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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

n“Squawk? Squawk…”

nBang!

nUpon seeing Little Fire Crow fall right down, Su Hao wrote down a note in his little notebook.

nSprite Commandeering needs to be practiced more and form a habit. Otherwise, it’s not an assistance but a disservice.

nAfter using Sprite Commandeering: Accelerate twice, Su Hao didn’t feel anything himself.

nHe glanced at the interface—his soul power had dropped by about two points.

n“According to Old Chen’s description, so long as I maintain adequate sleep, the soul power consumed can be restored within a day. But consuming too much soul power would cause a sharp decline in mental state and even fainting.”

nAt school yesterday, Su Hao had already been able to use Sprite Commandeering.

nAt that time, Old Chen had told him not to continue using Sprite Commandeering when he felt tired.

nSu Hao felt nothing now.

n“I can try Summoning.”

nHe spread his fingers and shouted in a low voice.

nTap…

nTap…

nTwo pointers lit up, so he followed the soul contract’s instinct and chose to summon Silkworm Baby.

nAfter an instant, he felt a strand of soul power being drawn out.

nA dumbstruck Silkworm Baby appeared at the position in front of him, as high as his arm.

nIt dropped rapidly.

nIn midair, it flipped its body to maintain balance and landed stably.

n“Gurgle?”

nIt saw the stupid crow hit the tree trunk and ran over to supervise it.

nThen it used the gaze of a senior.

nStare~

nUnder the gaze, Little Fire Crow shakily flew up again, looking pitiful and helpless. It flapped its wings and continued to fly among the densely foliaged woods. It turned up and down, passing among the branches.

nSuddenly, a force shrouded it. Little Fire Crow seemed to have a booster installed on it, and branches were quickly enlarged in its eyes.

nIt dodged and dodged again, but still got tripped by a branch and got sent flipping outward.

n“Squawk, squawk, squawk…”

nIts sound faded away.

nWhile looking at Little Fire Crow’s disappearing figure among the trees, Su Hao fell into deep thought.

nMaybe, we should still start practicing in simple environments? Even if sprites are thick-skinned, they have to fall in the right places.

nAs Su Hao pondered over it, he felt a spell of dizziness. His legs felt weak, and he had to squat down.

n“I consumed too much soul power?”

nHe had it more convenient than others.

nOn the interface, he saw that only less than 3 points of soul power were left.

nBefore I used Sprite Commandeering: Accelerate, there were 3.6 points of soul power left. I was only a bit tired, but it wasn’t obvious. But after consuming a little more, the impact on my state got a little bigger.

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/3 is probably a critical threshold. When soul power is less than 1

/3, one’s state would be very obviously affected.

nTo use Sprite Commandeering would not be advisable then, as he himself might fall before the enemy did.

nWhen Silkworm Baby saw Su Hao squatting on the ground and his hand supporting his forehead, it ran over nervously.

n“Gurgle, gurgle!”

nDon’t die!

n…

nAutumn passed, and winter came. In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the semester.

nAs a Sprite stream student, Su Hao also had to undergo the regular final examination for the semester, just like his peers in Arts and Science streams.

nThe exams he had to take were subjects unique to the Sprite stream, such as Sprite History, Sprite Cultivation, and Sprite Analysis.

nThere were also exams for ordinary compulsory subjects like Chinese, Mathematics, and Moral Education.

nThis year, the examination date was even earlier to leave sufficient time for the five-school joint combat practice.

nIn the classroom of Class Two…

nIn his thick winter school uniform, Su Hao held a pen and kept writing answers on the exam paper.

nThe hot air breathed out from his mouth turned into white mist, dissipating in the air.

nFinally…

nSlap!

nHe finished the last question.

nThe bell rang. Su Hao turned in the fully filled Moral Education exam paper.

n“It was too hard!”

nThe air he breathed out turned into white mist again.

nSu Hao finished answering the exam questions for Sprite stream with great ease. The difficulty level of the final exam was far below the written exam for Sprite Cultivators.

nUnfortunately, he still had to take exams for ordinary academic subjects. This was hugely difficult for Star Student Su, especially since he hadn’t spent much time revising.

n“It’s alright. I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but it feels like my memory and thinking abilities seem to have both improved a little.”

nPerhaps it was due to the increase in soul power.

nAfter finishing the exam paper for the last subject, Su Hao walked out of the classroom. A light yellow figure leaped toward him, which then quickly slowed down when approaching him.

n“Gurgle~!”

nSu Hao caught Silkworm Baby. Then he saw a Little Fire Crow drop onto the top of his head, flopping.

n“Gurgle!” Silkworm Baby yelled a little.

n“Squawk,” Little Fire Crow replied weakly. It flew up again and fell down on Su Hao’s shoulder.

nSilkworm Baby crawled onto the top of his head, satisfied.

nSu Hao was rendered speechless.

nDid you ask for my opinion?

n…

nAfter the final exams, they had a rare few days of holidays.

nWhen Su Hao arrived at the classroom the following Monday, they received the result slips.

nAs he expected, he only got half a mark or one mark deducted for the several subjects of Sprite stream… It must be the teacher reminding him not to be arrogant.

n“117 for Chinese, 138 for Mathematics… all pretty good.”

nAfter all, Sprite Cultivation and real combat had the highest weightage. Su Hao’s requirement for himself on ordinary academic subjects was to simply not be a burden.

nThen…

nLiu Ren approached, gave it a glance, and yelled, “Wow, Old Su, you are sure to get into a prestigious university already!”

nHe was too clear about Su Hao’s abilities.

nBetween the two contracted sprites, Little Fire Crow was only cultivated for a short period of time, so it was hard to say, but Silkworm Baby actually could already beat Coach Xiong’s Little Wind Horse in November.

nPresently, Silkworm God was probably close to even entry-level.

n“But, my Master Tortoise’s spiritual force is also already more than 110, it can reach its maximum during this winter holiday. Thinking this way, it seems that my progress is pretty fast too, right?”

nLiu Ren knew who was responsible for this. As compared to the previous Sprite Cultivator’s plan, Su Hao’s was too awesome. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Little Charcoal Tortoise’s spiritual force to even reach 100 points.

n“Hey, Su Hao, what do you think my Master Tortoise’s spiritual force upper-limit should be?”

n“Probably around 140. With your cultivation progress now, in about 40 days, you can cultivate Little Charcoal Tortoise to its limit before entry-level.” Su Hao gave Liu Ren’s result slip a glance and said, “If you get the grades for these subjects up, it is not impossible for you to give prestigious universities a try.”

nWhen Liu Ren heard that, his eyes brightened, then a sad expression appeared on his face.

nWe are still good brothers if you don’t mention grades!

nHe changed the subject and asked, “Your silkworm’s spiritual force has reached the maximum, right?”

n“Pretty much.”

n“Then my Master Tortoise isn’t that far behind your Silkworm God as well, huh.”

nSu Hao smiled and said nothing.

nSilkworm Baby had indeed approached its maximum state. Some sprites’ maximum states were at 100 points of spiritual force, and some others were at 130, or 150.

nHowever, Silkworm Baby’s spiritual force had already… Reached 176!

nIt had also achieved small compressions at the stages of 120 and 150 points of spiritual force.

nSu Hao had also unlocked Speed-Enhancement Cultivation and Physique-Enhancement Cultivation.

nEven Su Hao himself couldn’t say for sure how strong Silkworm Baby exactly was right now. He only knew that several of the huge rocks at the back of Lake East Hill had been destroyed, so he dared not continue staying there anymore.

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