Do Your Own Things Yourself

Li Ang's figure blurred into an afterimage as he departed; he did not pay much attention to these matters.

After all, with Tang San suppressed, Tang Wulin would be unable to stir up any waves even if he wanted to.

The night passed quickly.

Because today was the day of the Class Promotion Tournament, there were no classes held.

Instead, Class 5 began the tournament challenges.

As a genius of Class 1, Li Ang was naturally expected to participate in the Class Promotion Tournament.

However, due to being ostracized within his class, he did not even know if he had a spot in this tournament.

While the other students went to watch the tournament, Li Ang requested leave and returned directly to the Spirit Pagoda.

Ye Yingluo naturally had no reason to deny his leave, given the boy's status.

Li Ang boarded a vehicle and returned to the Spirit Pagoda.

Although Ming Yue was somewhat surprised by Li Ang's return, she still stood respectfully at the entrance to wait for him.

"Young Pagoda Master, do you have any instructions?"

"It's nothing, you don't need to worry about me."

"Prepare lunch for noon; I may need to stay inside the Spirit Ascension Platform for a while."

Li Ang said, glancing at Ming Yue.

He waved his hand dismissively and headed toward the elevator on his own.

His current Soul Ring configuration was rather peculiar: two purple rings and one yellow ring.

If people were to see it, setting aside whether it was reasonable or not, one had to know that under normal circumstances, it was impossible to attach a hundred-year Soul Ring after already possessing thousand-year Soul Rings.

His current setup would certainly appear very strange.

What Li Ang intended to do was use these next few days to elevate his third Soul Ring to the thousand-year level as well.

However, this presented a problem.

To raise the third Soul Ring to the thousand-year level effectively meant increasing the age of all three rings simultaneously, which was a task of significant difficulty.

Thus, Li Ang had prepared himself for a long stay inside.

Of course, the main plan was to let the two soul beasts hunt on their own while he focused on his own research.

Lying in the hibernation pod, Li Ang felt the familiar sensation of darkness wash over him, and he appeared once again in the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform.

He beckoned slightly, and the Little Black Dog slowly manifested.

Sensing the familiar environment, the Little Black Dog lowered its head to sniff, then stuck its tongue out at Li Ang.

Beside Li Ang, the Little Butterfly appeared as well.

The butterfly gently flapped its wings, its gaze meeting Li Ang's with a hint of curiosity in its eyes.

"Do your own work; you two go hunt soul beasts to improve your strength, I have my own things to do here."

After Li Ang finished speaking, he glanced at his two guardian beasts.

The Little Butterfly and the Little Black Dog froze for a moment.

Then, the Little Black Dog retracted its tongue, its body suddenly expanding into a terrifying black hound nearly three meters tall.

It then bolted wildly toward the side.

The Little Butterfly remained silent for a moment before its entire body slowly merged with the air, disappearing right in front of Li Ang.

Li Ang did not pay much mind to the Little Butterfly's ability to master such invisibility-like traits.

The Little Butterfly's inherent traits were already very strong, and coupled with the Ultimate Ice attribute, its combat effectiveness was actually quite considerable.

However, Li Ang was hesitating over whether to remove the Ultimate Ice attribute.

After all, this trait seemed somewhat redundant for the Little Butterfly, which currently relied primarily on its own sharpness and its terrifying ability to undergo metallization.

"The Little Butterfly's Ultimate Ice ability isn't very useful."

"Furthermore, if I want to travel ten thousand years into the past, I need a trait similar to time."

"My current four traits are all focused on elemental bonuses, which means I need to raise my strength to the four-ring or five-ring level before I can travel ten thousand years back."

Li Ang spoke to himself while writing down the necessary requirements on paper.

He was no top-tier overpowered protagonist; although he possessed the terrifying power bonus of the Geo Archon Rex Lapis template, he was still very studious.

At this moment, he was also researching the traits native to Douluo Planet.

He needed a trait that would allow him to project himself ten thousand years into the past, rather than forcing the time of the entire Douluo Planet to shift.

Changing time was an incredibly difficult feat.

After all, simply turning back Douluo Planet would not change the world; changing the world was equivalent to altering the rules of the entire universe.

Aside from those who cheated, Li Ang did not believe he could easily accomplish this on his own.

Therefore, he still needed to carefully research this aspect of things.

Of course, besides these two aspects, forging was also placed in a key position by Li Ang.

Although his innate talent was astonishing, one could even say his talent was heaven-defying.

He could utilize the power carried by the Geo Archon Rex Lapis template to purify metal, creating simpler and even more powerful metals.

However, Spirit Refinement was also a hurdle, one that had kept him stuck for three years.

Yet, after Mu Chen's meticulous guidance, he finally had some inkling of how to proceed.

Although he was still unable to complete Spirit Refinement at the moment, he had already managed to figure out some of the key steps.

Once I can fully forge Spirit Refinement, I can help Little Butterfly improve once again.

By then, Little Butterfly, possessing the strength of Spirit Refinement metal, even if it can't compare to Two-Word Battle Armor, will be much stronger than One-Word Battle Armor.

Li Ang spoke to himself while thinking, all the while proceeding with the next step of his research.

Time ticked away, second by second.

At this moment, the Primary Spirit Ascension Platform posed almost no threat to Li Ang.

In this place where there wasn't even a thousand-year Soul Ring beast, Little Black Dog was simply slaughtering at will.

However, the age of the Soul Ring absorbed here was also very limited.

Even if Little Black Dog killed soul beasts for a whole day, paired with an invisible killer like Little Butterfly, the two of them hunting together, this day only increased the Soul Ring age by nearly a hundred years.

This was unimaginable for others.

After all, staying for ten days could raise a Soul Ring to a thousand years, which was equivalent to the effect of entering nearly ten times.

But for Li Ang, raising Little Black Dog from a thousand years to ten thousand years was not something that could be done in a short time.

Even though Little Butterfly only needed to be raised to a thousand years, this would still require Li Ang to waste some time.

Inside Eastsea Academy.

Today's match had already ended, with Class Five facing off against Class Four.

With Gu Yue's presence, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie exerted their strength to the fullest.

Class Four was defeated without almost any resistance.

Watching Class Four being defeated so easily, especially seeing the two-ring cultivation of Gu Yue and Xie Xie.

"What's the point of even fighting? Both of these kids have broken through to the two-ring level; why aren't they in Class One instead of staying in Class Five?"

The homeroom teacher of Class Four was a male teacher.

He muttered to himself, his face filled with anger.

Anyone would be speechless encountering such a situation.

Although the combat power of these two children was strong, what was even more terrifying was their cultivation; with two two-ringers fighting three one-ringers, how could it be anything but an easy win?

However, listening to the male teacher's complaints, the other teachers remained silent.

Ye Yingluo and Ye Yingrong, the two sisters, stood side by side.

Ye Yingluo's gaze swept toward Wu Zhangkong, her eyes cold to the extreme, yet Wu Zhangkong never once looked at Ye Yingluo.

As for Ye Yingrong, she scanned back and forth between her sister and Wu Zhangkong, keeping her head down and saying nothing.

Compared to the pressure Wu Zhangkong brought to the teachers here, on the other side, Tang Wulin stood there with a rather strange expression.

He looked at his left hand from time to time.

Something had appeared on his left hand, something he hadn't expected, or rather, something he hadn't even been aware of at all.