There were many benefits to absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring above one's level, such as advancing several levels at once and gaining Soul Skills far more powerful than those of ordinary Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.
Had the nature of Chen Ping's Martial Soul not limited each individual staff to gaining at most one Soul Skill whenever he reached a new major realm, he could even have gained far more Soul Skills than ordinary people.
Of course, with the benefits covered, what remained were naturally the drawbacks of absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring above one's level.
To truly subdue the immense power this Soul Ring brought, Chen Ping sat there cross-legged without moving, as though he had become an old tree rooted to the spot.
Neither Xuan Zi nor Mu En was surprised by this.
When Zhang Lexuan had obtained a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring as her eighth ring, she had needed a full six months of recuperation after returning to the Academy before she recovered completely.
By now, the two had even prepared themselves for the possibility that Chen Ping might miss the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament altogether because he needed to subdue the immense power within the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
One day, ten days, thirty days, sixty days, ninety days.
Chen Ping simply sat there peacefully. The power constantly radiating from the Golden Ancient Tree allowed him to maintain this meditation-like state in peak condition without needing to eat or drink.
During this time, Ning Tian and Wu Feng came to see Chen Ping many times, as did Qian Duoduo, Xian Lin'er, and the others. Yet apart from advancing another level during his meditation and reaching Level 54, Chen Ping showed no other changes.
If a little attention had not