A smile curved his lips.
This really was the Douluo world.....mere Soul Masters could perform feats impossible for ordinary people in his previous life.
Of course, part of it was probably thanks to Gale's stat feedback.
"Huh? Xiao Wen? Why are you here?"
Zhang Yi greeted him in surprise.
"Elder Xuan… disappeared after I woke up,"
Su Wen rubbed his stomach.
"I got hungry waiting for him, so I came down to get something to eat."
Cultivation consumed a tremendous amount of energy.
That energy had to be replenished....either through meat or food rich in soul power.
After half a day of meditation, he was genuinely starving.
"Hahaha, I see."
Zhang Yi laughed awkwardly.
"Perfect timing. I just killed a Blood-Red Baboon—half a ton of meat. Plenty to go around. Eat your fill."
Clearly, Inner Court disciples had long grown accustomed to Xuan Zi's… habits.
With the confidence of elite Shrek students, they didn't make a fuss. Instead, Zhang Yi warmly ushered Su Wen over.
"Slow down.....don't choke."
Seeing Su Wen arrive, Ma Xiaotao was the happiest of all.
She handed over the grilled meat that had been meant for herself.
"Don't worry. That baboon's huge....we'll need two days to finish it.
Anything we can't carry will be left for other Soul Beasts anyway."
"But I grilled that meat!"
Zhang Yi complained.
Ma Xiaotao tilted her head, eyes sparkling as she stared at Su Wen with a silly grin, completely ignoring him.
"Mm…"
Su Wen swallowed a mouthful of meat.
He suddenly realized—this silly girl really treated him like a little brother.
Was it because she'd "picked him up"?
Still… it felt warm.
Catching the scent of meat, Gale popped out of the Poké Ball, staring eagerly at Su Wen.
"Here."
Zhang Yi, already familiar with Gale as Su Wen's "detached martial soul," cut off a bloody leg of raw baboon meat and handed it over on a blade.
After Su Wen nodded, Gale snatched the meat and began tearing into it enthusiastically.
"Tastes good?"
Su Wen chuckled, then froze.
"Wait… Gale, aren't you also a baboon?"
"Roar~"
(Brother, you smell amazing.)
Su Wen: "..."
"Heh,"
Zhang Yi laughed, sitting cross-legged nearby.
"Different baboon clans kill and eat each other all the time.
To be honest, Wind Baboons are usually food for other baboon species."
"I see."
Su Wen swallowed another bite of roasted meat and wiped his mouth.
Then his expression stiffened.
The panel had updated again.
[Wind Baboon]
[Level: 13]
[Strength: 0.22 (+0.01)]
[Speed: 0.30 (+0.01)]
[Endurance: 0.22 (+0.01)]
[Defense: 0.15 (+0.01)]
[…]
Eating meat can raise levels too?!
Su Wen froze.
Of course!
It wasn't just spirit fruits—consuming the flesh of powerful creatures could also increase cultivation.
Many Soul Beasts reached hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation in mere tens of thousands of years.
Aside from freak cases like Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, most....like Bear Lord or King of the Beast Swarm...advanced largely by devouring others of their kind.
Brother, you smell amazing—indeed.
Absorbing Tianmeng as a massive battery wasn't all that different from eating meat.
Otherwise, Tianmeng wouldn't still be so bitter about it.
Before long, Gale clutched its round belly and collapsed onto the ground, completely stuffed.
Even a small piece of high-cultivation baboon meat contained enormous energy. It would take time to digest.
Unfortunately, Gale wasn't a glutton like Taotie.
Su Wen sighed inwardly.
If he had a Taotie-type Soul Beast and fed it constantly, cultivation would truly be as easy as drinking water.
"Hmm… raise an Elder Xuan?"
Joking aside—
Watching Gale's stats jump several times in a single day, Su Wen could barely suppress his grin.
The key point was that Gale's growth transferred directly to him.
At this rate, his cultivation speed could increase by at least one-third.
…
By the campfire, the Shrek Academy group remained relaxed.
Even after Su Wen mentioned that Xuan Zi was missing, the smooth journey so far had lulled them into easing their guard.
They chatted casually about recent gains.
Even Zhang Lexuan sat quietly on a stone, lost in thought as the firelight flickered across her face.
"Wait… something's wrong."
Su Wen's expression suddenly changed.
The handle of the feather fan in his hand began to glow red.
This high-t
ier soul tool—capable of defense, detection, and aura simulation—had issued a warning.
A powerful enemy had appeared nearby.
The tension seemed to pulse directly from the fan, tugging at Su Wen's nerves.
His face slowly darkened.
The Inner Court disciples around him still appeared calm and relaxed—but he knew this soul tool wouldn't give a false alert.
And something capable of triggering a red warning…
Could only be.....
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.
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