After half an hour, Tang San opened his eyes. Feeling his Soul Power, he said excitedly, "Great-Uncle, Grandpa Tai Tan, my Soul Power has increased by five levels. I'm now a level 39 Soul Elder."
"Congratulations, Xiao San." Bai He stroked his beard and smiled.
Tai Tan reached out and held Tang San's wrist, sensing his Soul Power. He said in shock, "Old White Bird! I never thought that Immortal Herb of yours would really be so powerful!"
Bai He rolled his eyes and complained, "Did you think I was lying to you? And the medicinal effects of this Immortal Herb haven't ended yet! They'll continue until you reach level sixty. During this period, cultivating Soul Power will become much easier. And if you're ever seriously injured and on the brink of death, you can be reborn once, raising your Soul Power again."
"Yes, thank you, Great-Uncle." Tang San was deeply grateful. He understood the effects of Immortal Herbs very well and naturally knew how precious they were.
At the same time, he rejoiced inwardly: Great. In that case, the cultivation speed of my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul should improve somewhat. Once my Soul Power reaches Soul Emperor, the Clear Sky Hammer will be able to absorb Ten Thousand Year Spirit Rings across the board.
The thought made Tang San incredibly excited. Just this morning, he had been troubled by the slowing cultivation speed of his Blue Silver Grass, yet the problem had been resolved so quickly. Counting it all up, he had risen one level this morning and another five levels now. He had gained six levels in a single day. That speed was simply dreamlike.
Elsewhere, at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes, Zhao Zilong had spent most of the past half year there. Cultivating in