Chapter 24: The Unteachable Xiao Xian Needs Extra Fuel

"Ugh—!!!"

The purple‑red fireball slammed into his face and burst.

Ma Hongjun let out a wretched scream at once, feeling his nose throb with pain!

Under the fierce impact, his body involuntarily tipped backward, crashing heavily onto the ground and kicking up a layer of sand dust.

"Cough—..."

After coughing a few times, he wiped his nose with his arm, just as he was about to get up.

But…

"That's it," a faint voice sounded at the side of Ma Hongjun's ear.

Xiao Xian, at some point, had silently moved behind him, completely ignoring the purple flames still steaming from his body, and gently patted his shoulder.

"... I lost," Ma Hongjun realized something, his complexion turning thoroughly bitter.

Xiao Xian could pat his shoulder, and could also easily slice his throat with a knife.

He promptly and cleanly admitted defeat, and the flames on his body suddenly dissipated.

"You actually won, without a martial soul?!" Oscar was shocked.

"Can I win?" Dai Mubai's evil eyes flickered as he thought to himself for a moment, wondering whether, without using the Third Soul Ring, he could now defeat Xiao Xian.

Unfortunately, his final conclusion was that, based solely on Xiao Xian's current performance, he would have to beat him first to know.

But Xiao Xian still has a martial soul, which he hasn't revealed yet.

Fulangde, unsurprisingly, glared at Ma Hongjun, then said, "Alright, you all disperse. You, come with me."

Xiao Xian obediently followed.

Fulangde wasn't as easy to fool as the Master; on the contrary, his methods were very clever—just obey and it's done.

Not far from the edge of the clearing was Fulangde's office, which also served as his residence; the place wasn't large and was even a bit shabby.

Fulangde sat behind his desk, pulled a form from the drawer, and glanced up at Xiao Xian.

"Afterwards go to the Shi Tang, bring your martial soul with you; I've already arranged it."

"Each month, you pay nine Gold Soul Coins for meals to Teacher Li."

"Any problem?" Fulangde tapped the desk.

Xiao Xian shook his head, "No problem."

Previously Xiao Jue had enjoyed six years of free extra meals.

Now it's just nine Gold Soul Coins.

Fulangde looked at the form with a slight pang of annoyance, but ultimately set it aside.

He stared at Xiao Xian, satisfied yet dissatisfied.

His gaze was very conflicted.

In his eyes, Xiao Xian's performance just now could only be described as genius.

Since founding the Shilaike Academy, among all the students he's seen, none have been more outstanding, perfectly embodying the academy's principle—Slake.

He's a true monster.

But…

This monster, however, is hard to teach.

Other students are monsters even more genius than a genius, all‑round geniuses with Innate Soul Power, martial soul, Soul Rings, and martial soul development.

Step by step, they enhance potential, excavate potential, train the mind, and patch shortcomings.

Naturally, they can achieve results.

But Xiao Xian's situation is completely different: his martial soul is malignantly mutated, his Half-level Innate Soul Power, the First Soul Ring and Second Soul Ring lack combat power, and he instead seeks assistance for cultivation speed.

Originally, he should have been a soul master with empty soul power.

But he, using his genius mind, self‑created several Self-Created Soul Techniques, giving himself strength not inferior to a Strong Attack Type Battle Soul Master.

Genius?

Genius.

Only… that's all there is.

In the early stage he can still hold some advantage; later, if the martial soul issue remains unresolved…

Against others' terrifying thousand‑year, ten‑thousand‑year Soul Rings, his little Gale is utterly insignificant.

And besides that.

If he were trained the same way as other students.

Xiao Xian would not only fail to become stronger.

He might even die a terrible death.

If this kid were just an ordinary student, that would be fine.

But he is still the Master's disciple.

Proof of that stubborn guy…

Fulangde was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "What Soul Beast are your First Soul Ring and Second Soul Ring from? What are the soul skills?"

"The First Soul Ring comes from a 400‑year‑old Sunlight Blood Dragon Vine; the soul skill releases Sunlight Spores to enhance soul power activity."

"The Second Soul Ring comes from a 700‑year‑old Bright‑eyed Dragon Tiger; the soul skill… is a bit complicated, but its effect can be understood as compressing soul power, increasing its mass," Xiao Xian said, somewhat at a loss for words.

Fulangde's eyes flashed with a keen light, saying, "Activity, mass—no wonder your cultivation speed is decent."

Hearing this, he felt he had a bit of a grasp.

Shrek's teaching is still somewhat useful to him, but unfortunately its effect is insufficient.

Looks like we need to add some ingredients…!

"I know what's in my heart now, go ahead, get some good rest, have a good sleep. After school starts the day after tomorrow… no, tomorrow night, you eat a good meal and come find me directly."

"Yes, sorry to trouble Senior Master!" Xiao Xian obediently stepped back.

After he leaves.

"Sigh…" Fulangde nudged his crystal glasses, murmuring low: "Old Shao will have it hard…"

"……"

Xiao Xian does not care how Fulangde intends to train him.

With the help of the Second Soul Ring, he still has some confidence about breaking through Level 29.

As long as he reaches Level 30, he will obtain that soul ring.

The meridian issue can also be solved slowly, and thereafter a smooth road.

Only with Fulangde's training, his shortcoming might be compensated, and his cultivation speed might rise again.

"……"

Just as Xiao Xian returned to the Little Cabin, Oscar leapt up from the bed, somewhat excited, saying: "Brother Xian! Brother! You finally came back! You're too fierce!"

"How did you do it?!"

"A Soul Master can be this strong without a martial soul!?"

Xiao Xian glanced at Oscar, naturally knowing what he was thinking.

All Support Type Soul Masters have a dream of being output, and Oscar is no exception.

"Very simple, just like this." Xiao Xian smiled faintly, raised his hand, and his palm suddenly emitted a Gale.

Oscar was pushed back repeatedly by the Gale, but his eyes suddenly brightened a lot: "Right, right, right, that's it!"

Xiao Xian also didn't hold back, dispersed the Gale, and a layer of warm light quietly rose from his palm, directly shining on Oscar.

He explained: "I don't use a martial soul, but… that doesn't mean I don't use soul skills. My soul skill provides an amplification effect, and it stays on me almost constantly."

"……"

Xiao Xian explained for a while, and Oscar finally understood, instantly a bit disappointed.

That miraculous Self-Created Soul Technique actually has to be entrusted to his First Soul Technique.

Otherwise, its power would be so weak it could only fan the wind?

"I can let you feel it, but… my First Soul Technique has a flaw; the soul power activation will be enhanced, but it will also become chaotic…" Xiao Xian poured himself a glass of water and said slowly.

He can, relying on his strong spirit power, suppress that chaotic effect. Tang San, using Profound Heaven Technique, and having lived two lifetimes as a human, can also easily suppress it.

As for the others…

At least Master cannot.

Xiao Wu also cannot.

He does not have confidence in Oscar.

"……"

That night.

Oscar vomited blood.

Xiao Xian helplessly carried him on his back and knocked on Fulangde's room door.

Fulangde glared at Oscar and Xiao Xian in irritation, and directly grabbed him to go find Shao Xin.