Trying to Make the Martial Soul Cultivate on Its Own

After a warm, nutritious, and hearty dinner.

Yu Changge returned to his quiet room, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began meditating.

The room was silent, filled only with the sound of his steady breathing.

However, because his Innate Soul Power was truly too low—only a pitiful half level—even after cultivating for several hours and meditating until deep into the night, the Soul Power within him had increased by only the slightest trace.

Yu Changge opened his eyes helplessly and stopped meditating.

Then, with a thought, he summoned the Martial Soul within his body.

A faint golden glow flickered, and the chubby, Pig-like Martial Soul appeared on the floor of the room.

"Snort, snort..."

The moment the little thing appeared, it immediately toddled over to the bedside on its short legs and affectionately rubbed itself against Yu Changge's calf again and again.

Yu Changge looked at its adorably foolish appearance and stroked his chin.

He still had not decided on a pleasant name for his Martial Soul.

He could not possibly name it something like Luo Sanpao, could he? Just like Yu Xiaogang had named his Martial Soul in the original story.

Luo Sanpao was called Luo Sanpao because Yu Xiaogang had raised his Martial Soul the wrong way.

As a result, it could only unleash three fart-like attacks at a time, after which it needed to eat white radishes to force out more gas and replenish its energy.

Just thinking about that scene made goosebumps rise all over Yu Changge's body.

His Martial Soul was a genuine Golden Sacred Dragon hatchling. Anyone could tell that he definitely would not follow Yu Xiaogang's bizarre path of hurting people with farts in the future!

"From now on, I'll call you Xiao Huang for the time being," Yu Changge muttered softly.

He had originally wanted to give it a more imposing name and simply call it Golden Sacred Dragon.

But then he looked at the little thing rolling around on the floor, belly-up, looking foolishly adorable...

It clearly did not match the mighty and domineering image of a Sacred Dragon at all. If he really called it that, people would probably laugh their teeth out.

Xiao Huang seemed very satisfied with its new name. Its eyes blinked rapidly, carrying a clever glint, as though it possessed considerable intelligence.

Seeing how smart Xiao Huang looked, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Yu Changge.

He abruptly recalled the wildly imaginative comments made by foolish online commenters when he read novels in his previous life.

At the time, many commenters had complained: Since some Martial Souls possessed self-awareness and intelligence, why not try letting the Martial Soul cultivate on its own? The owner could lie around while the Martial Soul did the work. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

The more Yu Changge thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Since he had nothing better to do, he might as well try letting Xiao Huang cultivate independently!

Without further delay, Yu Changge immediately jumped off the bed and crouched in front of Xiao Huang. "Xiao Huang, look at me."

Xiao Huang obediently sat on the floor, tilting its head as its large watery eyes looked at its master in confusion.

Yu Changge began instructing it. "You have powerful Sacred Dragon Bloodline within you. You can't just know how to eat and play. Come, follow my movements and breathing rhythm."

To let Xiao Huang see more clearly, Yu Changge even sat cross-legged on the floor himself.

As he drew deep breaths, he tried using his own Soul Power to guide the energy within Xiao Huang's body.

"Take a deep breath, sink your breath into your Dantian, and sense the wandering Soul Power between heaven and earth... Yes, just like that. Inhale... exhale..."

Yu Changge muttered continuously, doing his best to demonstrate the entire meditation process before Xiao Huang.

However, after watching for a long time, Xiao Huang did nothing except follow Yu Changge's movements and take a deep breath of air.

It seemed to think its master was playing some novel game with it.

"Snort!"

Xiao Huang cried out excitedly, then suddenly pounced forward and began rolling around on the floor.

It lay sprawled on its back, exposing its round belly and constantly wriggling its body, looking foolishly eager to be petted.

After rolling around for a while and finding it insufficient, it climbed back up, stuck out its rear, and vigorously rubbed against Yu Changge's pant leg while purring comfortably.

"..."

Watching this scene, Yu Changge's face darkened as he was left completely speechless.

In the end, he let out a long sigh and gave up on this unrealistic idea.

Come to think of it, he had been indulging in wishful thinking. Although Xiao Huang looked mischievous and might possess a faint trace of intelligence.

Its current level and strength were simply too low. How could it possibly understand a meditation method and cultivate on its own like a human Soul Master?

Thinking about it from another perspective, an external Martial Soul with a physical form like Xiao Huang could be regarded as a special kind of soul beast.

And in its current state, having not absorbed a single Soul Ring, it might not even compare to the lowest-ranked ten-year soul beast.

Among soul beasts, intelligence was strictly tied to cultivation and bloodline.

Aside from those super soul beast bloodlines that possessed extremely high intelligence from birth, the vast majority of soul beasts with ordinary bloodlines needed the accumulation of long years.

They often had to gather several thousand years of cultivation, or even break through the ten-thousand-year threshold, before gradually awakening their intelligence and gaining the intellect of a human child a few years old.

Therefore, expecting Xiao Huang, which was still in its infancy, to understand a meditation method and cultivate independently was pure fantasy—an utterly impossible task.

"Forget it, forget it. I was too impatient. You should just grow slowly."

Yu Changge shook his head with a bitter smile and reached out to rub Xiao Huang's belly.

Then he remembered something and lightly brushed the storage belt at his waist with the back of his hand—the four-cubic-meter storage belt Yu Tianqing had given him.

With a faint flash of light, he took out a small piece of Green-Scaled Snake meat that he had deliberately saved during dinner and casually tossed it in front of Xiao Huang.

"Eat. Eat more."

The instant Xiao Huang saw the piece of fragrant Sub-Dragon meat, its eyes lit up like tiny bulbs.

It cheered and pounced on it, tearing into it and swallowing huge mouthfuls with great delight.

Seeing Xiao Huang eat so happily, Yu Changge stopped paying attention to it and climbed back onto the bed, sitting cross-legged.

After calming himself, he closed his eyes, cast aside distracting thoughts, and continued his dull, tedious meditation.

As the night deepened, the only sounds in the room were Xiao Huang chewing the meat and Yu Changge's long, steady breaths.

However, Yu Changge, meditating with his eyes closed, failed to notice a tiny detail.

Just as Xiao Huang swallowed that piece of Sub-Dragon meat and contentedly lay beside the bed for a nap, the speed at which Yu Changge drew in Soul Power during meditation had actually become just a tiny bit faster than before!

Because Yu Changge's Innate Soul Power was extremely low, it normally took him a very long time to sense even the slightest increase in Soul Power.

Thus, this minute change was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, and naturally, he could not detect it keenly.

Without anything to compare it to, the increase was simply far too slight. Yet given enough time, this tiny improvement would eventually gather into a vast ocean.