Chapter 22: Soft Bone Rabbit Visualization Method
The next day, even when Tang San found time to ask him, Mo Bai only gave a hesitant, meaningful, and sighing expression without expressing anything directly.
Under the influence of his "performance," Tang San's expression became increasingly unsightly.
After that, Mo Bai could clearly feel that the atmosphere between Yu Xiaogang and Tang San had become much more subtle.
Tang San began to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally, but he had to go to Yu Xiaogang to learn knowledge.
On the surface, Yu Xiaogang appeared quite normal, but under Pupil One's Clairvoyance, once Tang San left, Yu Xiaogang would take out a wooden carving based on Tang San and stroke it meticulously.
He used this to suppress the throbbing in his heart.
...
Time flew by, and half a year passed.
Mo Bai and Xiao Wu's Meditation Technique was nearing its end. As long as they understood it slightly, with the support of turning the fake into reality, it was like a puzzle, one piece a day. It increased from one ten-thousandth at the beginning to one-thousandth, then one percent.
Until finally reaching one half.
Manifesting 50% was Xiao Wu's current limit, but Mo Bai had another maneuver.
Inside the dormitory.
Mo Bai once again cast his gaze upon the smug face of Xiao Wu, who was standing with her hands on her hips and her head held high.
"Xiao Wu, do you still believe I can complete the rest of the Meditation Technique?"
"Of course!" Xiao Wu replied confidently.
This was something she and Mo Bai had spent more than half a semester researching; getting from zero to here was already incredible!
Not only could it be cultivated, but it also had good effects. The final part would definitely be no problem for them!
[Ding! Xiao Wu has believed your lie—completing the second half of the Soft Bone Rabbit Visualization Method. Trust level 100%, manifestation degree 50%, obtained development path for 50% to 75% of the Soft Bone Rabbit Visualization Method!]
Mo Bai had started using this lie when the progress reached 1%, which is why the "completion" of the Meditation Technique was finished so rapidly later on.
Otherwise, according to the original progress, it would still be stuck at around 10% today.
At 50%, it was partially incomplete and risky to Cultivate, but at 75%, it was only semi-incomplete and could be used for some cultivation. There was no need to worry about future progress; repeating the same method would infinitely approach 100%.
The only thing to worry about, and what took the most time, was—how to make Xiao Wu have a partial understanding of the new content?
Seeing Mo Bai fall into deep thought, Xiao Wu's expression changed slightly. All her excitement vanished, and she asked cautiously, "Mo Bai... you don't have... another idea, do you?"
Almost every time they succeeded a little, Mo Bai's head would always pop up with a bunch of whimsical ideas that were somewhat similar to what she imagined.
But if it was like that again, it meant she would have to endure the bitterness of studying once more.
Mo Bai nodded and wore a gentle smile. "It seems you've gotten used to it. Then let's not waste words and begin. This time, the amount is quite large."
25%, the largest amount ever!
As expected, Xiao Wu's small face slumped, and she wailed in her heart. But even if she was extremely unwilling, these were Mo Bai's words.
...
In the blink of an eye, the first semester at Notting Academy ended.
Xiao Wu was naturally homeless and stayed in the dormitory with Mo Bai. Similarly, as the academy went on break, Tang San also set off on the road home full of expectations. Only this time, there probably wouldn't even be a letter from his old father; who knew if he would collapse because of it.
Later on, there wouldn't be a girl for him to take as an adopted sister to make up for the loneliness in his heart.
Mo Bai lightly pinched his chin and thought carefully. If Tang San really did collapse because of it, it wasn't impossible for him to take advantage of the situation and turn Tang San into Little San.
Knock, knock, knock!
The dormitory door was knocked on.
Mo Bai looked at the door in confusion. Xiao Wu was here, and Tang San had gone home. Logically, no one should be coming to find him.
But before he could figure it out, Xiao Wu, who had been racking her brains and frowning over her studies, seemed to hear the sound of liberation. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately jumped up to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, a cautious male voice came through: "Sister Xiao Wu, I'm looking for Young Master Mo. Is he still here?"
"Wang Sheng?"
Mo Bai came behind Xiao Wu and looked at the slightly burly youth before him. He was the former boss of Dormitory Seven, a sixth-year student. If he remembered correctly, he should have graduated by now, right?
"Young Master Mo, I want to ask your guard to help me hunt for my first Soul Ring." Upon seeing Mo Bai, Wang Sheng stated his purpose sincerely, while taking out a small bag of gold coins from behind him.
