Uncle Ghost, why don't you try the trial too? Maybe you'll break through!

"Don't worry, there are two Titled Douluo, Ju and Gui and Ghost, and three Flying Soul Master here. There won't be any shortage of rescue time."

Yu Changge raised an eyebrow. "Or are you afraid?"

The ten students exchanged glances, then said in unison, "Teacher, let's do it together! We believe in you, and we believe in our own will!"

Yu Changge nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the Gui Mei: "Uncle Ghost, let's begin."

The Gui Mei nodded, and suddenly a thick black mist emanated from its body.

Ten ghostly hands emerged from beneath the ten people and threw them directly into the lake.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Ten splashes of water erupted almost simultaneously, creating ripples that spread across the lake's surface.

The moment Ling Ye fell into the water, the icy lake water rushed in from all directions, completely sealing his mouth and nose.

He choked on a mouthful of water, his throat burning as if it had been filled with sand and gravel.

Underwater currents surged, and the turbulence created by water-attribute Soul Master was far more ferocious than it appeared.

He could feel his legs being dragged down by the water, and each struggle consumed more of his energy.

Subconsciously, they all released their Martial Soul.

Qing Xiao was slightly better than him; she was a naturally good swimmer and could barely maintain her balance for a few seconds after entering the water.

But soon, a whirlpool of water came from the side, swirling her up and turning her around completely.

She tried to open her eyes, but could only see murky water shimmering before her; everything was blurry.

Wang Ping had the lowest cultivation level among the three, and he completely lost his bearings the moment he entered the water.

His limbs flailed wildly in the water, and water rushed into his ears and nose, as if a hand was pressing hard on the back of his head.

He tried desperately to float to the surface, but the suction from the bottom of the lake was like an invisible maw, dragging him down little by little.

The entire lake was churning, and the waves crashed against the pebbles on the shore, producing a dull roar.

At that moment, Yu Changge and Bibi Dong stood by the lake watching.

Bibi Dong watched as the people choked on water, clenching her fists, her eyes filled with pity.

"Do we really have to do this? With this current speed, even if you can swim, it's useless; you can't last long."

Yu Changge said calmly, "That's exactly the effect I wanted, which is why I said before that this is near-death training."

"Uncle Ghost also experienced drowning and fell into a state of suspended animation back then."

"Compared to what he had back then, the current team of ten is much better equipped."

Behind Yu Changge, the Soul Master responsible for the rescue also felt somewhat reluctant to watch.

But they also admired these ten people; they were so brave.

Even across the lake, they could feel the children struggling in the water.

The Soul Master responsible for logistics also began to get busy.

Their task today is to prepare medicinal baths and medicinal meals to restore blood and energy.

Once these children are rescued, they can receive the best possible recovery as soon as possible.

The struggle on the lake continues.

Perhaps it was their first time experiencing this kind of training, even if they were mentally prepared.

But the first person to be rescued had only been in the water for thirty minutes.

He was a Soul Master with a single-armed Martial Soul, and he was unconscious when he was rescued.

His face was deathly pale, his lips were purple, and his chest was rising and falling weakly.

The Healing-type Spirit Saint quickly stepped forward, placed his palm on the man's chest, and forced the water out of his body.

"Cough cough, vomit--"

He spat out several mouthfuls of lake water, and only then did a trace of color slowly return to his face.

He was then carried to a large wooden barrel to the side.

The wooden bucket was filled with a dark brown medicinal liquid, steaming hot.

With a plop, he was put in, like being boiled in a pot.

Then, the second and the third were successively pulled from the lake.

Most of the people were dragged up by the ghostly claws, soaking wet, limp as mud, and constantly spitting out water.

The Healing-type Spirit Saint busily moved between the group, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

Every few minutes, someone was rescued because they couldn't hold on any longer.

The few figures remaining on the lake were still struggling to stay afloat in the icy water.

In the end, three people persisted the longest: Ling Ye, Qing Xiao, and Wang Ping.

Wang Ping's willpower was somewhat beyond Yu Changge's expectations.

However, they were still about twenty minutes behind Ling Ye and the other person.

When Wang Ping was grabbed by the back of his neck and lifted up by the ghostly claws, he had already completely lost consciousness.

A stubborn expression still lingered on that youthful face, as if it refused to admit defeat even in its unconscious state.

Following that, Ling Ye and Qing Xiao were also rescued and brought ashore.

With the last person rescued, the day's training came to an end.

Gui Mei exhaled heavily, relaxing his tense shoulders.

"This training is really tiring. I haven't been this stressed in a long time."

Yue Guan nodded in agreement, his expression complex. "Yes, if we want to push them to their limits, we must first determine the limits they can withstand."

"Not a single point more or less will do; if we try to save them too early, the effect will be weaker."

"If we rescue them too slowly, we'll end up with a corpse."

As she spoke, Yue Guan looked at Yu Changge and asked, "Changge, how long do you think this kind of training could last at most?"

Yu Changge thought for a moment and said, "Forty-nine days, I guess."

Upon hearing this, Gui Mei's eye twitched. "You're a real devil. A normal person would be traumatized after experiencing it once, yet you made them do it so many times."

Yu Changge said calmly, "If we want their Martial Soul to evolve a second time, this is the only way."

"Uncle Ghost, didn't you go through the same thing back then?"

The Gui Mei said, "But I only drowned once back then."

Yu Changge looked at the Gui Mei and said with a smile, "That's right, Uncle Ghost just experienced it once."

"Why don't you try it again sometime, Uncle Ghost?"

"Perhaps after a few more attempts, a breakthrough can be achieved?"

Gui Mei: "..."

At this moment, Yu Changge's squinting eyes made him look no different from a devil.

Whose Martial Soul is truly the ghost?!

Bibi Dong gently nudged Yu Changge and said, "Stop making fun of Uncle Ghost."

Yu Changge looked at Bibi Dong with a serious expression and said, "No, I'm serious."

Bibi Dong: "..."

"Actually, this isn't just something that Soul Master with their Body Martial Soul can try."

"Soul Master with other Martial Soul can also try it; perhaps it really can Martial Soul Evolution?"

There are only two ways to Martial Soul Evolution.

"One way is through the stimulation of Soul Ring."

"One method is through stimulation from the external environment and one's own willpower."

"For Soul Master who are currently facing a bottleneck and are not afraid of death, it's actually worth a try."

These words reached the ears of Gui Mei and Yue Guan, and both of them fell into deep thought.

How about... we give it a try?

P. S.: Are you guys on summer vacation yet?