The Path of Cultivation, Spirit Pill Body Sculpting

"Xiao He, release your Martial Soul," Golden Crocodile Douluo said slowly. "Your teacher will formulate a direction for your future development based on its characteristics."

"Abyssal Golden Lion, Possession!" Su He completed his Martial Soul Possession. A massive, imposing Golden Lion appeared behind him, while leonine traits emerged across his body—lion ears sprouted atop his head, golden mane-like fur appeared along his cheeks, and sharp claws extended from his hands.

"Attack me with all your strength!" Golden Crocodile Douluo said gravely.

At his words, Su He suddenly lunged forward with a straight punch, only for Golden Crocodile Douluo to raise a hand and block it.

"Considerable strength. Even without a soul ring, it already amounts to roughly two thousand jin. As expected of my Golden-type Spirit." Golden Crocodile Douluo analyzed slowly. "You must know that Soul Masters are divided into the Limit Flow and the Balanced Flow. Xiao He, your Martial Soul is undoubtedly suited to building up your physique and following the Limit Flow's extreme assault path. Therefore, your first soul ring should grant a powerful enhancement-type soul skill."

"Teacher is right," Su He agreed. "For my first four soul skills, I was thinking of three enhancement-type soul skills and one control-type soul skill. What do you think of that arrangement, Teacher?"

"Not bad. Once you cultivate to the Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo level, low-level offensive methods will be difficult to make use of. Only percentage-based enhancement soul skills can remain effective." Golden Crocodile Douluo praised him. "Xiao He, you have a very clear plan for yourself."

"You flatter me," Su He said modestly, though he was also filled with anticipation for his future cultivation.

After returning to his residence, Su He began studying the so-called Primordial Body Sculpting Pill from the system's beginner gift pack. Rubbing the round, brownish-yellow pill in his hand, Su He trusted the system completely. Believing that anything produced by the system had to be of the finest quality, he did not think twice before swallowing it in one gulp.

For the first fifteen minutes, he felt no discomfort. But as time passed, a piercing agony suddenly spread throughout his body. Su He finally could not bear it any longer and let out a soft cry.

Black impurities began seeping out from the surface of his skin. After roughly half an hour, the process finally stopped. Su He went to the Toilet Room and looked at his body, covered in black sludge and reeking foully, in the mirror. With a helpless smile, he took a bath.

After washing up, Su He discovered that his skin was much fairer than before, while his muscle definition had become sharper and more layered. He carefully assessed his current strength. It had increased by more than double, reaching around four thousand jin. Yet the benefits brought by the Primordial Body Sculpting Pill were far from limited to that. Though his skin had become fairer, his body was much tougher than before. Even an ordinary dagger could only leave a faint scratch on it.

Seeing how much stronger his physique had become, Su He was overjoyed.

However, Su He had not forgotten to complete his training plan for the day. He knew that his talent was indeed outstanding—Innate Full Soul Power paired with the top-tier Beast Martial Soul, the Abyssal Golden Lion, along with the incomparably powerful and dependable backing of Spirit Hall's worshippers. He certainly had the capital to stand above his generation.

But compared to Tang San, that overpowered Twin Martial Soul wielder backed by two gods, he still fell far short.

Su He understood that only his own strength was truly reliable. He had always regarded Tang San as a formidable enemy, so he never dared slacken in his cultivation.

Su He was nearly six years younger than Qian Renxue. As the young master of the Worship Hall, he had not awakened his Martial Soul alongside the Golden Generation. Instead, he had sought out his elders and awakened it in advance.

By his calculations, the battle in which Pope Qian Xunji would lead two elders to kill the Blue Silver Emperor was not far away. And the outcome would naturally be just as the Original Work had described.

Spirit Hall's Pope Qian Xunji would be severely wounded by Tang Hao, one of the Haotian Twin Stars, and would later die of his injuries! But as a transmigrator, Su He also knew exactly whose handiwork that supposed death from untreated wounds had been.

Yet he was far too weak at present to possess any say within Spirit Hall. He could only adapt as circumstances required.

Although Qian Xunji had committed such a beastly act against his disciple and could be said to deserve death, Su He was even less willing to see that madwoman Bibi Dong become Pope and take control of Spirit Hall. A Saintess who had enjoyed Spirit Hall's finest resources, yet wanted to elope with a useless member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and defy the Teacher who had taught her—what an ungrateful wretch!

That madwoman had nothing on her mind but her Grandmaster and how to destroy Spirit Hall!

At that thought, Su He's eyelids twitched wildly. He also began to feel sorry for Sister Xue'er, who would soon lose the father who loved her. Though he knew what was coming, Su He, who had been an Earthling in his previous life, instinctively did not want to help a rapist, even if that man was the father of his beloved Sister Xue'er.

Because Qian Renxue had never received maternal love since childhood, and because the grandfather and father who cherished her were often occupied with Spirit Hall's various duties and affairs, her heart was practically closed off. Su He could be considered her only close friend with whom she could play. In this life, Su He swore that he would protect Sister Xue'er and never allow the tragic ending of the Original Work to repeat itself. If Bibi Dong wanted to die, she had better not drag others down with her!

Su He closed his eyes to rest and began considering his next steps.

The herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well absolutely could not be left for the Seven Monsters and their group. Once the time was right, Su He planned to bring his grandfather, Mighty Lion Douluo, and simply seize them by force.

How could Dugu Bo, who had only just reached level 91, possibly be a match for the level 97 Mighty Lion Douluo? If he could not be subdued, then killing him would suffice. Keeping him alive would only make him an obstacle when Qian Renxue infiltrated the Heaven Dou Empire and seized its throne in the future.

Su He also had his own thoughts regarding the plan for the Heaven Dou Empire. Many believed the plan held little meaning because it had failed in the Original Work. But in this life, Su He had already decided that he would go to the Heaven Dou Empire in the future and help Qian Renxue complete it. Using this plan to occupy the Heaven Dou Empire was undoubtedly the method that would shed the least blood.

Enough thinking. I'll take things one step at a time. When soldiers come, generals will stop them; when water comes, earth will block it. In this life, Spirit Hall's grand cause will surely succeed! Su He thought firmly.

As Su He entered meditation, wisps of pure soul power flowed into his body, making his already highly condensed soul power even purer. Though his Soul Power Level had not risen, all this accumulation would manifest once he obtained a soul ring. The advantage of Innate Full Soul Power lay not merely in those few initial levels of soul power, but in one's cultivation talent. Su He's meditation efficiency was more than three times that of those with only four or five levels of Innate Soul Power. This was also the greatest reason geniuses widened the gap between themselves and ordinary Soul Masters: the higher one's Innate Soul Power, the stronger one's capacity to absorb soul power.

The night passed without incident, and time flew by as he cultivated...

When Su He opened his eyes again, dawn had already arrived. After washing up quickly, by the moment the rooster crowed, Su He was already standing before the main entrance of the Worship Hall.