Defying the Natural Order!

After a year, going from level three to level four, his progress probably would not slow down during the Spirit Master stage.

By the time he reached twelve, even with Innate Soul Power holding him back, his Soul Power should still reach the twenties.

Of course, all of this was data Yun Feng had deduced himself. It might not be reliable.

After all, there was no systematic calculation method, and various factors had to be considered. It was impossible to cultivate every moment of every day.

That was why talent really was the final straw that crushed the camel.

And that was with Yun Feng's bug-like cultivation method.

Only by cultivating continuously without interruption could he barely achieve this much.

If it were another Spirit Master with the same level-one Soul Power, without so many prerequisites, they might not even reach level thirty in their entire life.

Yu Xiaogang had managed to cultivate from level 0.5 to level twenty-nine, a Soul Grandmaster, entirely because he had been born into a good family.

Ordinary people would find it difficult just to cultivate that far.

They might even give up on Spirit Master cultivation altogether.

Spirit Rings were another problem. Who would help a Spirit Master with absolutely no future obtain a hundred-year soul beast?

Talent, talent.

Just look at Tang San. He attended class in the morning, forged iron in the afternoon, and only cultivated at night, yet his cultivation soared like crazy.

Xiao Wu was even more outrageous. Before, she could not even be bothered to move while cultivating, but later, she was influenced by the atmosphere of everyone competing with each other.

She did cultivate a little, more or less, but she still advanced while eating, drinking, and playing around.

It was simply ridiculous.

Still, Yun Feng was not too worried. He understood the story of the tortoise and the hare!

Though he had been born lacking, he now had a cheat. It was not very powerful yet, but it was enough!

A few more days passed. After class, Yun Feng went to the cafeteria to eat and was immediately stopped by Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Feng, you're so diligent every day that no one even plays with me anymore!"

Yun Feng gave an awkward laugh.

After thinking for a moment, he explained,

"Sister Xiao Wu, I can't help it either. You're all Spirit Masters already, while my Soul Power is only level three."

Xiao Wu looked at Yun Feng, who was now a full head taller than her, and felt somewhat unable to refute him. Was it not perfectly normal for Spirit Masters to cultivate Soul Power?

It was just that Yun Feng worked hard while also seeming completely unmotivated, which was rather strange.

And if she did not cultivate a little herself, she seemed completely out of place.

That made Xiao Wu a little uncomfortable.

Tang San did not notice Xiao Wu's expression at all and directly said to her,

"Sister Xiao Wu, you should cultivate more too. Otherwise, you'll waste such good talent!"

Tang San had meant well, but Xiao Wu and Tang San were not particularly close yet.

She had been the one to ask Yun Feng, and he had not said anything about her.

What was Tang San doing?

Why did he have to start lecturing her?

A rebellious feeling spread through her heart, and her opinion of Tang San began to change.

"Mind your own business!"

"I—"

Seeing Xiao Wu like this, Tang San had just wanted to explain, but Xiao Wu turned and walked away.

Yun Feng nearly burst out laughing at the sight.

Wasn't that just lifting a rock only to smash his own foot?

Yun Feng did not linger either. He got himself a meal and sat alone in a corner to eat.

He still had to cultivate. Where would he find the time to fool around with them?

Tang San wanted to shamelessly sit beside Xiao Wu, but the ill-tempered Xiao Wu drove him away without hesitation.

What status do I have, and what status do you have?

Defying the natural order!

He actually dared to lecture the boss!

Left with no choice, Tang San set his sights on Yun Feng as well.

He plopped down in the seat across from Yun Feng.

Then he began eating.

Every now and then, he glanced in Xiao Wu's direction.

Yun Feng did not know what to say. Wasn't this just like those elementary school kids from his previous life who deliberately made noise to attract someone's attention?

As though if he looked a few more times, the person across from him would turn around and discover his deep feelings.

Yun Feng only wanted to hurry up, finish eating, and leave this troublesome place.

What if I make Tang San unhappy?

What if I end up with a death wish?

Yun Feng quickly finished eating and packed up his things.

"Tang San, I'm going to cultivate first. Take your time eating!"

With that, he ran off.

Not long after, Yu Xiaogang came over to Tang San and watched Yun Feng disappear as swiftly as the wind.

"That child is called Yun Feng, right? He's clever and hardworking. If his Innate Soul Power had been a few levels higher, he might have achieved something. But level one is still too low!"

"Some people have the limits of their entire lives decided from the moment they are born. Not everyone can defy fate and change their destiny like I did!"

When Tang San saw Yu Xiaogang arrive and heard his words, he automatically ignored the latter half and instead became curious about Yu Xiaogang's assessment of Yun Feng.

"Clever?"

Hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang explained,

"Yes. There is a great deal of Blue Silver Grass on the back mountain. It is a natural Mimic Environment and can help his cultivation somewhat. The fact that he discovered it means he is indeed rather clever!"

After hearing that, Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with bright eyes and asked,

"Teacher, what about me?"

"Can I also go to the back mountain to cultivate?"

Seeing Tang San like this, Yu Xiaogang smiled and rubbed his head.

"Of course you can, but do you have the time?"

"You attend class with me in the morning, forge iron in the afternoon, and only have a little time to cultivate at night."

Tang San realized the problem as well. He scratched his head, looking somewhat troubled.

In the end, he could only sigh and abandon the idea.

After finishing his meal, Tang San bid Yu Xiaogang farewell.

"Teacher, I'm going to the blacksmith shop to work and train."

Yu Xiaogang had no reason to stop Tang San, especially after learning that Tang San was actually the son of his idol, Tang Hao.

As a Grandmaster, he naturally knew how formidable the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect was.

Moreover, working there could temper the body, earn money, and practice hammer techniques.

It was a good thing!

Especially since his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, a transitional Martial Soul. Training his body was still very necessary!

Tang San was destined to become a powerhouse in the future, so familiarizing himself with the secret hammer techniques of the Clear Sky Sect in advance—

No matter how he looked at it, there was nothing to lose!

After all, having good talent meant he could afford to be willful!

He had more time to do other things.

Unlike Yun Feng, who could only focus on cultivation. The contrast became immediately obvious.

In Tang San's opinion, he might as well find himself a little girlfriend and carefully cultivate their relationship, so he would not end up unable to find a wife later.

That would leave him with a huge psychological gap!

Another two and a half years passed. Yun Feng, seated cross-legged on the back mountain, suddenly opened his eyes.

A trace of delight appeared in his gaze.

"I finally broke through!"

"My previous deductions were correct. I gained roughly three to four levels a year. Two and a half years was just enough to cultivate from level-two Soul Power to level ten. There wasn't much discrepancy, and I cultivated much faster than ordinary people!"

He could clearly sense that the Soul Power within his body had reached a saturated state. Once he obtained one more thing, he could completely become a Spirit Master!