch up no matter how hard they tried. In this life, they were destined to do nothing but eat his dust from behind.

And what limited him from obtaining soul rings now had never been Soul Power cultivation, but his physical condition failing to meet the standard. He could not bear too many soul rings, so his most urgent priority was strengthening his body. Soul Power cultivation could be pushed to the back of the line.

However, today's cultivation was different.

As Yun Chuan gradually entered a deeper meditative state, he suddenly discovered that the rune between his brows had begun emitting strange fluctuations again.

This delighted him.

Could it be that this rune could also help with Soul Power cultivation?