Chen Mu could not be blamed for being greedy. The Soul Nurturing process was simply too long.
It was not that there were no Secret Medicines that could speed it up, but they were all controlled by the Great Liang imperial family and Noble Clans. Ordinary people could only speed it up by eating. But a person's stomach was only so big. Even if he ate nonstop all day, how many cows could he possibly consume?
Chen Mu set his sights on the second factor behind Soul Force accumulation: the initial Roaming Soul.
Roaming Souls were the foundation and source of Armor Souls. Chen Mu decided to dig a few more springs into himself.
Since he could not use Secret Medicine to increase the source of Soul Force, he would improve the conversion rate of his qi and blood.
He looked outside. The moon was bright and the stars sparse; all was silent as the vast Nanyang Prefecture City sank into slumber.
Chen Mu yawned and glanced at the books on the table.
"Mm, I'll read through them one more time, then sleep..."
"Hall Master, that Zhang fellow has made his move!" The small-eyed man leaned close to Zuo Sheng and said excitedly, "Hall Master Lin of White Tiger Hall is personally leading the team!"
"Ah, wouldn't it be nice if everyone made money peacefully?" Zuo Sheng looked helpless. "On one side are my own brothers, and on the other is my beloved senior brother. This is too difficult for me."
The small-eyed man blinked. Was the Hall Master thinking of backing down?
"What do you think I should do?" Zuo Sheng looked at the small-eyed man in distress.
"Well... should we let the Gang Leader make the decision?" The small-eyed man could not tell whether he was serious.