"Ten years to become Titled Douluo, "Su Zui himself felt the weight of those words after saying them.
Su Zui stood in the center of his Spiritual Sea, with his Divine Soul space, which had just been repaired by the Dragon Origin Power, beneath his feet.
The phantom of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings hovered before him, emanating an invisible sense of oppression even though it was not angry.
The Fire Dragon King quietly observed Su Zui, his eyes holding a mixture of approval and scrutiny.
"Young man, you need to understand what your words mean."
Su Zui did not bow her head.
"I know."
"Ten years to go from your current cultivation level to Titled Douluo is not an easy path."
The Fire Dragon King's voice was deep and resonant.
"Countless geniuses on the mainland spend their entire lives cultivating, yet they may never even touch the threshold of being granted a title. Once you agree, you cannot slack off in the slightest for the next ten years."
Su Zui's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but she still straightened her back.
"I see."
The Ice Dragon King spoke slowly, his voice softer than the Fire Dragon King's, yet equally earnest.
"The remaining essence of my two brothers can guide you on a path to the heavens, but all of this comes with one condition—you must first reach the Titled Douluo on your own."
"Only then will you be qualified to accept our power."
"If we cannot reach it, these primal forces will be given to the Silver Dragon King."
Su Zui remained silent for a moment.
He had considered the risks involved.
Ten years is neither a long nor a short time.
For ordinary people, ten years may just be a period of time in their lives.
For a Soul Master, ten years may be enough for a genius to go from obscurity to the peak, or it may be enough for someone to get stuck at a certain level and never make any progress in their lifetime.
But he had no way out.
He didn't want to miss this opportunity.
The origins of the two Dragon Kings signify an almost visible path to godhood.
Anyone would be willing to pay any price for such an opportunity.
Su Zui looked up, her gaze unwavering.
I agree.
The Fire Dragon King seemed to smile slightly.
"Good."
"In that case, my brother and I will wait for you for ten years."
The Ice Dragon King looked at him solemnly, "I hope you won't keep us waiting too long, and don't disappoint yourself."
The two dragon kings said no more, and simultaneously bowed their heads gently to Su Zui.
This action is not a favor from the strong to the weak, but more like a request or entrustment.
Su Zui stood there, her heart suddenly racing.
He clearly felt that as the two dragon kings bowed down, the two massive Dragon Origin Power around him began to slowly shrink.
The red and white light no longer clashed violently as before, but became gentle and pure, like water that had been combed, slowly seeping into his body.
Consider this energy a small gift we're giving you in advance.
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was stunned in his Spiritual Sea.
Su Zui could feel her excitement and shock, which almost materialized.
"Su Zui... he's won so badly, he's really won this time!"
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's voice was somewhat unsteady, "The two Dragon Kings have helped you reorganize your foundation. If word gets out, the entire Douluo Continent will go crazy."
Su Zui did not respond.
He is focused on absorbing the two streams of Dragon Origin Power.
This feeling was strange; it didn't feel like someone was forcibly putting power into him, but rather like someone was helping him to straighten out his originally scattered foundation little by little.
Each wisp of dragon energy entering his body would help him expand his meridians and strengthen his Divine Soul, allowing his already extraordinary Spiritual Power to reach a new level.
It's unclear how much time passed before this gentle transformation gradually came to a halt.
Su Zui opened his eyes and found that the two dragon kings in front of him had disappeared.
The surrounding spiritual herbs swayed gently, and the immortal mist continued to flow slowly; everything seemed no different from before.
Su Zui slowly stood up and stretched his arms and legs.
There was no excruciating pain as I had imagined, nor did I feel a loss of control over my strength; instead, I felt completely relaxed.
It's like a heavy burden that's been carried for a long time being suddenly lifted off the ground; even breathing becomes easier than before.
"Su Zui!"
Ning Rongrong was the first to rush over and hug Su Zui.
"You're finally awake! You big liar! You promised you'd never leave me again, and you lied to me again!"
Su Zui stroked her hair, comforting her repeatedly, "Rongrong, don't cry. It's all my fault. I promise, I promise it won't happen again!"
Ning Rongrong glared at Su Zui with red eyes.
"A next time? Let me tell you, there won't be a next time. I won't allow you to take any more risks!"
Bibi Dong stood not far away, remaining silent.
Her gaze fell on Su Zui, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.
This Xiao Zui is really going too far; he doesn't care about his own comfort at all.
However, Bibi Dong didn't immediately explode. She decided to wait until they returned to the Spirit Hall to see how she would teach him a lesson.
Bibi Dong gazed quietly at Su Zui. She decided that once they returned to the Spirit Hall, she would lock Su Zui in a secret room, preventing him from going anywhere, and make him wash her feet every day.
Qian Daoliu looked at the awakened Su Zui and finally calmed down.
Now it seems I was overthinking it; no one took my Xiao Zui away.
"You've gained quite a bit this time," Qian Daoliu said slowly.
Su Zui did not deny it.
I guess so.
Some things don't need to be explained too clearly.
Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong are both intelligent people; they can see as much as they can.
But some secrets are safer to keep in your heart than to speak them aloud.
It's not that Su Zui doesn't trust Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu; it's just a habit of always keeping his trump cards hidden, no matter who he's facing.
After a while, Ning Rongrong's emotions gradually calmed down.
Su Zui turned his gaze around.
There are still many Immortal Herbs around that have not been picked.
In reality, the Immortal Herbs that Su Zui and the others used were only one-tenth, or even less than one-tenth, of all the Immortal Herbs here.
"These Immortal Herbs cannot be wasted."
As Su Zui spoke, she began picking the fruit.
Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, Lovesick Heartbreak Red...
Su Zui picked and carefully stored all of these precious plants, one by one.
Ning Rongrong watched from the side, her eyes wide with amazement.
"Xiao Zui, are all of these you picked celestial treasures?"
Su Zui replied with a smile, "Yes, the area around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is full of celestial treasures; after all, it's a treasure-gathering place."
After Su Zui finished picking all the Immortal Herbs, his gaze fell on a pure white orchid.
Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid.
Su Zui looked at it and suddenly thought of Qian Renxue.
In this world, there aren't many people who are truly unconditionally good to him. Qian Renxue is one of them.
Although Snow Sister can be proud at times and lose her temper sometimes, she is truly the best to herself.
Snow Sister is the most talented person on the continent, but Snow Sister has been neglecting her cultivation because she has been carrying out some mission for the Spirit Hall.
And these Eight-Petal Immortal Orchids can make up for the time that Snow Sister wasted in her cultivation.