Use your 'Supreme Theory' to create this miracle

"Then, when that day comes, you'll truly be worthy of the title 'Grandmaster of Martial Soul Theory'!"

"No—by then, you'll simply be the undisputed 'God of Martial Soul Research'!"

Zhao Linchuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying an inciting fervor.

"If you truly create a miracle and cultivate a Titled Douluo with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul!"

"Then you will be the earthshaking 'Teacher of Titled Douluo'!"

"Soul Masters across the entire continent will have to kneel at your feet and listen to your teachings!"

As his words fell, Zhao Linchuan casually tossed that strand of Blue Silver Grass—the symbol of an impossible challenge—lightly at Yu Xiaogang's feet, as if throwing away a piece of worthless trash.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang, whose face was livid and who was so humiliated and furious he seemed to have been stripped naked for public display, and revealed an extremely "kind," encouraging smile. "Grandmaster, I have high hopes for you."

"Do your best. Use your 'Supreme Theory' to create this miracle."

"When that time comes, you'll be the Supreme Sage Teacher of Douluo Continent!"

After saying that, he did not spare another glance at Yu Xiaogang, who lay on the ground like a puddle of sludge.

He turned gracefully and made a "please, after you" gesture to Bibi Dong, his bearing calm and elegant, as if he had merely brushed away an insignificant speck of dust.

Bibi Dong gave Zhao Linchuan a deep look, then glanced at the glaring strand of Blue Silver Grass on the ground and at Yu Xiaogang, who had completely lost his soul, as if everything inside him had been drained away. The last trace of doubt in her heart caused by his "theory" vanished like smoke.

In its place came an even deeper curiosity and desire to explore Zhao Linchuan's unfathomable learning and sharp methods, as well as complete, unconcealed contempt and disdain for Yu Xiaogang.

"I never expected his knowledge to be so vast and profound... It seems that after I return this time, I must properly study Spirit Hall's archive of classics," Bibi Dong thought to herself.

In the past, relying on her outstanding talent and possessing Twin Martial Souls, she had looked down on the crystallized wisdom accumulated by those who came before her.

But at this moment, the breadth of vision and depth of knowledge Zhao Linchuan had displayed made her realize that a truly strong person needed not only strength, but wisdom as well. (It feels like this book could be renamed I'm Fixing Bugs in Douluo.)

At the very least... that way, she would have more things in common to talk about with him.

Inside the deep passageway of the Spirit Arena, the light was somewhat dim.

Bibi Dong and Zhao Linchuan walked side by side. The people from Spirit Hall tactfully fell far behind them, maintaining a respectful distance, terrified that the Saintess might think they were eavesdropping on some secret.

"Linchuan," Bibi Dong could not help lowering her voice, curiosity flickering in her beautiful eyes, "those Immortal Herbs you mentioned... and the Nine-grade Purple Ganoderma, are they all real?"

"Naturally, they're real," Zhao Linchuan said, nodding frankly, his tone certain. "I was fortunate enough to... hmm, 'taste' one." He was not lying.

When he first arrived in this world, he had woken up in a desolate land, so hungry his chest was sticking to his back. By sheer coincidence, an Immortal Herb glowing with flowing radiance and strange in form had been growing beside him.

That Immortal Herb was extremely special. Its flower had twelve petals, and each petal displayed a different color and texture.

At the time, with the mindset of succeeding or dying in the attempt, he had pulled it up by the roots and swallowed it whole, not even spitting out the root fibers.

Afterward came a searing pain as if flames were burning his body and Ice Spikes were piercing his bones. He rolled on the ground for who knew how long before finally enduring it. Fortunately, he survived the disaster and instead benefited from the misfortune.

"Really?" The unusual light in Bibi Dong's eyes grew even brighter.

"Absolutely true," Zhao Linchuan said, turning his head to look at her, his gaze serious and carrying a trace of encouragement. "Dong'er, with your peerless aptitude, if you have the opportunity to obtain a compatible Immortal Herb..."

"I dare say that you absolutely possess the qualifications to ascend to the position of a deity!"

"Hmph~" Bibi Dong raised her chin in a tsundere manner, her faint wine-red strands of hair drawing a graceful arc through the dim light. "Even without an Immortal Herb's help, this Miss can still set foot on the Divine Path!"

"Oh?" Zhao Linchuan feigned surprise, a teasing smile in his eyes. "Dong'er is that confident?"

"So many stunningly talented seniors failed and fell along the way, yet you speak with such certainty?"

"Because this Miss is different from them!" Bibi Dong was inexplicably full of confidence, her tone carrying an innate pride.

"What could be different?" Zhao Linchuan pressed "in confusion," though a trace of understanding was hidden deep in his eyes. "Could it be... you have one more martial soul than others?"

He seemed to be making only an offhand joke.

When Bibi Dong heard this, she subconsciously raised a hand and brushed the strands of hair beside her ear.

That tiny movement carried a hint of tension difficult to detect, but she soon regained that proud expression, lifting her chin slightly with a touch of provocation and mystery. "Maybe... I really do?"

"Heh." Zhao Linchuan chuckled softly and did not pursue it. Instead, he changed the subject, lowering his voice a little with the solemnity of sharing a secret. "Dong'er, I'll tell you a secret."

"What secret?" Bibi Dong's curiosity was immediately piqued, and she unconsciously leaned a little closer to him.

"You... hold my left hand." Zhao Linchuan extended his left hand.

"Hm?" A barely perceptible blush rose on Bibi Dong's face, and she said coquettishly, "Are you trying to find another excuse to take advantage of me?"

Though she said that, she still hesitated, then gently held Zhao Linchuan's outstretched hand with a trace of anticipation even she herself did not notice.

"Dong'er, feel it with your heart." Zhao Linchuan's voice was low and magnetic.

As his words fell, a warm, pure, supremely yang and unyielding stream of Crimson Gold Soul Power flowed like a gentle current through their joined palms and slowly entered Bibi Dong's body.

This power was completely different from her own soft, yin-natured soul power, yet it gave her an extremely comfortable feeling, as if she were soaking in warm sunlight, making even the dormant soul power inside her faintly stir to life.

"Heavens! Linchuan! You...!" Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened instantly, and she was so shocked she nearly cried out!

She clearly remembered that the Azure Light Sword Soul Power Zhao Linchuan had previously displayed carried the attribute of thunder!

And this supremely yang, supremely pure power right now... The truth was already self-evident!

"Shh—!" Zhao Linchuan hurriedly made a silencing gesture, his eyes carrying sincerity and a trace of nervousness. "This is a secret. We absolutely can't let a third person know..."

"Mmph..." Bibi Dong hurriedly covered her mouth with her other hand, forcibly suppressing her cry of shock, her heartbeat as fast as a drum.

She looked at Zhao Linchuan's face, so close at hand, and felt the warm current coming through her palm. Her voice dropped extremely low, carrying an excitement too incredulous to hide. "You... why would you tell me this?"

Zhao Linchuan looked at her shocked expression, and his gaze softened, tinged with a trace of loneliness almost impossible to notice. "In this world... you're the only friend I have."

His tone was calm, yet it was like a pebble tossed into Bibi Dong's heart, instantly sending ripples spreading layer upon layer.

"If I didn't tell you, who else could I tell?"

(The protagonist's two Martial Souls are upgraded versions of Azure Light and Long Rainbow, with some changes to their names. Judging purely by the combat power shown in Douluo Dalu I and Rainbow Seven, Rainbow Seven is stronger than Douluo Dalu I. But they cannot live forever.)