Gravity-Type Soul Skill

Yan turned and left. Xie Yue glanced at Zhao Leshan, who was curled up on the ground in a miserable state, then jogged a few steps to catch up.

He looked at Yan as if he were looking at a monster. "Freak. What a freak. He crippled a Soul Grandmaster without even using a soul skill?"

During the previous soul-hunting operation, Xie Yue had already estimated Yan's physical strength as highly as possible. Yet now, it seemed his imagination had still been far too limited.

Without Martial Soul Possession, without releasing a soul skill, he had crippled a Soul Grandmaster who had consecutively used two soul skills and was at the peak of his combat strength with a single punch. Not even pulp fiction would dare write something like that.

"He was too weak." Yan replied with three words, never slowing his pace.

Xie Yue choked up at once. He opened his mouth but had no idea what to say. He had nearly been instantly defeated by Zhao Leshan himself, so in the end, he could only give Yan a thumbs-up. "You're amazing."

The afternoon was reserved for training.

A dedicated teacher led the Core Class students in physical training, combat instruction, and Soul Power cultivation.

Since it was the Core Class, the instructor was a Control Type Soul King. He had his own insights into cultivation, and even Yan found several of the cultivation tricks he had developed quite beneficial.

However, the training intensity arranged by the instructor was still too low for Yan. Other than some progress in Soul Power cultivation, the so-called physical training barely counted as a warm-up and had no real training effect on him.

Just as he was considering how to speak with the teacher about increasing his training intensity, the instructor, Mu Ming, called him out.

"As expected of a member of the younger generation valued by His Holiness the Pope. Yan, your strength and talent have truly surpassed all of our expectations!"

The moment they left the training grounds, Mu Ming spoke to Yan with a face full of amazement.

Although Mu Ming was a Soul King, he was already in his forties, about the same age as Resak. Yet neither his strength nor talent could compare to Resak's.

Resak had the potential to challenge the Soul Douluo realm in the future. Barring any surprises, Mu Ming would likely only be able to break through to Soul Emperor in this lifetime.

"You flatter me, Teacher."

Yan naturally understood that Mu Ming was referring to Zhao Leshan. "Did you call me over because of that matter?"

"Yes, and no."

Mu Ming played coy. "Come with me."

Mu Ming led Yan all the way to the office.

The office was quite spacious, with no other teachers inside. By the window stood a burly Soul Master.

"Teacher Resak? Why are you here?"

The Soul Master was Resak. Hearing the voice, he turned around and smiled when he saw Yan enter.

"Haha, Yan, you've given your teacher quite the surprise!"

"Lord Resak, then I'll return to supervise the children's training."

Seeing the two reunite, Mu Ming intended to leave and give them some private space.

"No need. Stay here. I happen to have something to discuss with you later."

Resak spoke up and kept Mu Ming behind.

"Yes." Although he did not know what it was about, Mu Ming suppressed his curiosity and stood quietly to the side.

"I already know about what happened at noon."

Resak turned back to Yan and went straight to the point. "It seems Spirit Hall misjudged your talent, and His Holiness Chrysanthemum Douluo has directly adjusted your training plan."

"Haven't you always wanted to find a Soul Master with a gravity-type soul skill to assist your training? This time, His Holiness Chrysanthemum Douluo has approved it."

"Really?" Yan's eyes lit up.

Everyone knew that the Gravity Room in Swallowed World was practically a cheat device for assisting Martial Artists in their early cultivation.

But no Gravity Room existed on the Douluo Continent. Sea God Island did have the Sea God's Light, but that was not something Yan could covet.

So he had settled for the next best thing, hoping to find a Soul Master with a gravity skill capable of controlling gravity.

"That's right. Mu Ming possesses a similar gravity soul skill."

As he spoke, Resak pointed at Mu Ming beside him.

"Mu Ming has Soul Power level fifty-three and possesses the tool Martial Soul, the Gold-Splitting Ring.

His first soul skill, Split, combined with his fourth soul skill, Heavy Pressure, can divide the Gold-Splitting Ring into dozens of rings and place them on your body. Combined with the Heavy Pressure soul skill, it can be regarded as a weakened gravity domain, sufficient for your current training."

As Yan listened to Resak's introduction, his gaze immediately fixed intensely on Mu Ming, his eyes seeming to shine.

Mu Ming could only smile bitterly. He had thought he was being kept behind because Spirit Hall had some important decree for him. Apparently, he had overthought it.

"Mu Ming, you're in luck. Yan is a genius who has caught His Holiness the Pope's eye. If you assist his cultivation, Spirit Hall certainly won't shortchange you. It may even help you break through to Soul Emperor sooner."

Resak might have looked rough, but he was meticulous within. His words were naturally meant to dispel Mu Ming's concerns and ensure he did not slack off.

Moreover, Resak's words were not empty promises. Yan's rank within Spirit Hall had risen somewhat, and the rewards for assisting his cultivation would certainly be substantial.

Yan's future was even brighter. So long as he did not die young, he would undoubtedly become one of Spirit Hall's high-ranking figures. Building a good relationship with such a person would naturally bring enormous benefits.

"Yes, Mu Ming understands."

Mu Ming drew a deep breath and respectfully stated his position. He had clearly understood Resak's warning.

"Furthermore, His Holiness Chrysanthemum Douluo has specially permitted you to use the top-tier Mimicry Training Room for two hours every day. Your resource allocation will also be raised. His Holiness Chrysanthemum Douluo will even personally allocate some high-year medicinal herbs from Spirit Hall's herb garden for your cultivation."

When those words came out, Yan was genuinely surprised.

Throughout all of Spirit Hall, who did not know that Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan loved flowers to the point of obsession? His herb garden was practically his forbidden possession. If he did not think exceptionally highly of Yan, he would never have specifically set aside a share of the garden for him.

Yan fell silent for a moment, moved by a surge of emotion. He spoke solemnly, "Teacher Resak, please properly thank Elder Yue Guan for me. Tell him I will never disappoint his expectations."

"Haha, good child."

Resak answered with a smile. Then, as if recalling something, he continued, "By the way, Spirit Hall has already made a decision regarding the Zhao Leshan and Zhao Leshui brothers.

Zhao Leshui will be expelled directly from Spirit Hall and ordered to leave Spirit City within a set deadline.

As for Zhao Leshan, he will be confined for three months, stripped of his graduation qualifications and his place in the inner academy. After three months, he will be sent directly to a Martial Soul Sub-Hall in the Far North. Unless he renders great merit, he cannot be promoted."

"The Far North?"

Yan paused. It was one of the three great gathering places for soul beasts on the Douluo Continent. Unfortunately, it had received little attention during the first Douluo era, only revealing its full scope during Huo Gua's era in the second.

"What, have you gone soft-hearted?"

Resak looked at Yan's blank expression and asked.

"No. I was just thinking of something else."

Yan merely shook his head. He was only considering whether there was anything in the Far North he could make use of; he had no intention of pleading for the Zhao brothers.