Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

The two of them discussed the matter and roughly settled on a plan.

They would hold a King of the Hill Match at the Great Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City. Lin Li would defend the arena for four hours each day, with half an hour of rest at a time of his choosing.

At the same time, Lin Li would not use his Martial Soul, but would fight using only his pure physical strength.

The initial prize would be five thousand Gold Soul Coins. For every day Lin Li successfully defended the arena, Ning Yang would add another five thousand Gold Soul Coins. Ning Yang also said that the Great Soul Arena would definitely invest some Gold Soul Coins as well, so the prize would be even greater.

The match would continue until someone defeated Lin Li and took away the entire prize.

Lin Li considered his current strength before suggesting, "Let's set the duration at one month. Also, any Soul Master no stronger than a Soul King can come challenge me, including Soul Kings."

"This..."

Ning Yang wanted to say that Lin Li had not yet obtained his Fourth Soul Ring. Challenging a Soul King without using his Martial Soul might not be a good idea.

But Ning Yang still chose to trust Lin Li.

Besides, Soul Kings generally would not participate in Great Soul Arena matches. Overall, there should not be a problem.

"The issue now is the Great Soul Arena's opinion."

"You don't need to worry about that. Leave it to me."

Ning Yang looked extremely confident.

Lin Li thought that Ning Yang might possess a token from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or perhaps something else. In any case, he did not need to think too deeply about it. All Lin Li knew was that he would soon be able to train his strength through battle.

Moreover, this was the most natural way to spread his reputation.

Surely the Crown Prince, who enjoyed making friends with talented people, would not be able to resist making the first move, right?

"I almost forgot. I brought you a gift. This is a true treasure."

Lin Li slapped his forehead and took a Jade Box out of his Soul Guidance Ring.

"What is this?"

Ning Yang looked at the Jade Box, curious about what Lin Li considered a treasure.

Even through the Jade Box, Ning Yang seemed to sense the excitement coming from his Martial Soul. It was an instinctive desire.

Immediately afterward, Lin Li took out a flower.

Its roots and leaves were vine-like and densely intertwined. At the top bloomed a dazzling golden tulip. Its petals looked as though they had been carved from molten gold, noble and magnificent, while a fragrant scent drifted from it.

"This is an Immortal Grade Herb, the Aromatic Silk Beauty. It should be the most compatible with your Martial Soul."

As Lin Li spoke, he saw Ning Yang uncontrollably summon his Martial Soul.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty had originally been prepared for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. After spending the past few months together, Lin Li felt that Ning Yang could become his friend.

Giving it to him would also strengthen their side.

Ning Yang was already stunned. As the owner of the Treasure Pavilion, he had seen countless treasures, but he had never seen anything make his Martial Soul reveal such an intense desire.

"This... Is it very precious?"

Lin Li did not answer. He simply placed the Aromatic Silk Beauty into Ning Yang's hands.

"It can't be swallowed directly. You need to gently inhale the essence from the pistil, then lick the petal juice in small amounts. Slowly circulate your Soul Power so the essence spreads through your limbs and bones." Lin Li explained how to use it, then added, "Also, you must keep your mind calm throughout the process."

"...All right!"

Ning Yang did not consider himself a fussy person, so he accepted it immediately.

He then sat cross-legged on the floor and began absorbing it according to Lin Li's instructions.

The absorption lasted two hours.

Perhaps because Ning Yang's talent was too poor, most of the Immortal Grade Herb's medicinal power went toward building up his foundation, leaving little for increasing his Soul Power.

Even so, Ning Yang rose two levels from his original Level 24 Soul Grandmaster rank and reached Level 26.

Lin Li had actually been afraid that if the medicinal power were used to increase Ning Yang's Soul Power, it would prevent his Martial Soul from fully evolving.

After all, his cultivation talent really was...

Ning Yang's eyelashes trembled, and then his eyes opened.

"This... My Soul Power actually increased by this much!"

For someone with Ning Yang's talent, increasing his cultivation by two levels would normally take years. How could he not be pleasantly surprised?

"That isn't the important part. The important part is that your talent has been made up for. That is the truly overbearing aspect of an Immortal Herb."

Lin Li pointed at the Martial Soul Ning Yang had not noticed. Following Lin Li's finger, Ning Yang subconsciously began counting the layers.

"One, two... seven..."

When he counted to seven, there was still no end. Ning Yang's body suddenly stiffened.

He did not dare to imagine it, yet he could not stop himself from looking. He greedily sought to confirm whether he had seen correctly—whether he had truly... truly broken through the shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"Eight layers, nine layers!"

"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Ning Yang's body and voice trembled violently.

Because of his poor talent, he was nearly twenty years old, yet his cultivation was still only at the Soul Grandmaster rank.

Because of his poor talent, he had been forced to turn to the study of commerce.

Because of his poor talent, he had been unable to gain his father's recognition...

But from this moment onward, all of that had changed. The person who had changed everything was Lin Li!

Ning Yang looked at Lin Li and leaned forward.

"Don't!"

Lin Li could not take this. He circulated his Soul Power to stop Ning Yang from kneeling, then said helplessly, "If you do this, you'll be treating me like a stranger."

"Words cannot express my gratitude for such kindness."

Ning Yang straightened with a solemn expression, having already made up his mind.

"All right, there's still time today. Why don't you go home and tell Sect Master Ning the news?"

"You're right."

Ning Yang nodded. He truly could not wait any longer.

"I'll be back soon. I'll definitely take care of your matter tomorrow!"

"Go on, then."

After saying their farewells, Ning Yang left directly.

He did not take a carriage, but chose to ride a horse instead. That was the fastest way.

After he left, Lin Li also returned to his room and began trying to develop other methods of using his Martial Soul, Mahoraga.

With the Fire God's reminder, Lin Li had also been inspired.

When he was injured, he should not merely wait for his Martial Soul to adapt on its own. That would only produce resistance, not a means of counterattack.

Perhaps when he suffered an injury, he should also adapt an attack method capable of dealing with that type of damage.

All of this had to be built upon a sufficient understanding of his Martial Soul.

Why had Tang Chen from the era before the last been stronger than Qian Daoliu? Was it really because the Clear Sky Hammer was stronger than the Angel Martial Soul?

Lin Li felt that might not be the case. More likely, Tang Chen simply understood his own Martial Soul well enough.

How many members of the Clear Sky Sect actually used Soul Skills?

They basically all used the Self-Created Soul Skills developed by Tang Chen.

Of course, part of the reason was certainly Qian Daoliu's own problem. As the Invincible of the Sky, he had insisted on going down to the ground to clash head-on with the Invincible of the Ground.

Three generations of the Qian Family had each used their faces to receive the Clear Sky Hammer. Lin Li had no idea what was wrong with them.

If the Angel God knew about this, even he would have to suspect that something was wrong with their ancestral grave...