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

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

"How did you do that? Did you create that iron rod using a soul skill?"

Lin Feng smiled: "You still have a lot to learn. Let's stop here for today. Take this book, 'Overview of Basic Martial Soul Theory,' back and read it first. We'll start the course tomorrow."

"Oh-oh——"

Ning Rongrong picked up the book and walked out, humphing, "That stinky teacher Lin Feng, I'm going to go and complain to Grandpa Jian."

Although you seem to be very capable and handsome, you bullied Rongrong and then complained about it yourself!

Hum hum——

As Ning Rongrong walked away, the room in the Sutra Repository, which she hadn't visited in a long time, came into view.

Silence returned.

A blue-gold figure emerged from Lin Feng's belt.

Ah Yin looked at Lin Feng with a strange expression.

"You seem to really enjoy teasing that little girl?"

Lin Feng waved his hand, leaped up, and sat cross-legged on the table.

"She was a little interested in me, a little resentful, but also a little grateful."

This will make my future teaching easier.

Ah Yin pouted and walked to the opposite side of Lin Feng.

"That girl was already a bit dazed."

You're still lying to people.

"Haha."

Ah Yin looked at Lin Feng, who was chuckling, and suddenly asked:

"That little girl just said there are many kinds of fragrances here."

Did you really bring a lot of girls here?

"You didn't bring any of the other sects and forces' children here before."

Lin Feng's laughter paused.

"Hmm... to be honest, only a handful of people have ever been to this room."

Xiaoxue and Lingyuan, the Pope and the High Priest, and Nana.

Ah Yin rolled her eyes at Lin Feng and sneered:

"As expected of our Holy Prince, apart from the High Priest, all the people who come to your room are girls."

No wonder it retains such a strong fragrance.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow:

"What do you mean?

Xiaoxue and Lingyuan are my companions, and the other three are the High Priest, the Pope, and the future Saintess.

"It's not surprising that you come and go from my room, is it?"

Ah Yin pouted and said softly, "Who knows... Why can't I see the Grand Elder's aura..."

"Hey--

I've noticed that you seem to have started daring to make fun of me, even though I don't know when it started.

What exactly did His Holiness the Pope say to you that day?

"I'm not telling you..."

Ah Yin's expression was strange. Who would have thought that the Pope of the Spirit Hall would have this kind of relationship with the Holy Son, and it seemed that the Pope had taken the initiative...

Lin Feng noticed that she didn't seem to want to speak.

So they stopped asking.

I took a sip of tea and opened an ancient book.

"Now that you've recovered to nearly ten thousand years of cultivation, when do you plan to return to the Blue Silver Forest?"

Ah Yin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of annoyance appeared on her pretty face.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Feng sighed softly.

"You're not in a hurry."

But I've already used almost half of the medicinal liquid made from those top-grade herbs on you.

"It must be tiring to mobilize the water and fire elements in my soul every day to accelerate your growth, alright."

"That...that..."

Ah Yin was a little embarrassed: "Then you shouldn't use it anymore."

"I just need to absorb the power of my soul bone's origin..."

Lin Feng shook his head:

"That won't do. If it exceeds a certain limit, the quality of the soul bone might decrease."

Ah Yin became somewhat depressed:

"Why can't I just recover on my own? Why do you insist on sending me away?"

"Big sister, you've already cultivated for ten thousand years. Do you really want me to keep you by my side for another 10 years?"

Without energy or primal power, how can you restore your cultivation level?

Or I can take you to a place that can accelerate your growth, which is also a treasure trove currently owned by my Spirit Hall.

Ah Yin's tone was conflicted:

"I...I don't want to go."

Lin Feng was taken aback: "Why is that? The area is surrounded by poisonous barriers, and the location itself is quite secluded, making it a safe place."

Ah Yin looked at him with a deep, melancholy gaze:

"Let's wait a little longer; I haven't seen enough of the human world yet."

Lin Feng nodded:

"That works too. I'll take you to visit other cities outside of Wuhun City when I have the chance."

It's been a bit unfair to keep you in Wuhun City for over a year.

Should we go see him?

A Yin's anger surged, and the Blue Silver Grass bound Lin Feng into a dumpling.

"You brat!"

If you mention him in front of me again, I'll get angry!

It transformed into blue light and returned to the Blue Silver Emperor's original form.

Blue Silver Grass returned.

But the blue silver grass wrapped around Lin Feng's waist was getting tighter and tighter.

It seemed like he really wanted to teach him a lesson.

Lin Feng's lips curled into a smile.

He touched the blue silver grass at his waist.

Open the window next to the bed.

Looking out at the horizon.

She murmured softly, "I really am greedy..."

A month later.

"Teacher, I...can I come back?"

Lin Feng patted Ning Rongrong's head: "Of course you can. Since I'm practically your teacher, you can come back and ask me any questions you have."

"And when your second soul vein needs to be condensed, you can come to me. Your father and I have already discussed it."

"Oh--"

Ning Rongrong touched her head, a sly glint in her eyes:

"Teacher, that girl named Hu Liena seems to care about you a lot."

Don't let her fool you; she's clearly the kind of bad girl.

Lin Feng flicked Ning Rongrong's forehead, eliciting a soft "Ouch!"

"You have no manners! She's your senior sister. How can you talk bad about her behind her back?"