boyutpedia 48. Final Result and School
48. Final Result and School
The next morning, Ling Bingtian slowly awoke from his meditative state. Feeling his soul power grow stronger, he nodded in satisfaction and then let the maids, who had noticed he had woken up, help him change his clothes and wash up.
Growing up in this kind of life, Ling Bingtian had developed a habit of being served in this way.
While it's not that I can't do these things myself, I should respect local customs. Besides, this is how things have always been before my memories fully return. Making a sudden change might attract the attention of the Ling family, and even if they don't notice anything, there's no need to.
After washing up, Ling Bingtian got up and walked to the dining room in his home. When he entered, Ling An had already finished eating and was nowhere to be seen. Only Ling Jun, who had already finished breakfast, was sitting in her seat, smiling as she looked at him as he walked in.
Looking at her neatly groomed and handsome son, Lingjun chuckled and said, "Little sleepyhead, you're finally up?"
Indeed, Ling Bingtian paid special attention to the time when he arrived. Because they had chatted until late last night, it was already very late by the time he got back to meditate.
So this morning, Ling Bingtian did indeed get up much later than usual.
"Good morning, Mother. I didn't slack off last night; I was meditating until I just woke up." Ling Bingtian first greeted Ling Jun with a good morning, then explained that he hadn't been sleeping last night. After that, he sat down in his seat and began to enjoy the sumptuous breakfast prepared by his family.
Upon hearing this, Lingjun realized that her son was no longer the ordinary child he used to be.
Now that he is a Soul Master, most Soul Masters would choose to replace sleep with meditation. However, for a child to be able to persist in cultivation despite feeling sleepy is extremely rare.
Thinking of this, Lingjun felt proud but also a little heartbroken. Her child was so sensible. She wanted to persuade him not to cultivate too much, but that didn't seem right either. However, cultivating like this every day certainly wouldn't do him any good.
Immediately, Lingjun worriedly reminded Ling Bingtian, "I know you are diligent, but you must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Long-term high-intensity cultivation will not do you any good."
"Okay, huff—huff—" Ling Bingtian waved his hand, indicating that he understood after taking a big bite of the hot porridge made from various precious ingredients and soul beast meat that had just been served by the maid.
At the same time, Ling Bingtian did not forget to activate the Devouring Yuan Technique within his body, absorbing the nutrients contained in the bowl of hot porridge with all his might.
"You silly boy, eat slowly. We can always be a little late." Lingjun felt relieved after receiving his son's affirmative answer. Since his son, who had always been obedient, had agreed, he was no longer worried that he would fail to keep his word.
However, seeing Ling Bingtian's impatient appearance, even Lingjun, who knew that he was going to attend a class arranged by the clan, couldn't help but scold him a couple of times.
"Hehe." Sensing that her mother was genuinely angry, Ling Bingtian shrank back and slowed down a little, but overall, she still ate very quickly.
Seeing this, Lingjun said nothing more. After all, it's much better for a child to be punctual than to be a spoiled brat who abuses their family's power. And those spoiled brats aren't uncommon in the clan…
Before long, Ling Bingtian quickly finished his breakfast. He glanced at the clock on the wall and realized he would be late in a quarter of an hour. He quickly wiped his mouth and ran out the door.
"Hey, Tian'er, slow down." Ling Jun's anxious voice came from behind. Ling Bingtian just shouted "Okay" and continued running towards the Ling family school.
On his way to the Ling family school, Ling Bingtian was also thinking back to what happened last night.
When he said that he wanted to vigorously develop soul tools, Ling Yongsheng immediately objected without even thinking. However, after realizing that this was the command of the god he believed in, even someone as strong as him fell silent.
Influenced by Ling Yongsheng, Ling An also deeply disliked soul tools. But now, since it was a divine command, what could he possibly say?
Of the four, only Ling Yongming and Ling Yongyi maintained a relatively optimistic attitude.
Especially Ling Yongyi, who was stationed at the east gate of Jibing City for many years, was occasionally harassed by the Douling Empire using soul tools. In addition, because he was the youngest in his family, he received less influence from the older generation of the Ling family, so he didn't actually have as much of an opinion about soul tools as Ling Yongsheng and the others.
However, due to his second brother's authority, Ling Yongyi usually wouldn't bring up this topic.
But now, the situation is completely different. Developing soul tools is the will of God! For Ling Yongyi, this will couldn't be more perfect.
As for Ling Yongming, during his years of cultivation in the cave, he realized during his breaks that soul tools had a bright future. However, limited by his perspective, he believed that soul tools wouldn't pose a threat to high-level soul masters in the short term, so he didn't pay much attention to them.
However, if it is the will of the gods, Ling Yongming has nothing to say but to support it 100%.
Finally, by leveraging the powerful influence of the Ice God, Ling Bingtian successfully persuaded his stubborn grandfather and father to reluctantly agree to begin researching soul tools.
This is a good start, but how to proceed better in the future depends on how things develop.
Thinking of this, Ling Bingtian had already arrived at the Ling family's school. He glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the class would start in 3 minutes. He was not late, so Ling Bingtian breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether in her past life or this one, she despises people who are never punctual. While she hates them, Ling Bingtian also absolutely doesn't want to become that kind of person herself.
As soon as Ling Bingtian entered the school, he saw dozens of little kids chatting in their respective seats.
The sharp-eyed Ling Bingtian also noticed that the child who awakened the Ice Sea Sawtooth Crocodile on the day of the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony was also sitting in a seat, surrounded by several little boys, their faces filled with a pride that was different from when he had seen him before.
It seems that awakening a good martial soul and possessing a decent innate soul power has made this kid a bit arrogant.
And that was indeed the case. The boy's name was Wang Dayu, and he was originally just a child from an ordinary fisherman's family.
In the past two days, because he awakened a high-level beast martial soul and was recruited by the Ling family, many adults have come to flatter him and his family.
This made Wang Dayu, who had never experienced this feeling before, feel a little smug. Even the village chief, who used to bully his family, came over and bowed to apologize to his father.
This was the first time Wang Dayu had experienced this in his six years of life.
Furthermore, after arriving at the Ling Family Academy and making inquiries, Wang Dayu discovered that he had not found anyone with a higher soul power than himself, which further fueled his arrogance.
In Wang Dayu's view, apart from the eldest young master of the Ling family who was the first to awaken his martial soul on the day of the martial soul awakening ceremony, no one else had much of a chance to compete with him.
Recalling the handsome young man's awakening of his martial spirit that day, Wang Dayu couldn't help but feel a pang of envy and jealousy.
If it weren't for the eldest son of the Ling family, I would have been the most dazzling person that day.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
Thinking this, Wang Dayu suddenly noticed that another figure seemed to be slowly walking towards him.
"Hmph, another little brat trying to curry favor with me," Wang Dayu thought smugly to himself.
Wang Dayu sniffed his big nose, looked up, and was thinking of saying something boastful.
Unexpectedly, what he saw when he looked up startled him.
Because the person walking towards him was none other than Ling Bingtian, whom he had just been thinking about.
The handsome and well-groomed boy was walking towards them, and the children fell silent as he passed by.
Clearly, they had all been instructed by their families beforehand not to provoke the eldest young master of the Ling family.
When the little boys surrounding Wang Dayu realized that Ling Bingtian's target seemed to be Wang Dayu, they silently lowered their heads and walked away.
"Damn it, so disloyal!" Wang Dayu cursed inwardly, but this was clearly not the time to blame them.
As Ling Bingtian approached, Wang Dayu quickly stood up, bowed slightly to him, and said, "Greetings, Young Master."