Douluo: The Dragon King's Descent of the Gods

"My God, these spiritual items are so expensive!"

Looking at the prices on the list, Tang Wulin felt a pang of emotion.

Among the four great treasures of heaven and earth, even the cheapest century-old Purple Cloud Mushroom costs two million Federal Credits, and that's the internal price of the Spirit Pagoda; the market price will only be higher. The most expensive century-old Life Fruit costs between five and eight million.

For a Sheng Sheng Fruit tree of the same year, the more fruit it bears, the higher its value. Meng Xinghe chose the century-old Sheng Sheng Fruit tree, which had more than twenty fruits and an internal price of 7.44 million Federal Credits.

Tang Wulin thought he was already very rich, but now he realized that his savings of a few million yuan couldn't even buy a century-old fruit.

Two or three minutes later, the Spirit Pagoda staff delivered the four spiritual items that Meng Xinghe had ordered. Gu Yuena swiped her card to pay, her nonchalant demeanor leaving Tang Wulin dumbfounded, and he even subconsciously touched his own wallet.

Holy crap, that's over 15 million Federal Credits! They didn't even blink when they paid. They're so damn rich!

Tang Wulin felt a pang of poverty, but the thought that these things were for him brought a happy smile to his face.

"Meng Xinghe, how are we supposed to eat this?"

Tang Wulin held the Life Fruit, one of the four great spiritual objects, in his hand. This spiritual object looked like a bunch of green grapes, except that the grapes were only the size of soybeans and were green all over, like an artwork carved from green jade.

The fruit of life, named for its continuous growth, grows only in barren deserts and is hailed as the most dazzling treasure of the desert.

The Star Dou Great Forest has all kinds of environments, except for deserts, so this kind of natural treasure is something Gu Yuena has never seen before. Her crystal-like purple eyes reflected the Life Fruit, and she couldn't help but swallow.

I really want to taste what this fruit, brimming with vitality, tastes like...

"This isn't for you to eat," Meng Xinghe took the raw fruit from Tang Wulin's hand. "Don't be fooled by its delicious appearance; it actually tastes very bitter and isn't suitable to be eaten as fruit."

Tang Wulin: Huh? As fruit? What right do I have to eat a Sheng Sheng Fruit worth at least five million as fruit?

Gu Yuena: Oh, so it's not tasty? I was wondering why this thing had never appeared on the table before.

"These four rare treasures are not meant for you to eat directly. Let me process them briefly and refine them into a pill, which you can then consume."

Meng Xinghe used his palm as a furnace, and azure flames burned in his palm as he threw in the four hundred-year-old spiritual treasures.

Tang Wulin stared in disbelief, then asked curiously:

"Meng Xinghe, how come you can refine pills? Ah, no, I mean, we're all nine-year-old kids, how come you know so much?"

In the week since the start of the semester, Tang Wulin has learned that Meng Xinghe is simultaneously pursuing four secondary professions, and these professions are at least level three, including the blacksmithing profession, which is the most talent-dependent.

He thought this was Meng Xinghe's limit, but he didn't expect that he would now have the identity of an alchemist, and that his level of skill was so high that he could refine pills without an alchemy furnace.

It turns out that legendary all-around geniuses really do exist in this world, and the one in front of him is one of them.

"I know breathing techniques, which can save a lot of time from cultivation and allow me to do other things. The more things I do, the more I will naturally learn."

Meng Xinghe refined pills with one hand. The azure sky fire extracted the essence contained in the four hundred-year-old spiritual objects, which gathered together under the flames to form the prototype of a pill.

This speed of alchemy is enough to make even the most seasoned alchemy masters who have been immersed in the field for many years feel ashamed of themselves. The method of extracting the essence of spiritual substances with 100% accuracy is a divine skill that they would never even dare to dream of.

Breathing technique… Tang Wulin’s lips twitched.

In the entire Federation, only the Holy Spirit Cult has a way to artificially cultivate breathing techniques; other Soul Masters can only learn breathing techniques by naturally reaching this level.

Therefore, Meng Xinghe, relying on his talent, naturally reached the level of breathing techniques at the age of nine, no, even earlier.

Just how extraordinary is his classmate?!

Compared to Meng Xinghe, Gu Yuena, who is also a prodigy, seems as ordinary as a normal person. After all, Gu Yuena has only shown prodigy talent in cultivation, and has not yet shown any talent in other areas.

A few minutes later, a perfectly round, flawless green pill appeared in Meng Xinghe's palm, its sweet fragrance filling the air and invigorating all who smelled it.

"Give."

Tang Wulin reached out and took the pill that Meng Xinghe handed him; it looked like a green apple-flavored fruit candy.

"Meng Xinghe," he looked up from the pill, "is there anything I need to do after taking it?"

"After you take the pill, simply meditate and cultivate; leave the rest to me."

Tang Wulin nodded after receiving the answer.

Brother Huo gave him enough confidence, so he swallowed the pill with peace of mind. It tasted sweet, like eating a piece of licorice candy.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and it seemed to have the effect of concentrating his mind, allowing Tang Wulin to enter a meditative state even faster than usual.

Meng Xinghe sat on the ground, placing his palms on Tang Wulin's back, mobilizing his soul power to guide the medicinal power of the pill to circulate through Tang Wulin's meridians, and diverting a portion of his soul power to break the first seal.

The first of the eighteen seals was on the verge of collapse, so it was not difficult to break. Meng Xinghe mobilized his soul power and applied it to several weak points of the seal. The already shaky seal immediately disintegrated on its own, releasing the essence of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

Meng Xinghe acted instantly, using the power of the sky to wrap around the essence of Tang Wulin's bloodline layer by layer and guide it outward along the meridians before the essence of Tang Wulin's bloodline could merge with it.

During this process, the blood essence containing a trace of the Golden Dragon King's will instinctively resisted, treating Tang Wulin's body as a battlefield. However, the medicinal power of the pill protected Tang Wulin's body, allowing him to remain unharmed in this battle. On the contrary, this battle helped him digest the medicinal power of the pill.

Strands of gold emerged from Tang Wulin's body, converging in mid-air to form a small golden sphere, within which a golden dragon could be faintly seen roaring.

"Hmph, you think you can act so presumptuously outside!"

Gu Yuena's purple eyes shimmered with iridescent light as the Silver Dragon King's bloodline pressure precisely targeted the bloodline essence that had coalesced into a golden sphere.

If the Golden Dragon King were still alive, I would give him some leeway.

But how dare a mere wisp of blood essence be so presumptuous before me, the Silver Dragon King!

If the old dragon doesn't show its power, do you think I'm Sleeping Beauty?

Under Gu Yuena's suppression, the golden dragon within the bloodline essence reluctantly submitted.

More than ten minutes later, the blood essence contained in the first seal was completely extracted, and at this moment it was as docile as a tamed little pet in Gu Yuena's hands.