However, due to the silkworm molting, the three pet beasts' strength increased much faster.
Tianmeng couldn't digest all the ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow she had devoured, so a large portion of the silkworm molting was pure ice marrow energy.
Ice marrow, being a pure substance, didn't consume energy.
Even if you swallowed the flesh and blood of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, some energy would be lost.
Tianmeng was truly a power bank.
Su Wen nodded in satisfaction.
He couldn't slack off on the cultivation of his pet beasts.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he slowly circulated the Golden Core cultivation technique within his body.
With each breath, his meridians flowed, and his body emitted a faint golden light, his soul power slowly increasing.
The room was filled with golden light, but Ma Xiaotao slept soundly, seemingly accustomed to Su Wen's early morning cultivation.
Two hours later.
Su Wen withdrew his Golden Core, and the room returned to normal.
Seeing Ma Xiaotao still sound asleep, he didn't wake her, quietly got up, dressed, and left.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
During his free time from cultivation, Su Wen would often stroll around the outer courtyard. It was filled with newly enrolled students registering for classes.
Occasionally, Ning Tian would call him to wander around the Shrek City commercial street.
Wu Feng, like a pouty little follower, would carry both of their bags of luggage, her lips practically pointing to the sky.
Su Wen and Ning Tian's relationship had also grown closer; the girl's hand would naturally be linked with Su Wen's arm, just like a young couple.
He would also visit the arena, which was quite lively.
The young men and women, full of energy and with nowhere to vent, found it convenient.
There were professional instructors watching over them, preventing any potential disasters.
And if they gained fame, they could even earn some extra money by charging admission fees.
For example, yesterday there was a match between Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, which thrilled the audience, with cheers that never stopped.
Although Xu Sanshi ultimately conceded defeat, he glared angrily at Bei Bei, seemingly unwilling to accept it.
But Su Wen knew the inside story of these two guys.
They were fighting in underground boxing matches.
The two were very close in private; winning or losing was simply a matter of making money.
He even saw Tang Ya cheering enthusiastically from the sidelines.
However, he never saw Huo Gua; perhaps he was diligently cultivating in his dormitory.
Without the three pet beasts causing trouble, the Great Beast Arena returned to its usual tranquility.
However, it was said that this year's second-year assessment was a bit of a headache for Elder Gong.
Without Su Wen's soul beasts to protect the arena, several troublesome Soul Masters seemed eager to test their skills against his thousand-year-old soul beasts.
Unfortunately, he had no choice but to leave with a helpless expression.
He wanted to borrow Su Wen's soul beasts, but they were all asleep.
The Sea God Pavilion also held a special meeting specifically for Su Wen.
It was most likely about the training plan.
At the beginning, Yan Shaozhe and Xian Lin'er engaged in a heated debate, neither willing to back down.
Clearly, the Soul Guidance Department was unwilling to give up, after all, Su Wen's talent was truly terrifying. Wasn't he a mental-type Soul Master? Why not just capture a spirit-type soul beast? A chosen soul master, indeed.
In the end, Mu En offered a compromise—Su Wen chose his martial soul system himself, no question about that, but whether or not to also consider the soul guidance system could be discussed with Su Wen later.
All subsequent so-called "training plans" were sternly rejected by Elder Mu.
"This child isn't a tool to be manipulated. He has his own ideas. No one has planned his cultivation path for him; he chooses it himself.
If anyone tries to interfere with him again, don't blame me for being impolite."
The elders finally fell silent.
The line between control and training is indeed difficult to draw.
...
The day before school started.
The Academic Affairs Office.
Zhou Yi was in a small rage.
Facing Du Weilun, she didn't dare to shout, only suppressing her anger: "Director, how come my new class doesn't have a single Soul Master? Mu Jin's new class has four! Isn't this unfair! To me, and to the teachers of the other new classes!"
"She, Mu Jin, isn't even a famous teacher. Why should she be able to lead such a prestigious class? I'm not convinced!"
"..."
Du Weilun took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes helplessly.
If it weren't for Fan Yu, he wouldn't have let a shrew throw a tantrum.
He could only suppress his temper: "These were chosen by the students' parents themselves.
The little princess of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School specifically requested Class Two, as did Xie Huanyue's father, and even that White Tiger Duke's Dai Huabin. He was originally in your class, but ever since he heard about Xiao Wen in Class Two, the Duchess has been trying her best to get him into Class Two."
"What right do I have to change classes on my own?"
"Some parents even went to Dean Yan."
Du Weilun even wanted to say that even if they didn't go to Class Two, it wouldn't be your turn.
Don't you have any self-awareness? Teacher Ling Yi in Class Nine is much better than you.
Zhou Yi's face changed from dark to light upon hearing this.
She wanted to curse that they were blind, but she held back.
She still hadn't figured out Su Wen's identity.
Even when she asked her husband at night, he advised her not to provoke him.
This angered her so much that she made Fan Yu sleep in the next room for several nights in a row.
But even so, Fan Yu didn't reveal a single detail, which made her realize that Su Wen was probably someone who had reached the Sea God Pavilion.
"Hey, isn't this Teacher Zhou?" Mu Jin walked over triumphantly.
She glanced disdainfully at Zhou Yi's departing figure.
Her bad temper was so bad that even a passing dog would get kicked.
She ended up provoking someone she shouldn't have.
Now, there were four Soul Masters in her class, one of whom was almost heaven-defying.
She remembered that a few days ago, when she received the information about the new Class Two students in the office, her exclamation could be heard throughout the entire corridor.
Level 39, eleven years old.
Such a monstrous genius, let alone a hundred years, could probably rank among the top in the entire history of ten thousand years.
"Congratulations, Teacher Mu Jin," Du Weilun said with a smile.
"Not at all, it's all thanks to the parents' trust."
Mu Jin smiled radiantly.
...
Early morning.
Xie Huanyue sprang to his feet, "It seems like today is the first day of school! Boss, we."
He turned around,only to find Su Wen with a freshly baked, steaming hot meat bun in his mouth, wearing a white school uniform.
Shrek Academy's admission notices would state that uniforms could be custom-made or purchased in the academy's size.
Most who could afford it would choose the former.
After all, Shrek had existed for ten thousand years, and its uniform styles changed slightly every year.
Tailor shops in all cities across the continent would be informed immediately and update their information in real time.
So, one only needed to turn right and find any tailor shop to have a uniform custom-made to fit perfectly.
In comparison, uniforms bought from Shrek were often ill-fitting, since there were only a few sizes available.
For example, Ning Tian and Wu Feng had their uniforms custom-made by tailors from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Su Wen's uniform, however, was sewn by Jiang's mother over two months, full of heartfelt sentiment.
Su Wen casually adjusted his shoes, his fingers brushing against his soul guide storage ring, and a large bag of meat buns appeared out of thin air in his hand, which he tossed over.
"Hehe."
Xie Huan Yue was a little embarrassed.
What kind of younger brother asks his older brother to buy him breakfast?
He'd have to get up earlier next time.
He patted his head, finished his breakfast in a few bites, and started straightening his clothes.
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