Reverse Heavenly Gang!

In a year, progressing from level three to level four seemed achievable at the Soul Master stage without a significant drop in speed.

By the age of twelve, even with his innate soul power holding him back, Yun Feng's soul power should reach the twenties.

Of course, all of this was based on Yun Feng's own rough estimations, and might not be entirely reliable.

After all, without a systematic algorithm and factoring in various influences, it's impossible to train continuously without breaks.

That's why talent really is the straw that breaks the camel's back.

This is especially true for Yun Feng, who has this unique "bug" of a training method.

It's only through relentless and uninterrupted training that he's barely managed to reach this point.

For an average level one Soul Master, without so many prerequisites, they could spend their entire lives trying to reach level thirty and still not succeed.

Yu Xiaogang managed to cultivate up to a level 29 Grandmaster at only 0.5 levels a year, purely because he was born into a good family.

For most people, it's incredibly hard to reach this point in cultivation.

Some might even give up the path of becoming a Soul Master.

And soul rings are another challenge—who would help a Soul Master with no future hunt down a century-old soul beast?

Talent, talent.

Just look at Tang San: attending classes in the morning, forging metal in the afternoon, and only practicing at night, yet his cultivation skyrockets.

Xiao Wu is even more outrageous. She barely trained at first but later got swept up by the competitive atmosphere.

Even though she barely trained, in between eating, drinking, and playing, she somehow leveled up.

It's unbelievable.

But Yun Feng isn't too worried—he understands the story of the tortoise and the hare!

Even if he's lacking in natural talent, he now has a cheat-like method. While it's not particularly powerful yet, it's enough for now!

…

A few days later, after class, Yun Feng was heading to the cafeteria for lunch when Xiao Wu called out to him.

"Xiao Feng, you're working so hard every day that no one's left to play with me!"

Yun Feng gave an awkward laugh.

After thinking for a moment, he explained:

"Sister Xiao Wu, I don't really have a choice. You're all Soul Masters already, but my soul power is only at level three."

Xiao Wu, looking up at Yun Feng, who was now taller than her by a head, couldn't argue back. After all, cultivating soul power is completely normal for Soul Masters.

But seeing Yun Feng being both hardworking and lazy at the same time was truly puzzling.

Plus, if she didn't train at all, she'd feel out of place.

So Xiao Wu felt a bit uneasy.

Tang San, however, was oblivious to Xiao Wu's mood and cheerfully said to her:

"Sister Xiao Wu, you should train more too! Don't waste your incredible talent!"

Tang San meant well, but at this stage, Xiao Wu and Tang San weren't that close.

Yun Feng was someone she had approached voluntarily, and he hadn't mentioned her at all.

Why was Tang San lecturing her out of the blue?

A rebellious feeling started brewing inside her, and her opinion of Tang San changed.

"Mind your own business!"

"What?!"

Tang San, surprised by Xiao Wu's reaction, was about to explain, but Xiao Wu walked away.

Yun Feng almost burst out laughing at this scene.

This was a classic case of shooting oneself in the foot!

Not wanting to linger, Yun Feng grabbed a tray of food and sat in a corner by himself to eat.

He still had to go train—who had time to mess around with them!

Tang San, feeling dejected, tried to sit beside Xiao Wu but was immediately driven away by her foul mood.

Seriously, who do you think you are? How dare you lecture the boss?

Reverse Heavenly Gang!

How could you have the nerve to tell off the leader!

With no other choice, Tang San turned his attention to Yun Feng and sat down across from him.

He started eating his meal, occasionally glancing in Xiao Wu's direction.

Yun Feng didn't know what to say—this was like watching schoolchildren trying to get someone's attention by making noise.

As if looking a few more times would make her notice your deep feelings.

All Yun Feng wanted was to finish eating quickly and leave this troublesome place.

If he somehow angered Tang San, who knows what would happen?

He'd be in serious trouble!

After finishing his meal at lightning speed, Yun Feng packed up his things.

"Tang San, I'm off to train. You take your time!"

He said, and then darted away.

Not long after, Yu Xiaogang approached Tang San, watching Yun Feng dash off like a bolt of lightning.

"That kid's name is Yun Feng, right? He's quite clever and works hard. If his innate soul power were a bit higher, he might actually achieve something. But level one is just too low!"

"Some people's fates are sealed from the moment they're born. Not everyone can defy the heavens like I did."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San was intrigued by his evaluation of Yun Feng.

"Clever?"

Yu Xiaogang, noticing Tang San's curiosity, explained further:

"Yes, there's a lot of Blue Silver Grass on the back hill. It's a natural mimicking environment that helps with cultivation. The fact that he discovered this shows he's got some smarts!"

After hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up and he eagerly asked:

"Teacher, can I also go to the back hill to train?"

Yu Xiaogang chuckled and patted Tang San on the head.

"Of course you can, but do you even have the time?"

"You have morning classes with me, forging in the afternoon, and barely any time left for training in the evening."

Tang San realized the issue, scratching his head in frustration.

In the end, he could only sigh and give up the idea.

After finishing his meal, Tang San bid Yu Xiaogang farewell.

"Teacher, I'm off to work at the blacksmith's shop."

Yu Xiaogang didn't stop him, especially after learning that Tang San was the son of his idol, Tang Hao.

As a master, he understood the power of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.

Working there would not only strengthen Tang San's body, but also help him earn money and practice the hammer technique.

It was a good thing!

Especially since his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass. It was important to strengthen his body for the time being.

Tang San was destined to become a powerful figure, so familiarizing himself with the secret hammer technique of the Clear Sky Sect early on was definitely worthwhile.

After all, with great talent comes great freedom!

Unlike Yun Feng, who had to focus solely on cultivation, the difference between them was stark.

In Tang San's mind, it would be better to find a girlfriend and nurture a relationship, so he wouldn't have to worry about being single later on.

Otherwise, the psychological gap would be too large!

…

Two and a half years later, Yun Feng, who was meditating on the back hill, suddenly opened his eyes.

A hint of a smile flickered in his gaze.

"I finally broke through!"

"My earlier calculations weren't wrong. I can improve about three to four levels per year. In two and a half years, I've cultivated from level two to level ten. There's no significant deviation, and I'm still progressing faster than most!"

He could clearly feel his soul power reaching a saturated state. All he needed was one more thing, and he would officially become a Soul Master!