A Year Later: A Change!

Weighted gear like this could have an enormous impact if you didn't use Soul Power to control your body! A wild idea suddenly popped into Wang Feng's head. He only wanted to visit Spirit Hall and test the token the mysterious young man had given him. After all the time he'd spent fighting in Soul Hunting Forest, Wang Feng had also gotten to know Si Rong and her companions, and they'd become close.

But modifying his meditation method was risky. One of the academy's instructors had warned him never to change how he meditated lightly, or he might end up in a state similar to cultivation deviation. Perhaps because of his past life, he knew quite a bit about makeup, one of the four great Asian arts of deception at the time.

Wang Feng tossed the few books in his hands to Li Ying and said, "That's already a very generous amount!"

"Since this is your treasure, we won't take what you love. Here, take it back."

The three of them probably didn't even know which city they were in, much less where they were headed.

After thinking it over and summing things up, Wang Feng began meditating. By the next morning, he felt he'd reached level sixteen.

But Wang Feng wasn't worried. With the Meteor Tear as a safeguard, he was bold enough to gradually adapt the academy's meditation method, cutting out many long, cumbersome pathways and making it simpler and more efficient. His Soul Power cultivation speed had increased dramatically!

Wang Feng didn't refuse.

He also joined them for the time being. Whenever Si Rong and the others had things to do, he went alone into Soul Hunting Forest to fight Soul Beasts.

Otherwise, one careless bump could leave someone seriously injured! And there were times when he'd go see Grandmaster to chat and eat with Xiao San and Xiao Wu, and occasionally discuss various theories.

Using Soul Power at all times required concentration, which naturally increased the speed of cultivation!

By the end of the semester, Wang Feng had earned around a hundred Gold Soul Coins from hunting Soul Beasts.

But it was incredibly heavy!

Si Rong called out, "Don't waste any more time here! Xiao Mie, we're counting on you for this trip. You were the one who defeated it, so this Soul Tool is yours."

That was the greatest prize of the trip.

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

There were all sorts of people outside Soul Hunting Forest, including Spirit Masters from cities all over Fasinuo Province. With his cloak and mask, Wang Feng wasn't worried Li Ying would recognize him.

Wang Feng felt he was just a little short of level twenty.

Since he had the token the mysterious young man had given him, he had the right to have his level assessed without anyone else's help.

So Xiao San and the others still didn't know his Soul Power Level.

And so, Wang Feng followed his schedule every day: either attending classes to learn basic knowledge about the continent, or fighting Soul Beasts in Soul Hunting Forest.

Maybe I can get a Spirit Ring by pretending to be injured.

But that was way too shameless. Wang Feng shook his head. No, he'd better not.

He was often hired by the children of noble families to hunt Soul Beasts.

And wearing it meant that even eating and drinking required Soul Power. Every moment, he had to use Soul Power to control his body.

Doing this for too long could cause trouble and draw attention.

It had taken him over four months just to go from level eighteen to nineteen!

As he spoke, he slapped the books down against Li Ying's face.

The four of them left Soul Hunting Forest and said their goodbyes. Wang Feng hurried back to Notting Academy.

Of course, he'd suffered a few bouts of cultivation deviation along the way, when his body went out of control and he felt as if he were about to explode. But the Meteor Tear had always calmed him down.

Wang Feng felt the Iron Ring in his arms. He had no idea what it was made of.

The three of them were part of an organization much like a mercenary team. Since none of them had outstanding talent, they hadn't made it into an advanced Soul Master Academy.

Even so, the climb from sixteen to seventeen had taken only a little over ten days. But going from seventeen to eighteen had taken nearly two months!

He also had excellent physical strength, so he was worth getting to know.

Modifying his meditation method and fighting Soul Beasts had both sped up his growth considerably, just as Wang Feng had expected. But the actual rate of progress had far exceeded his expectations!

A hundred or so coins amounted to roughly a million yuan.

"I won't stand on ceremony, then."

On Douluo Continent, one Gold Soul Coin could support an ordinary family for several months. Wang Feng estimated its purchasing power at roughly ten thousand yuan.

He'd secretly tested his Soul Power Level in a nearby city, disguising his appearance.

They went together whenever there was a job.

Clearly, the token's privileges had exceeded Wang Feng's expectations.

But Xiao San and the others still didn't know about the daily trips he made to Soul Hunting Forest.

The forest was full of all sorts of people, and Spirit Masters from cities all over Fasinuo Province came there. With his cloak and mask, Wang Feng wasn't worried Li Ying would recognize him.

