Chapter 140
Chapter 140 - Soul Refining
“You can head to the Keepers of Forbidden Lore,” Ye Hao said after a brief silence.
Ye Hao was acutely aware of the risks in Qingqing's behavior. Hence, Ye Hao, Ning Xuan, and Qingqing made the decision to side with Xiao Ming.
“Since we've chosen you, we'll no longer consider the Keepers of Forbidden Lore,” Qingqing said with a smile. “I'm looking forward to the day you surpass me. I hope it's not too distant.”
With Momo and Sugar in tow, Qingqing departed.
Ye Hao remained silent in the courtyard for quite some time.
“Such is the nature of true strength,” Ye Hao mused to himself.
He was now desperate to enhance his own power. If he possessed the might of an Earth Immortal, the Wolf Immortal would stand no chance against him.
Tang Pianpian had observed the entire scene unfold.
“Are you okay?” she asked, concern etched on her face.
“I'm fine,” Ye Hao assured her, his tone earnest. “I need to enter a period of secluded cultivation. I'll entrust the household affairs to you for now.”
“Understood,” Tang Pianpian replied, nodding.
Back in his room, Ye Hao intended to harness the mysterious energy within him to accelerate his cultivation. This energy had emerged after Xiaoyu's ghostly aura was refined by the Divine Blood. It was incredibly potent, and Ye Hao had been hesitant to use it frivolously.
But now, he spared it no second thought.
As he tapped into the energy, he could feel his cultivation level soaring. Before long, he sensed that he had reached the peak of the Blood Refining's second layer. Guided by this power, he effortlessly transitioned into the second layer.
Upon attaining this level, his cultivation didn't stop climbing—it surged until he reached the third layer of Blood Refining.
Stepping into this new realm, Ye Hao noticed the energy sphere had dwindled to less than a third of its original size. Without any reservations, he continued to draw from its power.
Rapidly elevating one's cultivation like this typically came with repercussions. If one's mental state couldn't keep pace, it could limit their future potential.
But Ye Hao was an exception. As he made his breakthrough, the Dragon Orb imparted to him the profound insights of Blood Refining.
As long as he possessed sufficient energy, even ascending to a higher realm would pose no hidden dangers.
It must be acknowledged that the energy required to advance to the Soul Refining Realm was significantly greater than what was needed for the Blood Refining Realm.
Ye Hao exhausted the last third of his energy sphere before he finally made the breakthrough to the Soul Refining Realm.
A cultivator in the Soul Refining Realm must refine their soul.
At this juncture, one's Divine Sense becomes a formidable weapon.
For instance, a cultivator at the third layer of the Soul Refining Realm could decapitate someone within a ten-mile radius using their Divine Sense.
It could be said that once Ye Hao reached the Soul Refining Realm, he would be regarded as a master in the Cultivation Realm.
However, when compared to an Earth Immortal, Ye Hao still had a long way to go.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
After all, each Earth Immortal had been practicing for over a thousand years!
Even with the aid of the Dragon Orb, Ye Hao couldn't elevate his cultivation to the level of an Earth Immortal in a short time.
This was because, in the past, not even the black dragon had achieved the status of an Earth Immortal.
“Now is the time to solidify my realm,” Ye Hao murmured as he closed his eyes to deeply perceive the essence of the Soul Refining realm.
Ye Hao remained secluded in his room for seven days before emerging.
During that half-month, Ye Hao not only consolidated his realm but also practiced the Star Sword Art.
The Star Sword Art was indeed profound; even someone with Ye Hao's aptitude found it challenging to master.
Upon seeing Ye Hao step out, Tang Pianpian quickly approached him.
“Are you hungry?” Tang Pianpian asked, aware that Ye Hao's level of cultivation allowed him to go without food for half a month. Hence, she had not disturbed him over the past week.
Without delay, Tang Pianpian dashed to the kitchen to prepare a meal for Ye Hao.
“What has happened over the past week?” Ye Hao inquired.
“Xiao Ming has taken the young girls from the Fox Clan to the Keepers of Forbidden Lore,” Tang Pianpian replied. In fact, it was Xiao Ming who the Wolf Tribe had initially approached. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he promptly escorted them to the Keepers of Forbidden Lore.
“I understand.”
“There's nothing else.”
Ye Hao accepted the phone from Tang Pianpian and called Xiao Ming.
“Has the Fox Immortal died?”
“Based on the information from the Bureau Chief, there's an 80% chance that the Fox Immortal is dead. After the Wolf Immortal's return, he commanded his people to attack the Fox Clan.”
Ye Hao's expression turned grave.
“Is the Supernatural Bureau capable of handling the Wolf Tribe?”
“The Supernatural Bureau won't attack the Wolf Tribe unless they commit an unforgivable act. As for conflicts between the demon tribes, the Bureau won't intervene,” Xiao Ming explained, pausing briefly before adding, “Moreover, the Wolf Tribe is quite powerful among the demon tribes. Even if they do breach some rules, the higher-ups might turn a blind eye.”
“Are you suggesting I should avoid offending the Wolf Tribe?”
“While the Wolf Tribe fears us, we also have our reservations about them. It's best to steer clear of any conflicts with them,” Xiao Ming advised solemnly.
“Got it.”
Knowing that cultivation shouldn't be rushed, Ye Hao decided to engage in other activities to unwind.
“Teach me to drive.” Initially, Ye Hao had planned to have Tang Pianpian drive him to Riverdale College, but then the idea struck him.
Since he would be spending a considerable amount of time in this world, learning to drive was essential.
Ye Hao was naturally gifted in many areas.
As such, he quickly mastered the art of driving.
Without delay, Ye Hao contacted Zhang Cheng to assist him in obtaining a driver's license.
Upon arriving at Riverdale College in Tang Pianpian's car, Ye Hao inquired, “Not bad with the driving, huh?”
“Your skills are nearly at a professional level.”
“I really am quite clever,” Ye Hao said with a smile as he headed for the classroom.
Entering the classroom, Ye Hao stirred up quite a buzz.
He hadn't attended classes in over twenty days and had taken several extended leaves.
”Ye Hao, tell me, how many classes have you missed?” the bespectacled professor asked with a stern look.
“Teacher, I had requested leave,” Ye Hao responded, somewhat embarrassed.
“And that justifies your absence?” the professor pressed, clearly upset.
Ye Hao was taken aback.
He thought the old professor was being completely unreasonable!
“Professor, the truth is, I've already mastered this subject,” Ye Hao said, realizing he needed to play his ace.
“You've mastered it?” The old professor looked at Ye Hao, his eyes brimming with skepticism.
“Professor, if you don't believe me, feel free to quiz me,” Ye Hao offered, ready to pull out all the stops.
There was no denying the old professor's good intentions, but Ye Hao's circumstances were unique, making regular class attendance impossible for him.
“Give me the formula for a stomach ulcer remedy,” the old professor instructed, setting the textbook down on the desk.
“9 grams of Adenophora stricta, 9 grams of angelica, 9 grams of dendrobe, 6 grams of gizzard pepsin, 6 grams of goldthread, and 6 grams of tangerine peel,” Ye Hao recited. The old professor's eyes sparkled with recognition.