Ginseng Soup Is Here, Muye Sneaks Around, Jie Jie Jie(

Ginseng Soup Is Here, Muye Sneaks Around, Jie Jie Jie(4K)

Muye nearly bit his tongue. He was a smart man and instantly grasped Han Tianyi's meaning!

The young man before him possessed precisely the god-level Original Martial Soul Body Sect had dreamed of—True Self!

"Martial Uncle, I knew it! You may be in Spirit Pagoda, but your heart is still with Body Sect! Whenever something good comes along, you think of the sect first!"

Muye gave Han Tianyi a huge thumbs-up in his heart, then excitedly seized Zhao Xuanzhen's shoulders with both hands, staring unblinkingly at his handsome face.

"Come, let me see your Martial Soul."

Seeing Muye's reaction, Zhao Xuanzhen roughly guessed the contents of the Secret Letter. True Self Martial Soul possessed him, and three pitch-black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet, pulsing continuously around his body.

The energy of his blood essence spread without restraint. Godly Craftsman Zhen Hua's pupils involuntarily widened. In the Douluo Continent Soul Master system, blood essence was practically equivalent to physical strength. Zhao Xuanzhen's blood essence was so formidable that it surpassed even the vast majority of Strong Attack Type Fifth Ring Soul Kings!

"Exactly! True Self should possess this kind of blood essence!"

Muye clenched his fists tightly, his old face overcome with indescribable excitement. Of all the Original Martial Souls he had seen, not one at the same level could contend with Zhao Xuanzhen!

"Buzz--"

The next instant, Spirit Sea Realm mental fluctuation swept through the entire room. Black and White Two Colors Yin Yang Airflow swirled like wind, reflecting the light of the three Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings. A humanoid phantom condensed behind Zhao Xuanzhen, its gaze distant and profound as it looked down upon the mortal world.

"A body comparable to the Golden Dragon King, and spiritual power comparable to the Silver Dragon King... There can be no mistake. Absolutely no mistake!"

Muye gazed at the enlarged phantom of Zhao Xuanzhen and murmured softly.

Body Sect believed that humans were the leaders of all living things and possessed limitless potential. Thus, there had to be a god-level Original Martial Soul independently awakened by humans, combining an indestructible body with vast, boundless spiritual power.

The two Dragon Kings born from the Dragon God's division happened to embody precisely that. Therefore, Body Sect used the Dragon God as the benchmark for a god-level Original Martial Soul and named it True Self.

In truth, True Self existed only in Body Sect's fantasies. Some Body Sect disciples even believed their ancestors had been indulging in wild fantasies. The most powerful Martial Souls in human history were the Sea God and the Six-Winged Angel, yet they still fell far short of the Dragon God.

Only a small number of Body Sect disciples unwaveringly believed that True Self would surely descend upon the continent and rule humanity!

After calming himself somewhat, Muye asked, "What is your name?"

"Zhao Xuanzhen."

"A fine name, a perfect match for True Self!"

At this moment, even if Zhao Xuanzhen had been named Zhang Goudan, Muye would have forced himself to praise it as a humble name that was easy to raise. He reached up and removed the chef's hat that harmed his lofty image, puffed out his chest, and spoke in a loud, impassioned voice.

"My name is Muye, the current Ben Ti Sect Master, the Ben Ti Douluo.

"To put it bluntly, I am the Title Douluo most suited to be your teacher on Douluo Continent. Even Quasi-Gods such as Qingtian Douluo Yun Ming and Han Hai Douluo Chen Xinjie understand Original Martial Souls less than one-third as well as I do!

"Xuanzhen, you are fated with me, and fated with Body Sect!

"Become my disciple, and I will teach you Body Sect's secret techniques. I will allow you to unleash the full power of the True Self Martial Soul and become the strongest Ben Ti Douluo in history!"

Hearing this, Zhen Hua could not help smiling. Today seemed to be a good day. He had found Jiu Tian, who was qualified to inherit the Godly Craftsman's legacy, while Muye had encountered Zhao Xuanzhen, the owner of a god-level Original Martial Soul. The two of them ought to celebrate with a great drink!

