Xiao Wu sat cross-legged in the wooden cabin on the Floating Island within Void Space, Soul Power rising and falling around her like the tides.
Su Mo stood behind her, his right hand resting on her shoulder as threads of Soul Power entered her body, sensing the movement of every meridian.
"Hold steady." Su Mo's voice was soft. "The level eighty bottleneck has already loosened. Push a little harder, and you'll break through."
Xiao Wu did not open her eyes, merely nodding lightly.
Soul Power surged through her meridians, circulating again and again along the advancement technique route Su Mo had tailored specifically for her.
The Soul Power in her dantian grew thicker and thicker, like a reservoir on the verge of overflowing, lacking only the final floodgate.
Bzzzz—
An invisible shockwave burst from her body, making the cabin windows hum and tremble.
Xiao Wu abruptly opened her eyes, excitement dancing within them.
Level eighty.
When she had left the Star Dou Great Forest, she had never imagined she would reach the threshold of a Soul Douluo so quickly.
And it was all because of the man before her.
"Brother, I broke through." She turned her head and looked up at Su Mo, unable to hide the smile in her eyes.
"I saw." Su Mo reached out and ruffled her hair. The strands slipped through his fingers, smooth as the finest silk. "Next, you need to accumulate Soul Power. You don't have a Soul Power Pool, so you'll have to gather the Soul Power yourself to condense your Eighth Soul Ring."
Xiao Wu nodded.
She was already somewhat impatient!
But she also knew full well that while Su Mo could condense an Eighth Soul Ring of hundred-thousand-year quality, she could not.
Meanwhile, on the training grounds of Su Mo