Eating Increases Soul Power

Sure enough!

After personally eating a Meat Bun, Mo Hui immediately understood the difference between the two.

That braised chicken drumstick had been made from actual ingredients, so there were leftovers after its energy was absorbed. This Meat Bun, however, had been created by a food-type Soul Master using his martial soul. It was originally a product synthesized from Soul Power, so naturally, there would be no residue.

"Pidgey~"

Pidgey quickly finished the Meat Bun in front of it. Looking at the empty tabletop, it gazed at Mo Hui expectantly.

Seeing this, Mo Hui immediately placed the last bun in front of Pidgey.

"Urp~"

After finishing another bun, Pidgey let out a satisfied burp. It patted its slightly round belly and expressed its wish to return to Mo Hui's body.

Mo Hui naturally had no reason to refuse Pidgey's request and immediately recalled it.

However, something unexpected happened. After Pidgey returned to his body, it brought the energy it had absorbed from eating into Mo Hui's body as well.

"This is bad!"

Mo Hui immediately sensed that something was wrong. He had only recently finished meditating, so the Soul Power in his body was already full. Although summoning Pidgey to fight Wang Sheng had consumed some of it, he had mostly recovered during this short period of rest.

There had barely been any loss of Soul Power in his body to begin with, and now he had gained the energy Pidgey absorbed from eating two Meat Buns. The total amount of Soul Power in his body instantly exceeded the limit his body could hold, and a faint stabbing pain arose in his meridians and muscles.

"I have to convert this energy into Soul Power immediately, or it could have harmful effects on my body!"

Mo Hui made his decision at once, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

The excess energy was like a raging flood, constantly surging and rampaging through Mo Hui's body. Yet under his careful guidance, it was eventually calmed.

About ten minutes later, Mo Hui opened his eyes again, and a trace of delight appeared on his face.

Although the situation had been dangerous, after all that turmoil from the excess energy, his body's capacity to withstand Soul Power had actually increased slightly.

In other words, his level had risen. The improvement from that brief moment was even greater than what he had gained from four hours of cultivation before!

But after his excitement faded, Mo Hui felt the soreness throughout his body and could not help but smile wryly. "Looks like I can't use this method often. Not only is it risky, my body can't take it either."

If he wanted to cultivate this way, he would need to conduct many experiments to determine the relationship between excess energy and his body's tolerance. Only then could he balance the risks against the rate at which his Soul Power increased.

And the subject of those experiments would naturally be himself.

Experimenting extensively in an unfamiliar field was naturally dangerous, but if he wanted his Soul Power to rise quickly, he had to take that risk.

"Sure enough, no cultivation system can be underestimated, not even Douluo Continent, dismissed as the bottom rung of fantasy."

Mo Hui sighed inwardly.

He wolfed down the remaining food, packed two more Meat Buns, and headed down from the second floor of the cafeteria.

Mo Hui glanced around and saw that Wang Sheng was gone. It seemed that while he had been delayed, Wang Sheng had finished eating and left.

When he returned to Dorm 7, there were quite a few more people inside, and Wang Sheng was among them.

The moment Wang Sheng saw Mo Hui enter, he stood up and said to everyone in the dormitory, "This is Mo Hui, a newly arrived Work-Study Student. I fought him earlier, and I lost."

Everyone was shocked upon hearing that. Wang Sheng had actually lost?

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned toward Mo Hui. When they saw that he looked only six or seven years old, they were even more astonished. How had someone so young defeated Wang Sheng?

After all, Soul Power had a very obvious strengthening effect on the body, and Wang Sheng's Soul Power had already reached level 8, the highest among them.

Seeing the children studying him, Mo Hui smiled and nodded. "Hello, my name is Mo Hui. Wang Sheng has roughly explained the situation to me. I don't like the term 'boss,' so you can just call me by my name or call me Dorm Leader."

"Hello, Dorm Leader!"

The children immediately responded.

"If you have any problems, you can come to me. I'll help resolve anything I can, as long as it doesn't interfere with my cultivation."

With that, Mo Hui quickly returned to his bed and entered a meditative state before long.

Seeing this, the children also breathed a sigh of relief. They had originally worried that this new boss would be difficult to get along with, but he seemed all right now.

Time passed quickly during cultivation, and before they knew it, the next day had arrived.

The next morning, Mo Hui opened his eyes after cultivating all night. Feeling the Soul Power within his body, he revealed a satisfied smile.

Although the Bobo Meditation Method was rather slow, prolonged cultivation still allowed him to feel his own progress.

His Soul Power Level had now reached roughly level 3, 42%. Of that 2% increase, part came from Mo Hui's night of cultivation, while part came from the extra energy increasing his body's Soul Power tolerance when he recalled Pidgey yesterday.

What pleased Mo Hui the most was that the pain in his body caused by the excess energy yesterday had completely recovered after a night of meditative cultivation.

That meant that, as long as he was careful, he could have Pidgey eat every day and then recall it once it was full, allowing his body to adapt to the feeling of excess energy. This would make his cultivation speed much faster than he had expected.

"But I still need to be careful. The excess energy yesterday wasn't even that much, yet it caused pain in my body. If there's too much excess energy, even if I don't explode and die, it definitely won't feel good."

Mo Hui thought to himself.

At that moment, Mo Hui looked around and discovered that Wang Sheng was also cultivating, which surprised him.

Children loved to play by nature, and because he had transmigrated, his spiritual power was far stronger than that of ordinary people, allowing him to cultivate for long periods. He had not expected Wang Sheng to be able to cultivate through the night as well. These Work-Study Students seemed quite hardworking!

What Mo Hui did not know was that soon after he entered his meditative state, the children in the dormitory saw how diligent he was and all began cultivating as well.

But the tedium of meditation was not something these children could endure. After only a few hours, they gave up on cultivating.

As for Wang Sheng, he had gotten up to use the restroom over an hour ago. When he saw that Mo Hui, who was stronger than him, was still cultivating, he immediately felt a sense of urgency and began meditating again. In reality, including last night, he had only meditated for four or five hours.

After getting up and washing up, Mo Hui went to the second floor of the cafeteria and bought some breakfast.

Right afterward, he headed to the training field to exercise, where he ran into Mo Hen.

"Xiao Hui, you're exercising? How diligent!"

Mo Hen slowed down while running. Looking at Mo Hui training, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Uncle Mo Hen, I heard that the body affects one's ability to absorb Soul Rings, so I wanted to exercise and try to get a hundred-year first Soul Ring!"

Mo Hui spoke to Mo Hen while running.

"Ambitious, Xiao Hui. When the time comes, Uncle will do his best to get you a hundred-year Soul Ring." Mo Hen gave Mo Hui a thumbs-up.

For ordinary Soul Masters, obtaining a hundred-year first Soul Ring was relatively difficult. On one hand, teachers at elementary academies were generally only two-ring Soul Grand Masters. Hundred-year soul beasts posed a certain danger to them, so unless they happened upon one by luck, teachers generally would not specifically hunt hundred-year Soul Rings for their students.

On the other hand, there was the students' ability to withstand them. Many students were not particularly physically strong, and there was a chance of failure when attaching a hundred-year Soul Ring. Though the odds were low, failure meant death. Thus, unless a student was a genius, teachers were more inclined to find them a Soul Ring that was several decades old.

"Ding, ding, ding~~"

After exercising for a while, the preparatory bell rang. Mo Hui quickly ran to the school building and began his first day of study at Nuoding Academy.