Why Didn't You Give Me Any Heavenly Treasures? You Never Asked Me for Them

Why Didn't You Give Me Any Heavenly Treasures? You Never Asked Me for Them

When Su Yuntian returned to the Crown Prince's Mansion in Heaven Dou City, the weather was clear, and the deep blue sky had a mesmerizing color.

It was a fine day, warm and sunny without a breath of wind. Da Xue had moved out a reclining chair and sprawled in the little courtyard to bask in the sun.

What surprised Su Yuntian greatly was that Da Xue was not the only one sprawled in the courtyard enjoying the sun. Xue Qinghe was there too!

It was rare to see Xue Qinghe with free time. Although Su Yuntian wanted to have a heart-to-heart with him about life and ideals, Da Xue was right beside him, so he could only think about it.

After greeting Xue Qinghe, Da Xue shielded her head from the sun with one hand and gave Su Yuntian a sidelong glance. "You braved the heavy snow to go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Crown Prince's Grand Tutor. How did Sect Master Ning try to win you over?"

Da Xue instinctively disliked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect because she always felt that smiling middle-aged man was up to no good.

Thus, when she mentioned Ning Fengzhi, her tone was rather sarcastic.

Su Yuntian did not care much. He took out the Mysterious Spirit Ganoderma from the Gate of Babylon and said, "I went to see Ning Fengya, not Sect Master Ning. I only met Sect Master Ning once over there. Before I left, Ning Fengya gave me a ganoderma."

"Ganoderma?" Da Xue glanced at it, then comfortably sprawled back on the reclining chair. "Are you sick? Do you need to eat ganoderma?"

Hearing Da Xue's jab, Su Yuntian could not help laughing. "I heard this thing can improve one's physique after being eaten, though I don't know whether that's true. I don't understand these so-called heavenly treasures. If possible, could Your Highness help me take a look and see what grade this Purple Ganoderma is?"

Xue Qinghe merely glanced at it before closing his eyes again. "Fifth-grade Purple Ganoderma. It's fairly decent. You can eat it however you like."

Da Xue nodded as well. "Fine, then I'll use it to make soup later and improve our meals."

Once he heard Xue Qinghe say it could be eaten freely, Su Yuntian finally relaxed.

Although he had been curious on the way back from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had not dared eat it carelessly, afraid there might be side effects.

After taking the Fifth-grade Purple Ganoderma from Su Yuntian, Da Xue examined it again and again before suddenly realizing something. "Doesn't Your Highness have lots of this kind of ganoderma in his room? If you want to eat some, Xiao Tian, I can make it for you every day."

Su Yuntian was stunned.

This was Fifth-grade Purple Ganoderma. Even Third Young Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated it like a treasure, yet she was telling him Xue Qinghe had lots of it?

And he could even eat it every day?

The way Su Yuntian looked at Xue Qinghe began to carry a trace of suspicion.

After a while, Xue Qinghe finally opened his eyes impatiently and said lazily, "I do have some. I don't even collect the fifth-grade kind. I mainly keep sixth-grade and seventh-grade ones. Though eating this does nothing for me, these low-grade heavenly treasures are still somewhat useful to low-level soul masters."

Su Yuntian screamed holy shit in his heart. After holding it in for a long while, he finally could not help asking, "Then why have you never mentioned it?"

...You know this stuff is useful to "low-level soul masters," too, don't you?

Xue Qinghe merely gave Su Yuntian a baffled look. "You never asked me."

"I... I didn't know you had them!"

Su Yuntian went numb.

If he had known Xue Qinghe had so many heavenly treasures, would he have remained stuck at level nineteen for so long?

With sixth-grade and seventh-grade Purple Ganoderma, one pill a day, three pills in two days, wouldn't he break through level twenty in no time?

Seeing the constipated expression on Su Yuntian's face, Xue Qinghe somehow became a little pleased. Smiling, he said, "Don't place too much importance on external things. The key to a soul master's cultivation is still oneself. Heavenly treasures have limited effects."

"Yes, yes, you're right about everything."

Su Yuntian had originally wanted to reason with him, but when he remembered that the person sprawled on that reclining chair was not a man at all, he decided to forget it.

...Why should a grown man like him reason with a woman?

That evening, Xue Qinghe personally selected a Seventh-grade Purple Ganoderma for Su Yuntian and had Da Xue slice it up to stew into soup.

As soon as dinner was over, Su Yuntian followed Xue Qinghe's instructions and sat cross-legged in his room to meditate, absorbing the medicinal power of the Mysterious Spirit Ganoderma.

Since it was only seventh-grade and far inferior to those immortal-grade medicinal herbs, Su Yuntian did not expect this ganoderma to improve his talent. He merely wanted to use it to quickly break through the level twenty threshold and enter the ranks of Soul Grand Masters.

Xue Qinghe had someone bring a desk, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone from his study. Sitting at the desk, he began writing replies to the nobles and ministers of the empire.

Da Xue quietly dismissed the surrounding maids and servants, personally grinding ink and tending the lamp for Xue Qinghe.

Two hours later, Su Yuntian opened his eyes. His ruby-like pupils gleamed brilliantly in the lamplight.

"I'm level twenty."

Hearing Su Yuntian's voice, Xue Qinghe gave a faint "Mm," not surprised in the slightest.

Da Xue clapped happily. "His Highness personally guarded you. If you still couldn't level up, I'd have to find a feather duster and give you a good whipping."

Su Yuntian stood and cupped his hands toward Xue Qinghe in thanks.

Xue Qinghe had finally finished writing the memorial. After gently placing it on the desk, he stood and stretched lazily.

"For your second soul ring, I recommend choosing a soul beast around a thousand years old. The Soul Hunting Forest outside Heaven Dou City will do."

Su Yuntian nodded heavily. "All right!"

A soul ring's age was an extremely important attribute.

For example, although soul rings produced by a one-hundred-year soul beast and a nine-hundred-year soul beast were both hundred-year soul rings and had the same color, the attribute boosts they granted differed enormously. Pursuing the limit of one's soul ring while ensuring safety as much as possible was a compulsory lesson for every outstanding soul master.

Generally speaking, the age limit for the first soul ring a soul master could absorb was four hundred and twenty-three years, while the limit for the second soul ring was around seven hundred and sixty years.

However, Su Yuntian had received the blessings of Hero King Gilgamesh and King Hassan, powers that had not originally belonged to this world. Ever since his martial soul awakened, his physical condition had been slowly strengthening, and his physique had already far surpassed that of soul masters at the same level.

When obtaining his first soul ring, Su Yuntian had already broken convention by absorbing a six-hundred-year Purple Fir. Now, based on his actual condition, Xue Qinghe's suggestion that he choose a soul beast around a thousand years old was indeed sound advice.

Xue Qinghe added, "In a few days, I'll need to stay in the imperial city to prepare for the New Year celebration, so I won't accompany you to hunt soul beasts. I'll send someone to assist you."

Learning that Xue Qinghe would not be going with him, Su Yuntian was somewhat disappointed. But he also knew Xue Qinghe was genuinely busy, and there was no point forcing the matter.

"Also, have you given any thought to your second Soul Skill?"

Hearing Xue Qinghe's question, Su Yuntian could not help falling into deep thought.

His second Soul Skill... what direction should he develop it in?