Nearby, Gu Yue did not yet know Zhao Xuanzhen deeply. She turned her head to look at him, curious whether he would change allegiance, leave Spirit Pagoda, join Body Sect, and become Muye's disciple.

Jiu Tian remained cold and silent. The Eight Deceitful Gods never cared about the background of the Master of Qimen. They only wished to follow the Master of Qimen beyond the limits of the world's laws and live up to the prestige of gods.

As for Na'er... she had already started sweating profusely!

Na'er had lived in Spirit Pagoda for four years and knew all too well how much Leng Yaozhu cherished Zhao Xuanzhen. She was immensely thankful that Leng Yaozhu was not here. Otherwise, the moment Muye uttered the word teacher, Leng Yaozhu would surely fly into a rage!

Both Title Douluos were Four-Word Battle Armor Masters. Their battle armor would cancel each other out, leaving only soul power. Given the enormous gap between Ninety-ninth Rank and ninety-fourth rank, Leng Yaozhu would swallow Muye whole on the spot!

Muye remained completely unaware. His world contained only Zhao Xuanzhen now. The eagerness in his eyes overflowed, and the vivid expression on his face seemed capable of speaking.

Get in my bowl already!

"Sorry, Senior Muye. My teacher's title is Tianfeng," Zhao Xuanzhen said apologetically.

"Sky Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu!?"

Hearing that title, Muye immediately sucked in a sharp breath.

Sky Phoenix Douluo's prestige resounded across the world. Extreme Douluo, Four-Word Battle Armor Master, Spirit Pagoda Deputy Tower Master, clan leader of the Phoenix Clan, Spirit Pagoda's ruling family for generations... Leng Yaozhu was simply not someone the declining Body Sect could afford to provoke.

He suddenly realized that with Zhao Xuanzhen's monstrous talent, how could Spirit Pagoda's high-level officials possibly fail to value him? It was perfectly normal for Leng Yaozhu to take him as a disciple.

Although Tianfeng and True Self had absolutely nothing in common, a master and disciple's Martial Souls had never needed to be related. The two most famous master-disciple pairs on Douluo Continent, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, Huo Yuhao and Dragon God Douluo Mu En, had Martial Souls with virtually no connection at all.

"One step too late!"

Muye was grief-stricken. Having missed out on the god-level Original Martial Soul True Self today, the ancestors of every generation of Body Sect would crawl out of their graves at night, and even his great-grandmother would slap him twice across the face!

Zhao Xuanzhen's expression remained as calm as water, without the slightest sign of reluctance. A sect and an academy were two different things. After graduating from an academy, everyone went their separate ways, but a sect represented responsibility and could not be abandoned casually.

Take Tang Sect, for example. Before disciples left, they needed to return the cultivation techniques they had learned within the sect. Body Sect required an oath upon one's Original Martial Soul that its deepest secrets would not be taught to outsiders privately.

Body Sect had been passed down for ten thousand years and recorded the valuable hidden treasures left behind by countless Original Martial Soul masters throughout that time. Naturally, Zhao Xuanzhen hoped to study them and gain inspiration for his Original Martial Soul and Second Awakening.

However, if becoming a disciple was mandatory, Zhao Xuanzhen could only regretfully give it up. He would undergo extreme training for his Second Awakening himself, or follow Huo Yuhao's example and consume an Immortal Herb-grade medicinal plant.

In another spacetime, the auction house had once offered Mysterious Ice Grass, the juvenile form of Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. With Spirit Pagoda's immense resources, if they searched the entire Douluo Continent, they had a chance of finding an Immortal Herb.

Leng Yaozhu regarded him as her only disciple, and Zhao Xuanzhen did not wish for anyone else to stand on equal footing with Leng Yaozhu in his heart.

I, Zhao Xuanzhen, am loyal!

Seeing the situation fall into a deadlock, Zhen Hua, Muye's close friend, hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Xuanzhen, you've come from far away to deliver a letter. Why not have a meal together and taste Muye's cooking?

"This is my newly accepted disciple, Jiu Tian. He should be about the same age as you. People of the same age should get acquainted and exchange cultivation insights. It will be beneficial."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Muye caught Zhen Hua's signal. No matter what, he first had to keep them here.

