Class Promotion Tournament Begins

When Nan Fusheng returned to the dormitory, he was already utterly exhausted, but he still forced himself to sit cross-legged and enter a meditative state.

"My cultivation speed has already reached its limit. If I want to improve it further, I can only find a way to enhance my physical constitution or strengthen my meridians."

Earlier, when Class 5 had fought Wu Zhangkong, Nan Fusheng had already recalled the three Worms of Time from his roommates.

He then used Steal during his battle with Wu Zhangkong while secretly Parasitizing him.

"Wu Zhangkong truly deserves to be a Soul Emperor. His cultivation speed alone surpasses the eight people I previously Parasitized, and this Soul Power circulation speed... is that the Mysterious Heaven Skill?"

After successfully Parasitizing Wu Zhangkong, Nan Fusheng could not wait to test how fast a Soul Emperor's cultivation speed truly was. To keep Wu Zhangkong from noticing,

Nan Fusheng Parasitized him with three Worms of Time at once. They would affect Wu Zhangkong's senses while he cultivated, causing him to overlook the fact that his Soul Power cultivation speed had slowed.

"From the looks of it, even a six-ringed Soul Emperor cannot detect my Parasitism. Wu Zhangkong probably isn't pretending not to notice so he can lure me in."

Why did he say that? Because the people of the Tang Sect regarded their sect's cultivation methods and secret techniques as more important than their own lives.

While Parasitizing Wu Zhangkong, Nan Fusheng could clearly sense the circulation route of the Tang Sect's cultivation method.

Given Wu Zhangkong's personality, he would never expose the Tang Sect's precious techniques to Nan Fusheng just to lure him in—at least not before Nan Fusheng became a Tang Sect disciple.

After some thought, Nan Fusheng recalled two Worms of Time from the upperclassmen. Keeping them there would only waste time otherwise.

Nan Fusheng could draw on others' Soul Power for cultivation, and he could also draw on the Soul Power they generated during cultivation.

But drawing on it was not the Star-Sucking Great Skill. Coupled with limitations such as the strength of Nan Fusheng's meridians, he could only maintain Soul Power cultivation at a certain maximum intensity.

Unless he chose to directly absorb another person's life force and Soul Power, rather than absorbing the Soul Power they produced during cultivation as he did now.

Nan Fusheng currently had three Worms of Time Parasitizing Wu Zhangkong, three on upperclassmen, and three more kept on himself while he waited to find suitable targets.

Starting the next day, Tang Wulin received special permission not to attend physical training. The reason was simple.

In Wu Zhangkong's eyes, even his own physical fitness was inferior to Tang Wulin's. Ordinary training was useless for such an exceptionally gifted freak. Tang Wulin's time would be better spent on other cultivation, such as learning how to control Blue Silver Grass more effectively.

Nan Fusheng, whose physical fitness was equally outstanding, was also given special permission by Wu Zhangkong to focus on cultivating his Soul Power and studying his Martial Soul.

On the third day of physical training, the other students of Grade 1 Class 5 finally could not endure any longer. A large number of them collapsed. From that day onward, their schedule returned to physical training in the morning and theory classes in the afternoon.

With physical training taking up only half the day, the students actually felt much more relaxed, and no one complained anymore.

Nan Fusheng, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue underwent spiritual power tests, and the results were astonishing. Xie Xie's spiritual power was twenty-nine, already a very respectable result among children his age and close to the mid-stage of the Spirit Origin Realm.

Tang Wulin's spiritual power was forty-four, placing him directly at the mid-stage of the Spirit Origin Realm. However, he did not mention that his last test had only been thirty-eight. His spiritual power had improved considerably in such a short time.

Their spiritual power had already given Wu Zhangkong a few pleasant surprises, but compared with Nan Fusheng and Gu Yue, they were truly unremarkable.

Although Nan Fusheng had deliberately concealed some of it, his spiritual power still reached ninety-two, directly attaining the peak of the Spirit Origin Realm.

Gu Yue's spiritual power was even higher, reaching one hundred and nineteen. It had already exceeded the Spirit Origin Realm altogether.

Among the levels of spiritual power, the first was the Spirit Origin Realm. Once one's spiritual power test value exceeded one hundred, they directly entered another level known as the Spirit Connection Realm.

Spirit Connection Realm meant that one's mind was spiritually attuned and thoughts could reach where intent pointed. Upon reaching the Spirit Connection Realm, one began to grasp spiritual power control and could truly wield their own spiritual power as they pleased. They could support two yellow Soul Spirits or one purple Soul Spirit.

Only then did Wu Zhangkong confirm that Gu Yue's Elementalist Martial Soul was most likely a rare Mental Type Martial Soul. She used powerful spiritual power to communicate with the elements and command them for her own use.

Spirit-type Soul Masters were the rarest and most sought-after in the modern world, because they were the most compatible with Mechas. This made Wu Zhangkong value Nan Fusheng and Gu Yue even more.

Of course, there would be no difference in the hardship of their training. The more the cold and proud male god valued them, the greater their training load became.

The days that followed were incredibly fulfilling. They cultivated and meditated diligently for six days every week, while on the remaining day, Nan Fusheng either cultivated in the dormitory or checked on the other dorms, using their occupants to train his abilities as a Dream Master by Stealing dreams.

Whenever Nan Fusheng took a liking to a student, he would directly Parasitize them with a Worm of Time. Then, at night, he would use the Worm of Time on them to Steal their dreams. However, his targets were generally students from the Intermediate Division.

Fulfilling days always passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, two months went by, and Nan Fusheng's Soul Power had reached level sixteen—essentially one level per month. Then, one day, Wu Zhangkong called him, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue to the office and informed them that the first match of the Class Promotion Tournament would begin next week.

Over those two-plus months, everyone had changed considerably. Most importantly, under Wu Zhangkong's inhuman "special training," they had become highly coordinated, and the four of them got along very well. Well, aside from Xie Xie occasionally being stared at by Gu Yue as though he were dead weight.

Without question, Gu Yue was the strongest of the four. Even against Nan Fusheng, she only needed to obscure his vision with the Light Element, use the Space Element to reposition herself, and then bombard him with fireballs, ice cones, and Wind Blades. Nan Fusheng would have no way to deal with her. Only Gu Yue, who wielded multiple elements, could perform such maneuvers.

And although Xie Xie had already used every ounce of strength he had during special training, he still could not catch up to Gu Yue.

However, after more than two months, Xie Xie's Soul Power had astonishingly reached level nineteen. Once he advanced another level, he could absorb the second Soul Ring from his century-old Soul Spirit and advance to a Soul Grandmaster.

Gu Yue's Soul Power had reached level seventeen, advancing two levels. Although Tang Wulin possessed Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul, he worked hard every day to practice controlling it. Combined with an advanced Meditation Technique and Wu Zhangkong's guidance, his Soul Power had also risen by one level, reaching level twelve.

"Teacher, who will Class 4 send to compete against us? Do we have any information on them?" Xie Xie asked Wu Zhangkong eagerly.

Wu Zhangkong replied coldly, "If you need information just to defeat a mere Class 4, then are you worthy of being my disciples? You have only one task in next week's match: Crush them! Do you understand?"

"Yes!" the four answered in unison.