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Facing Bibi Dong's teasing, Wu Ling merely smiled without saying anything, though he still had to answer her question.

"A week? Then I'll make a trip over there when the time comes, Teacher."

"Good. Elder Gui will go with you then."

After discussing the two most important matters, Bibi Dong set down her chopsticks.

As Wu Ling's teacher, she routinely asked him several questions about cultivation.

After receiving Wu Ling's nearly perfect answers, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad. It seems you haven't neglected the accumulation of knowledge just because your Soul Power has increased.

"Let's leave it at that for today. Although the Martial Soul Awakening matter has gone through smoothly, I still need to issue orders one by one regarding resource allocation and scheduling. Come speak to me again before you leave."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she left, with Chrysanthemum Douluo following behind her. Gui Mei would be training Wu Ling that afternoon.

It was unwise to engage in strenuous activity right after eating, so Wu Ling first had the servants clear away the tableware.

Then, while drinking tea, he chatted idly with Gui Mei for a while.

Before transmigrating, Wu Ling had always needed a short nap at noon.

But after arriving here, he had used his lunchtime break for cultivation instead.

In his words, "A nap can leave someone full of energy, and cultivation can also leave someone full of energy, so the equation cultivation = napping holds true."

If nighttime sleep had not been necessary, Wu Ling might have stopped sleeping altogether.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, Wu Ling finally stood up and prepared to begin his midday cultivation.

After creating his three clones, Wu Ling had intended to have them continue with their usual plans.

But Xiao Fen stopped Wu Ling, Xiao Hong, and Xiao Lan.

"Main body, bring those two guys to my room. I have something to give you."

Wu Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing that this was no simple matter. He suddenly remembered that pile of Spirit Beast corpses. Although arthropod Spirit Beasts such as spiders and scorpions had made up the majority, there had also been quite a few other corpses.

Anticipation gradually rose in Wu Ling's heart as he and his two clones followed Xiao Fen into her room.

Xiao Fen closed the door, then placed her hand in the middle of the two door panels. A round and wondrous magic formation suddenly appeared on the door.

As the formation on the door activated, it was as though a switch had been flipped. One or two formations lit up on every wall.

"What is this?" Wu Ling looked at the dazzling sight before him in surprise.

Xiao Fen proudly puffed out her chest, which could rival Railgun's. "These are anti-peeping, anti-eavesdropping, and anti-detection spells. No, they should be called Soul Arts now."

"Using Soul Power to cast magic! Xiao Fen, you succeeded!" Wu Ling was genuinely shocked. He had urged Xiao Fen to hurry, but he had not expected her to achieve it so quickly. It had only been a little over a month, and she had developed it while also researching magical potions for Bibi Dong.

But Xiao Fen had no intention of letting the excited Wu Ling continue. "I haven't succeeded. This is merely imitation."

"After merging with Medea's lingering shadow, I could use Soul Power to cast magic, but I could only cast instant offensive magic. The lasting magic used to modify a Workshop couldn't be fixed in place, because once those spells left the support of the body, they would gradually dissipate into Soul Power."

"But, but! With intelligence already sufficient to stand shoulder to shoulder with Da Vinci, I used the principle behind Soul Tools—engraving core formations onto rare metals and gemstones before completing them into tools—and used the blood of some Spirit Beasts as a medium to retain Soul Power within an ordinary wooden house!"

Hearing Xiao Fen's explanation, Wu Ling became narcissistic. "Using Spirit Beast blood to store Soul Power and cast Soul Arts? Xiao Fen, you're amazing! But Xiao Fen was ultimately split from a portion of my soul, which means—the most amazing one is still me, Wu Ling!"

To Wu Ling, this accomplishment was enough to shock the continent, but Xiao Fen found it somewhat insignificant.

"Of course. This is merely a shortcut. To me, it's only a transition. Sooner or later, I'll develop a technique that can store Soul Power without using blood.

"And that isn't why I called you here, Main Body. The real purpose comes next."

With that, Xiao Fen walked deeper into the room, while Wu Ling led Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong closely after her.

At the deepest part of the room, Xiao Fen stood where she had been standing when Wu Ling had come looking for her earlier. As she rummaged through some things, she began speaking to Wu Ling.

"To be honest, our teacher Bibi Dong is mentally quite a mess. Clearly, because of Qian Xunji, she hates Spirit Hall and even wishes she could destroy it outright, yet after becoming Pope, she has been exceptionally concerned with Spirit Hall's development.

"Of course, it's also possible that she was doing it for herself—to make full use of her Twin Martial Souls, become a god as quickly as possible, and destroy it after becoming a god sooner.

"But regardless of which it was, I took advantage of that mindset. While she was providing me with Spirit Beasts for research, I used experiments as an excuse to ask for a few more Spirit Beasts."

With that, Xiao Fen took out three bottles filled with liquid. The liquids inside were red, pale blue, and black, corresponding to Xiao Hong, Xiao Lan, and Wu Ling respectively.

"Wait a second. I understand Xiao Lan's and Xiao Hong's, but why is mine black?"

"Oh, that color? Since I wasn't sure what kind of Martial Soul the Unregistered Spirit Origin actually counted as, I just added a bit of everything. Once it was all mixed together, didn't it turn black?

"Here, just drink them now." After casually tossing the three magical potions to them, Xiao Fen turned around and resumed rummaging through her things.

Wu Ling accepted the potion and first pulled out the stopper to sniff it. "Hmm, it actually smells pretty nice. Grape flavor? Next time, please make strawberry or yellow peach flavor. Thanks."

Then Wu Ling, Xiao Hong, and Xiao Lan each drank their magical potions in a single gulp.

"Since this is the first batch, and the dosage was insufficient, one bottle can only last four or five days. And there's this as well."

Xiao Fen tossed Wu Ling a thin book with only a few pages.

"And this is the cultivation technique you wanted. It's the lowest grade, but I researched it during my spare time as well. It should increase refining speed by around ten percent.

"You've already drunk a magical potion that improves cultivation efficiency. If you cultivate with this technique as well, I calculated that catching up to half a month's worth of normal progress in just a few days shouldn't be a problem.

"So? Are you satisfied? Splitting me off was the right choice, wasn't it?"

Hearing Xiao Fen's projected results, Wu Ling laughed excitedly.

"Satisfied. More than satisfied. Such results in just one month—if you weren't my clone, I would want to marry you!"