119: Chapter 119 Strange Phenomenon Recurrence
The Soul Power around Lin Mo suddenly began to boil, churning violently like boiling water.
Once the essence blood of the King-Rank Beast merged into his body, it transformed into a scalding torrent.
It surged wildly along his Meridians, bringing waves of burning pain wherever it passed, violently colliding and merging with his original Soul Power.
"Ugh..." Lin Mo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.
The essence blood of this Tier 8 King-Rank Beast was unimaginably domineering; the scorching energy was almost enough to cook his flesh, and even his bones were aching faintly.
He dared not dally, immediately circulating his Cultivation Method, absorbing the energy of the ice-attribute soul crystal to circulate through his body and cool it down.
Time ticked by, and the Soul Power fluctuations above the rooftop grew stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, the clouds above the villa began to churn, and a massive, golden-red Pill Furnace phantom slowly emerged, suspended within the clouds.
This astonishing anomaly instantly alerted the entire Eastern Martial Soul Academy.
"Heavens, what is that?!" In the dormitory area, students pushed open their windows, pointing at the sky and exclaiming in shock.
"It's an anomaly! It's similar to the commotion when Dean Zhou awakened a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill last time!"
"No way, right? That direction seems to be above the Dean's villa... Could it be that the Dean is Awakening another Heaven-Rank Soul Skill?"
"Very likely! After the Dean awakened a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill last time, she had a Breakthrough to Level 80, so it's normal for her to awaken another Soul Skill!"
"But to awaken Heaven-Rank Soul Skills consecutively, the Dean is just too badass."
"Wait, something's very wrong. Isn't the Dean an elemental Martial Soul? What's up with this fire furnace?"
The teachers and students of the academy looked up at the Pill Furnace phantom suspended in the clouds, their discussions rising and falling, their eyes filled with shock.
"Oh my god! Isn't that the Boss's Martial Soul? How did it get so big?!"
Lu Mengmeng clung to the railing of the dormitory balcony, looking at the massive Pill Furnace phantom suspended in the distant sky, and couldn't help but shout excitedly.
On the adjacent balcony, Niu Dachun, who had just finished showering, walked out wrapped in a bath towel with his girlfriend, Kai Li.
Seeing the appearance of the phantom, Niu Dachun slapped his thigh in excitement: "That's right! That direction, that furnace shape, it must be my brother! Before he left, he told me he was going to find the Dean tonight to sleep... uh, to ask for advice!"
He corrected himself in time, but didn't notice Kai Li's suddenly widened eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
Go to the Dean to sleep... and ask for advice?
A shocking thought exploded in her mind.
That pretty boy actually did that to their beautiful, mature Dean?
This news was even more shocking than the anomaly in the sky!
Everyone knows that their academy's Dean is a famous beauty in Donghai.
Although she is a bit on the older side.
But in an era where the average marriage age for Awakened is 50, that doesn't count for anything at all.
No, I have to pretend I didn't hear it, otherwise I might be silenced...
Kai Li swallowed hard.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop of the Dean's villa.
Dean Zhou Qingyuan looked at the increasingly clear Pill Furnace phantom, her fingers tightening slightly around her wine glass.
The immense pressure permeating the air made her heart tremble violently.
This kid, is he really going to awaken a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill?
She took a deep breath, no longer hesitating, and her Soul Power silently spread, weaving an invisible protective barrier around the villa.
Such an astonishing commotion had likely already alerted the eyes and ears outside the school; she had to protect this Prodigy.
Lin Mo was completely unaware of his surroundings, his entire focus immersed in the final moment of the Soul Skill's condensation.
The Pill Furnace phantom above his head shook violently, and the furnace body suddenly erupted with blinding red light, illuminating the entire night sky as if it were daytime!
"Heaven-Rank Soul Skill — Star Fall - Meteor Drop, success!"
Lin Mo opened his eyes abruptly, as if starlight were exploding within his pupils.
A powerful aura, far exceeding what it was before, spread from his body, carrying the unique pressure of a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill, causing the air on the entire rooftop to stagnate.
Dean Zhou Qingyuan set down her wine glass, her expression as she looked at Lin Mo incredibly complex.
Shock, relief, and a trace of indescribable emotion.
This kid had created another miracle.
Lin Mo felt the surging power of the new Soul Skill within his body, that scorching and majestic energy feeling as if it were about to burst forth.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn upward.
With this Soul Skill, he finally had the capital to truly gain a foothold in this perilous world!
"How does it feel?"
Dean Zhou Qingyuan walked over, the hem of her purple pajamas swaying gently in the night breeze.
"Not bad." Lin Mo stood up and brushed the dust off his combat suit, his face filled with unconcealable pride.
"Compared to the Heaven-Rank Soul Skill you awakened last time, mine has greater destructive power, the Soul Power consumption is controllable, and the practicality is much stronger."
"Whew, you really are a Prodigy."
Dean Zhou Qingyuan exhaled a long breath, her gaze toward him complex and difficult to describe.
Lin Mo had proven with concrete actions that he seemed able to awaken whatever Soul Skill he wanted at will; this ability was what shocked her the most.
At this moment, she couldn't help but ponder her own Soul Skill after reaching Level 80.
If she could ask Lin Mo for help, perhaps she could avoid taking many detours.
However, the instruction fee for the previous Heaven-Rank Soul Skill hadn't been settled yet, and she was really too embarrassed to ask now.
Although she was a Dean, her savings were limited after all; last time, for that Heaven-Rank Soul Skill, just buying the Materials had almost emptied her coffers.
"Is there hot water? I need to take a shower."
Lin Mo stretched his limbs; he had broken into a sweat while condensing the Soul Skill, and he felt sticky and uncomfortable.
"Ah, yes, there is."
Dean Zhou Qingyuan was pulled back to reality by his words and nodded quickly.
"There is hot water in the second-floor bathroom; I'll get a towel and clean clothes ready for you."
Lin Mo acknowledged her, turned, and walked toward the stairs.
Watching his back, Dean Zhou Qingyuan gently rubbed her temples.
She turned and followed him downstairs, calculating in her heart how to bring up the matter of the Soul Skill.
The lights in the villa spilled softly onto the hallway; the anomaly outside the window had long since dissipated, leaving only the rustling sound of the night breeze gently blowing through the leaves.
Midnight, a bright moon hung high.
Dean Zhou Qingyuan gently pushed away the hand resting on her chest.
She wrapped her silk pajamas tightly around her with gentle movements and got out of bed silently.
Barefoot on the cool carpet, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled a lady's cigarette from an exquisite cigarette case, and lit it.
A small flame, an orange-red light flickered briefly in her eyes.
The smoke rose slowly, blurring her beautiful profile.
She looked up at the bright, clear moon outside the window, her brows slightly furrowed, her thoughts in a tangled mess.
She didn't know if doing this was right, but it was definitely worth it.
The reason she was troubled was that she knew the two of them had no future.
While she was lost in thought...
The sound of a lighter suddenly came from behind her.
Then came Lin Mo's voice.
"Regret it?"
Dean Zhou Qingyuan turned around and laughed softly, saying: "Not at all, after all, I'm not at a loss."
"Then what are you feeling sentimental about?" Lin Mo lay on his side on the bed, propping his head up with his hand, a cigarette in his mouth, his face wearing a playful expression.
Da Chun had once asked him, did he like young ones or mature ones?
Lin Mo's answer was, only children make choices; adults, of course, want to try everything...