"Ten thousand years ago, those with Original Martial Souls were by default Body Sect members. Things are different now, but we are still family connected by blood!

"Since you're already here, stay for lunch!"

"Then... we will trouble the two seniors."

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded. Huaxia people could not resist those four words. Besides, this would allow him to naturally establish contact with Jiu Tian and lay the groundwork for Jiu Tian forging battle armor metals for them in the future.

Zhen Hua led the four youths to their seats. The five of them chatted about everything under the sun, and the atmosphere gradually became lively. Muye rushed into the kitchen, switched on his Soul Guide Communicator, dialed Han Tianyi's number, and sealed the surrounding area with soul power to prevent their conversation from leaking out.

"Muye..."

Before long, Han Tianyi's smiling voice came through the Soul Guide Communicator.

"What's going on, Martial Uncle!"

Muye had no mood to beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "I saw your letter. Zhao Xuanzhen's Martial Soul is indeed True Self!

"I thought you had sent him before me because you wanted him to become my disciple and lead Body Sect to revival, but why does he already have a teacher? And it's Sky Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu!"

"Don't get so worked up."

"Am I worked up?" Muye glared. "Fine, I admit it, I really am worked up... That's True Self! What Ben Ti Sect Master wouldn't be excited!"

"Calm down and listen to me," Han Tianyi said. "Xuanzhen's mother came from the Spirit Phoenix Lineage, a branch of the Phoenix Family. Not long after he was born, his parents died on the battlefield.

"Because the Phoenix Family's descendants were dwindling, and the main Leng Family branch had even become extinct, Tianfeng adopted him and raised him like a treasure from childhood. Martial Uncle advises you to give up on taking him as a disciple as soon as possible. The fact that you could meet him alone today is already because I put aside my old face and acted out of selfish motives."

"Martial Uncle, you know Body Sect has declined. After you and Martial Uncle Hu Jie left, only A Ruheng and I remain. I will not be able to break through to Super Douluo in this lifetime. A Ruheng has excellent cultivation talent, but he is not very sharp-minded and cannot shoulder the great task of revitalizing the sect!

"If I do not bring Zhao Xuanzhen into the sect, I... will have failed the ancestors!"

A trace of dejection appeared on Muye's face. Since the Four Nations War ten thousand years ago, Body Sect had rapidly declined, falling from the continent's top Great Powers and never recovering. He believed Zhao Xuanzhen was a heaven-sent person, the next generation's leader of Body Sect.

"Look further ahead. Who says revitalizing Body Sect requires you to take Zhao Xuanzhen as a disciple?" Han Tianyi chuckled. "That child possesses peerless talent and a calm, rational temperament. With Leng Yaozhu and Spirit Pagoda escorting him, he will become the next Yun Ming, one who suppresses an entire era.

"As someone who was once part of Body Sect, I remember the debt of gratitude I owe the sect for raising me. I am giving you a chance to get on board.

"Moreover, if Xuanzhen remains in Spirit Pagoda, then in some respects, his help to Body Sect may be even greater than if he directly joined the sect."

"I don't understand. Please explain in detail, Martial Uncle." Muye looked utterly confused.

"Idiot!"

Han Tianyi laughed and scolded him. "Why has Body Sect declined? First, there are fewer and fewer sect disciples. Original Martial Soul masters are recruited in advance by Great Powers such as Shrek, Spirit Pagoda, and War God Hall. Second, the sect lacks top-tier powerhouses. Even you, the sect master, are not a Super Douluo.

"Spirit Pagoda can help solve the first problem, because every Soul Master needs to fuse with a Soul Spirit. Spirit Pagoda possesses an absolute monopoly over Soul Spirits and ranks first on the continent in the information field.

"Think about it. If Zhao Xuanzhen agrees in the future to prioritize introducing Original Martial Soul masters to Body Sect, then once the sect prospers with members, you will be able to face your ancestors with dignity.

