Promoting Cultivation Techniques

After Wu Ling finished speaking, he casually clapped his hands. In an instant, countless magic arrays appeared on the ground, on the walls of the houses, on the trees in the courtyard, and even in the sky.

"Welcome to my Workshop.

It has thirty layers of all-encompassing barrier fields, enough to withstand a Soul Emperor's full-force attacks for ten minutes.

There are three intermediate Soul Power Furnaces and six low-grade Soul Power Furnaces, equivalent to the total Soul Power of three ordinary level-sixty Soul Emperors.

There are also Beast Bone Soldiers, which originally could only be made from dragon species, but which I improved so they can be made from the corpses of any Spirit Beast.

Using hundred-year Spirit Beast corpses along with my Reinforcement Magecraft, I can make fifty Soul Grandmaster-level Beast Bone Soldiers. There are also ten Soul Ancestor-level Beast Bone Soldiers made from thousand-year Spirit Beasts, and three Soul Emperor-level Beast Bone Soldiers made from ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast corpses.

Besides those, there are countless traps. I even subjected some corridors to otherworldly transformation. Although I currently cannot open spatial turbulence, I can still disrupt communications and make people lose their way within it.

Finally, there is my own strength. Within the Workshop, I can instantly deploy Soul King-level offensive and defensive arrays. If I spend three seconds, I can even use Soul Emperor-level ones. And with the Magic Furnaces supplying me, I do not have to fear exhaustion at all.

So, as long as I am in this Workshop, I can say this clearly—below Soul Saint, I am invincible; above Soul Saint, I can take one down with me!

And all of this was made by the clone of a mere Soul Elder... me."

Claiming invincibility beneath the Soul Saint rank as a Soul Elder—what arrogance! But if it was the truth, then he was not arrogant, but confident.

As Title Douluo, Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and the others did not even need to test anything. A single sweep of their senses confirmed that everything Wu Ling said was true. If anything, he had been somewhat modest.

Even the proud Golden Crocodile Douluo could not calm himself for a long time after seeing the magic arrays and Beast Bone Soldiers around Wu Ling.

Led by Wu Ling, they toured the entire Workshop and personally experienced those attacks and defenses that were insignificant to them, yet still deeply shocking.

As for thoughts like, "Your Workshop can only withstand people below Soul Saint, and you can only throw your weight around in such a tiny place. What is so impressive about that?" none of them even considered them.

After all, more important than its own capabilities was what it represented. It proved that the stories Wu Ling had told were all true!

Moreover, from some of the terms Wu Ling used and from their own knowledge, they could tell that the Workshop's potential did not end there.

Even after Bibi Dong and the others finished their tour and returned to the meeting room, their expressions would still occasionally go blank for an instant. This included Bibi Dong, because Wu Ling had only told her yesterday afternoon that he had a way to convince everyone, not that it would be this shocking.

However, these fifteen people were Title Douluo after all, and their mental fortitude far surpassed that of ordinary people. After a moment, they all regained their composure. After that, the way they looked at Wu Ling had completely changed.

Wu Ling also understood that he had drawn everyone's attention. One of his goals had been achieved.

"Elders, after visiting my Workshop, I believe you have all accepted what I said. Therefore, I now have an important proposal: to make the cultivation techniques public."

At those words, everyone's expressions immediately changed. Each of the three cultivation techniques was enough to serve as a family heirloom, and it was simply impossible to ask them to reveal them publicly. The same went for Wu Ling, their creator. But before they could question him, Wu Ling's tone suddenly shifted.

"Of course, not those three cultivation techniques, but this one." As he spoke, Wu Ling took out another fifteen copies of a cultivation technique labeled "Incomplete," distributed them to everyone, and began explaining.

"A Spirit Master's cultivation of Soul Power can generally be divided into two steps. The first is drawing Soul Power from the atmosphere, and the second is absorbing that Soul Power.

This cultivation technique was obtained by modifying a low-grade cultivation technique. It can only allow someone to draw in ten percent more Soul Power, but it cannot absorb that extra Soul Power.

Even though drawing in Soul Power increases the density of Soul Power around the body, that would at most raise cultivation efficiency by one to three percent. It still cannot compare to a low-grade cultivation technique.

As for those three cultivation techniques, my idea is that the high-grade one can only be learned by Title Douluo-level elders. The intermediate one can be learned by loyal Soul Saints and Soul Douluo. The low-grade one, meanwhile, can only be learned by Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, or the elites of our Martial Soul Academy.

Of course, if enough people learn the low-grade cultivation technique, it may leak out. But what does that matter? As long as the highest-grade cultivation technique does not leak, the advantage will always remain ours. Besides, I have also prepared this for all of you elders."

Afterward, Wu Ling took out another fifteen bottles of potion and placed one before each elder.

"These are the Cultivation Potions I developed. They are likewise divided into low, intermediate, and high grades. Since I know Teacher's and the elders' Martial Souls, these are all high-grade potions. After drinking one, it can increase cultivation efficiency by thirty percent for half a month.

Since I do not know the Martial Souls of the consecrated elders, I only made intermediate potions for you. Their effect is a twenty-percent increase in cultivation efficiency, and the duration is the same."

Seeing Wu Ling take out something so miraculous again, the elders who had not tried one before opened their bottles and took shallow sips. Feeling the circulation of Soul Power within their bodies truly accelerate by several degrees, their eyes instantly lit up like bulbs.

The way they looked at Wu Ling changed once again. They now wanted nothing more than to tie Wu Ling up, lock him in a dark room, and refuse to feed him unless he produced three bottles of potion a day.

"Ahem."

At Qian Daoliu's light cough, everyone instantly broke out in cold sweat and extinguished those thoughts. Then they all began considering how to build a good relationship with Wu Ling.

"I have a fine medicinal herb at home..."

"I also have a jar of good wine at home..."

"I have a lovely granddaughter at home too..."

As for Wu Ling's earlier unilateral distribution of the cultivation techniques, those who had originally felt somewhat dissatisfied immediately changed their minds. What a fine distribution! A good child like Wu Ling must have his reasons for arranging it that way!

Yet throughout that time, whether facing those gazes that seemed ready to devour him or the silence that followed, Wu Ling maintained a wordless smile.

Not even Qian Daoliu could tell whether Wu Ling giving high-grade potions to the elders and intermediate potions to the consecrated elders had been unintentional or deliberate.

But regardless, the course of this meeting seemed to be entirely in Wu Ling's hands.

The meeting ended, but Wu Ling's influence continued to spread. Because of the cultivation techniques, the vast majority of Spirit Masters soon learned the name of Wu Ling, disciple of the current Pope of Spirit Hall.