NOVEL WEB Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Roll, Roll as Hard as You Can!
However, the silver flower with its soul-nourishing effect belonged to the public property of the Blazing Fire Academy. Without proper and reasonable justification, it wouldn't be appropriate to ask his uncle and aunt for special privileges.
Moreover, exposing his ability to deduce soul power techniques just to obtain the silver flower felt not worth it to Mu Yang.
After all, since the silver flower could remain safely in the Blazing Fire Academy, its actual value was unlikely to be particularly high. At least, its effects wouldn't be significant for high-level Soul Masters; otherwise, it would have long been taken by other major powers on the continent.
Although the Blazing Fire Academy was not a small force on the continent, it couldn't compare to the two empires, the Spirit Hall, or the three sects of the continent.
It wasn't even on par with the Elephant Armored Sect, a second-rate force in the Soul Master world. After all, the Elephant Armored Sect, as one of the seven great sects, also had an Elephant Armored Academy, which was comparable in reputation to the Blazing Fire Academy.
"Come on, little brother, let me show you something cool. By the way, you better work hard on your cultivation in the future. Your big sister is counting on you to make it big!"
With that, Huo Wu pulled Mu Yang toward the greenhouse where the silver fire tree stood.
Mu Yang: "..."
Huo Wushuang: "..."
The next morning, in his bedroom, Mu Yang sat cross-legged on his bed, activating his innate ability to deduce a spiritual power cultivation technique.
Considering the issue of soul force recovery, Mu Yang adjusted his daily deduction schedule.
Instead of his original plan of pushing himself to the limit through uninterrupted nightly deductions using Reviving Soul Ginseng, he now decided to perform deductions with less intensity, splitting them into two sessions: one in the morning and one in the evening.
This was akin to climbing a thousand-meter mountain. Climbing it in one go would obviously be more exhausting than climbing 500 meters, resting for half a day, and then completing the remaining 500 meters.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Mu Xiyue's voice from outside: "Xiao Yang, are you awake?"
"I'm awake!"
Halting his deductions, Mu Yang replied.
With a soft click, Mu Xiyue pushed open the door and walked in.
"Xiao Yang, change your clothes. The tutor I arranged for you will arrive soon. Don't be impolite."
Noticing that Mu Yang was still in his pajamas, Mu Xiyue reminded him.
"A tutor? Okay."
Mu Yang nodded.
A quarter of an hour later, Mu Yang, now seated in the living room on the first floor, saw a bespectacled young woman walk in.
"Dean Xiyue."
The young woman greeted Mu Xiyue respectfully as soon as she entered.
For the academy's regular teachers, a deputy dean was still addressed as "Dean."
"Ms. Shu Ping, hello. This is my nephew, Mu Yang. Xiao Yang, from now on, Ms. Shu Ping will teach you about Soul Masters and soul beasts."
Mu Xiyue introduced the two.
"Hello, Ms. Shu Ping."
Mu Yang greeted her politely.
"Hello, Mu Yang. Dean Xiyue, aside from the first class every morning, I'm free. When would you like me to come to tutor Xiao Yang?"
Smiling, Shu Ping turned to ask Mu Xiyue.
Hearing this, Mu Xiyue didn't respond immediately. Instead, she turned to Mu Yang and asked, "Xiao Yang, what do you think?"
"Ms. Shu Ping, you can come after your morning class. As for the afternoons, I'll be meditating during that time. You can come after three o'clock."
Mu Yang gave it some thought and replied.
The Blazing Fire Academy's schedule wasn't very heavy, with only two morning classes: from 8:00 to 9:30 a.m. and from 10:00 to 11:30 a.m.
If Shu Ping came after her class ended at 9:30 a.m., it would align perfectly with Mu Yang's plan to start his morning deductions early.
The Extreme Flame Meditation Technique was a fire-attribute meditation technique. Practicing during the hottest part of the day might yield slightly better results than practicing in the morning or evening.
After finishing his meditation, he could start his afternoon study sessions, continuing until dinner.
Following dinner, he could perform another round of deductions before heading straight to bed, ready for the next day.
Thus, as a transmigrator who had just turned six, Mu Yang set up a schedule even tougher than a 996 work routine.
However, Mu Yang believed his hard work would be worth it. All this was for a brighter tomorrow.
Not all hardworking people are successful, but all successful people have endured hardships—at least at some point.
With talent, a little cheat, and a drive to outwork everyone, if Mu Yang didn't succeed, who else could?
Mu Yang: Roll, roll as hard as you can!
"You seem quite eager to learn, Xiao Yang! Dean Xiyue, what do you think?"
Shu Ping praised Mu Yang, then turned to Mu Xiyue.
Concerned about overly long teaching hours?
Not really. Shu Ping's tutoring fee wasn't fixed but charged by the hour. The longer the teaching time, the more "golden cuties" she earned.
"It's settled! Ms. Shu Ping, Xiao Yang will be in your care starting tomorrow."
Mu Xiyue finalized the arrangement.
"You're too kind, Dean Xiyue. It's my honor to teach a prodigy."
This wasn't mere flattery—Shu Ping genuinely felt this way.
Before coming, she had learned about Mu Yang's background.
With innate full soul power, he was destined to become a Title Douluo revered by thousands on the continent. Becoming his knowledge tutor and earning a generous tutoring fee? This deal couldn't be better.
That evening, after enjoying a hearty meal at the academy cafeteria, Mu Yang returned to his residence with Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang.
Seeing his aunt, Mu Xiyue, sitting in the living room, Mu Yang approached, greeted her, and said goodnight before preparing to head upstairs to continue his technique creation endeavors.
"Xiao Yang, don't rush off to rest just yet."
Mu Xiyue called out to stop him.
"Auntie, what's the matter?"
Mu Yang looked at her.
"You're so frail. Auntie got you something to strengthen your body."
As she spoke, Mu Xiyue picked up a jade box from the coffee table in front of her.
"Strengthen my body?"
Mu Yang's expression froze. He only appeared frail; he wasn't actually weak. There was no need for special supplements!
And even if supplements were necessary, ordinary ones wouldn't work. They had to have soul-nourishing effects. Otherwise, the frailty would persist.
Noticing Mu Yang's awkwardness, Mu Xiyue smiled and didn't press the issue, opening the jade box in her hands.
Inside was a translucent, golden-yellow solid.
Hmm... It looked a bit like a bar of yellow soap?
"Mom, what did you buy for Xiao Yang to strengthen him?"
Glancing at the unknown item in the jade box, Huo Wushuang asked curiously.
"This is whale glue," Mu Xiyue replied.
"Whale glue?"
Hearing this, Mu Yang's expression froze again, his gaze returning to the jade box in her hands.
If he remembered correctly, consuming whale glue could improve physical constitution?