Chapter 78: Wang Che, You Come Try Too
Chapter 78: Wang Che, You Come Try Too
At this moment.
“Teacher, 500 years of cultivation… Does Wang Che’s Green Caterpillar really have five centuries of Soul Power Cultivation?”
A classmate couldn’t help asking.
“Of course not.” Teacher Zheng glared at the student. “Did you return everything I taught you in first year?”
“Soul Skill power isn’t directly tied to Soul Power Cultivation. Only for wild Soul Beasts—untrained, unraised by humans—does Soul Skill power mostly depend on their cultivation.”
“But when we train Soul Pets, everything helps them learn Soul Skills better: food, equipment, scientific methods, the pet’s Spiritual Intelligence, Soul Guiding Art, etc.”
“So it’s not solely about cultivation level. Take the most basic thing—Proficiency Level. Wild Soul Beasts rarely use their Soul Skills. But if you train hard, making your Soul Pet use a Soul Skill ten times a day? In a month, its power will improve noticeably.”
“Don’t worry about exhausting them. Their stamina and recovery are way beyond you weaklings who haven’t awakened your Martial Souls yet.”
“The more you train them, the faster your bond grows. That strengthens the Life Soul Pact and everything else.”
“Understood?”
“Don’t just go home and play with your Soul Pets every day. Focus on training them. Some playtime is necessary, yes, but training comes first.”
“And don’t think those aiming for non-combat Soul Pact Master paths—like Beast Cultivator, Medic, Researcher, Pharmacist, or Artificer—can skip training their Soul Pets.”
“That’s a huge mistake!!”
After Teacher Zheng’s lecture, the students hurriedly nodded.
“Alright. Now, we talk about Martial Souls. You’ve all bonded with your Soul Pets for over two months now. With under three months left, your awakening approaches.”
Teacher Zheng sent Green Caterpillar back to Wang Che.
At the words “Martial Soul,” the students perked up.
They’d learned much about it, but specifics remained unknown.
Teacher Zheng led them to an open field in the schoolyard.
“I’ll skip most basics because—check your textbooks if confused.”
Teacher Zheng cleared his throat. “First thing to know: Awakenings happen mostly spontaneously. Poor talent requires outside assistance. Those with worst talent won’t awaken even then.”
Failing to awaken a Martial Soul?
It’s fine. Live as an ordinary person without heavy burdens.
Many humans awaken Martial Souls in this world.
But ordinary people are the majority. Raising the next generation peacefully is a valid choice too.
Nothing shameful about it.
Can’t awaken in your lifetime? The next generation might.
Besides, ordinaries can still raise one Soul Pet.
Teacher Zheng continued:
“Three key things about Martial Souls: Form, Grade, and Talent.”
“Form decides its future growth path.”
“Grade decides its future strength.”
“Talent decides its future training speed… and its ceiling!”
“Talent is most crucial. It’s the only thing you can influence and change!”
“In the Ancient Era, without Life Soul Pacts, a Martial Soul’s Grade and Talent were linked. Higher Grade meant better innate Talent—leading to greater future cultivation realms!”
“Low Grade meant low Talent. Even if awakened, they’d only reach levels 10 or 20 in their lifetime.”
“And it was fixed. Talent couldn’t be changed later.”
“But now!”
“In modern times, Martial Soul Talent isn’t just tied to the soul itself. It’s tied to your Life Soul Pact too!”
“Low Martial Soul Grade doesn’t matter. If you awaken, train your Soul Pet hard. Improve your Life Soul Pact bond! Your body strengthens, and the soul’s innate Talent rises!”
“Even awaken the weakest Grade Martial Soul? Train your Soul Pet diligently, and your Talent increases. More training equals bigger Talent gains.”
“At the same time, your maximum future cultivation level gets higher!”
“Of course, quality trumps quantity. More Soul Pets aren’t better. Better trained ones are!”
Pausing, Teacher Zheng saw the students listening intently. He nodded, satisfied.
“So, why do all us teachers push you? Make you train hard? Teach basics? Nag daily? Think it’s for our sake?”
“It’s for yours!”
“It’s your one chance to change your fate!”
Most students flushed bright red.
Training Soul Pets reigns supreme in this world.
The reasoning is common knowledge.
Otherwise, why do countless Soul Pact Masters work so hard?
Many have low-grade Martial Souls—they seek higher Talent for longer journeys.
The education system mandates selecting and training Soul Pets one semester before awakening. Exactly why: To rapidly boost innate Martial Soul Talent in this window.
“Teacher,” one student asked, “Why not start at six or seven?? Train ten-plus years. Even poor training would massively boost Talent, right?”
“I feel like slapping you,” Teacher Zheng snapped. “How strong are Soul Pets? Didn’t you see? Little kids wielding that power? Imagine the threat to society!”
“Modern law forbids under-eighteens from raising Soul Pets. At eighteen, legal protection ends—Soul Pet abuse faces punishment.”
“Besides, six or seven-year-olds aren’t soul-strong enough for Life Soul Pacts.”
“You—after school, copy Soul Pets & Society: Structural Laws textbook ten times.”
“Middle school knowledge—forgotten utterly!”
“…”
“Enough talk.” Teacher Zheng waved. “Today, we start with Form.”
“In graduation exams, spontaneous awakening is best. Examiners see Martial Soul Form. More solid form equals better awakening—higher scores.”
“Some awaken only a blurry outline.”
“Say the Soul is a tree. If its form looks pixelated, foggy? Poor awakening! Terrible score!”
“If worse than blurry? Forced external awakening. Scores plummet below spontaneous!”
“Today, you begin sensing your Martial Soul’s Form.”
“Sensing Form relies on one thing: Spiritual Power.”
“You’ve studied Spiritual Power theory, but never felt it.”
“Today, you’ll get a tiny taste.”
Teacher Zheng scanned the students. “Names called—step forward!”
“Xu Haifeng! Out first!”
Xu Haifeng strode up proudly, halting before Teacher Zheng.
“Good. I like your attitude.”
Teacher Zheng squinted. “Now. Standing there, look into my eyes. Let’s see how many seconds you last.”
Xu Haifeng stared into Teacher Zheng’s eyes.
Less than one second later, Xu Haifeng trembled violently, seeing nightmarish beasts.
He stumbled backward, legs wobbly like his kidneys were drained.
The class gaped… This weak?
Teacher Zheng’s gaze was stern, but this bad?
‘Teacher Zheng really isn’t normal,’ thought Wang Che. ‘His Spiritual Power is strong… Still surpasses mine now… Likely early first-layer level.’
He’d sensed that moment’s Spiritual Power.
Xu Haifeng scrambled back to his spot.
Peals of laughter burst from classmates.
“Shut up! Try yourselves!” Xu Haifeng yelled, beet-red.
Nearby, Thousand-Faced Flower patted him soothingly with a tiny appendage.
Soon, another student stepped up.
Stared into Teacher Zheng’s eyes… Then, no more laughter.
Because, same as Xu Haifeng—babbling, terrified, crawling back.
One second flat for most. Barely better ones lasted two.
“You all have baseline Spiritual Power,” Teacher Zheng declared. “But willpower is miserable. Zero experience. Can’t handle faintest Spiritual impact.”
“Lin Xi, exchanging away last month? Held out five seconds. Look at you—pathetic!”
Then, Teacher Zheng looked at Wang Che:
“Wang Che, you come try too.”