One Year Later! Changes!

The other two burst into laughter after hearing that.

"All right, let's go!"

Si Rong chided, "Don't waste any more time here. Xiao Mie, this whole trip depended on you. You were the one who defeated him, so this Soul Tool naturally belongs to you."

This Xiao Mie was rather mysterious. Although he claimed to be at level sixteen, his recovery ability was even better than that of Spirit Masters above level twenty.

He also had an extremely strong physique, making him well worth getting to know.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Wang Feng didn't refuse.

Getting a Soul Tool this trip, which could be used for storage, was the greatest gain of all.

Wang Feng tossed the few books in his hand to Li Ying and said:

"Since these are your treasures, we won't take what you love. Here, take them back."

As he spoke, he smacked the books against Li Ying's face. The four of them left the Soul Hunting Forest and went their separate ways. Wang Feng hurried back to Nuoding Academy.

The area outside the Soul Hunting Forest was full of all sorts of people. Spirit Masters from all the major cities in Fasinuo Province were there. Besides, Wang Feng was wearing a robe and a mask, so he wasn't at all worried that Li Ying would recognize him.

Even Si Rong and the other two probably didn't know which city he was from.

"I gained a lot from this trip. Looks like fighting other people or hunting Soul Beasts by myself both have their benefits."

Wang Feng touched the Iron Ring on his chest, unsure what material it had been made from.

A Soul Tool like this was the equivalent of carrying two or three suitcases around with you. It wasn't very big, but it was extremely convenient for storing things.

It was the biggest gain from this trip.

"Seems like I could use my Spirit Ring to bait people into trouble."

A shady idea suddenly popped into Wang Feng's mind.

He could hunt Soul Beasts alone and keep an eye on his surroundings. If anyone dared to show up and steal his Spirit Ring, he could let them take it, then he'd have every right to rob them... What a great way to make a fortune!

That was way too shameless. Wang Feng shook his head. Forget it.

Doing that for a long time could easily cause trouble and draw attention.

After some thought and reflection, Wang Feng began meditating and cultivating. He continued until the next morning, when he felt he had reached level sixteen.

"My cultivation speed has improved a lot! I guess my days from now on will be this fulfilling and boring..."

And so, Wang Feng followed his schedule every day. Sometimes he attended class and studied all kinds of basic knowledge about the continent; other times he went to the Soul Hunting Forest to fight Soul Beasts.

Now and then, he also went to see Grandmaster and chat and eat with Xiao San and Xiao Wu, occasionally discussing various theories.

But Xiao San, Xiao Wu, and Grandmaster didn't know that Wang Feng went to the Soul Hunting Forest almost every day.

The afternoons were free, and Xiao San had a part-time job. They only got together once in a while, since everyone had their own things to do.

He studied in the morning, went to the Soul Hunting Forest in the afternoon, and meditated and cultivated at night.

And because he fought Soul Beasts almost every day, Wang Feng gained a much deeper understanding of the various Soul Beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest. He learned about their many characteristics, habits, weaknesses, and so on, until he knew more than many instructors.

The improvement from fighting brought an even greater increase in cultivation speed. In fact, things were much as Wang Feng had expected: maintaining a high-intensity state of combat could increase the speed at which he cultivated Soul Power.

While cultivating at night, Wang Feng also thought about how he meditated-specifically, the route his Soul Power took through his body.

In Xiao San's eyes, it was probably something like an internal energy cultivation method.

Previously, he'd followed the meditation method provided by the academy. But after cultivating for a while, Wang Feng felt that it was too long and drawn out, so he cautiously began to improve the routes. After all, he followed them every day and knew them well.

However, changing the method was risky. The academy's instructors had said that he mustn't casually alter his meditation method, or he might end up in a state similar to cultivation deviation.

But Wang Feng wasn't afraid. With the Meteor Tear as a safeguard, he was bold. Gradually, he made changes to the academy's meditation method, cutting out many long and complicated paths and making it simpler and more efficient. His Soul Power cultivation speed increased dramatically.

Of course, he did lose control of his body and suffer cultivation deviation a few times along the way. It felt as if he were about to explode and die, but the Meteor Tear calmed everything down.

Even so, going from level sixteen to seventeen only took a little over ten days, but going from seventeen to eighteen took almost two months!

And going from eighteen to nineteen took a full four months!

By the time the semester ended, Wang Feng finally felt he was just a little short of level twenty.

The path he'd chosen-compressing and refining his Soul Power-made Wang Feng wonder whether he could reach level thirty in the five years he had left...

