Chapter Thirty: Silent Transformation

  Zong's face turned strange as he clenched his fist, but he didn't feel any increase in his strength, and his physical intensity was still the same as before. It seemed that this Force Stone had no effect at all!

  "What do you want? To suddenly have a body that's indestructible? Impervious to swords and guns? Unaffected by water and fire? Congratulations, you're thinking too much! If you want to attain that state, even after a hundred years, if you're lucky, maybe you'll succeed."

  The merciless blow of Hun Yu's jade-like fist directly sent Zong Yin into the eighteenth level of hell, and his good mood that had been condensed by the power stone instantly dissipated.

  Zong Yin's face turned even more unsightly, if he had known that the Force Stone wouldn't work, it would have been better to listen to Hun Yu and condense the Qi Stone, at least then he could have learned the legendary Qigong, it seems this month's trial is hopeless.

  "Don't worry, the effect of the Force Stone is much stronger than you think, it's just that it won't be too obvious at first. Slowly but surely, you'll discover its benefits. By the time the Force Stone has strengthened your entire body, your physique will definitely be far superior to those Soul Masters."

  Seeing Zong Yin's disheartened face, Hun Yu couldn't bear to continue striking him and said something with profound meaning that sank deep into Zong Yin's soul.

  Even though Kong Yu had already said that the power of the Li Bo Shi was very strong, Zong Yin still didn't feel any change in himself. He shook his head helplessly and walked towards the classroom with a hint of disappointment. Just then, Hei Sen's class information came again.

  Because of this, Zong Yin was one of the first few people to arrive at the classroom as he had already received the information and walked in. He casually picked up a Killer Bee Egg from the entrance and tossed it into his mouth. Zong Yin then sat cross-legged in the corner, still stubbornly checking the changes in his Force Stone.

  At this moment, he hoped that the Force Stone would suddenly come to life and exert its divine power to transform his body. He no longer expected it to be as indestructible as gold or stone, but just being able to keep up with those soul slaves and soul warriors would have been enough. Unfortunately, the Force Stone still looked like an old man drinking tea, slowly pouring strands of soul energy into the four Qi holes. On the other hand, the Human Soul Stone had undergone a slight change - its original grayish-white color seemed to be affected by the Force Stone, with a faint yellowish-brown hue appearing on its surface.

  As usual, Hei Sen did not show up. After the time was up, the gate closed and countless killer bees with scarlet eyes rushed towards the crowd who had already gotten used to it.

  Almost instantly, Zong Yin was submerged by the swarm of killer bees, originally prepared to endure the pain and continue cultivating his soul power. Suddenly, Zong Yin's eyebrows twitched, he opened his eyes, and looked at the killer bees on his body with a puzzled gaze.

  Why are these killer bees like they haven't eaten today, their stings don't hurt as much as before?

  When Zong Yin saw those killer bees that were about to inject their poisonous stingers into his body, a surge of madness suddenly rose up in his heart.

  As of yesterday, Zong Yin was stung by these killer bees with a depth of over 1 cm, but today, they only penetrated less than half a centimeter and couldn't go any deeper, reducing the depth by nearly half!

  He cast his gaze towards the other disciples who were also suffering from the killer bees' torment, and saw that none of them showed any unusual signs. Zong Yin then understood that only he himself had undergone a change, and the reason for this change was self-evident - it was the Force Stone that seemed to have no effect in his eyes!

  "Hmm! Found out, did you? This is the benefit of the Force Stone. As soul power is injected into the acupoints, the acupoints will transform them into energy and merge it into your body, strengthening your limbs. The greatest benefit is that this transformation is subtle and imperceptible. Your body is constantly adapting to those tiny, weak changes, so you won't feel any change at all. You don't have to worry about suddenly grasping power that's too strong and losing control."

  Hun Yu jumped out again at this time, with a hint of complacency, slowly explaining, his tone as if a city dweller was lecturing a country bumpkin.

  Zong Yin had long been accustomed to Hun Yu's childish personality and didn't bother to reason with him, who was full of excitement and running around. He was fully aware of the benefits of the Li Bo Shi, and he still remembered that in his past life, he often saw someone who suddenly gained a large amount of power, accidentally blasting a mountain with just one hand, and triggering a level 9 earthquake with just one foot. However, he didn't have to worry about such situations happening, as his body was constantly adapting to the gradually increasing strength and physical intensity!

  With this understanding, Zong Yin calmed down and sat cross-legged on the ground, working hard to improve his soul power. Since his body and strength were getting stronger, his soul power should keep up too!

  "What effect would it have if I condensed the Qi Gathering Stone first?"

  Just as Zong Yin was about to calm down, he suddenly thought of a question. What Hún Yù said earlier was that the Qì hole converts soul power into Qì and then uses it to strengthen his body. Although he didn't know what the conversion ratio was, based on Zong Yin's experience, the converted things were not as good as the pure ones in terms of quality or quantity.

