Douluo: Blue Lightning Dominates the World, Fist Douluo

Chapter 120 Thunder Team
The slaying of the spirit beasts and the absorption of the spirit rings went extremely smoothly.

The absorption limit for a Soul Master's third Soul Ring is around 1700 years. Ning Rongrong is currently absorbing a Soul Ring of around 1500 years, which is far from her limit. Therefore, Ning Rongrong woke up in less than two hours.

Three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—spun rapidly around Ning Rongrong's body, flashing brightly. An extremely active surge of spirit power continuously erupted from her body, and the Qiluo Tulip she had taken half a year ago began to exert its terrifying medicinal power.

31级、32级、33级、34级、35级、36级，最终，定格在36级才终于平稳下来。

To be honest, the Qiluo tulip truly deserves to be called one of the most suitable divine herbs for her.

Six months ago, when she consumed the Qiluo Tulip, she was only level 27. Now, after obtaining a Soul Ring, she has reached level 36.

A nine-level improvement is simply astonishing.

That makes sense, considering that in the original novel, Ning Rongrong was able to increase her soul power by five levels when she consumed the Qiluo Tulip at level 31.

Now that he's already taken it at level 27, not only is it much earlier, but it also allows the powerful effects of the medicine to accumulate in his body for an extra six months.

Subtracting the level increase from acquiring the soul ring, and the two levels accumulated over the past six months, the first use of the Qiluo Tulip only increased her soul power by six levels.

"Brother Tianlin, I, I, I'm level 36."

Opening her eyes, Ning Rongrong looked at the changes in herself in disbelief, her voice trembling as she spoke.

Only now did she finally realize just how much that divine herb had enhanced her.

It turns out that the evolution of the martial soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was only one aspect; the leap in soul power level is an even bigger surprise.

Yu Tianlin smiled slightly: "It's normal, it was expected. Otherwise, why do you think we would improve so quickly?"

"I told you long ago that the medicinal effects of the immortal herb are comparable to those of a 100,000-year-old soul beast."

"In fact, the current improvement is only the initial effect. More of the medicinal power is still hidden in your body. As you continue to cultivate, it will all be transformed into your cultivation level imperceptibly."

"I estimate that it will last at least until you reach level 70."

"So you must work even harder in the future, and never waste this great opportunity."

"Yes, yes, I'll listen to Brother Tianlin." Ning Rongrong nodded excitedly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yu Tianlin.

Strong, gentle, with no bad habits, and most importantly, still single to this day.

Such an outstanding man stirred Ning Rongrong's heart with uncontrollable longing.

If Yu Tianlin weren't so powerful, she would have preferred to execute him on the spot.

Yu Tianlin frowned slightly and gave Ning Rongrong a strange look.

He's not stupid; how could he not sense such an aggressive gaze?

But most young girls' affections are just youthful and naive impulses. He still hasn't figured out what to do about Zhu Zhuqing, and now Ning Rongrong is doing the same thing.

This stuff is practically poisonous; you absolutely mustn't get infected.

"Ahem, now that you've absorbed it all, let's go back. The sun is almost setting."

After saying that, Yu Tianlin didn't give Ning Rongrong a chance to speak and turned to walk out of the forest.

Looking at Yu Tianlin's heartless back, Ning Rongrong pouted, feeling quite aggrieved.

"Hmph, from childhood to adulthood, there's never been anything I haven't gotten. I refuse to believe you can escape my grasp..."

Yu Tianlin didn't know how good the hearing was for other Soul Masters, but his own hearing had always been excellent.

Even though Ning Rongrong's mutterings weren't loud, and even though he had already walked more than ten meters away, he still stumbled upon hearing these astonishing remarks, his forehead covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Women, they're such a hassle...

Seeing Yu Tianlin almost fall, Ning Rongrong burst out laughing, her previous gloom instantly vanishing. "Brother Tianlin, wait for Rongrong!"

……

Several days passed in the blink of an eye after that day, and Yu Tianlin's life returned to normal.

After obtaining her third spirit ring that day, Ning Rongrong returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to share the good news, while Yu Tianlin went to Thunder Academy to begin his student life.

Looking at his handsome blue-black school uniform, Yu Tianlin felt a surge of emotions.

Honestly, he's already thirteen years old and hasn't even had a single day of proper schooling.

To my shame, in my previous life, I probably wouldn't have even been able to get a graduation certificate.

That's really quite unacceptable.

"Hey, Tianlin, what are you doing standing here? This is the teaching building, you're not going to class, are you?"

Dugu Yan's voice suddenly rang out from behind, her surprised tone sounding just like she had discovered some monster.

Yu Tianlin turned around: "It's Sister Yanyan, that's right, I was just about to go to class."

"What? Isn't that the teaching building over there?"

"Pfft~"

Upon hearing Yu Tianlin's admission, Dugu Yan burst out laughing.

"Go to class? What kind of class are you going to attend? Those teachers aren't even as good as you. What kind of class are you going to attend? Are you going to teach them how to cultivate?"

"Huh?" Yu Tianlin was taken aback and asked blankly, "Are the teachers at our Thunder Academy this weak?"

"My dad, isn't he supposed to be a teacher here? And my grandfather, isn't he also nominally an advisor?"

Dugu Yan stepped forward and reached out to touch Yu Tianlin's forehead.

"You don't have a fever, so why are you talking nonsense? Or have you been working yourself to the bone for the past six months and have prematurely developed dementia?"

Yu Tianlin looked bewildered. In the past six months, he had indeed overused his brain. Now, whenever he had free time, he would often space out, emptying his mind and not wanting to think about anything.

But it's far from being dementia.

Seeing that Yu Tianlin still hadn't reacted, Dugu Yan couldn't help but sigh, "You said it yourself, my grandfather is just an advisor."

"Will the advisor attend classes? Have you ever seen any advanced Soul Master academy that can invite a Title Douluo-level expert to give lectures?"

“I haven’t seen my grandfather more than a few times in the last six months. I have no idea what he’s busy with. He’s always elusive.”

"Although Uncle Yun is an academy teacher, he is a Soul Saint-level expert, one of the top-tier teachers in the academy. Naturally, he cannot teach in the general academy. He is only responsible for the members of our Thunder Team."

"Oh right, I almost forgot to tell you, Uncle Yun recruited you into our Thunder team half a year ago, but you've been too busy to come."

"I came here today specifically to see you. Come with me, everyone's waiting for you to train together."

Yu Tianlin was stunned for a moment. After Dugu Yan reminded him, he remembered that there was still one year left until the Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies.

As is customary, it is indeed time to form a team and begin training.

As for Dugu Bo, he's probably also working hard to cultivate.

After all, once he obtains the Eight Spider Lances, he needs to constantly absorb the life force of other creatures to cultivate, so he naturally needs to hide to avoid being discovered by the outside world and causing negative consequences.

(End of this chapter)