Significant Improvement!

This power did not truly belong in this world, or rather, it should not have appeared in this somewhat backward world.

Yet, under Neuvillette's control, this power actually began to merge with Chen Zhou's body.

However, this brought immense suffering to Chen Zhou; whether it was the transformation of his mental power or his inherent soul power, both resulted in unimaginable, excruciating pain.

At this moment, this agony relentlessly tortured Chen Zhou, leaving him unable to live and unable to die.

Fortunately, in the Dream World, whenever he could no longer endure, Neuvillette would simply raise his hand to slay Chen Zhou, allowing him to resurrect after death and continue experiencing this power.

This repetitive, ceaseless torture caused Chen Zhou's mental power to deplete rapidly.

It was only because his own mental power was beginning to change, combined with the fact that he possessed the soul of an adult and a mental strength exceeding 1,000 points, that he survived.

Otherwise, if it had been a normal six-year-old child, they would have suffered a mental breakdown long ago or even turned into a complete lunatic.

Even so, this night was an immense drain on Chen Zhou's mental energy.

Especially as his soul power began to undergo transformation, his physical body in the outside world even started to expel black substances, beginning to refine his very constitution.

As the final four or five hours passed, when the bedroom door was knocked and Chen Zhou groggily opened his eyes, an unbearable stench assaulted his nostrils.

This stench was truly intolerable; it was not a scent that should ever emanate from a human being.

Sniffing the foul odor, Chen Zhou pinched his nose and sat up. The bedsheets around him were covered not only in sweat but also in this black substance.

Looking at these residues, Chen Zhou couldn't help but retch, then immediately scrambled out of bed to head to the bathroom for a shower.

After scrubbing for over ten minutes, using body wash several times, and changing into fresh clothes, Chen Zhou finally opened the door, looking somewhat wilted.

Su Xin was momentarily stunned when she saw the state of her young Pagoda Master.

She then caught the pungent odor and, seeing the black substance on the sheets, felt quite bewildered.

However, relying on her excellent professionalism, she didn't ask any questions and simply smiled at Chen Zhou.

"Young Pagoda Master, the Pagoda Master has asked you to go eat first. I will clean up the room for you."

"Alright, thank you for the trouble, Sister Su Xin. This smell is a bit strong; if it's too much, just change the room."

Chen Zhou spoke with a sense of helplessness. He had been killed hundreds of times last night; he died almost every interval.

Moreover, amidst that agony, there were times he had longed to grit his teeth and end it all.

Yet, now that he had endured that pain, it felt as if he had reached the peak of exhaustion only to be reborn with newfound vitality.

He didn't notice it, but Su Xin did: her young master's skin, already fair, now looked like mutton-fat jade at a single glance.

However, within that thorough, translucent fairness, there was a touch of humanity, or perhaps a slight imperfection.

Yet this imperfection was so faint that it was nearly perfect.

At this moment, Chen Zhou's skin color was close to that of Na'er, and its translucence was almost catching up to hers.

Chen Zhou, however, remained completely oblivious as he happily took the elevator downstairs.

Upon arriving, he saw Chen Mo sitting there eating, with some documents laid out before him.

Seeing Chen Zhou come down, Chen Mo turned his gaze toward him.

"Come sit. I have some things to discuss with you today."

Chen Mo's voice was gentle, but his tone could not hide a sense of seriousness.

This made Chen Zhou feel a bit uneasy. He glanced at Na'er, who was tucking into her meal, and plopped down into the seat opposite.

"The Spirit Pagoda headquarters has sent a message, requiring you collateral descendants of the Qiangu Clan to return for a visit."

"The specific reason wasn't stated. But according to my investigation, it should be because Qiangu Zhangting, a direct descendant of your Qiangu Clan, has emerged from seclusion."

"He may have had a new breakthrough and is summoning you all back to acknowledge this future Spirit Pagoda Master."

Chen Mo spoke very earnestly, yet with a hint of indifference.

He did not know much about Qiangu Zhangting. Although he had investigated this so-called top genius of the Qiangu Clan, the true young master and future head of the Spirit Pagoda, quite thoroughly, he felt after careful consideration that the other party might not compare to Chen Zhou.

Although there was a four or five-year age gap and Chen Zhou couldn't compare in various aspects due to his age, if one only considered temperament and other qualities, Chen Mo felt Chen Zhou was already near perfect.

In particular, Su Xin had reported all of Chen Zhou's performances to him truthfully, which left him very satisfied with the boy.

However, looking at Chen Mo's complex expression, Chen Zhou only gave a light "oh."

He knew a little about this so-called Qiangu Zhangting, but not much.

In the future, the other party would fall in love with Gu Yue, or rather, Gu Yuena.

However, he would not give the man that chance.

As for the claim that the other party was the future Spirit Pagoda Master, that was no joke; after all, he was of the direct line, the current Pagoda Master's own grandson.

Such status and position were naturally incomparable to his own as a collateral descendant.

However, with Neuvillette's Compendium of Ancient Dragons, the Dream World, and now this new cultivation method at his disposal, Chen Zhou did not care about such things at all.

He first looked at his own hands; his current soul power level had already reached level 19.

It was not that his soul power level was increasing rapidly, but rather that as his soul power was converted into elemental power, his base soul power level began to rise continuously.

By now, it could be said that his elemental power level had reached level 19. Once he reached level 20, he would be able to obtain his second soul ring and the second authority bestowed upon him by Neuvillette.

These matters were the only things that truly mattered to Chen Zhou; everything else was of no use to him.

As for the so-called future heir of the Qiangu Clan and the number one genius, it had nothing to do with him, Chen Zhou.

When he grew up in the future, his true opponent would be that old fellow Qiangu Dongfeng, not the younger generation like Qiangu Zhangting.

However, hearing the silence, he still nodded.

"Understood, Teacher. When do I need to return? How many days are left?"

"There is no rush; there are about three or four days left. Of course, if you are willing, you can also return two days early to meet with your brothers and sisters."

"I'll decide when the time comes; I have no interest in that aspect. Then I will trouble you to book a flight or high-speed rail ticket for me, Teacher. I am going to take Na'er to class now."

After Chen Zhou finished speaking, he stuffed the last bite of his bun into his mouth and looked at Na'er.

At this moment, Na'er was rubbing her little belly. Seeing Chen Zhou look at her, she grinned and smiled at him.

She immediately reached out her chubby little hand, waiting for Chen Zhou to come over and hold it.

Chen Zhou did not disappoint her; he took the little girl's hand and led her toward the East Sea Primary Academy.