Inside Wang Ling's room, many things were neatly set up around the meditating Wang Ling and Bai Xue. Bai Xue was already fast asleep on top of Wang Ling's lap. Around her was blood that was continuously flowing out of the vials Wang Ling had gathered for her.

There were dozens of vials around then and on Wang Ling's hands were balled up souls. It was the souls of Minor Saints spirit beast and Wang Ling devoured the soul the next moment he got.

[I only have two weeks.]

Wang Ling thought inside his head. Two weeks were fourteen days, a soul can be refined in three days, so at best he can only refine 4 and a half-soul. Wang Ling needs at the very least 19 souls to raise his cultivation to level-4 nascent soul saint.

But Wang Ling did not have a lot of time. He only has a limited amount of time because someone was coming to meet him in two weeks. The only reason why he was going into seclusion now because he needed to raise his strength for the upcoming competition in the Thundergod Academy.

The competition would be against other students who were at the top of their examination grounds. With his current level of cultivation. Wang Ling can fight a level-6 nascent soul cultivator and still come out on top.

He used to only have the capability to jump 2 levels, but now, with his frequent advance qualitatively. Wang Ling was beginning to being able to fully show his hidden capabilities.

What that meant was that his movements was beginning to become more and more unwind and his skill blossoming to what it could truly show. He was even starting to surpass the previous limitations that he had placed upon himself.

Wang Ling devoured the soul and began cultivating. Cultivation was stagnant and the same as a flowing river. It will never change and the only thing one can achieve new heights is being patient.

Such words had been said before, but the only reason this was so, it was because these words were true. Wang Ling put on a serious face and began calling upon the bells of heavens to shake his soul for him to cultivate more efficiently.

Just like this, Wang Ling and Bai Xue started their seclusion. Bai Xue would constantly devour more blood to supplement her needs and on the 10th day of their seclusion, Bai Xue managed to break through the barrier of level-4 nascent soul stage.

Wang Ling was also progressing albeit slowly, he was moving forward steadily. His soul was even strong enough to hold on until the 14th bell from the heavens. He was nearing the 18th bell that improves his bloodline and abilities.

Just a little more and he will be able to unlock the Second Layer or his second halo. Wang Ling quickly absorbed the souls and began meditating to refine them.

On the 12th day, Wang Ling reached peak-middle-level-3 nascent soul stage. Wang Ling opened his eyes two days before his seclusion was about to end. But that doesn't mean was going to stop his seclusion.

It was the opposite. He began his cultivation once again, this time he was more focused on his eyes… the Devil's Pupils.

Wang Ling's cultivation was good and all but he also needs to focus on his innate martial techniques. So, without wasting any time, he baptized his eyeballs with hellish qi that had improved in terms of purity thanks to his advancement in his devil bloodline.

Being a True Devil General, Wang Ling had a much purer qi now than before. It was even purer than when Wang Ling used his energy palace to purify his hellish qi.

Wang Ling was now using his bloodline as a means to raise his ocular abilities.

The crimson halo that surrounded his pupils began to rotate and Wang Ling felt his eyes burning. As if it was doused by burning hot lava, Wang Ling's eyes began being purified and the crimson halo began burrowing itself inside Wang Ling's pupils.

The first crimson halo was from the first level of the piercing vision allows Wang Ling to increase his ocular capabilities by leaps and bounds. It does this by granting him the Devil's Pupils that was formed by a ring circling his black pupils.

However, as the second level goes, Wang Ling needed to compress the first Devil's Pupils inside his pupils before he could move on. Blood escaped from his eyes as the crimson halo forced its way inside his pupils.

Slowly shrinking and becoming smaller by the second, Wang Ling experienced a torturous event that will be etched in his mind for a long time. With his tears being blood, Wang Ling was seeing red all over.

But that might have also been the effects of his Devil's Pupils integrating itself inside Wang Ling's pupils. His originally black pupils now had a crimson dot in the middle.

Everything should have been finished now, but Wang Ling decided to push on and complete the formation of his second Devil's Pupils and advance his Piercing Vision further.

Having his hellish qi once again bath his eyeballs with that grueling pain, a single darker version of his original Devil's Pupils formed on top of his pupils.

As the insides of his pupils had just experienced a changed Wang Ling's pupils was already experiencing another. As excruciating pain made his veins popped out from the corners of his eyes, Wang Ling persevered.

After an eternity like 15 minutes. Another darker crimson ring had appeared on the edges of his pupils. Now, his eyes were truly looking devilish. With an ominous red dot and a darker crimson ring circling the edges of his eyes, Wang Ling looked like an evil man.

Looking around, Wang Ling noticed that his vision was returning to normal. However, his sight was even clearer than before.

With his eyes experiencing another baptism, Wang Ling could now perceive things in a much clearer fashion. Wang Ling looked around and viewed things like they were in front of him.

The dust and frost that had formed around the window sills. He reckoned he can watch a fly that was five times faster than normal flap its wings and he would still be able to effortlessly observe it.

His sight against illusions will also heighten considerably after his Devil's Pupils increases in its rank. Although he had yet to see any illusion noteworthy of this technique other than the barrier of the Holy Race in Ancient Creed Mountain.

Wang Ling was still keen on using this innate technique for other purposes such as combat and even alchemy. Closing his eyes without wiping off the blood that streaked down his face, Wang Ling resumed his cultivation.

He continued his cultivation and finished the 14 days seclusion and went out of the room leaving Bai Xue inside. At the moment, she was not only raising her cultivation but also recuperating her almost dried up Phoenix bloodline with other bloodline connected to it.

Getting out, Wang Ling stretched his body and cleaned his body before changing into a set of new clothes.

Wang Ling then went for a walk and greeted the servants along the way. As he walked he began to think more and more complicated things, most of which have a connection with the bizarre experience he had when he was cultivating.

[What did it mean?] Wang Ling mumbled to himself.

However, as he reached the gates of the Wang Family main house, Wang Ling stopped thinking about anything useless and stood tall as he began to wait. The sun was just about to rise, he was rather early to arrive.

While he stood there for two hours, Wang Ling managed to have normal conversations with the servants. One particular guard asked him what he was doing there and just as he was about to answer, Wang Ling pointed upward and said, "I am waiting for her."

It was Yan Renhuo riding on a [Blazing Horse].