Soul Power Recycling Research

Lin Xuan watched Xiao Wu happily head to Spirit Hall to collect her subsidy, and the doubts in his heart finally found their answer.

In the Original Work, Xiao Wu's revenge arc had always felt rather abrupt. Now, he was completely certain.

Xiao Wu might indeed bear the deep hatred of her mother's murder, but she did not know who her enemy was.

She neither knew that Bibi Dong was the Pope of Spirit Hall nor knew that the true culprit behind her mother's death was Bibi Dong. All she had ever known was what Bibi Dong looked like, with no other source of information. That was why she could accept the subsidies distributed by Spirit Hall without any psychological burden.

Having figured this out, Lin Xuan shook his head, stopped dwelling on it, and closed his eyes to immerse himself in meditation once more.

He had no intention of telling or reminding Xiao Wu about any of this.

His main task now was to continuously restore his Soul Power, condense Blue Silver Whips, and simultaneously explore a way to recover and reuse the Soul Power used to form those whips.

In his view, Soul Power was fundamentally the same. Since it could be released and used, there was no reason it could not be recovered. At most, there would be some loss.

Time Quietly Passed amid his repeated training. After enjoying a delicious feast in the cafeteria that afternoon, Lin Xuan headed straight for the Blacksmith Shop.

He honed his Soul Power Control at the academy and tempered his Power Control in the Blacksmith Shop, accomplishing two things at once.

As for the cleaning duties assigned by the academy, he naturally left them entirely to Xiao Wu—after all, she was his underling.

Lin Xuan acted swiftly and decisively, but he had not expected that after defeating Xiao Chenyu, his name had already become famous throughout Nuoding Academy. A Level 3 Soul Master had defeated a Level 11 Battle Soul Master across several levels with Innate Divine Strength. Such a record instantly made him one of the academy's most talked-about figures.

The Work-Study Students in particular worshipped him wholeheartedly. Led by Wang Sheng, they directly took over all the cleaning duties for him and Xiao Wu.

In their eyes, how could the Boss do menial work like cleaning? Xiao Wu was the only girl in the Seventh Dormitory and had the potential to become the "boss's wife," so she deserved even more care.

When Lin Xuan returned to the academy after work at the Blacksmith Shop, he clearly felt that the gazes of students throughout the school had become strange—filled with surprise mixed with fear.

"Looks like I really am famous now." Lin Xuan shook his head with a sigh. This was good too; it would save him from people coming to make trouble later.

The moment he returned to the Seventh Dormitory, Xiao Wu pulled out a large, appetizing roast goose from behind her back as if presenting a treasure.

"Boss, look! I bought this for you. It smells amazing!"

Looking at the glistening roast goose before him and Xiao Wu's eager expression, a smile could not help appearing on Lin Xuan's face.

He truly had not expected Xiao Wu, having just received Gold Soul Coins, to think of buying him a gift. He had only given her a knock on the head before, yet she did not hold a grudge at all.

Lin Xuan accepted it without the slightest courtesy and began devouring it, with no intention whatsoever of sharing it with anyone else—everything else was negotiable, but when it came to food, he had never liked sharing.

At that moment, he felt a few more traces of genuine approval toward Xiao Wu. It was no longer merely about fulfilling Tang Wulin's request.

"The taste is indeed not bad," Lin Xuan said as he ate. "But don't buy things for me in the future. Keep the money for yourself. Girls have plenty of places to spend money."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm!"

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously. Seeing that Lin Xuan was not standing on ceremony, she turned and threw herself onto her bed to sort through today's "spoils."

She had spent more than half of a Gold Soul Coin, buying plenty of little things she liked. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself.

Wang Sheng and the others tactfully did not come forward to disturb him. Only after Lin Xuan had finished the entire roast goose—even nearly chewing up the bones—did they swarm over, saying excitedly:

"Boss, you're incredible! You actually defeated Xiao Chenyu! We Work-Study Students can finally hold our heads high!"

"A blacksmith must first forge his own iron. I can protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Lin Xuan changed the subject, and his tone turned stern.

"Instead of wasting time fooling around, you should spend more time cultivating.

"Wang Sheng, you and Xiao Chenyu both have Innate Level 2 Soul Power. He has already become a Soul Master, while you are still stuck at Level 9.

"Did you not Cultivate Well during the break? If you do not work hard, someone else always will. Relax for one day, and tomorrow you will fall far behind.

"If you do not want to be bullied, you can only become your own support. If you do not train hard today, next year you can only live by watching others' expressions!

