Though Xu Zihuang had never done something like making a bed in his pampered upbringing, it was not difficult once he actually got to work.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the wooden bed had been covered with a full set of fluffy, spotless golden-red bedding. The Flame Lion King's fur had been enveloped in flames year-round, subtly dispelling moisture and making the air in the dorm much drier.
The sun was now shifting toward the center of the sky. A thread of golden sunlight climbed through the wooden window, blending with the golden-red bedding and scattering a dazzling halo.
The glow reflected in a pair of clear, deep-purple eyes. Sitting on his bed, Xu Zihuang looked thoughtfully at Tuoba Yu across from him, who had entered cultivation without any guard up.
The greatest taboo in a soul master's cultivation was being disturbed. One careless moment could cause Soul Power to clash and injure the meridians.
They had only just met, yet Xu Zihuang had not expected Tuoba Yu to trust him so readily.
"His Soul Power is around Rank 23, and his martial soul seems to be Earth attribute." Through Externalization of Spiritual Power, Xu Zihuang clearly sensed the fluctuations and aura of Soul Power within Tuoba Yu.
Such Cultivation already made him one of the best among the freshmen.
In the original work, Wang Dong, who had the highest Cultivation in Freshman Class One, had only been Rank 23.
However, what concerned him most was Tuoba Yu's surname. Tuoba was a rather special surname on Douluo Continent. It reminded him of a powerful soul master sect from Ten Thousand Years Ago—the Sacred Dragon Sect.
Ten Thousand Years Ago, Douluo Continent had the seven strongest sects, divided into the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects.