Holy Academy

"By the way, teacher, do you know who the Great Enshrined Elder's granddaughter is?" Wang Feng asked Bibi Dong, suddenly remembering the matter after withdrawing his Martial Soul and Soul Rings.

Bibi Dong frowned and glanced at Wang Feng, then closed her eyes again.

Wang Feng noticed that something seemed off about his teacher's mood. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Since you want to know, I'll tell you. Xue'er is his granddaughter."

"Xue... Ah!" Wang Feng cried out, somewhat stunned. But then he suddenly remembered his teacher's daughter's name. Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue-wasn't her surname Qian?

And Qian Daoliu's surname was Qian too. Didn't that make them family? He hadn't even thought of that.

Then didn't that mean his teacher was Qian Daoliu's daughter-in-law?

Wang Feng stared blankly at Bibi Dong, his heart giving a sudden thump.

Why is it like this? Then if I want to... won't I have to wait until I reach Level 99 and become a Peerless Douluo? I'd have to be a Level 95 Peak Douluo at the very least to be a match for Qian Daoliu.

The road ahead is long, teacher. You must wait for your disciple!

Wang Feng's face fell, and he grew rather glum.

Bibi Dong frowned. She had no idea what Wang Feng was thinking, so she said, "All right, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead, teacher."

"In a few days, when Xue'er and Nana return, the three of you should go cultivate at the Holy Academy together!"

"The Holy Academy?" Wang Feng was puzzled. He had never heard of any Holy Academy.

"The Holy Academy was only recently established. It's led by Spirit Hall, with every one of the Seven Great Sects except the Clear Sky Sect serving as stewards, and the two empires overseeing it."

"A newly established academy." Wang Feng frowned. He was very unwilling to go, so he said aggrievedly, "Teacher, I've only just come back, and you're already sending me away. I don't want to go. I want to stay with you."

"Come and stay with me when you've become a Titled Douluo. Your strength is far too low as it is."

"Really? Once I become a Titled Douluo, I can stay with you?" Wang Feng suddenly looked at Bibi Dong, his face full of excitement.

Bibi Dong frowned. She had a feeling there was something behind Wang Feng's words, something hidden away waiting for her.

"Really." Even so, she nodded. She had to encourage him now and then, or she feared Wang Feng would slack off and waste such outstanding talent.

Wang Feng chuckled foolishly. Bibi Dong glared at him, then got up and returned to her room. Before long, she left the courtyard dressed in formal attire.

Wang Feng resumed his path of cultivation. In this age without new media, apart from his daily chats with his teacher, his greatest pleasure was cultivation. Cultivation was all he could do, or he would die of boredom.

His Soul Power Level had already reached Level 26, largely thanks to that old fellow Yu Yuanzhen.

Not only had Yu Yuanzhen failed to kill Wang Feng, but he had also allowed Wang Feng's Soul Power Level to rise by two levels. Together with the Soul Power from the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, that had taken him straight to Level 26.

Otherwise, reaching Level 30 would have been quite a long road.

There were two main ways for a Soul Master to advance in level. The first was the method commonly used by all Soul Masters on the continent: seated meditation.

But cultivation by this method was exceptionally slow, and as a Soul Master's level rose, the Soul Power required increased. The Soul Power needed for Levels 11 through 20 was double that needed for the first ten levels, and the higher one went, the more terrifying it became.

So it was absolutely impossible to reach Level 90 and become a Titled Douluo by relying on this method.

The second method was to rely on the Soul Rings and Soul Bones one absorbed. But since the chance of a Soul Bone appearing was nearly one in ten million, Soul Masters mainly relied on Soul Rings.

The greater a Soul Ring's age, the more Soul Power it contained. After a Soul Master absorbed a Soul Ring, the Soul Power it contained would be absorbed by the Soul Master.

That was why Wang Feng was not yet nine years old, but his Soul Power Level had already reached Level 26.

Of course, there were exceptions. Some heaven-defying people absorbed Soul Power faster than ordinary people. Even without relying on the Soul Power in Soul Rings, they could still stay ahead of the pack.

But such people were exceedingly rare. No matter how great a Soul Master's talent was, their Martial Soul and Soul Rings still determined their strength. No one had yet managed to break that rule.

Besides those two methods, there was actually a third way to increase Soul Power. But because it was too cruel, and only certain people could cultivate using it, many people did not know about it.

That method was devouring: devouring the Soul Power of other people or Soul Beasts to increase one's own.

Wang Feng's Third Martial Soul happened to give him that ability. That was also why he had been able to recover quickly after Yu Yuanzhen gravely injured him. If he could not have devoured Yu Yuanzhen's Soul Power and made it his own, he would still be suffering the torment of the Soul Power Yu Yuanzhen had left inside him.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. Early that morning, Wang Feng was meditating in the courtyard when he heard Hu Liena and Qian Renxue's voices outside.

As soon as the two entered, they saw Wang Feng's figure. Hu Liena immediately let go of Qian Renxue and ran over.

"Senior brother, you're back! That's wonderful, senior brother, you're finally back! You have no idea how worried Sister Xue'er and I were about you during the year you were gone!" Hu Liena said, running over to Wang Feng in high spirits.

"Who was worried about him?"

Qian Renxue glared at Wang Feng and spoke coldly, but she could not hide the joy in her eyes.

Wang Feng opened his eyes and stood up. Hu Liena immediately threw her arms around him.

"Mm, you've grown quite a bit!" Wang Feng suddenly remarked in a teasing tone.

Hu Liena froze, then shuddered. She shoved Wang Feng away, her pretty face turning slightly red, and scolded him, "Bastard, you're being a pervert! I'm going to tell teacher!"

Wang Feng smiled and said, "Good junior sister, how am I being a pervert? Look, you're almost as tall as me now. Haven't you grown? Were you imagining things yourself? Honestly, you! Instead of cultivating properly, your head is full of nothing but improper thoughts. I'll have to have a good talk with teacher about this one day."

"Ah! Don't! I wasn't-I wasn't thinking anything improper!" Hu Liena cried out, immediately growing anxious.

"Senior brother was only joking. Don't worry, I won't tell teacher," Wang Feng said with a smile. He looked Hu Liena over. This girl really had grown quite a bit. In a few more years, she would surely be a proper beauty!

Hm? Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze settled on Qian Renxue.

He had not seen this girl in over a year, and she had grown even more exquisite. She had always been exceptionally pretty, but now she was even more remarkable—a beauty in the making!

Sure enough, his teacher's daughter was different. She had inherited her looks from her teacher, though his teacher was still a cut above her. Above all, when it came to bearing, his teacher was definitely the most captivating woman Wang Feng had ever seen.

That bearing of hers, impossible to forget after a single glance yet leaving one unable to harbor the slightest irreverent thought, was not something an ordinary person could cultivate!

"Hmph!"

With Wang Feng staring at her the whole time, Qian Renxue's face suddenly flushed. She also noticed that her cheeks were growing hot. With a cold snort, she quickly turned away.

Just then, Bibi Dong walked in.