In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 63 This relationship is really complicated

Qian Renxue was naturally familiar with the golden scales, after all, she had fed them quite a few times with Wang Zhao since that night more than half a year ago.

She's still Wang Zhao's garbage collector (x) and a major resource user (√).

"A divine medicine that gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon. It is rare in the world and its preciousness is no less than that of a 100,000-year soul ring. It can make people defy fate and change their destiny."

When Qian Renxue pressed for an answer, Wang Zhao said this.

"There's actually something like that?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but cover her mouth, her big, bright eyes widening even further.

"How come I've never heard of this before?"

"The existence of the immortal herb is ethereal and almost legendary. I didn't know that what Jinlin accidentally ate was an immortal herb. I only guessed it because of the changes that happened to him."

Wang Zhao offered the same explanation he used when facing Bibi Dong.

"Could you tell me more about it?"

At this moment, Qian Renxue skillfully moved closer to Wang Zhao, looked up at him slightly, and her eyes gleamed faintly.

wow~

Xiao Zhao has suddenly become taller than me! That's amazing.

She couldn't help but think to herself.

"certainly."

Wang Zhao smiled slightly and did not push Qian Renxue away.

There's no other reason than that she's already used to it. If Qian Renxue pushes her away without showing any appreciation, she'll only move even closer.

Instead of immediately taking out the catalog of immortal herbs that Bibi Dong had given him, Wang Zhao got up, walked out of the distorted illusion, brought back a bunch of books from the bookshelf, and then sat down again.

These are all books about medicinal herbs, which occasionally mention vague information about herbs like the "immortal herb." Most of them are just simple descriptions of the herb's appearance, without mentioning how to take it, and some even don't have a complete name.

Wang Zhao picked up a book, opened it, and quickly began explaining it to Qian Renxue.

As for why he didn't just take out the detailed catalog of immortal herbs, it was because it was something given to him by Bibi Dong, and he couldn't just take it out casually; also, this time he only needed to make Qian Renxue and even Qian Daoliu pay attention to immortal herbs, then the Hall of Offerings would naturally find Chrysanthemum Douluo.

The truth is that.

Many things don't require him, a mere Soul Master, to handle. He only needs to flesh out his character and then proceed gradually.

time flies.

Wang Zhao gradually became engrossed in his explanation, and couldn't help but immerse himself in it, speaking aloud while pondering the questions in his mind.

Until, a delicate hand quietly reached out to his cheek, then pinched it and gently tugged.

What are you doing?

Wang Zhao came to his senses and looked at Qian Renxue, who was pulling his cheek, with a strange expression.

"Pfft~"

Unexpectedly, Qian Renxue suddenly burst out laughing.

"How can you do this? You get so caught up in your own story that you neglect your students."

"student?"

Wang Zhao looked puzzled.

Where did he get his students?

Qian Renxue then pointed to herself.

"Hehe, of course it's me, who else could it be?"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue suddenly pounced on Wang Zhao, her face full of funny expressions.

"My clever teacher Zhao~"

Wang Zhao: "..."

Hmm, let me sort this out, the relationships seem a bit complicated.

hiss~

Wait, something's not right!

I seem to have a lot of energy right now.

He bent over slightly, trying to pull Qian Renxue off him, but he failed and was tightly "bound" by Qian Renxue like an octopus.

"..."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

until--

"Xiao Zhao, what's in your pocket? It feels hard."

Qian Renxue suddenly asked curiously, and then bent down to check.

"..."

Wang Zhao quickly pressed the back of her head, turning her face to the side, then forced a smile and explained:

"That's... a special soul tool."

"oh."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue blinked, unsuspecting, and seemed to sense that it was about time, so she took the initiative to climb off Wang Zhao.

The two chatted for a little while longer before closing time arrived. Soon after, they said goodbye and went their separate ways.

When Wang Zhao returned to the mansion, she was immediately pulled into Dong'er's room, where the two continued their research and discussion about the self-fusion technique of martial spirits from the previous night.

……

morning.

Because Wang Zhao had gone to bed late the night before, by the time he arrived in the courtyard with dark circles under his eyes, Bibi Dong had already gone to the Papal Palace to handle some matters.

His gaze was slightly unfocused. He walked to the bathroom to wash up in a daze, and when he came to the courtyard again, he saw an important figure sitting at the stone table.

A thousand streams!

Wang Zhao instantly became much more alert.

"Sir, didn't you say last time that you might be very busy and wouldn't have time to come again?"

He asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Qian Daoliu, still with a kind expression, smiled warmly and said:

"What is certain? Besides, didn't I say it was 'possible'?"

"But it seems that an almost impossible miracle has happened to you in these few short days."

"Oh?"

Wang Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly and tucked her rather messy silver hair, which had fallen in front of her, behind her head.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head, not answering Wang Zhao's question directly, but suddenly pointed to himself.

Do you know who I am?

Wang Zhao then went over and sat down opposite him.

"Xiaoxue's grandfather?"

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu nodded with a calm expression, and then said:

"How did you guess that?"

"Actually, you never intended to hide it, did you? Saying you only came to chat with me out of curiosity—nobody would believe that, right?"

Wang Zhao explained without saying a word.

"Based on your appearance and the limited number of social connections you have, it's easy to conclude that you are one of Xiaoxue's relatives."

"Then why didn't you expose it in the first place?"

Qian Daoliu asked again.

"Since you're so interested in chatting with a weakling like me, how could I possibly interrupt your enjoyment?"

Wang Zhao smiled slightly.

Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow, then changed the subject, suddenly saying:

"Where's the chessboard? Let's talk while we play chess."

Wang Zhao nodded and casually took out a rudimentary Go board and two simple black and white Go pieces from under the stone table.

"How about drawing another boundary for this chessboard? Otherwise, it's a bit too big."

With his keen eye, Qian Daoliu naturally noticed that the game was still not quite right, so he spoke up.

"Alright, then please have the old gentleman come."

"..."

After a brief exchange, the two got back to the main topic.

"Xue'er told me about the magic herb."

Qian Daoliu said this while playing chess.

"You've had some good fortune, lad, but you seem to be lacking in the Light attribute. Would you like me to lend you a hand?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao quickly shook his head.

As someone who has memories of his past life, the most perfect path in his heart is still the mutual complement of Yin and Yang and the mutual generation of the Five Elements, which makes him invincible.

Rather than a simple one-way pursuit of perfection.

(End of this chapter)