  "If you had formed the Qi Stone first, your body would have also been strengthened to a certain extent, but absolutely not as obvious as it is now. After all, the greatest effect of Qi is to increase vitality and enhance perception. Unfortunately, your Soul Power is insufficient; otherwise, with the coexistence of the Qi, Force, and Central Stones, interacting with each other, relying solely on your physical strength, you would probably be on par with high-level Soul Masters."

  Hun Yu said in an expectant tone, as if Zong Yin would immediately possess the power to condense the Three Souls Stone. Although "Soul Realization" was his creation, even its creator, Hun Yu, did not know what degree Soul Realization would evolve to in the end.

  "What is this 'qi' thing anyway? I just can't understand it at all!"

  It's clear that Zong Yin has been drawn to the future blueprint painted by Hun Yu. He can condense three soul stones with just 1,000 units of soul power, but he can possess the strength of a six or seven thousand unit soul master. What if Zong Yin were to condense a few more soul stones?

  Immediately, Zong Yin turned the question back again, and the "qi" that Hun Yu repeatedly mentioned in his mouth was still something that he couldn't figure out. The feeling was just like asking an art teacher to do a chemistry experiment.

  "Hey, your understanding of the human body is really too superficial. To put it simply, Qi is a necessity for you to stay alive, when Qi is exhausted, people die. The food you eat can be converted into Qi, and what you breathe in is also Qi. The functions of Qi are many, preventing evil spirits from invading, transforming the nutrients of food into nourishment that strengthens the body, and sensing the flow of fate. In short, Qi is omnipresent, mastering Qi means mastering the laws of heaven and earth."

  The misty jade sighed softly, letting a person without any foundation cultivate was truly a headache, although many things he knew, but not necessarily able to express, many things in cultivation could only be understood and not spoken, saying it out loud would actually be unattractive.

  He vaguely explained the concept of Qi, and Hun Yu suddenly felt a little sentimental, and didn't know what he was thinking about again. For this "biological" being of the same species as Sun Wukong, there were too many mysteries on his body. The longer they spent together, the more Zong Yin felt that he was unfathomable. When the two first met, Hun Yu still seemed like a confused child, although now he still had a lot of childishness, but when discussing the Great Way, Hun Yu gave him the feeling as if it were an old cultivator in his seventies or eighties lecturing him on scriptures.

  "In other words, once I've gathered the Spirit Stones, I'll be invincible under heaven?"

  Although he didn't quite understand what Hún Yù said, Zōng Yǐn did hear the last sentence and imagined himself soaring through the heavens and roaming the earth after gathering his qì.

  "You're thinking too much, it's far more complicated than you think. I'll tell you more about it later, but for now, just focus on cultivating your soul power. In a day or two, your physical strength will match your current abilities, and this rapid growth trend will slow down."

  Why does Hun Yu always rush out and pour a basin of cold water on Zong Yin's emotions whenever they are just getting better, mercilessly extinguishing the fire that had just been lit?

  "Ugh, this is getting harder and harder to wear. Why haven't I felt the legendary protagonist halo? When can I be invincible..."

  Zong Yin was badly hurt, his mouth crooked, and his mind kept thinking of those legendary pigs that had a streak of bad luck after crossing over. Shouldn't he be invincible with just a few tens of thousands of words? Why did he still feel like a useless piece of trash? The five-piece suit he crossed over with seemed to only have a cheating device-like mixed jade, which was also a defective product. It's possible that the "Soul-Dispelling True Solution" he created really did disintegrate his soul.

  Before long, Zong Yin had already thrown all the worries in his mind to the back of his head, because with the help of those killer bees, he found that his physical body was getting stronger and stronger.

  By the time evening classes were over, the killer bee's stinger could only lightly pierce his flesh and blood, and it was no longer able to cause much harm to his body. However, the toxin on the stinger that could make one's soul ache still hadn't weakened in the slightest. Fortunately, Zonghui had long since gotten used to this pain, which was countless times more bearable than having his soul torn apart. He acted as if nothing was wrong, allowing the countless killer bees to roam freely over his body, taking advantage of the weakness of his soul's outer shell to diligently cultivate his soul power.

  The only bad news for Zong Yin was that, due to being stung by killer bees for several days in a row, his body had developed antibodies against their venom or perhaps it was because of the increasing level of his soul master cultivation. In any case, the speed at which he cultivated his soul power was constantly decreasing, from initially cultivating over thirty strands per day to only twenty-five today. He could feel that as the level of a soul master increased, the difficulty of cultivating soul power also became higher and higher.

  It's also reasonable to think that all soul powers are extended from the surface of the soul, and a person's soul power is limited. How can it be infinitely expanded? Everyone will inevitably reach a certain realm due to the differences in their souls and cannot be improved. I suppose this is what they call innate talent.