The two of them were exceptionally sensitive to the speed at which Soul Power flowed around them.
When they gradually sensed that something was increasingly amiss, they both opened their eyes at the same time.
They looked toward the direction in which Soul Power was flowing away.
"Su Yun?!"
Xiao Wu and Tang San both exclaimed inwardly again.
Xiao Wu was closest to Su Yun.
After all, they were sharing a quilt.
At that moment, she felt that the pleasant "scent" coming from Su Yun seemed to grow stronger the deeper he got into his cultivation.
As for Tang San, who was farther away—
After seeing that Su Yun was the one who had caused the strange phenomenon just now, his expression turned somewhat grave.
Tang San had thought that with the talent of his Twin Martial Souls and the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he could stand head and shoulders above the rest in terms of cultivation speed.
But to his surprise, Su Yun had managed to surpass him in that regard.
Could the teacher Su Yun mentioned have given him a better cultivation method?
Or does his Second Martial Soul provide stronger assistance with Soul Power cultivation?
Thinking back to what Su Yun had said during the day, Tang San speculated silently.
Tang San had always believed what Yu Xiaogang had told him.
Su Yun had to be a Twin Martial Soul owner, just like him.
"My Second Martial Soul is a hammer. It should be a Tool Martial Soul suited for offense."
"Perhaps Su Yun's Second Martial Soul is better suited to cultivating Soul Power, which makes it easier for him to draw the surrounding Soul Power into his body when he cultivates."
Tang San reasoned to himself, convinced that his guess made perfect sense.
Meanwhile, as Tang San and Xiao Wu watched Su Yun cultivate,
the other work-study students were also affected by the quality of their Martial Souls.
They gradually felt that their Soul Power absorption had reached a bottleneck for the day.
Then,
little by little,
the work-study students also emerged from their respective cultivation sessions.
"Ah, I'm so tired. I only cultivated a tiny bit of Soul Power again today..."
"There's nothing we can do. Our innate Soul Power levels aren't high—we only have two levels."
"..."
At the same time,
Su Yun opened his eyes amid his classmates' frustrated complaints.
But—
when Su Yun opened his eyes,
he suddenly saw
a pair of large, wine-red eyes staring straight at his face.
Xiao Wu?
"Xiao Wu, what are you looking at?"
Su Yun asked.
"Nothing. I just think you smell even nicer now."
Xiao Wu blushed and ducked back.
Even nicer?
I'm not a flower...
Su Yun grumbled inwardly.
Suddenly, he noticed Tang San's gaze fixed on him.
It was as if Tang San were trying to see right through him.
However,
when Tang San realized Su Yun had noticed his gaze, he looked away.
There's something strange about those two.
Su Yun thought to himself.
Otherwise, there was no explaining the odd way Tang San and Xiao Wu had acted just now.
With that question in mind, Su Yun asked Ah Yin, who was in his Martial Soul Space.
But Ah Yin didn't answer either.
She had been resting the whole time and hadn't paid much attention to what was happening outside Su Yun's body.
While Su Yun was pondering the answer, the auntie in charge of the dormitory had already reached the entrance.
She raised her voice.
"It's time! Go to bed!"
Clap!
The dormitory aunt clapped her hands, and the lights in the dormitory clicked off.
"Bedtime, bedtime! Hurry up and sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow."
"The first class tomorrow morning is with the academic affairs director. I wouldn't dare be late."
"..."
After a bout of noise, many students had already crawled under their sheets.
"Tang San, you can sleep with me. You don't have a quilt, so you'll catch cold tonight."
The work-study student in the bed next to Tang San was a second-year student, and he was quite fat.
Seeing that Tang San's bed had no quilt, he kindly offered.
"Ah... thank you."
Tang San didn't react for a moment.
When he saw Su Yun and Xiao Wu climb together under the quilt the teacher had given him, he clenched his fists slightly.
Then, he could only grit his teeth and squeeze under the fat student's quilt.
As for Su Yun—
after climbing under the quilt,
he felt the girl's fragrance and the warmth beneath it, and finally understood how Tang San had felt back then.
Still,
the feeling wasn't quite the same.
Today, Su Yun
was covered by the quilt Grandmaster had given Tang San.
Xiao Wu lay beside him.
At that moment,
he could almost picture an Ox-Head from Thunder Bluff in his mind.
Early the next morning,
Tang San left the dormitory.
Su Yun knew, of course, that Yu Xiaogang was taking him to hunt his First Soul Ring.
Today was the opening ceremony.
After it ended, Su Yun went to the Academic Affairs Office.
Relying on his talent of Innate Full Soul Power, he borrowed some money from Director Su at the Academic Affairs Office.
Then he went to a blacksmith shop in Notting City.
With the blacksmiths' help, Su Yun carefully picked out a spear that felt comfortable in his hands.
The spear wasn't very long, either. Its tip reached only about two feet above his head.
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