Immortal Herb for the Eldest Son

In the Papal Palace, the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony is still going on.

Ye Guyi stands within the aperture formed by Awakening Stone.

Chrysanthemum Douluo urges Soul Power again.

"Buzz--"

Different from the golden light when Qian Renxue awakened, at this time, what emerged from Ye Guyi's body was a darkness as thick as ink.

This darkness doesn't feel evil at all, but it quickly spreads with pure depth.

Qian Xunji frowned slightly and pulled Qian Renxue back a little.

Bibi Dong held her daughter's hand tightly and asked with concern, "Guyi, how do you feel?"

"Is there any discomfort?"

"No."

Ye Guyi's voice came from the darkness, still calm, and said, "I just feel... very peaceful, both in my heart and body."

Bibi Dong was finally relieved and began to observe the darkness attentively.

At first, she thought that the darkness around her daughter was the manifestation of poisonous properties, but after careful perception, she found that this was not the case.

"This is not poison, but extremely pure Dark Attribute."

Qian Xunji's voice sounded behind Bibi Dong.

As Light Attribute's Soul Master, he is extremely sensitive to the attribute of darkness.

"Darkness?"

Bibi Dong murmured and repeated.

"Look, something has changed!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo reminded him loudly.

I saw the outline of a pair of armor gradually outlined in the surging darkness.

The armor was completely black, with sharp and smooth lines.

Then, the darkness dissipated and the armor appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the armor slowly floated towards Ye Guyi and was put on her body.

At this moment, the armor worn by Ye Guyi is closer in style to the Douluo Continent's common armor form, rather than the outer-skeleton look of her father Xia Yang.

"Dark Armor?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was a little surprised and said, "Old man originally thought that Guyi would inherit Bone Martial Soul from that boy Xia Yang..."

"It should be Martial Soul Mutation."

Qian Xunji examined it for a moment, gave a judgment, and analyzed. "Xia Yang's Bone Martial Soul already has energy-based qualities, but it has not been fully formed."

"After this energized bone form met Bibi Dong and your Martial Soul, it mutated twice and finally solidified into this Dark Armor."

"Energized bones..."

Bibi Dong muttered silently, and looked at each other with Chrysanthemum Douluo. Both of them thought of Xia Yang, and his unique and potential Martial Soul.

According to past understanding, Martial Soul of Xia Yang looks like a solid skeleton, but its Soul Skill effect shows that it is more like a state where the energyization process is not yet complete.

Thinking about it this way, the mutation path of Ye Guyi Martial Soul can be roughly explained.

"Let's test Innate Soul Power first."

Bibi Dong recovered his thoughts and said to Chrysanthemum Douluo, "Martial Soul's matter can be studied slowly in the future."

"Okay."

Chrysanthemum Douluo once again holds out Crystal Ball.

Ye Guyi Put your hand on it.

The next moment, soft but bright light emerged from Crystal Ball.

"Innate Full Soul Power! Another Innate Full Soul Power!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo had a heartfelt smile on his face, feeling happy for his apprentice's daughter.

"Not bad."

Qian Xunji nodded and chuckled, "Finally not like her father back then."

"That's it for today's Martial Soul Awakening."

"In the future, Xue'er and Guyi will practice together at the Martial Soul Academy so that they can take care of each other."

"Yes."

Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Douluo responded in unison.

Then, everyone in the Papal Palace dispersed.

At night, in Bibi Dong's bedroom.

Ye Guyi finished washing, put on soft pajamas, and leaned in her mother's arms.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, flowing in quietly.

"Mom."

Ye Guyi raised his little face and asked softly, "What kind of person is my father...?"

"Master Pope doesn't seem to like him very much."

Bibi Dong heard this, his eyes drifted out the window, as if he traveled through time and space and returned to a few years ago.

She was silent for a while, then slowly spoke, with a rare softness and nostalgia in her voice.

"Your father, he..."

Then, Bibi Dong picked out the vivid fragments in his memory and told them to his daughter bit by bit.

Everything Bibi Dong and Xia Yang experienced in the past turned into calm narratives, flowing in the quiet night.

At this time, the bright moon outside the window is still bright and bright, shining silently on thousands of the Qian Family households.

At the same time, on the distant sea, the ship was sailing through the waves.

Xia Yang stood alone on the deck, also looking up at the bright moon.

The clear light fell on the sea surface, breaking into thousands of silver scales, rippling with the waves.

He watched quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, only the sea breeze blew through the corners of his clothes, making a hunting sound.

The moonlight covers the earth and ocean equally, quietly connecting people thousands of miles apart under the same clear light.

"Brother Xia, what are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind.

Xia Yang turned around and saw Tang Yuehua approaching, her dress fluttering in the sea breeze.

He stretched out his hand and naturally put his arm around Tang Yuehua's shoulders, letting her lean against him.

"I didn't think about anything."

Xia Yang's fingers gently combed Tang Yuehua's wind-blown hair.

"Just thinking about the next Divine Exam."

"Hmm."

Tang Yuehua responded meekly, and then put her face against his chest.

The two of them leaned on each other and stood quietly on the bow of the boat.

The only sounds in my ears were the gentle sound of waves lapping against the hull of the ship, and the long breathing of the wind.

After a while, Tang Yuehua raised his head, his eyes sparkling, and said, "By the way, Brother Xia, did you leave Immortal Herb for Tian'er?"

"Keep it."

Xia Yang nodded and said, "It has been prepared for a long time."

"Which one is it?"

Tang Yuehua asked.

"Nine-Grade Purple Zhi."

Xia Yang explained, "It is a lavender Immortal Herb. The top is like a cap, shaped like Ganoderma lucidum, and the whole body is purple. Below it is an emerald-like stem with nine leaves."

"So it's it... Then what is the specific use of this Nine-Grade Purple Zhi?"

"It is mainly used to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body, replenish qi and increase gong."

Xia Yang said patiently, "I specially chose this strain because it has mild medicinal properties and is suitable for children."

"It can be divided into many times and taken slowly to gradually improve your physical fitness and lay a solid foundation."

"That's good."

Tang Yuehua seemed relieved and leaned back into his arms again.

Xia Yang looked down at her, suddenly smiled, and asked, "Why are you so concerned about Tian'er today?"

"I don't know, I thought you were his mother."

"Humph, don't I like children?"

Tang Yuehua lightly punched his chest.

"Okay, of course."

Xia Yang held her hand with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"If you really like children so much, why don't we have one ourselves?"

"Are you feeling itchy to see Erlong and Tian'er?"

Tang Yuehua was silent for a moment, then his arms suddenly wrapped his arms around Xia Yang's waist, burying his face deeply into his chest, and his voice came out muffled.

"... Yes, I'm envious."