"The second problem is no harder. So what if he does not join Body Sect? Just teach him directly. Take turns teaching him Second Awakening, sect secret techniques, and the like. As I recall, you are a Ninth Rank Mecha Manufacturer. In that respect, you are even stronger than Tianfeng.

"You may not have the name of a teacher, but you will have the substance of one. In another twenty or thirty years, once Xuanzhen has fully matured, ask him to become Body Sect's guest elder and honorary deputy sect master. It is merely a nominal post, yet it will make the sect famous throughout the world. Do I really need to teach you such a simple trick?"

"Thank you for your guidance, Martial Uncle!"

Muye nodded wildly like a chick pecking grain. The old artist truly was experienced and worthy of a Brain Martial Soul. His mind was indeed sharp!

Within Spirit Pagoda's Real Illusion, Han Tianyi hung up the Soul Guide Communicator and said with a smile, "Worrying about both sides, is this old man's life easy?"

Heaven Dou City Forging Association, Zhen Hua's exclusive small kitchen.

"Ginseng Soup is here!"

Muye swept away his gloom, and a chrysanthemum-bright smile bloomed across his face. Emerald ripples spread across the soup, while translucent Ginseng Slices bobbed up and down within it.

Zhao Xuanzhen tactically leaned back, seriously suspecting that Muye had a hidden codename. Beside him, Na'er had already impatiently lifted a Porcelain Cup. The light green soup reflected in her silver-white pupils, making them shimmer with moist radiance.

"Gulp, gulp--"

"It tastes good! Zhao Xuanzhen, hurry up and drink!" Na'er urged.

"Mm... all right, I'll try it."

The soup slid down his throat. The liquid was cool as snow, but the instant it fell into his stomach, a blaze erupted, burning through his meridians toward his limbs and bones. Faint emerald patterns appeared beneath the pale green Blood Vessels on the back of Zhao Xuanzhen's hand.

"You're being generous today. You used Jadeite Ginseng to make soup, yet you usually can't even bear to cook it for me!" Zhen Hua teased.

"It's for the children!"

Muye snorted. "You're benefiting from their luck."

Jadeite Ginseng grew in the Great Marsh of the Wild Marsh. It grew one inch every hundred years and possessed the powerful effects of purifying impurities within the body and nourishing blood essence. Muye could sense that after a bowl of ginseng soup, Zhao Xuanzhen's blood essence fluctuation had become exceptionally vigorous.

The copper plate clinked softly as dishes appeared one after another. Every grain of Starlight Rice was coated in a faint glow of Star sand, and each mouthful felt as though it held a flowing Milky Way. Red Flame Fruit Crisps were piled into a pagoda, their crisp shells branded with Flame Dragon Patterns. Gu Yue bit through the pastry shell with her red lips, and lava-like Fruit Juice flooded into her mouth. The tips of her ears suddenly flushed crimson.

Hiss~ not spicy!

Everyone ate to their heart's content. Huo Yuhao was the top chef of Douluo S2 Season, while Muye was a strong contender for God of Cooking in S3!

After eating and drinking their fill, Muye warmly took Zhao Xuanzhen's hand. "All Original Martial Soul masters under heaven are one family. Stay a few more days, and let's get properly close!"

Na'er suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Gu Yue's willow eyebrows drew tightly together. That enthusiasm, like a dog seeing shit, was twelve parts wrong out of ten!

At Muye's warm invitation, the three agreed to stay for a few days at Heaven Dou City Forging Association.

Godly Craftsman Zhen Hua dragged Jiu Tian away to study forging, while Muye told Zhao Xuanzhen about Body Sect's glorious history.

Na'er and Gu Yue sat on Zhao Xuanzhen's left and right. They had originally listened with great interest, until Muye casually mentioned that Body Sect had gone to Star Dou Great Forest and killed seven Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. Gu Yue's expression changed dramatically in an instant. Tilting her head, she studied Muye as though observing whether his head was round enough...

Night fell, and everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

When all was silent, Zhao Xuanzhen's door quietly opened a crack. A dark gold figure, moving with utmost stealth, slipped inside. Looking at the meditating youth on the bed, a pair of large hands slowly reached out, and the figure grinned wickedly.

"Heh heh heh..."