Meditation Method Upgrade

An hour later, Ye Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed through them.

"Ding! Your Meditation Method experienced a great battle, returned victorious, and is filled with a sense of accomplishment. Its proficiency has increased substantially."

"Ding! Your Meditation Method has broken through to the proficient level."

Hearing the notification, Ye Feng was utterly bewildered. Since when had the Meditation Method joined the battle?

Hadn't he been the one painstakingly refining the spirit ring just now? Why had the credit suddenly gone to the Meditation Method?

"Ding! Your Meditation Method says: What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. We're all on the same side, so whose credit it is doesn't matter."

"Fine, I surrender. You're stronger, so you're right."

Ye Feng nodded seriously. If the Meditation Method could maintain this rate of improvement every time, then it could have all the credit it wanted.

After all, the benefits were real.

With his Meditation Method reaching the proficient level, he felt a cool aura circling within his mind, making his thoughts clearer.

Even the rate at which his soul power grew had increased considerably.

With such great benefits, he would not have minded putting the Meditation Method on an altar and worshipping it.

"Ding! Your martial soul has received the support of a spirit ring. Its evolution speed has increased substantially. Evolution Progress: 9/10."

Without a sound, the martial soul notification suddenly appeared. Ye Feng's entire body trembled as an immense surge of heat erupted within him, instantly spreading through his limbs and bones.

His body felt light, and his legs were exceptionally nimble.

After rising to his feet, Ye Feng touched the ground with the tip of his foot and gave a light push. His body shot forward at high speed. His speed had increased by at least half.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. It seems Little Feng gained quite a lot after absorbing the spirit ring!" Ning Fengzhi said.

Watching Ye Feng's nimble movements, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with approval. He became even more certain that he had to train him into an Agility Attack Type Spirit Master. This path suited Ye Feng perfectly.

"Teacher, my level has broken through to level eleven," Ye Feng said happily.

"Mhm, that's perfectly normal. Absorbing a spirit ring greatly boosts the soul power within your body."

"As long as the spirit ring's Age isn't too low, one will generally gain a level. That is also why I had you absorb the spirit ring first," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"Little Feng, what about your spirit skill? Sense it carefully and see what ability it has," Sword Douluo reminded him from the side.

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded and closed his eyes to sense it carefully.

He had been too excited by the successful absorption of the spirit ring to sort through his gains.

A while later, Ye Feng opened his bright eyes, unable to conceal the delight in them.

"My spirit skill is called Accelerate. It doubles my speed. For every level I gain, my speed increases by one percent."

This speed did not only refer to movement speed; it also included the speed at which he attacked.

There was no need to explain the benefits of faster hands. Especially in battle, striking faster allowed one to maintain the initiative.

"A very good spirit skill, and one that suits you well," Ning Fengzhi evaluated.

Spirit skills that grew along with one's level were generally quite outstanding.

Especially for an Agility Attack Type Spirit Master like Ye Feng, every increase in speed could make him stronger.

"Let's go. It's time for us to head back as well." Helping Ye Feng hunt for a spirit ring had already delayed them for quite some time. As the master of a sect, Ning Fengzhi was quite busy.

"Alright!"

Led by Sword Douluo, the three soon returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Little Feng, you've only just obtained your spirit ring. Go back today and familiarize yourself with it properly. Remember not to fool around," Ning Fengzhi said to Ye Feng after they returned to the sect.

Although Ning Fengzhi was Ye Feng's teacher, he would not watch over him every moment of every day. Cultivation still depended on Ye Feng himself.

A teacher was only someone who showed the way.

After returning to his own courtyard, Ye Feng opened the system panel to inspect his gains.

Host: Ye Feng

Martial Soul: Ordinary Sparrow (9/10)

Level: Eleven (Innate Full Soul Power)

Spirit Skill: Accelerate

Skill: Meditation Method (Proficient)

After absorbing his first spirit ring, Ye Feng's strength had improved tremendously.

First, his level had risen to level eleven. According to the cultivation realms of Douluo Continent, he was now a Spirit Master.

Second was his martial soul. Its Evolution Progress was already close to full, and it only needed a little more to evolve.

Ye Feng was greatly looking forward to seeing what his martial soul would evolve into once its Evolution Progress was full.

His other gain was the Meditation Method, which was the foundation for increasing soul power.

The Meditation Method reaching the proficient level meant that his cultivation speed had become faster.

There was also the Accelerate Spirit Skill that had appeared after absorbing the spirit ring.

Ye Feng figured that since the Accelerate Spirit Skill had been recorded on the attribute panel, any modifications to it should automatically boost it as well.

Just as that thought crossed his mind, the system's notification sounded.

"Ding. Your Accelerate Spirit Skill sensed its host's concern and fainted from excitement..."

Ye Feng: ...

What was that supposed to mean?

It fainted just because he showed it some concern? That was way too shy!

Could Accelerate be female?

Ye Feng fell into deep suspicion.

He felt that Accelerate seemed rather unreliable.

With such a huge increase in strength all at once, Ye Feng did not idle around. He began familiarizing himself with his newfound power.

Meanwhile, by the time Ye Feng returned, Ning Rongrong had already received the news.

When she learned that the detestable Ye Feng had finally come back, she immediately tossed aside the teddy bear doll that she had nearly kneaded to pieces and stormed toward Ye Feng's courtyard.

"Yo, who made our Little Princess angry? Hurry and tell Third Brother. Third Brother will deal with him for you."

Halfway there, a voice in the midst of puberty cracked out.

Ning Rongrong looked up and saw that it was her Third Brother, Ning Haoran.

Ning Haoran was Ning Fengzhi's third son, with two older brothers above him.

His eldest brother, Ning Yifei, was twenty-two years old. His martial soul was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, but his cultivation talent was poor. His Innate Soul Power had only been level three, and even this year, he had only just reached level twenty-one.

His second brother, Ning Xiaoran, was seventeen. This guy was even more unfortunate. Although he had awakened the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, he had no talent for cultivation and could only live as an ordinary person. It was said that he was currently a student at the Heaven Dou Empire's Noble Etiquette Training Academy.

The Heaven Dou Empire's Noble Etiquette Training Academy was Moonlight Pavilion, founded by Tang Yuehua.

As for Ning Rongrong's Third Brother, he was twelve this year. He had the best cultivation talent, with Innate Soul Power that had actually reached level five. However, his martial soul was not the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, but the Gale Wolf Demon. He had already reached level sixteen.

So, despite Ning Fengzhi's honest appearance, he actually had quite a few wives. After all, as the master of a sect, how could he possibly have only one wife?

However, among all these children, Ning Rongrong was the only daughter and the youngest. Ning Fengzhi doted on her the most.

"Hmph, it's Ye Feng! He promised to tell me stories, but he actually went down the mountain to play by himself behind my back. Third Brother, will you help me teach him a lesson?" Seeing Ning Haoran, Ning Rongrong hurried forward, wrapped herself around his arm, and shook it nonstop.