Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 319: Something's Wrong with the Cultivation Speed!

The outskirts of Tiandou City, the Body Sect.

Figures moved swiftly through the mountains and forests, as agile as rabbits.

For them, physical training is simply a way to unleash their true nature, even if they occasionally suffer hidden injuries as a result.

The moment I saw the sect leader, I felt as if I were bathed in a spring breeze, and all my hidden wounds were healed.

Of course, this was not a misperception on the part of the disciples of the Body Sect; they were truly healed.

Zhongli spent his days listening to music in brothels, and even when he was busy, he would still visit the Body Sect once a month to secretly observe each of them.

When it comes to physical training, willpower is not the most important factor.

Yes, that's true.

Willpower can only make a person who trains their body more courageous, but it cannot change their physique.

It is almost impossible for a good-for-nothing to reach the peak of physical training through willpower alone.

Body tempering is all about resources!

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" perfectly illustrates this point.

If cultivation resources are insufficient, willpower and the like are just empty talk.

Besides resources, another factor is recovery ability.

The difficulty in body tempering lies in the fact that it is easy to suffer hidden injuries, which can have many negative effects on the future.

Zhongli helps these disciples, and if they suffer any hidden injuries, the power of faith can perfectly repair them.

As for cultivation resources, thanks to things like perfumes and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's marketing tactics, the Body Sect is not short of money.

It should be noted that, in addition to perfumes, sachets, and soaps, the Body Sect also engages in other businesses.

Although not extremely wealthy, he had more than enough to support his disciples' cultivation.

"Four Seasons, tell me again how the Holy Maiden kicked Tang San out of the arena."

"Yeah, tell me about it!"

A group of young people surrounded Du Siji and others, their eyes filled with longing.

Because they lost, they lost the chance to compete.

There was no opportunity to go to the scene.

For young people, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament is still very exciting.

If they could participate, they would have no problem getting first place, or even just ranking among the top few.

Of the more than one hundred young people who fought together back then, seven or eight have now cultivated to the Soul King realm.

There's absolutely no problem putting together another team.

The others were all Soul Masters at least level 45.

Even those with the lowest cultivation level here are considered captains.

Keep in mind, they are all young people under the age of twenty-five!

Du Siji and the others shrugged; they were helpless too, surrounded by these good brothers...

Even if we fight, we might not necessarily win.

After all, it's very difficult to win with six teams and over a hundred opponents!

When everyone's strength is low, it's easier to win, and the attacks are aimless, with everyone around you being an "enemy".

Once you have a target, it's still over a hundred against six...

Poison Season Four and others cannot withstand it.

With the brothers being so enthusiastic, Du Siji and the others had no choice but to recount the entire incident.

This can be considered sharing happiness.

"I'm so envious. If it weren't for Shiki chasing me around and beating me up back then, I might have been able to go and see it for myself."

A level 58 Soul King said dejectedly.

It's not that he lacks ability, he just had a bit of bad luck.

The six who survived the 100-player battle are the "chosen ones".

Although his strength was higher than some of the six people, he was just a little unlucky.

Just like the supporting characters in a novel, they are the same age as the protagonist, or even younger, but their strength is higher than the protagonist's.

These people are not destined for greatness, but they lack a bit of luck.

"Sigh, me too..."

Another Soul King level 57 expert said.

Everyone: "..."

"Speaking of which, there's something that seems strange to you all, doesn't it?"

Suddenly, the level 58 Soul King expert spoke with a complicated expression.

"What is it?"

"Our strength, and the speed at which it is increasing."

Does hard work really pay off?

Only geniuses are truly useful.

As for others, the rewards they receive through hard work are less than one percent of what geniuses achieve through hard work.

"Our innate soul power is different, so theoretically, our cultivation speed should be different."

"However, the speed at which we improve our strength has always remained at a relative balance."

"Especially you guys, when the sect was first established, your soul power levels were about the same..."

As for those who have now reached the Soul King level, their strength was already a notch above their brothers' when the sect was first established.

Everyone is making progress, so surely they can't be regressing?

Upon hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback, looking somewhat bewildered.

"If I remember correctly, brother, you should be at the ninth level of the Innate Realm, right?"

"That's right."

"I'm at level six innately, only two levels below you..."

Everyone looked at the other person in confusion. Was this really something that could be achieved through hard work?

It is common knowledge that innate soul power determines cultivation speed.

If the cultivation speed of a first-level innate cultivator and a cultivator with full innate soul power were the same, the entire Douluo Continent would undergo earth-shattering changes.

If cultivation talents are the same, how long would it take to cultivate from level one to level ten?

The initial training was not difficult at all.

In this situation, it all comes down to who survives the longest and who is the most resourceful.

After comparing the two, the man finally accepted the reality: their cultivation speed was problematic!

"I feel that it must have been the sect leader who helped us improve our aptitude. Only he could have done something like that."

Even those at the ninth level of the Innate Realm felt that their cultivation speed was stronger than before.

The most terrifying thing is the overall improvement of qualifications.

"I also feel that only the sect leader can do this."

As they were talking, someone suggested that they go and thank Zhongli.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Being a grateful person within the Ontology sect is what they should do.

"The sect leader happens to be at the sect, let's go and pay our respects."

Poisonous Seasons said with a smile.

When they returned, Zhongli and Paimon came back with them.

As for Chi Yu, she went to act with Qian Renxue.

Upon hearing this, the group did not hesitate and marched towards the sect in a grand procession.

This area belongs to the back mountain of the Body Sect and is where they usually cultivate.

If they wanted to pay their respects to Zhongli, they would naturally have to return to their sect to do so.

Inside the council hall of the Body Sect, Du Bafang sat to Zhong Li's left, which was the position of the acting sect leader.

There was also a cup of tea on his table.

Suddenly, he was somewhat taken aback to see Zhongli shaking his head with a smile on his face.

Could it be that the sect leader thinks the tea he brewed is not good?

That's impossible. His tea-making skills, if not unparalleled, are certainly at a high level. Zhongli would never look down on him.

So, Zhongli must be thinking about something else.

"Zhongli, what are you laughing at?"

"And what's the meaning of your head shaking?"

It's not easy to ask about the poisonous side, but Paimon never had such troubles; she was always the type to say whatever came to mind.

Can't get an answer?

That's absolutely impossible!

Zhongli slowly sipped his tea before looking at Paimon.

(End of this chapter)