Chapter 9: Soul Power of the Heavenly Path

  The scene fell silent again, and no one expected that Li would actually take action and hit someone. The student who had previously questioned him did not respond to his words, and at this moment, he was rolling his eyes and lying on the ground in the distance, unconscious.

  This made some other literature and science students who also had some discontent in their hearts immediately put away their thoughts.

  "Is there anyone else with objections?" Li's gaze slowly swept through the crowd, and seeing that no one responded, he continued: "Very well, the ceremony will continue. Next is the division of classes. Yi Yue, come out and record their identities."

  Li pointed to the left, where there were more than 600 people, and raised an eyebrow. A young man with a handsome face suddenly appeared from nowhere. If Zong Yin hadn't seen his Adam's apple, he would have thought it was a woman.

  Behind Yiyue were a dozen or so people of different shapes and sizes, although he didn't know their identities or strengths, the soul power that made Zonghui's soul tremble was not fake at all.

  These people appeared in pairs, quickly inserting themselves into the crowd of over 600 people, with a soft board in hand. With a press on everyone's wristband, they would move on to the next person. It was clearly a technology that obtained identity information through the wristbands. Zong Yin couldn't help but feel amazed at the advanced technology here once again.

  In no time, the information of over 600 people was recorded. Yī Yuè and the others disappeared as suddenly as they appeared, probably to review everyone's data.

  "Alright, you 600 people will be divided into nine classes from today. I'll rotate among several of your classes to teach, and usually the person who recorded your information earlier will be in charge of teaching you. Formal classes start tomorrow, and detailed information will be notified by your instructor through Na Jie. Now, all 600 of you can leave."

  Li Bu Xiao didn't stay any longer, turned around and strode away. As if he had suddenly remembered something, Li Bu Xiao loudly shouted at Ye Feng under the shade of a distant tree: "Old man! As for the others, they're all yours!"

  The aged Ye Feng let out a sigh and shook his head with a helpless expression.

  Everyone stared blankly as Li Buqi slowly disappeared from view, swallowing hard, was it really over?

  Zong's mouth curled up slightly, it seemed that something unexpected had happened in this prosperous school, and it was quite different from what he had imagined. It was interesting, maybe the next few years of life would become very interesting.

  As soon as he thought of this, Zong Yin took the lead and walked towards the dormitory assigned to him. As soon as Zong Yin moved, the others came back to their senses, and with strange expressions, they dispersed like birds and beasts, and such a prosperous Soul Academy was really different from what was rumored.

  "Senior brother actually tamed Tongtian Ding! He actually tamed Tongtian Ding!"

  Jasmine was still in a daze, staring blankly at the tall bronze cauldron.

  "At that time, I was also shocked. Nowadays young people are indeed unstoppable, and it's time for a change. In my hands, it has been somewhat stagnant over the years. I believe with Ah Biao's ability, he will do better than me."

  Ye Feng chuckled and ignored Jasmine's shock, stroking the white whiskers on his chin as he walked towards the more than a thousand freshmen who were still stunned.

  What happened next in the square, Zong Yin didn't know and he didn't need to know. At this time, he had already returned to his dormitory assigned by the Soul Academy, sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing his soul power with the "Soul True Solution" summarized by Hun Yu.

  Zong Yin was very satisfied with the dormitory assigned by the Soul School, one person per room, although it was less than ten square meters, but it was completely his own space. After being locked up, Zong Yin's understanding of "freedom" became strangely profound.

  Thirteen strands of gray silk threads, as flexible as arms, extended from Zong Yin's soul, constantly swaying left and right. The thirteen strands of gray silk spread out into the void outside his soul, and even Zong Yin didn't know where they led to. These thirteen strands were the soul power he cultivated through "Soul Refining True Method".

  A small package swelled slightly on his soul, which was the embryo of Soul Power. The Soul Embryo jumped lightly outward, and with each jump, there would be a faintly imperceptible growth, as if something would emerge from inside at any moment, and a new Soul Power was being nurtured to life.

  A faint glow that had been locked in Zonghui's soul seemed to have sensed something, and from his brow, it rushed towards the soul fetus. With a fierce impact, it shattered the soul fetus, and Zonghui's body also shook violently with this sudden movement.

