Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

He nodded and said:

"That's right. In fact, high-level Soul Masters should all know that for Soul Rings below ten thousand years, as long as the body is strong enough, the Soul Ring's age can be increased accordingly."

If whale glue really has this effect, then it is very likely that it can add a thousand years to the second spirit ring.

But that's something you can only come across by chance. This stuff comes from the coast and requires whale glue of a quality that takes thousands or even tens of thousands of years to develop.

Furthermore, the claims in this book still need to be verified, and the specific effects of whale glue remain unknown.

Lin Feng slowly said:

"That's right, and because of the characteristics of martial souls, those who possess advanced martial souls have an innate advantage in physical qualities."

For example, the physical strength of those who awaken their Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass martial souls is incomparable.

Qian Renxue frowned:

"I am a level 20 innate soul power, and my martial soul is a six-winged angel. Logically speaking, my physical strength has long exceeded the requirements of that hundred-year soul ring."

Why does Grandpa still want me to add a hundred-year soul ring?

Looking back, I experienced absolutely no pain when I absorbed the spirit ring; it went incredibly smoothly.

Lin Feng smiled:

“You are the apple of the Grand Elder’s eye. It would be better to be more cautious. There’s no need to risk your life for a few extra years.”

Qian Renxue suddenly realized, but her pretty face still showed some unhappiness. In her heart, she thought that her grandfather had underestimated her. If she couldn't even endure such a little hardship, would she still be Qian Renxue?

Looking at Qian Renxue's expression, Lin Feng couldn't help but think of the original novel.

She was so well protected by Qian Daoliu and the elders of the Spirit Hall that she developed an arrogant and disdainful attitude towards all spirit masters in the world.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have let Tang San go so many times.

Qian Renxue pouted: "Forget about the past, I must absorb ten thousand years' worth of my fourth soul ring!"

"Grandpa Ju, please pass on a message to me now and ask him to compile the Soul King's physical attributes data. When I get back, I definitely want to try this whale glue."

Ah this...

Chrysanthemum Douluo's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "Great Elder, this is not my fault. It's all Lin Feng's fault."

"Xiaoxue, you don't need to be in such a hurry. Even without adding a soul ring, your soul power level will still increase. If you really want to do this, you still need to make a lot of preparations."

"Oh, I see. Xiao Feng, you took this out so we could go find it, right? After all, your body still needs nourishment."

Qian Renxue remembered that Lin Feng had mentioned that the structure within his body was not yet complete, so she quickly asked.

“That’s right, I’ve already mentioned this to the Grand Elder, and he has already arranged for people to search along the coast.”

What I'm saying here is mainly because we're going to Tiandou City.

There are a bunch of nobles there; the chances of finding whale glue of the right age in their possession might be even greater.

"I see. Kid, leave it to me. I'll take this on."

Chrysanthemum Douluo patted his chest confidently, expressing his strong approval of Lin Feng's philosophy on flowers and plants.

These days, it's really hard to find a man who loves flowers; even Lao Gui doesn't approve of himself.

On the other hand, the main reason is that he will be made to take the blame by the Grand Elder later. Doing something in advance now will prevent Lin Feng from blaming him for not taking responsibility later.

Half a month later, the group arrived at Tiandou City.

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Chapter 15 Old Poisoner, surely no one can be poisoned to death by their own martial soul?

Tian Dou City is the imperial city.

The area is divided into several sections, and various types of buildings can be seen everywhere.

As the main city, this place is not only a bustling commercial hub, but also a gathering place for powerful individuals and home to numerous academies.

Lin Feng and his group settled in a secluded courtyard in Tian Dou.

During his conversation with Chrysanthemum Douluo, Lin Feng steered the conversation toward Dugu Bo.

"Senior, from what you've said, it seems that Dugu Bo has some health problems."

There have been cases where people practiced for so long that their bodies became poisoned, and their hair turned green.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was taken aback and began to think back to himself.

Indeed, the two of them have been entangled for years, and I've often had to put him in a very difficult position.

This old poisoner's poison is indeed becoming increasingly bizarre, his appearance is aging rapidly, and his fighting ability is also declining.

It felt like something was suppressing it.

Could it be that he was poisoned by his own poison?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Who would be so badly hurt by their own martial soul? A Soul Douluo who was about to advance to the Title Douluo level was almost killed by his own martial soul.

If this gets out, all the Soul Masters in the world will probably laugh their heads off.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes lit up. If that were true, he would have to hurry up and make fun of him.

Seeing the beaming smile on Chrysanthemum Douluo's face, Lin Feng spoke up at the opportune moment:

"Senior, I happen to know some healing methods related to martial spirits. Why don't you take me to find him?"

"If we could recruit a Soul Douluo who is about to advance to the title level into the Spirit Hall, that would be of great benefit."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was intrigued and sized Lin Feng up and down a few times:

"You know about this, kid?"

Lin Feng snorted:

"If we're talking about martial soul theory alone, I'm afraid no one in the soul master world can surpass me."

Hearing the familiar words, Chrysanthemum Douluo blushed and coughed lightly.

"you boy"

Thinking that this kid could create his own cultivation technique at the age of nine and break through the shackles of his own soul power, he slowly nodded.

"Okay, I'll go to his yard first and see if he's there."

At this time, Dugu Bo has not yet entered the royal family as a guest minister.

With Ju Douluo deliberately concealing his presence, he quickly located Dugu Bo without being discovered.

"Come on, he's in the yard, playing with his granddaughter."

After greeting Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan, the two headed to Dugu Bo's residence.

Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan were chasing each other in the courtyard.

"Grandpa, come and chase me! Hehe!"

Three or four-year-old Dugu Yan was chubby with a rosy face, holding a piece of candy and waving it behind her.

"Alright, Yan Yan, wait for Grandpa. My old bones can't keep up with you, haha."

Dugu Bo's greenish face couldn't hide his smile as he chatted and laughed, following Dugu Yan at a leisurely pace.

"Haha, Grandpa, you can't catch it, you can't even beat a goose, cluck cluck."

Dugu Bo looked embarrassed. He was just playing along with this girl and putting on this act.

Looking at Dugu Yan frolicking in the courtyard, Dugu Bo stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Yet, a barely perceptible worry lurked between his brows.

My son's venom from the Jade Serpent has become increasingly severe over the years, and the same method of fighting poison with poison as mine seems to be failing him.

If his son were to die before him, how would he explain this to Yan Yan and her mother?

"Hey--"

Dugu Bo let out a long sigh.

My life has been so difficult.

She had to endure the venom of the Jade Serpent from the age of 7, which was unbearable for ordinary people. At the age of 35, she cultivated to level 59, but her partner died in childbirth because he could not bear Xin'er's constitution.

Now, after a difficult journey to level 89, and seeing that Xin'er is about to follow in his footsteps, I am filled with endless sorrow.

"Old Poisoner, how have you been? Why the sigh?"

"Who?"

Dugu Bo's expression hardened, and he instantly pulled Dugu Yan into his arms.

Two figures, one large and one small, appeared under the big tree in the courtyard.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face held a hint of amusement. With his previous associations and the sigh he had just heard from Dugu Bo, his suspicion that Dugu Bo's martial soul was in trouble became even stronger.

"It's you?