"Only the improvements gained through cultivation truly belong to you. Stop talking nonsense. Go back and cultivate. As students, cultivation should be your priority."

After that bowl of "Chicken Soup," Wang Sheng and the others were instantly filled with fighting spirit.

Especially after being provoked by Xiao Chenyu's example, Wang Sheng immediately waved his hand and gathered everyone to return to their beds and cultivate. The others also put away their playful moods. Thinking of how lax they had been during the break, they all sat cross-legged in meditation.

Xiao Wu was completely dumbfounded by the sight. She silently put away her treasures and joined the cultivation group as well.

By himself, Lin Xuan had forcefully changed the cultivation atmosphere of the entire Seventh Dormitory. However, while Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, and the others cultivated their Soul Power Levels, Lin Xuan remained focused on Soul Power Control.

Over the following days, Lin Xuan never gave up his research into Soul Power Recovery.

During class, he raised the question with the Teacher, but the Teacher knew nothing about it.

He then asked several other Teachers in succession, but none could answer him. Only when he found the principal did he finally receive the answer he wanted.

The principal was greatly puzzled that Lin Xuan would ask such a question, but he still patiently explained the principles of Soul Power Recovery, letting Lin Xuan understand why ordinary Teachers did not know about it.

This was an advanced technique taught only at high-level Soul Master Academies. However, the method the principal provided was extremely crude. It could recover less than one percent of the Soul Power, yet required a great deal of mental effort. In the principal's view, the gains did not outweigh the losses, and very few people on the continent bothered to study it.

But Lin Xuan was different. Not only was his Spiritual Power far beyond that of ordinary people, his fine control over Soul Power was also uniquely gifted.

As long as he had a direction, he was confident he could continue researching and improving.

Even if the recovery rate was only one percent now, he firmly believed that one day he could raise it to one-tenth, or even one hundred percent.

The old principal greatly admired Lin Xuan's talent and research-minded spirit, and he had once considered taking him as a disciple.

But after considering Lin Xuan's relationship with Yu Xiaogang, he ultimately gave up on the idea—Yu Xiaogang was, after all, a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He was unwilling to offend Yu Xiaogang for Lin Xuan, much less offend Tang San, who possessed Innate Full Soul Power.

After all, even though Tang San's Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, he still had the potential to become a Soul Saint. He was not someone the principal could afford to offend.

From then on, Lin Xuan began a regular routine of two points and one line: Seventh Dormitory → cafeteria → classroom → library → cafeteria → Back Mountain → cafeteria → Blacksmith Shop → Seventh Dormitory.

During the day, he attended classes and consulted materials in the library. In the evening, he went to the Back Mountain to train his Soul Power Control, and at night, he went to the Blacksmith Shop to temper his strength. In his spare time, he pondered ways to optimize Soul Power Recovery. His days were full and efficient.

Inspired by him, the Work-Study Students grew increasingly enthusiastic about cultivation, and the overall strength of the Seventh Dormitory visibly improved.

Xiao Wu also put away her former mischievousness. Apart from collecting her Soul Master subsidy on time and occasionally buying snacks to satisfy her cravings, she spent most of her time cultivating diligently, and her Soul Power Level steadily rose.

Lin Xuan's research into Soul Power Recovery also made preliminary progress. Relying on his astonishing fine control, he raised the recovery rate from the initial one percent to three percent.

Although it was still not high, every bit of progress allowed him to see hope. He knew that as long as he persisted, he would eventually perfect this technique. By then, the Soul Power consumption required to condense Blue Silver Whips would be greatly reduced, and his practical combat ability would undergo a Qualitative Leap.

Days passed one by one, and the atmosphere at Nuoding Academy grew increasingly peaceful. The Work-Study Students no longer had to endure bullying from the Self-Funded Students, and the cultivation atmosphere throughout the academy improved considerably.

Lin Xuan occasionally thought of Tang San, who would soon return, and could not help feeling a trace of anticipation—he was very curious what Tang San's reaction would be when he returned and saw the current Seventh Dormitory and the current Xiao Wu.

And the confrontation between him and Tang San, one that was Destined to be unavoidable, was about to begin.

Before that, he had to increase his strength as quickly as possible and make thorough preparations.

Under the setting sun, Lin Xuan stood amid a Blue Silver Grass Patch on the Back Mountain, looking at the Blue Silver Whip condensed in his hand with a resolute gaze.

Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass in his later years was actually more suited for use as a whip. This counted as practicing in advance.