By now, Wang Feng felt he was just short of level twenty.

But Xiao San and the others still didn't know his Soul Power Level.

That was how Wang Feng spent every day: attending classes to learn basic knowledge about the continent, or fighting Soul Beasts in Soul Hunting Forest.

Maybe I could get a Spirit Ring by pretending to have one.

That was way too shameless. Wang Feng shook his head. He'd better not.

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

And wearing it meant that even eating and drinking required Soul Power. Every moment, he had to use Soul Power to control his body.

Doing this for too long could cause trouble and draw attention.

Going from level eighteen to nineteen had taken him more than four months!

He slapped the books against Li Ying's face as he spoke.

The four of them left Soul Hunting Forest and parted ways. Wang Feng hurried back to Notting Academy.

Of course, he'd suffered a few bouts of cultivation deviation along the way, when his body went out of control and he felt as if he were about to explode. But the Meteor Tear had always calmed him down.

Wang Feng touched the Iron Ring in his arms. He had no idea what it was made of.

The three of them were part of a group much like a mercenary team. Since none of them had outstanding talent, they hadn't made it into an advanced Soul Master Academy.

Even so, the climb from sixteen to seventeen had taken only a little over ten days. But going from seventeen to eighteen had taken nearly two months!

He also had excellent physical strength, so he was worth getting to know.

Modifying his meditation method and fighting Soul Beasts had both sped up his progress considerably, just as Wang Feng had expected. But the actual rate of improvement had far exceeded his expectations!

A hundred or so Gold Soul Coins amounted to roughly a million yuan.

"I won't stand on ceremony, then."

On Douluo Continent, one Gold Soul Coin could support an ordinary family for several months. Wang Feng estimated its purchasing power at roughly ten thousand yuan.

He'd secretly tested his Soul Power Level in a nearby city, disguising his appearance.

They went together whenever there was a job.

Clearly, the token's privileges had exceeded Wang Feng's expectations.

But even though the token still worked at a higher-level Spirit Sub-Hall or the even more prestigious Spirit Main Hall, its authority there would be much more limited.

Most of the lowest-level Spirit Halls treated the token with great respect. It let him collect around ten Gold Soul Coins a month from Spirit Hall, which was already a generous amount. But Wang Feng hadn't collected any; he'd only used the token to disguise himself and get his level tested.

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

Because he went almost every day to fight Soul Beasts, Wang Feng had gained a much deeper understanding of the various Soul Beasts in Soul Hunting Forest—their traits, habits, weaknesses, and more. He even knew more than many instructors.

A Soul Tool like this was like carrying around two or three suitcases. It wasn't very large, but it was certainly convenient for storing things.

That was the great benefit of having more refined Soul Power!

Once Wang Feng got used to it, he discovered that it could increase his cultivation speed!

Even without getting tested, Wang Feng could roughly estimate his Soul Power Level.

Fighting made him cultivate faster.

In fact, things were much as Wang Feng had expected: maintaining a high-intensity fighting state could increase the speed at which he cultivated Soul Power.

"All in all, this trip was well worth it. Looks like fighting other people or hunting Soul Beasts on my own both have their benefits."

His disguise was good enough to fool even Xiao San.

Since his afternoons were free, Xiao San would go work part-time. They only got together occasionally; everyone had their own things to do.

He'd bought special Refined Iron from a blacksmith in a nearby city and had it made into a Weighted Suit. It weighed over four hundred pounds and was meant for his daily training.

Most of the lowest-level Spirit Halls treated the token with great respect. It let him collect around ten Gold Soul Coins a month from Spirit Hall, which was already a generous amount. But Wang Feng hadn't collected any; he'd only used the token to disguise himself and get his level tested.

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

At over four hundred pounds, even a casual step could leave a dent in the ground.

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

The Weighted Suit was made from very expensive Refined Iron, which was also remarkably light. Even a piece the size of a thumb was incredibly heavy!

And wearing the Weighted Suit really did have its benefits.

It increased the speed of Soul Power cultivation!

Wang Feng had discovered this once he got used to it!

But this kind of weight was more than an ordinary Spirit Master could bear.

Without Wang Feng's physical strength, wearing over four hundred pounds every day would have damaged his body.

He could hunt Soul Beasts alone, then keep an eye out around him. If anyone dared show up to steal the Spirit Ring, he could let them take it and then have every excuse to rob them...

What a great way to make a fortune!