  Unfortunately, it was unable to break free from the shackles of its soul, and the chains that bound it to Zong's body quivered, pulling it back into his soul. The small opening that had been broken through slowly healed, and a new surge of soul energy gradually grew, transforming into a vibrant thread that twisted and turned, extending into the unknown expanse of space.

  Although the soul power in Zong Yinyi's body had increased, he fell headfirst onto the bed. The feeling of his soul being torn apart was so painful that his face turned pale. Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, and the newly born soul power twisted and turned, and the terrifying pain gradually disappeared.

  "Heh heh! As I thought, this thing can indeed help you cultivate your soul power quickly! Fortunately, it wasn't a waste of effort for me to put so much energy into leaving it in your body."

  The sound of "Hun Yu De Yi" rose again, as if it had done something extraordinary.

  "Damn it! It hurts so much! This thing is like a needle piercing into the flesh, and then the needle head suddenly turns into sawteeth, rotating inside the flesh! If I had to go through this every time I cultivate, I'd be dead before I even become a Soul Master!"

  Zong Yin suddenly let out a furious roar, and if Hun Yu were in front of him, he would have kicked him by now!

  "Don't worry, this soul power is not strong. When you condense the Human Soul Stone, you can absorb it and there will be no problem. Unfortunately, by then your cultivation speed won't be as fast as it is now."

  What made Zong Yin even more furious was that Hun Yu seemed to feel a hint of reluctance about the disappearance of this soul power, and the strong sense of regret in his tone made Zong Yin want to strangle him to death!

  "What! Eighty-six more of such pains? I'm going! Kill me!"

  Just thinking about condensing a Human Soul Stone requiring one hundred strands of soul force, Zong Yin's body shuddered and his eyes rolled back as he fell onto the bed.

  "Eating bitterness is the way to become a superior man! Although it's painful, your cultivation speed is dozens of times faster than others! According to the strength of your soul, in just four days you can become a Soul Apprentice! This is a difference of nearly half a year from the original time!"

  The tone of the words was full of the taste of "hating iron for not becoming steel", and such a tone even reminded Zong Yin of his parents' expressions when they spoke to him before the college entrance examination.

  "Twenty or so times a day! Are you going to let people live or not!"

  A sudden jolt threw him up from the bed, completely disregarding how long it would take to reach the realm of Soul Masters. Zong Yin's mind was now filled with the question of how many impacts he had to endure every day.

  "Take your time! If you don't care about the soul chain on your body and the timed bomb on your finger, then take it easy, I'm not in a hurry."

  Hun Yu seemed to have also been enraged by Zong Yin's deathly appearance, and after a loud curse, he fell silent.

  "Who's afraid of who! I'm going all out! You just wait and see! One day, I'll make you enjoy an even more comfortable treatment than this!"

  Zong Yin's body stiffened, thinking of the black lock chain on his soul and that strand of soul taken away by Na Jie, his whole body chilled down. Indeed, compared to these, what did a little pain count for?

  Zong Yin gritted his teeth and didn't know who he was cursing, but his whole body and mind sank into the training of "Soul Realization".

  "Senior brother! How did you tame the Tongtian Cauldron? So many years have passed, countless people haven't succeeded, how did you succeed?"

  Jasmine tilted her head, constantly circling around Li Bu Xiang, occasionally stretching out her hand to rub and knead him all over, as if trying to find the special place on his body that set him apart from others.

  "You think it's easy? That Tongtian Cauldron almost sucked out all the essence and blood from my body! Even a part of my soul's power was absorbed! I almost died, if not for Old Man discovering it in time, you would have had to offer incense for me!"

  Li Bu Xiao deeply understood Jasmine's temperament, and with a slap of his palm, he knocked away her hand that was pulling on her own ears, rolling his eyes as he said.

  "These two daggers of mine were also obtained with great difficulty from an ancient ruin, let's exchange a couple of moves!"

  Jasmine smiled and didn't entangle herself in this question either, pulling out the two daggers with cold light from her waist, staring at Li Buqi with a hint of battle intent.

  "Alright! Let me see if you've been slacking off these past few years... Hmm!"

  Li did not laugh, but a smile appeared on his face. With a thought, the Tongtian Ding shrunk to the size of a palm and appeared in his hand. As he activated it, however, he stood frozen in place, his face filled with an expression of unbelievable shock.

  "What's wrong?"

  Jasmine raised an eyebrow and asked in puzzlement.

  "The origin of Tongtian Ding's soul power has actually lost a strand!"