Meng Yiran's Night Raid

"This is the Soul Power Refinement Method. Cultivating it may lower your Soul Power Level, but your soul power will become far more abundant and powerful."

"When you use the same amount of soul power as before, the effects and power of your soul skills will be much stronger."

"There's something this good?"

Meng Yiran was somewhat astonished. The value of this Soul Power Refinement Method was simply terrifying. If the people of Spirit Hall learned of it, they would definitely come to seize it.

"Alright, take it and study it. Zhuqing can give Yiran the other Secret Techniques later."

"Okay."

After saying that, Xu Yichen returned to his room.

After absorbing the Soul Power Refinement Method, he began compressing and refining his soul power.

As impurities were continuously refined from his soul power, his Soul Power Level kept dropping.

Level fifty-six.

Level fifty-five.

In the end, it dropped to level fifty-two.

However, Xu Yichen felt that his soul power was now extremely solid. He felt like he could take on two of his former selves.

"This Soul Power Refinement Method really works wonders."

"System, can Ling Xi use these Secret Techniques?"

No need. Their strength will increase along with their levels; even their soul rings and soul bones will change. Their soul power is already in its most solid state, so there is no need.

"Understood."

Xu Yichen nodded. Simply put, Ling Xi would grow stronger just by raising her Soul Power Level—far more than an ordinary Titled Douluo would from raising theirs.

It was just that once one reached the Titled Douluo realm, increasing one's level became rather difficult.

Time passed quickly in cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, night had arrived.

Ling Xi had not come looking for him that night either, so Xu Yichen felt that he could finally get a good night's sleep.

Just as Xu Yichen was about to lie down, the door opened, and a seductive figure quietly slipped inside.

Xu Yichen frowned slightly. The moment he saw that figure, he knew it was not Ling Xi.

Ling Xi always came in openly and would never sneak around like this. Besides, that figure's waist was truly slender.

The only person with such a waist could only be...

"Dean, you're still awake?"

Meng Yiran came to the bedside. Seeing those star-bright eyes looking at her, she felt somewhat awkward.

"You came here tonight to launch a night raid?"

"Ahem."

Meng Yiran pursed her lips, hardened her resolve, and pounced directly onto Xu Yichen. Xu Yichen was stunned. This woman was fierce—she had just thrown herself right at him.

"Are you sure? You won't regret it?"

Xu Yichen was no saint. She had delivered herself to his door, and besides, Meng Yiran was a few years older than Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, about the same age as him. He had no psychological burden at all.

"Mhm. Dean, you're handsome, powerful, and you've helped me so much. Isn't it only natural for me to like you?"

"Then I won't hold back."

Xu Yichen's fingers began to roam. He definitely liked Meng Yiran. Their feelings might not have run very deep yet, but that did not matter. Xu Yichen understood very well that love could grow with time.

Xu Yichen directly flipped Meng Yiran over and pinned her beneath him.

"Be gentle. I'm afraid of pain."

For a time, spring breezes seemed to sweep through the room, and soft moans rose and fell one after another.

Outside, Ling Xi listened with great interest as well.

"Tsk, tsk, she's really loud. I'll let you have him tonight."

Ling Xi had originally wanted to come launch a night raid too, but Meng Yiran had beaten her to it, so she yielded. She could not monopolize Xu Yichen all the time.

Ling Xi was perfectly aware of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's feelings for Xu Yichen. If they had not been too young, they would have been devoured long ago.

Meng Yiran was just the right age and could also share some of the burden for her.

After Xu Yichen grew stronger, his stamina in battle had become even more ferocious. Even Ling Xi was finding it a little difficult to keep him in check now.

Two days later.

Over the past two days, Zhu Zhuqing and the other two had been studying the secret manuals.

After compressing her soul power, Zhu Zhuqing had reached level thirty-four, while Ning Rongrong was at level thirty-three.

Because Meng Yiran had absorbed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, she was at level thirty-eight.

Having consumed Immortal Herbs, their talents had improved greatly. In just two days, they had learned most of the Secret Techniques.

"All right, for the next three months, you'll need to properly master your own strength at the Great Soul Arena. But you may not use your domains."

"Understood."

"Rongrong, you still need to study Heart Separation Control properly."

"Mm."

Ning Rongrong nodded. She also knew how important her Heart Separation Control was.

"All right, let Ling Xi take you to train."

Shrek Academy.

Zhao Wuji and the others had returned as well.

Zhao Wuji sat in a chair beside Flender and reported on their trip to the Star Dou Great Forest.

"What was that bull's roar Xiao Wu mentioned?"

"It should have been the Sky Azure Bull Python."

A man of average height and slightly thin build walked in. He looked to be in his forties or fifties.

His appearance was very ordinary. With his hands clasped behind his back, his half-lidded eyes carried a hint of laziness and dejection. His mouth was somewhat large, his lips thick, and the muscles in his face seemed a little stiff. When he smiled, it was rather unpleasant to look at.

"Haha, the person who knows is here. Xiaogang, come in quickly."

"Zhao Wuji, let me introduce you. This is Yu Xiaogang. Everyone in the Soul Master World calls him Grandmaster, and he's also Tang San's teacher."

"So you're the Grandmaster."

Zhao Wuji sounded respectful on the surface, but inwardly, he was utterly disdainful.

What kind of bullshit Grandmaster? His soul master theories are a complete mess. With that title of yours, who knows how many people would laugh at you when you went out.

And that useless martial soul—you'll never break through level thirty in your life.

But Yu Xiaogang was Flender's good friend, so Zhao Wuji could not say anything.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Wuji found an excuse to leave.

Yu Xiaogang kept bringing up his ten great theories, leaving Zhao Wuji speechless.

Wasn't that just stuff any ordinary soul master already knew?

Seeing Zhao Wuji leave, Flender told Yu Xiaogang about everything that had happened recently.

"You're saying there's a soul master with four Ten Thousand Year Spirit Rings? That's impossible!!!"

Yu Xiaogang shot to his feet in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes."

"How could that be possible? He must have Twin Martial Souls. No one's first spirit ring for their first martial soul could be ten thousand years old. At most, it could be 432 years!"

Yu Xiaogang had immense confidence in his own theories.

"I don't know about that. But he also has a method to turn martial souls into Angel Martial Souls."

"How is that possible? How could a martial soul change? Is it a mutation?"

Yu Xiaogang thought of his own martial soul, and his face darkened. Why did other people's mutations turn them toward angels, while his turned him into a pig?

"It wasn't a mutation. They simply transformed into angels. Take that girl Zhu Zhuqing, for example. According to Dai Mubai, she used to have the Hell Spirit Cat, but now she has the Netherworld Angel."

"And Ning Rongrong. She used to have the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, but now she has the Glazed Angel."

"Such a miraculous thing actually exists?"

Yu Xiaogang was extremely excited. He truly wanted to study it. If he could obtain that power too, then his martial soul would no longer be useless, and he would be able to break through level thirty.

I must obtain this ability. With my status as the Grandmaster, I should be able to get it easily, shouldn't I?

"Where is he?"

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