"I'll just sneak away for a little while, just a short while, it should be fine, right..."
Xuanzi muttered softly.
He waved his hand in front of Su Wen's eyes and called his name twice before feeling relieved.
He then furtively placed a fan beside him.
This was an ancient soul tool that had been passed down from the Sea God Pavilion for thousands of years, carrying the aura of his Super Douluo.
Even if he left, the fan would simulate his aura.
At the same time, it would trigger protection in case of danger.
As long as he didn't encounter a 100,000-year soul beast, he would be more than safe.
"This is the edge of the Star Dou core area. There are countless 20,000-30,000-year soul beasts, but 100,000-year soul beasts there are only a few in the entire Star Dou Great Forest.
Besides, if I encounter danger, the fan's defense will be triggered, and I will return in time."
Xuanzi nodded in satisfaction.
His figure disappeared.
"Ha~"
Su Wen slowly woke up.
But he didn't see Xuanzi's figure, only a long fan left beside him, and his heart suddenly jumped in alarm.
"Not good!"
Hurricane returned to the Poké Ball.
He had no idea where Xuanzi had gone.
He picked up the fan and examined it for a moment.
It was a defensive soul tool!
Su Wen's lips twitched.
Clearly, Xuanzi had taken advantage of his deep meditation to prepare wine and food.
Xuanzi's Martial Soul, the Gluttonous Divine Ox, required a constant supply of food to ensure his soul power was abundant, but this was the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest!
He'd just slipped away like that?
Su Wen's expression darkened.
He had thoroughly experienced Xuanzi's unreliability.
"Phew"
Su Wen narrowed his eyes, looking around.
Perhaps because of the fan, even though Xuanzi had disappeared, few soul beasts dared to approach.
He slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Not bad, Elder Xuan hadn't completely lost his mind; at least he had some trump cards up his sleeve.
"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."
Su Wen sighed.
The sun slowly set, and evening was approaching.
A bonfire had already been lit at Shrek Academy in the distance below.
Su Wen, as agile as a monkey, leaped down from the ancient tree, which was a thousand meters high, clinging to its thick roots. A smile played on his lips.
"Truly worthy of the Douluo World," he thought, "even a mere Soul Master can do things that ordinary people in my previous life couldn't achieve. "
Of course, this might also be partly due to the numerical feedback from the hurricane.
"Eh? Little Wen, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Yi greeted him with surprise.
"Elder Xuan I disappeared after I woke up. I was a little hungry, and I couldn't wait for him, so I came down to get some food."
Su Wen rubbed his stomach.
Cultivation was quite physically demanding.
And this demand required a lot of meat, or food rich in energy (soul power), to replenish it.
After meditating for a while, he was indeed a little hungry.
"Ahahaha, I see. Here, I just slaughtered a blood-red baboon, weighing half a ton. Plenty of meat, eat as much as you want."
Zhang Yi opened his mouth, chuckling awkwardly.
Clearly, as inner court disciples, they had somewhat anticipated Elder Xuan's unreliable behavior.
However, perhaps due to their confidence as elites of Shrek Academy's inner court, they didn't pay much attention to it and instead invited Su Wen to eat the meat.
"Eat slowly, don't choke."
Seeing Su Wen, Ma Xiaotao was the most excited, handing him the roasted meat that was originally meant for her: "Don't worry, such a big piece of baboon meat, we can only eat it for two days. The rest we can't take will be left for other soul beasts."
"But I'm roasting meat, you know."
Zhang Yi complained.
Ma Xiaotao tilted her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she stared at Su Wen, a silly grin on her face, ignoring him.
"Mmm..."
Su Wen swallowed a piece of baboon meat.
He felt that this silly girl treated him like a younger brother.
Because she picked him up?
But it was quite heartwarming.
As if smelling the aroma of meat, Hurricane rushed out of its Pokémon Ball, looking at Su Wen expectantly.
"Come on."
Zhang Yi naturally recognized this as Su Wen's "Separated Martial Soul."
He cut a piece of raw, bloody leg meat from the dead baboon, skewered it with a knife, and handed it to Hurricane.
Seeing Su Wen nod, Hurricane eagerly took the piece of meat and began to tear into it.
"Delicious?" Su Wen smiled, but suddenly paused. "Hey, Hurricane, aren't you a baboon too?"
"Roar~" (Brother, it smells so good!)
Su Wen:
"..."
"Hehe, different baboon groups will fight and eat each other. To be honest, ordinary baboon groups like the Wind Baboon are most likely food for other baboons."
Zhang Yi sat cross-legged to the side, explaining with a smile.
"I see."
Su Wen swallowed a mouthful of cooked meat.
He wiped his mouth.
Then his expression froze.
No wonder, the panel notification showed that the values had changed again.
[Wind Baboon]
[Level: 13]
[Strength: 0.22 (+0.01)]
[Speed: 0.30 (+0.01)]
[Endurance: 0.22 (+0.01)]
[Defense: 0.15 (+0.01)]
[...]
Eating meat can also increase level?
Su Wen was stunned for a moment.
That's right!
Not only can eating spirit fruits increase cultivation, but eating the meat of strong people can also increase cultivation! Many soul beasts can cultivate to the level of hundreds of thousands of years in just tens of thousands of years.
Apart from those like Tianmeng who are incredibly lucky and fell into a treasure cave, most of the cultivation of other bear kings, demon kings, etc., besides their own excellent talents, comes from their own kind, right?
True brother, you smell so good.
It's like absorbing Tianmeng, this giant power bank, which is not much different from eating meat. Otherwise, Tianmeng wouldn't have been so resentful.
However, Hurricane soon lay down on the spot, its round belly full.
It was stuffed after eating just a small piece of meat.
The flesh and blood of this high-level baboon indeed contained a large amount of energy, which it needed to digest slowly.
It was a pity Hurricane wasn't a Taotie.
Su Wen felt a little regretful. If he had a Taotie pet, and with constant feeding, improving his strength would be as easy as drinking water.
"Sigh, should I raise a Xuan Lao?"
But that was just a thought.
Su Wen looked at the panel values that had fluctuated several times in just one day, and couldn't suppress the corner of his mouth.
The main reason was that the pet's level and cultivation would also be transferred to the owner.
At this rate, he could increase his cultivation speed by at least a third!
…
By the campfire.
The Shrek Academy students were quite relaxed.
Even though Su Wen brought news that Xuan Lao was not there, the smooth journey there made them lower their guard, and they chatted about their recent gains.
Even Zhang Lexuan sat on a rock, head down, deep in thought, the campfire casting flickering light on her face.
"Wait, something's not right."
Su Wen's expression froze.
A red light suddenly flashed from the handle of the feather fan in his hand.
This high-level soul tool, combining defense, detection, and aura simulation—a technology passed down from the Sun Moon Empire for thousands of years—was issuing a warning to Su Wen: a powerful enemy had appeared nearby!
This tense feeling seemed to emanate from within the soul tool, taunting Su Wen's nerves.
Su Wen's expression slowly turned grim.
While the other Shrek Academy disciples around him maintained a calm facade, only he knew that this high-level soul tool was highly unlikely to malfunction.
And what could make it flash red was probably only a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
(End of Chapter)