As Su Ming walked, he mentally counted the Mystic Water Pill's heaven-defying benefits. Its most important effect was to cleanse the meridians and marrow, purge impurities, and strengthen the body.
It could completely eliminate the impurities accumulated in the body through cultivation, greatly widen the meridians, improve one's cultivation constitution, and bring a qualitative improvement to the amount of Soul Power the body could hold.
It could even directly speed up future cultivation. For Soul Masters, every pill was a rare treasure that one could only hope to encounter.
He had heard that Bei Bei had once gotten a Mystic Water Pill from Xu Sanshi and given it to Huo Yuhao. The results had been immediate.
Huo Yuhao's Soul Power had surged from level 10 straight to the peak of level 12. The impurities in his body had been completely purged, and his meridians had widened several times over. His path of cultivation had become incomparably smooth, and his progress had far surpassed what it had been before.
Thinking of all this made Su Ming even more eager, and his pace quickened without him realizing it.
He just wanted to get back to the quiet dormitory as soon as possible, shut out all outside distractions, and devote himself completely to absorbing the Mystic Water Pills.
He would use the medicinal power of all three pills to improve his constitution, raise his Soul Power, and lay an even stronger foundation for his future path as a Soul Master.
He rushed to the dormitory entrance and greeted Mu En, who was back at his usual spot, before heading straight upstairs.
When he opened the dormitory door, he found that Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi were both out, and his urge to show off faded a little.
He hurried into the bathroom, got some water, then sat cross-legged on the bed.
He reached into his Soul Tool pouch and took out a Mystic Water Pill. It was a gentle, watery blue, its surface wreathed in a faint spiritual aura. It felt cool and soothing to the touch.
Without the slightest hesitation, he put the pill in his mouth. The moment it entered, it turned into a cool, warm stream that slid down his throat and spread through his entire body.
He immediately calmed his mind and focused, circulating his cultivation method with all his might as he guided the Mystic Water Pill's gentle yet immense medicinal power through his body.
Before long, the medicinal power had fully dispersed, and waves of pure, water-attributed energy washed through his meridians.
The tiny impurities hidden in his meridians and flesh quickly peeled away under the repeated cleansing, then slowly seeped out through his pores. A layer of gray-black, sticky grime gradually coated his skin, and a faint odor of impurities rose from his body.
At the same time, the pill's cleansing and marrow-renewing effects fully took hold. Su Ming could clearly feel his meridians gradually widening and growing tougher, while the medicinal power nourished and strengthened his body, making up for the shortcomings in his constitution.
The Soul Power in his dantian surged as if fresh water had been poured into it. His level of Soul Power climbed rapidly, and the fluctuations around him grew ever more powerful, far beyond what they had been before.
Su Ming settled his mind and continued guiding the remaining medicinal power into his body and dantian, fully digesting every benefit of the Mystic Water Pill.
He had no idea how long it took. Once the medicinal power in his body had been completely absorbed, he slowly opened his eyes. A flash of brilliance passed through them, and a faint, refreshing spiritual aura lingered around him.
His whole body felt light, as though he had cast off heavy chains. Even his bearing seemed clearer and more radiant.
He stood and felt the changes within him. His Soul Power had increased greatly, and with his meridians widened, it now circulated several times faster.
His physical strength had also improved markedly, and his future cultivation speed had undergone a qualitative leap. A satisfied smile lifted the corners of Su Ming's mouth.
The improvement brought by these three Mystic Water Pills was even more astonishing than he had expected. He had reached the peak of level 42, laying an undeniably solid foundation for the Douluo cultivation that lay ahead.
Su Ming stretched his limbs. Catching a whiff of the stench on his body, he clicked his tongue.
He immediately went to the bathroom and took a bath. After making sure his hands no longer smelled, he returned to the bed and prepared to cultivate a little longer.
Just then, Electrolux's voice sounded in his mind. "Young man, you're quite capable for your age. I watched your fight with that young lady just now. I'm curious—where did you learn your sealing technique?"
The voice was steady, yet carried the weight of ages. It was unlike anything an ordinary Soul Master in this world could possess. Su Ming's heart suddenly tightened as he immediately recognized who it was.
He quickly suppressed the Soul Power surging through his body, cast aside all distractions, and focused his mind, deliberately entering his Sea of Consciousness.
His Sea of Consciousness was no longer as calm and clear as it had been. The mental energy he had depleted somewhat during the earlier battle was slowly settling with the appearance of that voice.
In the void, a hazy gray light slowly gathered into shape. It looked so faint and dim that a gust of wind might have scattered it.
Yet within it lay endless death and desolation, as if it held all the cycles of life and death in the world, and it radiated a profound power that made the soul tremble.
The light gradually sharpened, outlining the blurred form of an old man. He wore a tattered gray robe, its hem marked by the erosion of time.
A dense aura of the undead clung to him, cold and deathly, yet entirely free of evil. Instead, it carried the detachment of one who had seen through the ways of the world.
The old man's form was insubstantial. Only his eyes, within the hazy gray light, held a profound stillness that seemed to see through everything.
Su Ming looked up at the figure, his thoughts racing. He knew perfectly well that the sealing technique Electrolux had asked about was a secret he absolutely could not reveal.
So he kept his composure and put on a bewildered expression, breaking the silence first with a carefully respectful tone. "Elder Yi, you're awake."
Who was Electrolux? He had once been the Holy Necromancer, a figure who had traversed the continent and shaken the heavens. In his lifetime, he had seen countless prodigies, mighty experts, and devious hearts—far more than Su Ming had experienced in his life or meals he had eaten.
The barely perceptible flicker in Su Ming's eyes, and his careful attempt to change the subject, were impossible to hide from him. With a single glance, he saw right through the boy's thoughts.
Had anyone else deliberately concealed something from him like that, it might have displeased him. But as he gazed at the youth before him,
he could clearly sense that Su Ming was surrounded by a powerful aura of righteousness. His gaze was clear and open, and his soul was pure and untainted.
Though he kept a secret, his heart remained set on what was right. He bore no malice or ill intent toward Electrolux.
Besides, he was now no more than a wisp of a remnant soul, adrift in the world for tens of thousands of years. If he had not been drawn by the aura of Gold of Life within Su Ming and taken refuge in his Sea of Consciousness,
he would have long since vanished from the world. In a sense, the boy before him was his savior.
Everyone had secrets of their own. He had endured death and betrayal, and had long since seen through such things. Naturally, he had no wish to expose the boy's concealment and make things awkward.
After a brief silence, Electrolux slowly closed his cloudy eyes, then opened them again. His voice remained as calm as ever.
Yet it carried a desolate majesty that looked down upon the world, slowly emerging from the light. "I am Electrolux."