Chapter 14: Silk Spitting Soul Skill, School Starts

“But you only have twenty-five years now…” Wang Che patted the Green Caterpillar’s head.

He had to enhance the power of this Silk Spitting.

Over the next week, Wang Che began training the strength of this Silk Spitting move.

But no matter how he trained, the improvement in power was very limited.

His Soul Power Cultivation was just at that level.

Plus, the Green Caterpillar’s Racial Potential was too low.

If it were a rare type of spider Soul Pet, the silk threads it spat would probably be different.

Not only would they be more powerful, they might even carry poison.

Life forms determined their physical structures, creating huge differences in every aspect.

For a Soul Skill like Rattler Tail Strike, with the same Soul Power Cultivation, a Soul Pet with greater physical strength would perform it much better than one with weaker strength.

Even with silk threads, the difference was like heaven and earth.

“The Silk Spitting Soul Skill, from one perspective, is more like a spell. A Soul Skill like Rattler Tail Strike is more like a martial technique.”

“The Beast Origin Art focuses on training physical strength, and the various postures it practices are, for Soul Beasts, a basic martial technique. To increase the power of Silk Spitting, do I need to modify a type of demon art formula?”

An idea popped into Wang Che’s head.

Soul Beasts had demon art formulas, cultivators had technique jade slips.

Both used the spiritual power or demon power inside their bodies, circulating it in special ways to unleash powerful moves.

“Probably not, modifying a demon art formula requires high comprehension,” Wang Che shook his head.

The Beast Origin Art only required learning the body postures and moving.

But demon art formulas required understanding; many tricks needed comprehension.

For this kid, it would be like forcing a seedling to grow.

“If that doesn’t work, then I can only try another method… If it works, it should be much simpler.”

The other method was to rely on pills for change.

In his previous life, Wang Che had adopted a young blue bird; it was very weak at first.

Later, Wang Che tirelessly and gradually fed it some fire-attribute pills. Though it was still a blue bird, its body underwent very powerful changes.

It could perform fire spells strong enough to destroy the world.

The flames it casually spit out could burn down mountains stretching for thousands of miles.

Later, after it swallowed a Natural Treasure and a few drops of phoenix essence blood, it even underwent a fiery rebirth and became a demon king divine beast.

But in this world,

there were no pills.

But there were all kinds of medicines.

Some were used to heal Soul Pets.

There were also potions that could boost a Soul Pet’s Soul Power Cultivation and increase their training speed.

But they were quite expensive.

Wanting to refine pills was quite difficult for Wang Che right now.

Because he had no Soul Power, he couldn’t even produce basic spiritual fire, nor could he perform pill refining techniques.

However, this didn’t mean Wang Che couldn’t make pills.

A great cultivator of the Ascension Realm had a long life and was basically proficient in everything.

Wang Che had already checked; all the herbs from the Cultivation World basically couldn’t be found in this world.

Civilizations were different, so the products derived from the worlds naturally couldn’t be the same.

But this didn’t stump Wang Che.

Pill refining, in essence, was about deducing energy changes.

Because herbs themselves were formed from the energy of heaven and earth. Different combinations of herbs produced different energy changes, finally refined by spiritual fire to form new, powerful energy properties.

It’s just that in different civilizations, it had different developments and names.

For example, in a technological civilization, it was called chemistry.

In a magical civilization, it was called alchemy.

…

Wang Che naturally wasn’t considering refining some pills with powerful effects right now.

The more powerful the pill, the higher the cultivation required, and the rarer the materials needed.

“I just need to prepare a Dietary Meal that can strengthen these silk threads. That shouldn’t be difficult…”

Wang Che started to act.

The Green Caterpillar only ate simple foods like leaves and twigs, so naturally, he would start from that.

Wang Che spent a day searching various Soul Pet markets for all kinds of leaves and plants.

He collected over thirty types of leaves.

Most of the leaves were from plant-type Soul Beasts, fallen due to growth.

Next, to confirm the effects of these leaves,

Wang Che naturally had to try them himself first.

Of course, some leaves that were toxic were immediately excluded.

