Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

It's cold, extremely cold.

Even in his soul power state, Zhang Mo could feel the effects of this extreme ice.

The ultimate ice truly lives up to its name!

Zhang Mo slowly withdrew his soul power and opened his eyes.

"How is it?" Yan Shaozhe asked anxiously.

Zhang Mo shook his head and said, "It's just a temporary fix. This soul power is indeed very domineering, suppressing her evil fire, but as time goes by, the evil fire will slowly grow back."

"Is there really no way at all...?" Upon hearing Zhang Mo's answer, Yan Shaozhe, the spirited centenarian, visibly became dejected, as if he had aged considerably.

"Teacher! Teacher, I can cultivate, don't be sad..." Seeing Yan Shaozhe's dejection, Ma Xiaotao quickly came to Yan Shaozhe's side to comfort him.

"Cultivation is not important at all! You almost killed someone this time, what about next time!" Yan Shaozhe said righteously, as if he was really angry.

The two seemed about to argue about the topic when a voice interrupted them.

"Cough cough."

The two looked toward the source of the sound.

"Gentlemen, what I'm saying is that this method won't work. After all, you can't find the owner of this soul power right now, and besides, this method is still a form of suppression."

"I have something better."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell completely silent.

The first to speak was Ma Xiaotao. Flames rose beside her as she stared wide-eyed at Zhang Mo and said, word by word, "You're lying!"

A flash of red light appeared!

"No!"

Yan Shaozhe was even faster; he quickly used his soul power to suppress Ma Xiaotao.

The flames around Ma Xiaotao were extinguished, and she could no longer use her martial spirit, but she still insisted, "Do you know how many ancient books you consulted and how many masters you visited for my sake?"

"The one we encountered today was the most effective one, and you're here making sarcastic remarks!"

"That's because you haven't met me yet," Zhang Mo said coldly, looking down at Ma Xiaotao.

He was getting impatient; his patience with this big-breasted, brainless woman was almost at its limit.

"I wonder if Dean Yan knows about Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils."

"Of course I know that. Ma Hongjun should be Ma Xiaotao's ancestor."

"He is also a phoenix of evil fire. How did he cultivate? How did he become a god?" Zhang Mo slowly walked to the door of the secret chamber and put his hands behind his back.

"He...he had a close female friend in his early years, and later he went to Seagod Island..." Yan Shaozhe said slowly as he recalled, "So I also thought about finding a male Soul Master with the ultimate ice attribute for Ma Xiaotao, so that the two of them could get married and he could also help Xiaotao with her cultivation..."

Hearing this, Ma Xiaotao blushed, "Master..."

As Zhang Mo listened to these incorrect answers, he slowly pondered them in his mind.

Even Ma Hongjun's early life stories have been passed down, but not a single word of the herbal medicine secrets has been passed down? He really treats that precious land as his own backyard.

"Yes, and no." Zhang Mo turned to look at Yan Shaozhe, while Ma Xiaotao and the other person kept him in suspense.

"What does this mean?"

"You're right, Ma Hongjun did indeed use these methods to suppress the evil fire in the early stages."

"But the reason for this is that the Sea God fed him a rare and precious herb, intending to help him cultivate. Unexpectedly, it sublimated his martial soul and solved the problem of the evil fire."

"What...what kind of rare and precious treasure is it!" Yan Shaozhe asked excitedly.

Over the years, watching his disciple struggle with cultivation, Xiao Tao, who had no parents and no children of her own, could be considered half a daughter.

Now that he finally has the opportunity to solve this problem once and for all, how could he not be excited?

Looking at Yan Shaozhe's excited eyes, Zhang Mo thought it wouldn't hurt to tell him. Even if he knew, he couldn't get that thing right now, so it shouldn't have a big impact on the operation of this world.

He slowly began to speak: "Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower."

"Cockscomb... Phoenix Sunflower?" Yan Shaozhe murmured repeatedly, searching his mind for the existence of this rare and precious herb.

"That's right, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. It grows near extremely yang places and is a top-grade pure yang nourishing herb. It contains pure fire attribute energy. Ma Hongjun resolved his problem of impurities in his evil fire after consuming this herb."

"Then where is it!" Yan Shaozhe grabbed Zhang Mo's shoulder and pressed for an answer.

"Uh, Dean Yan, could you please let go of me? It hurts a little."

After Zhang Mo spoke, Yan Shaozhe realized that he had lost his composure and was too excited.

Zhang Mo straightened his clothes and continued, "Nobody knows where it is, just like the Shrek Seven Devils of that generation."

"It's a legend from ten thousand years ago."

Hearing this, Yan Shaozhe's spirits sank again. Yes, how could a rare and precious herb consumed in a legend ten thousand years ago not be just a legend? The chances of finding it were too slim.

Zhang Mo wasn't telling the truth, because he was just a nobody right now. Who knew if an outsider stepping into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in Sunset Forest would be discovered by that being in the heavens, after all, that being had left behind a legacy there.

We must cherish this hard-won new life.

But... the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower can't compare to the Fiery Apricot Blossom, so there might actually be a chance to find it.

"Ahem, Dean Yan."

"What's wrong?"

"Um, how do I get back to the outer campus? I can't fly."

"..."

……

Finally, Ma Xiaotao took Zhang Mo back to the outer courtyard.

Ma Xiaotao was naturally not as fast as Yan Shaozhe, so after landing, Zhang Mo was able to pretend to straighten his clothes.

"Hmph." Ma Xiaotao didn't like this man at all; he was just being mysterious and pretentious. It was surprising that their soul power differed so much despite being roughly the same age.

After giving a cold snort, Ma Xiaotao didn't linger any longer and hurried towards the inner courtyard.

Zhang Mo naturally knew why Ma Xiaotao looked down on him, but he didn't care much.

There are a few books still in the main office; go back and get them.

But when he returned to the downstairs of the office area, he saw someone he never expected.

And the man took action after seeing him.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to catch you here today."

"Oh? Xu Sanshi's tone when he speaks to the teacher isn't very friendly."

The atmosphere instantly became tense, like two needles clashing.

But Zhang Mo didn't care about Xu Sanshi at all. He didn't believe Xu Sanshi would dare to attack him here, in the office building where all the foreign language teachers worked. Moreover, Zhang Mo wasn't entirely confident of victory against Xu Sanshi, but he was absolutely certain he could at least fight him to a draw. So Zhang Mo walked straight past him and headed into the office building.

This action was undoubtedly an insult to Xu Sanshi, and he turned around and shouted at Zhang Mo.

"Stop right there!"

Zhang Mo slowly turned around and said coldly, "Why?"