The scale suggested there were about a hundred coins.
Hmm? It seems the money I tipped out wasn't a small amount. Mo Bai could tell at a glance that this money came from his tips, but...
"With this much money, whether it's Teacher Mo or Dean Su, it should be enough to get them to help you hunt a Soul Ring, right?"
"Hehe." Wang Sheng scratched the back of his head and explained, "This money was tipped by Young Master Mo, so this counts as returning it to its original owner. Besides, I'm just a Work-Study Student..."
A Work-Study Student... Mo Bai raised his eyes and nodded.
Work-Study Student was a title and an identity. A hundred gold coins was just the basic price for hunting a hundred-year Soul Ring.
For someone like Wang Sheng who had no status, even if he hired someone to hunt for him, it would at most be a ring just over a hundred years old. But for a commoner, a hundred-year ring was already something that could be sought but not easily found.
Having concerns about this showed ambition. If he remembered correctly, it took Wang Sheng six years of cultivation to raise his Soul Power to Rank 10, so his Innate Soul Power Rank was likely around Rank 1 or 2.
He was ordinary and unremarkable in the Spirit Master's world, even lowly, but among ordinary people, he was a true chosen one.
This was the gap between Soul Masters and commoners.
Speaking of which, Wang Sheng was quite suitable.
Mo Bai's gaze swept up and down Wang Sheng again. As the boss of the Work-Study Students, he was mindful and dared to take responsibility. He had helped Mo Bai with many small tasks, such as spreading rumors about the whereabouts of the Clear Sky Douluo to Tang San and so on.
In addition, Wang Sheng had the second-highest manifestation degree besides Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Yu Xiaogang. Although it was only one ten-thousandth, he was indeed among the top group in Nuoding City.
The most important point was that the other party trusted him very much. Hmm... the money-scattering formula was particularly effective.
Seeing that Mo Bai didn't reply for a long time, Wang Sheng looked at him with expectant eyes:
"Young Master Mo, is it okay?"
Mo Bai looked at the youth's sincere face and smiled slightly: "Of course!"
But before Wang Sheng could rejoice, Mo Bai's voice continued: "But now, look up and look into my eyes."
Wang Sheng instinctively looked up and met a pair of eyes glowing with pink light. During the eye contact, Wang Sheng was dazed for a moment before coming back to his senses.
"What's wrong? Young Master Mo?"
Mo Bai turned around and waved his hand. "Nothing. Pupil One, go ahead. Don't let the age be too low."
Wang Sheng was confused, but the air around him fluctuated slightly. He turned his head slightly and looked with a face full of surprise. That Soul King who was widely rumored in the academy, the white-robed youth, was standing beside him.
Pupil One's gaze was indifferent: "Let's go."
"But the money..."
Wang Sheng wanted to hand over the money bag.
"No need," Pupil One said with a slight glance.
Wang Sheng wanted to say something more, but the words stayed in his mouth for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out, "Thank you... Young... Lord."
Eh? Young Lord?
Wang Sheng was slightly dazed, but Pupil One had already grabbed him by the back of the neck. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared.
Only Xiao Wu had been watching everything that just happened. She turned around and looked at Mo Bai curiously, asking, "Why was Wang Sheng dazed for a minute, and why did he keep listening to you talk?"
Mo Bai's figure paused. He turned and reached out to gently stroke Xiao Wu's hair, causing her small face to flush a bit more, as he whispered with a smile, "It's better if Xiao Wu doesn't remember these things."
As the words fell, Xiao Wu's pink eyes suddenly turned grayish-white, returning to their normal color a moment later.
"Xiao Wu, were you spacing out again?"
A moment later, Mo Bai spoke at the right time.
Xiao Wu froze for a moment. Looking at the pile of gibberish in front of her, her mind gradually cleared up, and she held her head dejectedly. "How is there still so much I haven't learned? Ah—! It's so hard!"
Mo Bai watched quietly as Xiao Wu finished venting and returned to her study state, smiling silently.
Wang Sheng's Spiritual Power was much weaker than Xiao Wu's or even Yu Xiaogang's. Under his extreme trust, hypnosis was even easier; perhaps hypnosis wasn't enough to describe the extent of it.
Semi-brainwashing would be more appropriate.
The Meditation Technique progress was very fast.
It was also time for him to develop followers.