Changing his meditation method and fighting Soul Beasts had both greatly accelerated his improvement, but his actual progress was still far slower than he'd expected!

The benefits, though, were just as Wang Feng had anticipated: even compared to Soul Elders above level thirty, his Soul Power lasted longer! That was the huge advantage of having more refined Soul Power!

Wang Feng secretly tested his Soul Power Level in a nearby city of his own choosing, disguising his appearance.

He had the Token given to him by the Mysterious Boy, which gave him the right to have his level assessed independently. So Xiao San and the others still didn't know his Soul Power Level.

In fact, as long as he wasn't being assessed to advance to a higher Spirit Master rank, but was only having his level checked, he didn't need to reveal his Spirit Rings. And since he could pick any nearby Spirit Hall Branch to get tested, Bishop Jie Ke from before wouldn't notice him, let alone anyone higher up.

Actually, even without getting tested, Wang Feng could roughly figure out his Soul Power Level.

He'd just wanted to test the Token given to him by the Mysterious Boy at the Spirit Hall.

Clearly, the authority that came with the Token had exceeded Wang Feng's expectations.

Most of the lowest-level Spirit Hall Branches treated the Token with great respect. With it, he could claim about ten Gold Soul Coins a month from the Spirit Hall, which was a very large sum. But Wang Feng didn't claim any. He only used the Token to disguise himself and enter the Spirit Hall to get his level tested.

Wang Feng had to admit that he seemed to have a talent for disguising himself.

Perhaps it was because of the influence of his previous life. He knew a fair bit about makeup, one of Asia's Four Great Evil Arts back then.

His disguise was good enough to fool even Xiao San.

Wang Feng couldn't help feeling rather pleased with himself.

With the Token, Wang Feng was sure that neither Bishop Jie Ke nor the Mysterious Boy would know anything about him.

However, the Token was still useful at the higher-level Spirit Sub-Hall and the even higher-level Spirit Main Hall, but its authority there was much more limited.

And after fighting in the Soul Hunting Forest for a long time, Wang Feng had also gotten to know Si Rong and her companions quite well.

The three of them belonged to an organization similar to a Mercenary Squad. They hadn't had outstanding talent, so they hadn't been able to attend an advanced Soul Master Academy.

They had gone straight out into society after graduating. They did this work hunting Soul Beasts for a living and to earn Gold Soul Coins. There were many squads like theirs.

They were often hired by the children of families and nobles to hunt Soul Beasts.

Wang Feng also joined them for the time being. When Si Rong and the others had something to do, he went into the Soul Hunting Forest alone to fight Soul Beasts.

When there was a mission, they went together.

By the time the semester ended, Wang Feng had earned a little over a hundred Gold Soul Coins from hunting Soul Beasts.

That was already a very large sum!

One Gold Soul Coin was enough to support an ordinary family for several months in Douluo Continent. Wang Feng estimated that its purchasing power was equivalent to about ten thousand yuan.

A little over a hundred coins was equivalent to a little over a million.

Back in Holy Soul Village, Wang Feng had slowly built things up and saved for several years, but he'd only managed to save a few Gold Soul Coins.

Meanwhile, Wang Feng bought special Refined Iron from a blacksmith's shop in a nearby city and had a Weighted Suit made.

It weighed more than four hundred pounds and was for his usual training.

This kind of Refined Iron was extremely expensive, but also very light. Even a piece the size of a thumb was extremely heavy!

The gear looked as if it hardly changed his build when he wore it.

But it was extremely heavy!

And wearing this Weighted Gear really did have its benefits. It could increase the speed of his Soul Power cultivation! Wang Feng discovered this after getting used to it!

Because if you didn't use Soul Power to control your body while wearing this Weighted Gear, it would have a huge impact!

With something weighing more than four hundred pounds, even a casual step could leave a dent in the ground.

So, to control the weight on his body, he had to use Soul Power. That was the only way he could walk normally!

Using Soul Power constantly required him to focus, which naturally improved his cultivation speed!

And with the gear on, even eating and drinking required him to use Soul Power. He had to use Soul Power to control his body every moment.

Otherwise, if he weren't careful, even bumping into someone could leave them seriously injured!

However, ordinary Spirit Masters couldn't bear this kind of weight.

Without Wang Feng's physique, wearing gear that weighed four hundred pounds every day would have already caused all kinds of injuries to his body.

And so, more than half a year passed, and the first semester ended.

Wang Feng, Xiao San, and Xiao Wu were going back to Holy Soul Village together for the first time.