"And how do you resolve the backlash from Twin Martial Souls?" Wang Dong'er posed her question.
"It is nothing more than increasing one's mental power and physical constitution. As for the specific methods, I will not say. That is the secret of This Seat's sect."
Feng Piaoling said.
Being able to connect the dots between mental power and physical constitution, Wang Dong'er knew that Feng Piaoling was not just boasting.
She looked at Xiao Xiao and said, "Xiao Xiao, based on my understanding, what he said shouldn't be false, but this matter is something only you can decide for yourself."
Xiao Xiao nodded heavily, "I will think it over carefully."
"Then give me your answer once you have decided. I will usually be at the Mimicry Training Ground. If you make up your mind, go there to find me."
After Feng Piaoling finished speaking, he turned and left with Jiang Nannan.
They hadn't walked far when Jiang Nannan suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Feng Piaoling's sleeve. Feng Piaoling turned around to look and asked casually, "What is it?"
"That... Benefactor, may I join your sect?" Jiang Nannan asked with some hesitation.
Feng Piaoling smiled slightly, "Aren't you already in it?"
"Mm." Jiang Nannan nodded heavily. She let go of Feng Piaoling's hand, her expression excited as she stepped forward to walk side-by-side with him.
"Then Benefactor, what will the name of our sect be in the future?"
"Hmm... I haven't thought about it yet."
"Then I will help you think of one..."
"Alright!"
In the end, after Feng Piaoling discussed some of the sect's structure with Jiang Nannan, he gave this new sect a new name.
Soul Master Guild!
The next day, Feng Piaoling went to the cafeteria to eat as usual.
Feng Piaoling brushed his storage Soul Tool, took out the table and chairs he had purchased at the academy's general store, and sat at a window seat on the second floor.
"From now on, stop being so frugal. No amount of money compares to the improvement of one's cultivation speed. Furthermore, since you have already become the Chief Disciple of my Soul Master Guild, I will also pass down the corresponding cultivation technique to you."
Feng Piaoling looked at Jiang Nannan, who was sitting across from him, and handed her a gold card.
"Understood, Benefactor."
Jiang Nannan happily accepted the gold card from Feng Piaoling, feeling a sense of warmth in her heart.
Then, she asked with surprise, "Benefactor, does our Soul Master Guild have its own cultivation techniques too?"
"Mm, the Green Lotus Sword Art, I created it myself." The Green Lotus Sword Art was something Feng Piaoling had created based on his own actual circumstances.
It was the cultivation technique most compatible with himself.
Feng Piaoling did not know if others could truly master it; after all, the intricate soul power circulation routes within it were enough to turn anyone else's brain into mush just by trying to sort them out.
Even with Feng Piaoling's soul power guidance, it was not easy to cultivate.
But as long as one could master the first or second level, it would certainly increase the density of one's soul power, and it could also serve to expand the dantian and strengthen the meridians, increasing cultivation speed on top of one's original foundation.
If one could cultivate to the sixth level, as Feng Piaoling envisioned, and open up the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, it would absolutely lay a solid foundation.
Their future prospects would be absolutely limitless.
Originally, Feng Piaoling had wanted to open up the Eight Extraordinary Meridians early on, but after years of experimentation, he discovered that the laws of heaven and earth in this world seemed to be suppressing him. Without the help of external forces, to open all the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, he could only do so by raising the technique to the sixth level.
To date, Feng Piaoling had only cultivated to the fourth level, opening four meridians.
He already had a preliminary concept for the fifth level.
According to his calculations, the fifth level could only open the fifth and sixth meridians; to open the remaining meridians, he feared he would have to wait until he reached the sixth level.
By that time, Feng Piaoling could attempt to help others open their Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
In this way, reaching the sixth level might become much easier.
As for the seventh level and above, it would likely not be so easy.
Because by that point, the Green Lotus Sword Art would no longer be focused on the foundation, but would instead focus on increasing attack power.
It would not only require talent; martial soul compatibility and personal comprehension would play a leading role.
Without sufficient martial soul compatibility and personal comprehension, even if you were a cultivation genius with Innate Full Soul Power, you would likely be unable to advance.
Even so, the power of the six-level Green Lotus Sword Art was far beyond that of the same rank, and it would be more than enough even if cultivated to the level of a Titled Douluo.
"Benefactor, you are truly amazing." Previously, Feng Piaoling had created a movement technique called Clone Shadow, which had already surprised her greatly.
But now, he could actually create a cultivation technique, which made her, who already admired him, respect Feng Piaoling even more.
Feng Piaoling took a sip of the broth made from soul beast meat and said:
"Also, stop calling me Benefactor. Hearing 'Benefactor' over and over feels a bit awkward. From now on, just call me Feng Piaoling, or Piaoling. As for the Soul Master Guild, it is not yet time for it to emerge; everything must be kept hidden. We will announce it to the world once we have sufficient strength in the future. Before then, only the two of us need to know about the Green Lotus Sword Art."
"Understood, Benefactor." Jiang Nannan agreed immediately, yet she still insisted on calling Feng Piaoling Benefactor.
This left Feng Piaoling somewhat helpless. He looked Jiang Nannan up and down, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this girl's mind seemed a bit unable to turn the corner.
Soon, the two of them finished their expensive breakfast.
After eating, the two walked out of the cafeteria and went their separate ways.
Feng Piaoling headed toward the freshman teaching building, preparing for his daily check-in at Class Nine.
As he walked, Feng Piaoling stopped; it was a narrow path for enemies, as he had actually run into that old hag, Zhou Yi.
"I heard you never attend class, choosing instead to bury yourself in the Mimicry Training Ground for hard training every day?"
Zhou Yi looked at Feng Piaoling with unkind eyes.
Feng Piaoling said indifferently, "What, is Teacher Zhou Yi here specifically to answer that question of mine?"
"I will find the answer to that question myself, but do you realize you are completely wasting your talent? Building a carriage behind closed doors will only leave you falling behind others in the end."
Zhou Yi's expression shifted slightly; regarding Feng Piaoling's question, she had gone back and looked up a great deal of information.
The results all pointed to the same thing: the condition for the birth of innate Twin Martial Souls is that the quality of the martial souls must be similar.
Even for the Sea God Tang San from ten thousand years ago, his first martial soul, the Blue Silver Grass, possessed the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor; it was not some trash martial soul.
But if that were the case, didn't it mean that the theories of the Great Master Yu Xiaogang—the man she viewed as an idol and admired deeply—were wrong?
This made Zhou Yi unwilling to continue thinking, and even more unwilling to admit it all.
"Then take your time thinking about it. But one day, make sure you don't use that 'shoot the arrow first, then draw the target' theory again; it only makes your teaching level look pathetic."
Feng Piaoling sneered and walked past her.
Zhou Yi's face turned gloomy. Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target—who was he insulting?
"Damn it. Don't ever fall into my hands, or I will show you what the teaching standard of a top-tier Great Master really is."
Unknowingly, Feng Piaoling had become an obsession in Zhou Yi's heart.
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