Against the backdrop of an enjoyable campus life, time flew by incredibly fast.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
During that month, aside from sleeping in class and fooling around afterward, the only thing El did was refine the three immortal herbs in his stomach.
Yet throughout the process, his soul power did not increase in the slightest.
The reason was simple: he had used all the energy to feed his Xeno'jiiva martial soul.
Thanks to Xeno'jiiva's innate ability to manipulate energy, not a trace of the herbs' energy leaked out during the entire process. There was not even the slightest visual effect from his cultivation.
If anyone had watched El absorbing them, they would surely have thought he had fallen asleep sitting up, rather than that he was cultivating.
"The primordial immortal herb, the Star Luo Spirit Pearl, and the earth dragon golden melon, and I've only made this little progress?"
Looking at the blue scales covering his body, El sighed softly and closed his eyes.
Although his scales were still translucent, the tender quality they had possessed before, like a newborn barely out of its swaddling clothes, had vanished completely.
In its place was a texture like clear blocks of crystal.
They still did not look particularly sturdy, but at least they no longer made him seem like a newborn infant.
"Xeno'jiiva..."
El sat cross-legged in the center of the seclusion chamber he had applied for, staring somewhat blankly at his blue dragon claws.
What exactly did this martial soul represent?
Why hadn't it appeared during his first transmigration?
It also kept giving him vague premonitions and instincts, and sometimes the two even contradicted each other.
And most importantly...
"This guy is a resource-guzzling monster!"
Three immortal herbs, two of which were specifically meant to