A Nine-Year-Old Soul King's Physique—I'm Completely Natural, Okay?!

He brought up "Blood Essence Cast Golden Body"—did he want to begin researching it now?

Of course not. He had a clear plan for himself. What he should do and when, all of it had been mapped out.

Though "Blood Essence Cast Golden Body" was indeed important, for him, with his time currently so limited, it was merely a project for which he had just created and named a folder. He only had an idea, without even a basic framework.

It was certain that this project would not bring him any benefits in the short term. It might even delay his progress.

But if that was the case, why had he brought up this project?

Naturally, it was to arouse Electrolux's interest!

As fellow researchers, he refused to believe Electrolux would not be interested in this.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Electrolux pondered for a moment, a trace of intrigue flashing through his eyes.

"A collision and fusion of systems? Indeed, not bad..."

Electrolux murmured to himself. Yet after thinking for a while, he unconsciously shook his head. "Unfortunately, I have not studied the Knight System much. My expertise leans more toward magic and the soul, so I cannot offer you much help for now..."

"It's fine!"

Kong Ming'an smiled and directly transmitted a document titled "Self-Styled Soul Ring" to Electrolux through spiritual power.

"Elder Yi, take a look at this?"

"Hmm?"

Electrolux took it and glanced at it, his eyes immediately brightening somewhat.

This thing... was rather interesting!

After only a few looks, Electrolux's interest had been piqued. But after reading for a while, he finally came back to his senses and looked at Kong Ming'an with amusement.

"You brat, you're trying to make me do your dirty work?"

"Ahem... In any case, when it comes to the soul, you're the expert. Besides, isn't this also for the sake of reviving you? Don't you think Soul Rings have great potential for shaping?"

Listening to him, Electrolux unconsciously glanced at the hypothesis regarding "Soul Ring Embodiment" in the document and scolded him with a laugh.

"You brat..."

With a sigh, Electrolux nodded slightly. "Fine. Leave this matter to me."

"Thank you, Elder Yi."

"No need to be polite... In your words, it is merely mutual benefit."

Electrolux said with a smile, then turned into a streak of gray light once more and entered the Eye of Life between Kong Ming'an's brows.

Kong Ming'an let out a faint sigh of relief.

With Electrolux helping him continue advancing his Soul Ring research, he would not need to focus on research for the time being.

Next... cultivation and body forging!

And so, according to his established plans, time began to pass day by day.

Spring gave way to autumn. Time was like sand slipping through one's fingers, silently falling away. By the time one came back to their senses, a year and a half had already passed.

That year, Kong Ming'an turned nine. His Soul Power Level reached ten, and his physique rivaled that of an ordinary Soul King.

That year, the Sun Moon Empire secretly established the Three Special Soul Engineer Battalions. The Sun Moon Army began repeatedly harassing the Star Luo Army along the border in small squads, and the border showed signs of war brewing.

That year, the Great Sect Master and Second Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect simultaneously announced that they would enter seclusion to cultivate. They handed all sect affairs over to the many Elders within the sect while confirming the young sect master's right of succession.

That same year, a Merchant Guild named Ming Meng began making a name for itself in the commercial markets of the Three Great Empires on the Douluo Continent, gradually gaining a monopoly in the Soul Tool market.

"Damn... why are you so hard?"

Inside the Laboratory of the Kong Family Residence, Xiao Hongchen, who had obtained his second Soul Ring some time ago—and one with a thousand-year cultivation base at that—clutched his fist and stared at Kong Ming'an before him with a life-questioning expression.

Kong Ming'an seemed thoughtful, though the corners of his lips curled slightly. "Perhaps... my physique is rather special?"

As the years passed, the once somewhat immature youth had already grown up.

Though he was still developing, his figure was no longer as thin as before. Even a simple white lab coat could not conceal the gentle temperament about him, like bamboo shadows beneath a clear breeze.

His features were refined, his eyes gentle, yet he carried an air of carefree roguishness that perfectly complemented the faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

In summary, he had a pair of eyes that looked affectionate even when gazing at dogs. The aura of a scumbag was beginning to show, with signs of further evolution.

Of course, all of that only worked on the opposite sex. In Xiao Hongchen's eyes, this guy was absolutely Blondie—a pig trying to steal his family's cabbage—and the more he looked at him, the more punchable he seemed.

Hearing Kong Ming'an's perfunctory reply, Xiao Hongchen ultimately could not hold back any longer.

"Special enough to fight a Soul King barehanded?! Do you take me for an idiot? This guy is definitely cheating, right!"

"Hmm... who knows?"

Kong Ming'an smiled and spread his hands.

A little over a month earlier, he had celebrated his ninth birthday.

At the same time, he had cultivated with the "Body Forging Method" for exactly two years and eight months.

Some people might ask here: after cultivating the "Body Forging Method" for merely two years and eight months, he already possessed a Soul King-level physique? If that was not cheating, what was?

He could explain that very simply: he was indeed cheating.

Do not forget that when the "Body Forging Method" had first been created, the average cultivation efficiency of the other Body Forging Method practitioners was only one-fifth of his usual cultivation efficiency.

It was not because he had monopolized knowledge and hidden the good stuff from others.

It was because no one else could possess such powerful control over their own Soul Power as he did. Not even those Title Douluo could manage it.

Now, looking at his result of reaching a Soul King-level physique after two years and eight months of cultivation, if that were converted to someone with average aptitude, it would take at least thirteen to fourteen years.

Moreover, his achievement of forging his body to the Soul King level in two years and eight months also relied on his nearly unlimited supply of resources, as well as the terrifying recovery ability granted by Life Gold.

By reasonable estimation, if one relied solely on the "Body Forging Method" without using the later "Ring Quenching Method," obtaining a Soul King-level physique would require at least twenty years.

The progress path of a Body Cultivator was reasonable. It was merely Ming who was unreasonable.

"Your progress is not slow either. Your second ring has a cultivation base of thirteen hundred years. At this rate, perhaps you can try a Soul Ring of around six thousand years for your third ring?"

After all, he was a genius from the Original Work who could become a Soul King at fifteen. Although Xiao Hongchen could be rather absurd at times, his talent could absolutely be called exceptional.

Xiao Hongchen raised his brows, his interest piqued. A six-thousand-year third ring—would that not give him a chance at a ten-thousand-year fourth ring?

Unable to hold back, Xiao Hongchen was about to ask, but before he could speak, a Silver White figure at the side walked over and naturally wrapped her arms around Kong Ming'an's arm.

"What are you two talking about?"

Miss Meng, now graceful and beginning to mature, blinked her Ice Blue eyes as she asked with slight curiosity.

Naturally, she was asking Kong Ming'an.

"Nothing much. I was only looking at Xiao's physical report. What about yours? Is the report out? How are the results?"

"Average... It's just that lately, Ming'an, you've made too much delicious food, so I've gained a little weight."

"Have you?"

"Then try holding me and see?"

"That won't be necessary..."

Xiao Hongchen, watching his family's cabbage eagerly nuzzle up to the pig: "..."

No, have you two had enough?! Do not seriously treat me like air!

Xiao Hongchen was boiling with rage.