‘Iron Needle Leaf, leaf hardness is high, no flexibility, has a prickly tongue sensation, medicinal property is intense…’

‘Thousand Pine Leaf, leaf hardness is medium, flexibility is average, texture is mild and smooth, medicinal property is gentle…’

‘Flower Fruit Leaf, leaf hardness is low, flexibility is excellent, stretches like silk in the mouth, medicinal property is soft and lingering…’

‘…’

Without Divine Sense, he naturally couldn’t directly scan and sense the characteristics of these leaves.

He could only try them one by one.

Of course, ordinary people definitely couldn’t discern their medicinal properties.

But for Wang Che, it was simple.

‘The ancient legends of the Little Blue Planet spoke of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs; right now, I’m basically doing the same,’ Wang Che thought.

In fact, in the Cultivation World, for many unknown Natural Treasures, even a cultivator’s Divine Sense couldn’t detect them.

If there were no ancient records, one could only rely on direct tasting to confirm their effects.

Wang Che was already very familiar with this.

Although what he was tasting now were just some leaves.

‘Even though they are just leaves, they all have slight medicinal properties.’

‘That White Birch Milk Fir Leaf was also simply processed… to become edible. Otherwise, the Soul Power contained in leaves fallen from trees would quickly dissipate.’

After trying all thirty-plus types of leaves.

Wang Che immediately started to sort and select, then picked several types of leaves he thought would work.

Finally, taking advantage of the fact that his parents had not yet returned in the evening.

Wang Che used the kitchen pots to brew the mixture.

‘Back when I was a medicine apprentice, I used this most primitive method to brew herbs.’

Wang Che sighed deeply as he cooked, ‘That couldn’t be considered alchemy back then, just brewing herbs. The effects of the brewed medicine were quite simple, and only became obvious after long-term use.’

To improve the taste, Wang Che added a few kinds of sweet-tasting leaves.

He brewed it for about half an hour.

The final product was clumps of medicinal paste.

Without spiritual fire and specific alchemy techniques, it was impossible to form it into pills.

Wang Che first shaped the medicinal paste into the form of leaves, then let it cool.

The finished product was palm-sized, dark-colored leaf biscuits.

Wang Che tasted one himself first.

It had a light, sweet fragrance, and the texture was surprisingly quite good.

It was a bit like chocolate.

It contained a small amount of Soul Power, far less than that of the White Birch Milk Fir Leaf.

But this Soul Power felt somewhat special.

Because it was blended with the medicinal properties of these leaves, it naturally had other effects.

‘Theoretically, it should have a good effect on the Green Caterpillar. It should improve the quality of its silk spitting. Other aspects might not see much improvement… after all, it’s just made from leaves.’

Wang Che immediately fed this Leaf Biscuit to the Green Caterpillar.

This thing was like a snack.

“It will take long-term use to see the effects…”

The Green Caterpillar felt something was a bit off while eating the leaf.

But it probably found the taste quite good and ate very quickly.

After finishing, it even let out a satisfied burp.

Green Caterpillar: “(o′ω`o)”

It felt very comfortable.

Wang Che narrowed his eyes.

This Leaf Biscuit seemed more like a type of cuisine.

There shouldn’t be any problems with it.

And so, it went on until a week later, the day before school started.

“Green Caterpillar, use Silk Spitting!”

“Sss… sss…”

The Green Caterpillar spat wildly at Wang Che’s palm.

Snow-white, shiny silk threads quickly wrapped around Wang Che’s hand.

At first glance, it didn’t seem much different.

But when Wang Che used scissors to try cutting it, the silk threads that were once easily cut now didn’t break at all.

They were incredibly tough!

The sticky fluid in the silk even made Wang Che’s fingers temporarily unable to open or close after the Green Caterpillar retracted the threads.

Seeing this, Wang Che’s eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction.

“The improvement is obvious! Over this week, its Soul Power Cultivation increased quite a bit, and the power of its Silk Spitting Soul Skill improved greatly. It seems the Leaf Biscuit was indeed effective. Other aspects didn’t change much, but the toughness and strength of the silk threads it spits have significantly improved!”

“The silk threads it spits now are probably comparable to those from a hundred-year-old Green Caterpillar. If it keeps eating the Leaf Biscuit, the strength and toughness of these silk threads can continue to improve.”