Return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, countless exotic flowers and rare herbs competed in splendor, creating a breathtaking sight.

As Su Cheng and Dugu Bo conversed, they searched through the gardens and picked various precious plants. Su Cheng casually explained the uses of several Immortal Herbs.

"Eight Petal Immortal Orchid, an Immortal Herb. Its medicinal properties are mild and rich, making it easy to absorb. It strengthens one's foundation and cleanses impurities from the body. You can save it for your granddaughter to use when she undergoes Foundation Building in the future.

"Moonshadow Flower, a top-grade spirit herb. Consuming it can soothe the mind and purify Soul Power, making it most suitable for taking when breaking through a bottleneck.

"Purple-Gold Dragon Bone Grass, an Immortal Herb that can purify one's bloodline. I suspect this herb is extremely effective for Beast Martial Souls and may even upgrade the Martial Soul. You can try taking this one later. Perhaps it may even raise the upper limit of your potential.

"..."

Although he had used up quite a few spirit herbs while concocting antidotes for snake venom and attribute potions during this period, the place still flourished as before, with hardly any visible change.

Compared to the spiritual energy accumulated over countless years at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the amount Su Cheng had used was still negligible.

After all, even he could not identify every herb.

If he truly wanted to make use of them, he would need to spend time determining their medicinal properties.

Before long, Su Cheng stopped in front of a spirit herb, hesitation apparent on his face.

Before this, he had already placed four Immortal Herbs into his Soul Tool: the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Golden Silk Crystal Sword Grass, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, and Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo assumed he wanted a fifth Immortal Herb and stepped forward of his own accord. "Mr. Su, just take it. One more or one less makes no difference to me. My family wouldn't be able to use them all even after several generations."

Having been influenced by Su Cheng over the past few days, Dugu Bo had also gained some understanding of herbology. He knew that the more potent a spirit herb was, the less it could be used recklessly. Otherwise, it would do more harm than good.

Yet Su Cheng shook his head.

"Since I said I only needed four, I naturally won't take more."

Before Su Cheng stood an ordinary-looking white flower.

The flower was as large as a palm and shaped like a peony. It had no leaves, and beneath its stem was a massive jet-black boulder that looked extraordinarily heavy at a glance.

Yet several startling blood-red markings lay upon that unremarkable white blossom, evoking a heart-stirring feeling.

It was the king of Immortal Herb flowers, the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

To pick this flower, one had to hold one's beloved in their heart with complete sincerity, then spit out a mouthful of heart's blood onto its petals. Only then could it be plucked. If one's feelings were not genuine, no matter how great their abilities, they would be unable to take it.

After consuming it, the increase in Soul Power cultivation was merely a secondary benefit. Its true value lay in comprehensively strengthening the user's foundation and innate reserves. Its medicinal effects were also long-lasting and pure, leaving almost no hidden dangers behind.

In terms of efficacy, it ranked among the very finest of all Immortal Herbs.

But...

After a long silence, he finally looked at Dugu Bo and said, "I'll take this Immortal Herb first. If I can use it, I'll return the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower to you."

Dugu Bo knew Su Cheng's temperament. If he said he would not take more, then he truly did not need them. Dugu Bo could only smile helplessly. "As you wish."

A day later, Su Cheng, whose face had completely changed, stood outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and cupped his hands to bid Dugu Bo farewell.

"Mr. Su, are you returning to Spirit City now?"

"I have something to take care of first. I'll return to Spirit City afterward, but I'll come see you once more before I go back." Su Cheng's voice was grave. "Brother Dugu, I hope you can act as though I never left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."

Dugu Bo was initially stunned, then quickly understood.

No wonder Su Cheng had spent nearly two hours that morning preparing several potions to alter his appearance.

Dugu Bo had originally assumed it was for safety's sake, but it now seemed that Su Cheng had some secret operation ahead that he did not wish Spirit Hall to know about.

However, Su Cheng was now his family's savior. Dugu Bo had always been clear about gratitude and grudges, so he nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"No problem. Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No. You're a Titled Douluo, after all. Acting together would be far too conspicuous."

"Very well. Then I wish you success in all things."

Dugu Bo did not insist. He knew that while Su Cheng's cultivation was not high, he possessed countless methods and would not run into any trouble.

Several days later, at the mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A plain-faced middle-aged man, utterly unremarkable in appearance, stood looking up at the imposing sight of the famed Upper Three Sects.

This man was Su Cheng.

After several years, he had finally returned to the place where he had grown up.

Unfortunately, before he could feel any sentiment over how things had changed, his thoughts were interrupted by a merciless shout.

"Hey, you over there, uncle! This is private property. Outsiders aren't allowed to linger here."

The speaker was a young disciple guarding the mountain.

Seeing that Su Cheng was a Soul Master, his tone was not especially harsh, but it was far from polite.

As one of the Upper Three Sects, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were arrogant to the bone.

When he saw that Su Cheng made no move, he prepared to step forward and drive him away.

Su Cheng did not waste words with him. He directly took an identity token from his Soul Tool and tossed it over.

The voice that came from his mouth was low and hoarse.

"You recognize this token, don't you? Go directly to Sword Douluo. He'll come out to see me."

The mountain-guarding disciple lowered his head to inspect the token after catching it, and his expression changed in shock.

This token was an Elder Token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Only Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo possessed one within the sect.

He did not dare delay in the slightest. Though baffled as to why this man possessed an Elder Token, he hurried into the sect to report it.

This token actually belonged to Chen Xin himself.

However, after becoming a Titled Douluo, his identity was known throughout the world. Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, his status was so lofty that even calling him second only to one person would be an understatement. Naturally, he had no need for such a thing to prove his identity.

So when Su Cheng left, Chen Xin had given the token to him for future use.

While Su Cheng waited outside the mountain, the sect master's residence at the core of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

Besides Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, there was also a delicate little girl running about energetically, lively and mischievous.

Though the little girl was still young, Soul Masters generally matured early, and the more gifted they were, the more so it was.

Ning Rongrong, now around three years old, could already remember people, read, and write.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong, both childless, had become especially close to her and treated her like their own granddaughter.

Watching Ning Rongrong grow day by day, Chen Xin often found himself thinking of his adopted son and imagining the life he was living in Spirit City.

At times, he would even feel sorrow in secret.

In his mind, given Su Cheng's temperament and Martial Soul talent, no matter how extensive and advanced his theoretical knowledge was or how meticulous his thoughts were, he was likely struggling every step of the way in a place like Spirit Hall, where powerful experts were as numerous as clouds.