Xue Nu Gives Whale Rubber

Chapter 5: Xue Nu Gifts the Whale Rubber

But today, he could already look forward to a bright future—happiness had come so suddenly it caught him off guard.

Lin Ye pondered how to proceed from here.

Having fun, eating well, drinking, and chasing girls—those were definitely non-negotiable. Then came the matter of dealing with Tang San.

As a transmigrator, Lin Ye naturally held no goodwill toward Tang San. What kind of person was Tang San? A thief from the start. The Tang Sect raised him, and while he paid lip service to gratitude, his actions blatantly disregarded the sect's rules by stealing its Cultivation Technique Secret Manual.

No matter what he did later, stealing was stealing. His heart was crooked from the beginning, his moral compass already skewed.

A thief is a thief; no amount of whitewashing can change that.

During the first era of Douluo, Tang San wasn't so bad—just a bit hypocritical, with personal grudges against Martial Soul Hall.

But after becoming a god, Tang San's true nature gradually surfaced. In the second era, the Son of Luck, Huo Yuhao, was toyed with and tormented by Tang San, manipulated like a puppet. On the surface, Huo Yuhao was Tang San's Son-in-law, the lofty God of Emotions, but in reality, he had been trained into a loyal dog.

The third era was even more absurd. Tang San deliberately revealed the location of Douluo Star, inviting the invasion of the Abyssal Plane, plunging Douluo into a prolonged war of defense with countless casualties.

And all of this was so his son could become a god and avoid dying of old age.

Good grief—your son's life is precious, but others' lives mean nothing, right?

So, Tang San's evil depends on his status. When he was weak, he cowered; when he grew strong, he became an overbearing tyrant, treating human lives like weeds.

Lin Ye was determined to kill someone like that. For one thing, he didn't want his descendants to die senselessly like those who fought in the third era's defense war.

So, Tang San, just die already.

Lost in thought, Lin Ye suddenly felt someone staring at him. Turning his head, he saw Xue Di.

"Ah, Xue Di, when did you get here? Not a sound—you scared me."

Xue Di didn't reply, simply tossing a small cloth pouch to Lin Ye.

"This is what you wanted."

Lin Ye caught it, thinking this must be another gift from his future self. He'd thought everything before was all there was, but it seemed there were more surprises.

Filled with anticipation, he quickly opened the pouch.

Inside were over twenty crystals of varying colors. Most were small, about the size of a ping-pong ball, golden-yellow, transparent and beautiful like golden crystals.

A few were as big as a fist, black in color, with rough surfaces that didn't look particularly striking.

"What's this?" Lin Ye asked Xue Di, puzzled.

"Whale Rubber," Xue Di uttered curtly, sparing no words.

So it was Whale Rubber. Lin Ye was thrilled—he actually knew about this stuff.

Whale Rubber was a special substance produced in the brains of whale-type soul beasts. It was commonly used as an aphrodisiac to enhance male performance. After eating it, one could stay strong and last long—everyone who tried it praised it.

Because of this, Whale Rubber was mostly sold on the market for boosting virility and kidney function.

But few knew its other use: enhancing physical strength. With a stronger body, a soul master could absorb higher-year soul rings.

In the second era, Wang Dong had taken Whale Rubber to successfully absorb a thousand-year Second Soul Ring. Huo Gang had also eaten it.

The year of Whale Rubber could be identified by its color: golden-yellow meant thousand-year, black meant ten-thousand-year.

Lin Ye's excitement was plain to see. Good stuff, really good stuff.

But it needed to be roasted with high-intensity flames until softened before it could be eaten.

As if reading his mind, Xue Di picked up the lowest-year Whale Rubber and held it in her hand.

Melting Whale Rubber was best done by a soul master with a fire-type martial soul, but that wasn't the only way.

Though Xue Di wasn't fire-type, with her terrifying 690,000-year cultivation, how could a piece of Whale Rubber be a problem?

Under her immense soul power, the Whale Rubber quickly began to change.

A strange fragrance emanated from it, rich but contained, lingering only within a foot of Xue Di's palm.

A faint golden light started to radiate from the substance, turning into a peculiar dark gold. As the energy intensified, the Whale Rubber softened into a gelatinous mass.

"Eat," Xue Di said, using her soul power to float the softened Whale Rubber in front of Lin Ye.

A true expert, Lin Ye thought, reaching out with his right hand to pinch off a small piece and put it directly into his mouth.

"Ugh... such a strong fishy smell!"

Unlike what he'd imagined, the Whale Rubber smelled fragrant but had a heavy, fishy taste upon entry, nearly making him gag reflexively.

Still, he forced himself not to vomit. This stuff was precious—no wasting it.

Soon, the entire thousand-year Whale Rubber was in his stomach.

Then Lin Ye felt his body start to heat up. The heat came from the inside out, making Big Brother uncomfortable and Second Brother restless.

There was a reason Whale Rubber was used as an aphrodisiac. It was the Douluo version of Viagra, but with real enhancement, not the kind that drained the body for a temporary boost.

Lin Ye closed his eyes, avoiding Xue Di's gaze, but his mind uncontrollably conjured her peerless beauty and her lithe, curvaceous figure.

Oh, what was this? She was only five, still a child—wasn't this sullying her innocence?

Xue Di, of course, had no idea about these thoughts. Seeing Lin Ye struggling to endure, she flicked her finger, sending a stream of cold energy into his body.

The effect was immediate—Lin Ye's body heat rapidly subsided, his little brother settled down, and those inappropriate thoughts in his mind calmed as well.

"Xue Di, thank you."

Xue Di gave a slight nod without speaking, maintaining her cool, aloof demeanor.

"By the way, Xue Di, for a long time now you'll be living with me in human society. It's not quite right to keep addressing you like this. How about I call you Xue Nu from now on?"

In truth, Lin Ye had wanted to bring this up during the day. Xue Di was fine—she didn't talk much—but Bing Di kept throwing around "This Emperor" left and right, which was far too conspicuous.

"Fine." Xue Di nodded. She herself was the Heavenly Snow Woman born from heaven and earth in the Extreme North Land, so being called that was no issue.

No airs, easy to talk to. That was Lin Ye's direct impression of Xue Di, though this woman was an iceberg, giving off a vibe of keeping others at arm's length.

"Xue Nu, it's late. Go back and rest."

Lin Ye's tongue was sweet—he was already calling her sister. Xue Di didn't object, and with a flicker of her form, she vanished from the room.

Satisfied, Lin Ye flopped onto his bed and soon fell asleep, his breathing evening out.