Soul Hall

"How would you resolve the backlash from having Twin Martial Souls?" Wang Dong'er asked, voicing her concern.

"It's nothing more than improving your mental strength and physical constitution. As for the specifics, I won't say. It's a secret of our sect."

Feng Piaoling replied.

Since she had been able to think of mental strength and physical constitution, Wang Dong'er knew Feng Piaoling wasn't just talking big.

She looked at Xiao Xiao and said, "Xiao Xiao, from what I understand, what he said probably isn't false. But this is something only you can decide for yourself."

Xiao Xiao nodded firmly. "I'll think it over carefully."

"Then give me your answer once you've decided. I'll usually be at the Mimicry Training Ground. If you make up your mind, come find me there."

After saying that, Feng Piaoling turned and left with Jiang Nannan.

They hadn't gone far when Jiang Nannan suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Piaoling's sleeve. He turned to look at her and casually asked, "What's wrong?"

"Um... benefactor, could I join your sect?" Jiang Nannan asked, a little bashfully.

Feng Piaoling smiled faintly. "Aren't you already a member?"

"Mm." Jiang Nannan nodded firmly. She let go of Feng Piaoling's sleeve, then excitedly stepped forward and walked alongside him.

"Then, benefactor, what will our sect be called?"

"Hmm... I haven't thought of a name yet."

"Then I'll help you think of one..."

"Good!"

In the end, after Feng Piaoling explained some things about the sect's structure to Jiang Nannan, he gave their new sect a new name.

The Soul Master Guild!

The next day, Feng Piaoling went to the cafeteria to eat, as usual.

With a swipe of his Storage Soul Tool, Feng Piaoling took out the table and chairs he had bought at the academy's general store and sat by a window on the second floor.

"From now on, don't skimp on expenses. No amount of money is worth more than improving your cultivation speed. And since you've become the chief disciple of my Soul Master Guild, I'll pass on the corresponding cultivation art to you as well."

Feng Piaoling looked at Jiang Nannan, seated across from him, and offered her a gold card.

"All right, benefactor."

Jiang Nannan happily accepted the gold card Feng Piaoling gave her, feeling delighted.

Then, she asked excitedly, "Benefactor, does our Soul Master Guild have a cultivation art too?"

"Mm. The Green Lotus Sword Art. I created it myself." Feng Piaoling had created the Green Lotus Sword Art based on his own circumstances.

It was the cultivation art best suited to him.

Feng Piaoling didn't know whether anyone else could truly master it. The intricate routes along which Soul Power circulated would be enough to make anyone else's head spin just from trying to make sense of them.

Even with Feng Piaoling guiding their Soul Power, it would be no easy task to cultivate.

But as long as they managed to master one or two levels, their Soul Power would surely grow a little denser. It could also expand their dantian and strengthen their meridians, increasing their cultivation speed beyond its original level.

If they could reach the sixth level Feng Piaoling had envisioned and open the eight extraordinary meridians, they would lay an absolutely solid foundation.

Their future prospects would be limitless.

Originally, Feng Piaoling had wanted to open the eight extraordinary meridians early on. But after years of attempts, he had discovered that the laws of heaven and earth in this world seemed to suppress him. Without outside help, the only way to open all eight extraordinary meridians was to raise the cultivation art to the sixth level.

So far, Feng Piaoling had only reached the fourth level, opening four meridians.

He had already formed a preliminary concept for the fifth level as well.

According to his calculations, the fifth level could only open the fifth and sixth meridians. To open all the remaining meridians, he would probably have to wait until he reached the sixth level.

By then, Feng Piaoling would be able to try opening the eight extraordinary meridians for other people.

That way, reaching the sixth level might be much easier.

As for the seventh level and beyond, it probably wouldn't be so easy.

By then, the Green Lotus Sword Art would no longer serve as a foundation. Instead, it would focus on increasing offensive power.

Talent would no longer be enough; Martial Soul compatibility and individual comprehension would take the lead.

Without sufficient Martial Soul compatibility and comprehension, even a cultivation genius with Innate Full Soul Power would probably be unable to advance.

Even so, the sixth level of the Green Lotus Sword Art was far more powerful than other techniques of the same rank. It would be more than enough to cultivate all the way to Titled Douluo.

"Benefactor, you're amazing." Feng Piaoling had already astonished her by creating a movement technique called Clone Shadow.

Now he had even created a cultivation art. Her admiration for him had already been growing, and now she respected him even more.

Feng Piaoling took a sip of rich broth simmered with Soul Beast meat and said,

"Don't call me benefactor anymore. Hearing you say 'benefactor' all the time feels strange. From now on, just call me Feng Piaoling, or Piaoling. As for the Soul Master Guild, it's not time for it to emerge yet. We need to keep everything hidden until we're strong enough. Then we can announce ourselves to the world. Until then, only the two of us should know about the Green Lotus Sword Art."

"All right, benefactor." Jiang Nannan readily agreed, but still insisted on calling Feng Piaoling her benefactor.

Feng Piaoling was more than a little exasperated. He looked Jiang Nannan up and down and couldn't help thinking that this girl seemed a little slow on the uptake.

Soon, the two of them finished their two expensive breakfasts.

After breakfast, they left the cafeteria and went their separate ways.

Feng Piaoling headed for the freshman teaching building, ready to check in at Class Nine, as he did every day.

As he walked, Feng Piaoling stopped. Talk about a narrow escape—he had run into that old woman, Zhou Yi.

"I hear you never go to class and spend all your time holed up in the Mimicry Training Ground, training in seclusion?"

Zhou Yi looked at Feng Piaoling with open hostility.

Feng Piaoling replied coolly, "What, Teacher Zhou? Did you come all this way to answer my question?"

"I'll find the answer to your question in time. But do you realize you're completely wasting your talent? Shut away in your own little world, you'll only end up falling behind everyone else."

Zhou Yi's expression shifted. She had gone back and looked up a great deal of information about Feng Piaoling's question.

Every source said the same thing: the condition for Twin Martial Souls to occur naturally was that the two Martial Souls had to be similar in quality.

Even the Blue Silver Grass, the First Martial Soul of Sea God Tang San from ten thousand years ago, possessed the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline. It hadn't been some Trash Martial Soul.

But if that was true, didn't it mean that the theory of Yu Xiaogang, the Grandmaster she idolized and admired so deeply, was wrong?

Zhou Yi didn't want to think about it any further, much less admit it.

"Then take your time thinking. But one day, don't use that theory of shooting the arrow first and drawing the target afterward. It'll only make your teaching seem utterly incompetent."

Feng Piaoling sneered and walked past her.

Zhou Yi's face darkened. Shooting the arrow first and drawing the target afterward—who was he insulting?

"Damn it. Just you wait. If you ever fall into my hands, I'll show you what the teaching standards of a top-tier theoretical grandmaster really are."

Before she knew it, Feng Piaoling had become an obsession in Zhou Yi's heart.