Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 11: One Year of Cultivation

After studying the soul guide for a whole day, even Lin Po's mental strength was inevitably exhausted.

He placed the Level 3 Soul Guide Ray on the table, stretched his back, and thought about the dozens of low-level Soul Guide arrays he had seen today, and the different effects they produced when combined with each other. He sighed:
"Soul guides are indeed quite useful. If Huo Gua's sealed milk bottle can be truly developed in the future, and combined with various soul guides, it will be no different from the thermal weapons of the previous life."

Lin Po has recorded various magic arrays. Although Lin Po has not made a soul guide yet, with his powerful mental power and the control brought by the external soul bone, he thinks he can still replicate a third-level soul guide.

He shook his head, clearing away his distracting thoughts.

"It's enough to know how to use it, understand it, and avoid being tricked in the future. There's no need to study it seriously. It's a waste of time. Soul guides at this stage are not like those in Douluo Dalu, where they can rival gods when they reach their peak."

Looking at the night outside the window, Lin Po recalled the few years he spent in Shrek, the happiness before his martial soul awakened, the indifference and contempt of the Shrek people after his martial soul awakened, the madness caused by Ma Xiaotao's evil fire, and how after his evil fire was suppressed, she looked at him like a tool without a word of thanks.

Every scene made Lin Po clench his fists and tremble all over.

In the end, all impressions of Shrek were fixed on a woman.

Zhang Lexuan, the eldest sister of Shrek's inner courtyard, was the one who picked him up and brought her back to Shrek.

Lin Po did not hate Zhang Lexuan for bringing him back to Shrek. After all, if it weren't for her, Lin Po would have died outside. He would not do such a thing as putting down his bowl and scolding the cook.

Not to mention, Zhang Lexuan was the only person who was willing to take care of him and comfort him after his martial soul awakened, and she was also the only person who opposed using Lin Po to purify the evil fire at that time.

It's a pity that although she was gifted at that time, she was insignificant and no one cared about her opinion.

Thinking of this, Lin Po's desire to become stronger inevitably became urgent again.

Besides revenge, he also wanted to pull her out of that quagmire. And how could the Moon Spirit, the exclusive spirit of the Sun-Moon Empire's royal family, appear in Douluo Three Kingdoms and be exterminated? Lin Po wouldn't believe it even if he beat him to death.

"Get stronger as soon as possible. Only with enough strength can I do everything I want." Lin Po clenched his fists and murmured softly.

After saying that, Lin Po returned to the training platform and began to practice the Yin-Yang Sutra to improve his cultivation.

. . .

After a night, Lin Po woke up from his practice.

"It's true, orthodox Taoist exercises are better than meditation. Meditation requires you to think about your meridians every day, so you can't practice for a long time. With exercises, you can practice as long as you want."

After getting down from the training platform, Lin Po stretched his stiff joints and his whole body crackled.

"From now on, apart from necessary sleep and rest time to restore your energy, all other rest time should be spent on cultivation."

After making this decision, Lin Po began a new day of practice.

. . .

Cultivation was incredibly boring, repeating the same movements and procedures every day. A child of the same generation wouldn't have been able to persevere. It was simply that Lin Po, with his adult soul, forced himself to do it.

Zhang Peng, who was in charge of supervising the long period of mechanical training, was very happy at first, and felt every day that "the Holy Religion has hope."

But as time went on, Zhang Peng began to feel anxious. "Your Highness, are you going to ruin yourself by practicing this? If not, I have to have a serious talk with Your Highness."

For this reason, Zhang Peng suggested to Lin Po more than once that he should take a day off, telling him not to be so tense or he would be exhausted.

But Lin Po always used the same smile and calm tone to say that he was fine and healthy, and that cultivation was quite useful.

Zhang Peng, who didn't believe in evil, checked Lin Po's body many times. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he couldn't say anything more.

He could only report Lin Po's situation to the leader Zhongli Wu.

After Zhongli Wu learned about it, he came to watch more than once, but he did not persuade Lin Po to rest. Instead, he used his soul power of level 98 to check his body, and checked him from beginning to end several times.

After finally confirming that there was no problem, he patted Lin Po on the shoulder and said only four words: "Take care of it yourself."

He then said to Zhang Peng: "As for cultivation, just follow his own ideas." Then he turned and left.

With Zhongli Wu's endorsement, Zhang Peng didn't think too much about it. After all, the teacher said it was okay, so there was no need for him to worry so much.

As for Zhongli Wu's thoughts, as long as this disciple didn't become useless, it would be fine. The higher the intensity of his cultivation, the deeper his hatred for Shrek would be, and the greater his sense of belonging to the Holy Church would be. Why not? "But I'd better provide an extra set of cultivation resources, just in case," Zhongli Wu thought.

Then he gave the order that Lin Po's Soul Sect training resources would be increased by 50%.

It’s not that Zhongli Wu doesn’t want to add more, but the cultivation resources of the leader’s disciples are not comparable to those of the Holy Son of the Holy Church. It’s not too late to add more after Lin Po becomes the Holy Son.

. . .

The boring practice lasts day and night.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a year since Lin Po came to the Holy Spirit Church.

During this year, cultivation was Lin Po's main daily routine. On his monthly rest day, Lin Po would usually go out for a walk to maintain relationships before returning to his room to study his soul guide.

There was a soft bang sound.

Lin Po officially broke through and became a level 30 Quasi-Soul Master at the age of 9.

With the help of Yin Yang Classic, his talent, the massive resources provided by the Holy Spirit Church and his own efforts, Lin Po became a Soul Master in just one year.

Lin Po stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes.

"Finally, I've made a breakthrough. Judging by this rate of progress, I'll be confident enough to strengthen my world consciousness and intervene in the plot before the story officially begins."

Lin Po stood up and relaxed his muscles. He looked out the window and saw that it was already bright. He thought: "Since I have made a breakthrough, I will take a day off today. It's a good time to go find my teacher to ask for a spirit ring."

Thinking of this, Lin Po called the maid to prepare hot water and food.

After some trouble, Lin Po, dressed neatly, slowly walked towards the Holy Spirit Church Hall.

On the way to the main hall, Lin Po smiled and greeted everyone he passed by, as usual. Aside from a few recently returned evil spirit masters who felt strange, everyone else who had seen Lin Po also responded with awkward smiles.

Lin Po sighed: "In the future, they will all be my subordinates."

When Lin Po arrived at the main hall, Zhongli Wu was handling internal affairs of the sect.

Every time Lin Po saw this scene, he felt it was quite incongruous. A level 98 villain leader was sitting at a table dealing with a mountain of documents. It looked very strange no matter how he looked at it.

Moreover, could it be that I have traveled through time and will have to be a chosen worker in the future?

Lin Po stood aside without saying a word.

Two hours later, Zhongli Wu stopped what he was doing, looked at his disciples waiting beside him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Having such a disciple is worth all the hard work.

"Tell me, you, a disciple who can't even remember your teacher when you're practicing, suddenly come to see me. What's the matter?"

Lin Po sneered, "Couldn't it be that the disciple missed the teacher and came to say hello?"

Zhongli Wu looked at him strangely: "In that case, you can help me deal with these documents."

After hearing this, Lin Po shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, I am still young and cannot do these things."

"You can't pretend anymore, okay? Come on, tell me what's the matter quickly, your master is still busy." Zhongli Wu shook his head with a smile.

Lin Po put his hands in his pockets and said confidently: "Well, my disciple has broken through level 30 and needs a spirit ring to advance."

"What!!"

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