After writing, sketching, revising, and editing for another three-quarters of an hour, Russell finally put down his pen and slapped the table: “Confirm synthesis!” Blue and white colors blended together.
Russell leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the scene before him.
The result soon appeared—a square grid flickering with shades of blue and purple.
[Three Treasures Spirit Nourishing Art] Category: Cultivation Art.
Quality: Excellent ~ Precious (Blue ~ Purple) Characteristics: Three Treasures Perfected, Yin-Yang Transformation, Spirit Nourishing and Soul Cultivation.
Introduction: Humans possess the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
This art uses external elemental energy along with the dual forces of Yang Heat and Yin Cold to nourish and refine these three aspects, increasing Soul Power and enhancing Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
Evaluation: Comprehensiveness implies mediocrity.
Taboos: None.
“Finally…
it’s done.” Russell let out a sigh of relief.
His inspiration had truly been drained dry.
For the time being, he didn’t want to think anymore—he just wanted to rest properly.
He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into darkness as he fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke again, two hours had passed.
Russell felt somewhat refreshed.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took out the new cultivation art to examine.
“While increasing Soul Power, it also enhances Essence, Qi, and Spirit, which is equivalent to boosting life potential.
With proper training, this can easily translate into improved physical constitution and mental power.” He began cultivating.
The Three Treasures Spirit Nourishing Art comprehensively enhances the cultivator, which not only means it slows the rate of improvement in individual attributes but also indicates a steep increase in the difficulty of the art.
“It’s best to divide attention three ways, simultaneously controlling three types of energy along three different pathways.
Otherwise, following each pathway step by step would take three times as long.” “Indeed, an art that reaches the precious threshold couldn’t come without a cost.
This difficulty is the price.
Compared to the previous shortcut methods, this art finally feels substantial.” Safe.
Russell cultivated earnestly.
Even though the strengthening was distributed across multiple directions, the speed of cultivating Soul Power with the Three Treasures Spirit Nourishing Art was still about six times that of the Basic Meditation Method.
It was definitely no worse than any Meditation Method in the Douluo Continent.
As for the Mysterious Heaven Skill…
thinking about how Tang San in the future could use it to devour bloodlines, Russell decided it was better not to compare himself to such a cheat.
For two consecutive months, Russell spent most of his time cultivating at home.
He had already reached Level 5 Soul Power, halfway to obtaining a Soul Ring.
On this day, the weather was clear, and summer cicadas chirped from the treetops.
Russell left home and headed toward Notting Academy.
Showing his Martial Soul certificate to the gatekeeper, the latter saw that Russell’s registered residence was in Notting City and, without a word, returned the certificate and stepped aside.
Russell naturally didn’t go looking for trouble either and walked straight into Notting Academy.
From behind, he faintly heard an elderly inquiry: “Young man, we’re from Holy Soul Village…” Arriving at the teaching office, a director surnamed Su was in charge of registration.
After inspecting the Martial Soul certificate, Director Su paused for a moment on the “Innate Level 4 Soul Power” notation and said: “Russell, I see from your identification that you’re an orphan.
Would you like to transfer to the work-study program?
You wouldn’t need to pay the tuition fee of one Gold Soul Coin per semester, and you’d earn fifteen copper coins daily for cleaning duties.” Upon hearing this, Russell pondered inwardly: “One gold coin for tuition isn’t too much, but over these two months of cultivation, my appetite has grown significantly.” “Energy cannot appear out of thin air.
In the future, as I cultivate and my body grows, my appetite will inevitably continue to increase.
Working as a work-study student can save me a large sum of money.” He originally didn’t want to get close to Tang San, but upon careful thought, since they were both in the same academy and both had the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it would be hard not to draw attention.
Forget it.
He avoided Tang San to steer clear of trouble, not because he feared him.
“Thank you, teacher.
I’ll take the work-study position.” Russell changed his mind and accepted the director’s kindness.
Director Su nodded with satisfaction.
“Good, I’ll adjust the procedures for you.
Your talent is decent.
Cultivate well, and when the time comes to obtain your first Soul Ring, you can come to me to apply for a team Soul Hunting mission with the academy.” Russell thanked him again.
As Director Su completed the procedures to transfer him from a regular student to a work-study student, a low voice sounded from behind.
“Director Su, this is the work-study student from Holy Soul Village this year.
Please help him register.” Yu Xiaogang, with a stiff expression and faded clothes, led Tang San over.
Director Su beamed with a smile.
“Grandmaster, what brings you here?
You’re a rare guest.
Please, have a seat.” Yu Xiaogang shook his head, turned to instruct Tang San, then ignored Director Su completely and left the administrative office.
Tang San respectfully said, “Goodbye, teacher.” Director Su seemed very interested in Tang San, whom Yu Xiaogang had personally brought, and corrected his address: “Child, Grandmaster is not a teacher at the academy.” Russell couldn’t just snatch his identity documents from Director Su’s hands, so he stood quietly and waited.
Tang San replied with pride, “I have already taken Grandmaster as my teacher.” Director Su seemed to want to say something but held back, stifling a laugh.
“Alright, but even Grandmaster’s disciple must abide by the academy’s rules and regulations.
You’ll be staying in Dormitory Seven.
You may go.” Tang San took the key and Martial Soul certificate, thanked him, and turned to leave.
“Russell, you’ll also be staying in Dormitory Seven.” Russell took his belongings, thanked Director Su, and turned to leave.
Faintly, he could hear the teachers discussing and mocking Yu Xiaogang behind him.
He shook his head inwardly.
Perhaps the Soul Master world lacked basic education, worshiped strength as supreme, and followed the law of the jungle.
Everyone could bully the weak without any burden, which made him deeply uncomfortable.
“It seems I still need to adapt to the new rules.” “But for now, since I am the weak one, I must still follow the rules.” Russell followed behind Tang San, walking at his own pace.
Tang San was aloof by nature and didn’t initiate conversation with Russell.
The two entered Dormitory Seven one after the other.
As soon as they stepped inside, they saw a group of boys gathered around a young man sitting boldly on a bed directly facing the door.
“Oh, two newcomers at once.” The young man stood up in surprise, rubbing his hands together.
“Listen up, newcomers.
I’m Wang Sheng, Martial Soul Battle Tiger, and I’m the boss here.
What are your names, you two?” Russell looked at Wang Sheng, who was two heads taller than him, and wondered curiously whether he, after two months of cultivation, could defeat Wang Sheng.
“Russell, Martial Soul Mutation Blue Silver Grass.” Hearing this, Tang San turned his head, looking at Russell with surprise and curiosity.
“Since when can Blue Silver Grass cultivate?” Wang Sheng put on an exaggerated expression of shock, and the other work-study students burst into laughter.
Russell simply watched them quietly, his eyes deep and calm, unperturbed.
He didn’t have the strength to take on ten opponents at once; otherwise, he would have rushed forward and slapped each of them.
How dare they mock the future ruler of the world?
Do they have a death wish?
Under Russell’s calm gaze, Wang Sheng and the others gradually stopped their laughter, then angrily retorted, “Kid, from now on you’ll listen to me in Dormitory Seven, got it?” Tang San frowned—he had no time for children’s games.
To establish his authority, he assumed an offensive stance.
“Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass.
I request your guidance.” “Another Blue Silver Grass?” Wang Sheng snorted with laughter.
“Hmph, you dare fight me?
Let me tell you, I’m a ninth-level Soul Scholar.
Scared now, aren’t you?”