Douluo: Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, All Spirit Beasts Sacrifice

The curves of her hips were perfectly outlined.

She held a long sword in her hand, swinging it left and right as she sparred with Hu Liena in the courtyard.

Through long hours of sword practice, Bibi Dong's movements had become incredibly sharp and standardized.

Hu Liena continuously manifested Fox Fire in her hands, engaging in an intense exchange with Bibi Dong.

Throughout the battle, Bibi Dong would occasionally point out the shortcomings in Hu Liena's technique.

Not far away, Su Wen lay leisurely in a chair, a pinkish-white rabbit nestled in his arms.

He held the Immortal Herb Catalog in his hands, carefully savoring its contents.

On the table sat a Blue Silver Emperor, swaying its body incessantly; its leaves and vines had woven themselves into a plantain fan, gently waving to provide Su Wen with a cool breeze.

Only after reading the Immortal Herb Catalog did Su Wen realize that a person could actually consume multiple immortal herbs in a lifetime, contrary to what Xiao Sanzi had claimed about being limited to just one.

However, there was a drug tolerance involved; after consuming the first herb, one had to fully digest its medicinal properties before taking a second.

The potency of the second herb would be reduced, retaining at most sixty to seventy percent of its power, and the third would be even weaker, until eventually, they had no effect at all.

Of course, complementary immortal herbs were the exception, as they could be consumed in multiples without building up any tolerance.

"Still studying those immortal herbs?"

"Do you really think you can still find any?"

Bibi Dong walked over, snatched the book from his hands, glanced at it casually, and then set it back on the table.

"Who knows, maybe I really can find some!"

Su Wen chuckled as he tucked the Immortal Herb Catalog into his Soul Tool.

Bibi Dong glared at him, too lazy to argue:

"You've reached level twenty, so tomorrow I will personally take you to the Star Dou Forest to obtain your Spirit Ring. Once you become a Grand Spirit Master, you should spend some time studying at a Spirit Master Academy. In the future, you'll need your own foundation; you can't just stay in this small courtyard forever."

"Teacher, Senior Brother isn't alone, he still has Nana!"

Hu Liena spoke up softly from the side.

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at her in silence, and Hu Liena pouted.

"A Spirit Master Academy, huh!"

Su Wen felt that it might be a good place to learn a few things.

One couldn't raise a powerhouse in a greenhouse.

He just wondered if his situation would end up scaring those people.

"Teacher, I'll just have Aunt Ye accompany me to get the Spirit Ring!"

Su Wen knew it was time to go retrieve the immortal herbs; if he waited any longer, he feared complications might arise.

Seeing Bibi Dong frown, he quickly added: "Teacher is so busy, managing the Pope Hall every day while also teaching us. As a disciple, I shouldn't trouble you for a mere Spirit Ring. Besides, it's only a second Spirit Ring; I'll wait until I need a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring to have you personally step in."

Bibi Dong's brow slowly smoothed out, and she reached out to rub Su Wen's face: "Heh, a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, you certainly have ambition..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong didn't forget to glance at the Blue Silver Emperor: "Come to think of it, this Blue Silver Grass you contracted is quite special. Compared to the ones outside, it has a few more golden veins."

Bibi Dong reached out as if to touch it, but just as her hand was about to make contact, the Blue Silver Emperor transformed into a blue mist and drifted into Su Wen's body.

"Teacher, she's shy and generally doesn't like to be touched."

Su Wen explained with a smile.

Bibi Dong didn't mind; it was just a blade of grass, after all.

After Bibi Dong left, Hu Liena immediately sat down and hugged Su Wen's arm, her pink lips parting slightly: "Senior Brother, Nana wants to go to the Spirit Master Academy with you too."

"Then you'd better cultivate harder!" Su Wen patted her head.

"Hey, hey, hey, you vixen!"

Hu Liena was just enjoying the head pats when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

She turned her head in annoyance to see Tian Yue standing at the courtyard gate with her hands on her hips.

Her snow-white neck was held high, and her cheeks were slightly puffed out: "Hmph, let's have another match!"

Tian Yue hadn't stopped coming over to challenge Hu Liena for over a year now.

She had even challenged Su Wen once, but after being scared to tears by the Ghost Bride, she never dared to challenge him again.

Su Wen and Hu Liena had grown accustomed to her appearances.

Hu Liena's pink cheeks puffed up as well.

She was very unhappy about her appearing at this time.

Seeing that the two of them were about to clash again, Su Wen simply picked up the rabbit in his arms and headed toward the Elder Hall.

"Aunt Ye, have you broken through?"

Su Wen pushed open the door to Ye Yuan'er's room and walked straight inside.

He didn't see anyone, but the sound of splashing water drifted out from the bathroom.

"Who is it?"

A cold, vigilant voice came from the bathroom.

The next moment.

The voice softened.

"Oh, it's you, Xiao Wen!"

"Yeah!"

Su Wen walked over to the bed and flopped onto it, wrapping himself in the soft, warm quilt, unable to help but squint his eyes in comfort.

The Soft Bone Charm Rabbit lay beside his neck, occasionally brushing its tail against him, making him feel ticklish.

"Creak!"

Ye Yuan'er stepped out of the bathroom and saw Su Wen lying on her bed, petting the rabbit.

She walked over with a grin, climbed up, and knelt on the bed. Her thin gauze dress shifted downward slightly, revealing her delicate collarbone and smooth, snow-white neck.

"Xiao Wen!"

"Are you looking to obtain a Spirit Ring?"

Ye Yuan'er's fiery eyes stared straight at him.

"Aunt Ye, let's go get the Immortal Herb. I want to see if my second Spirit Ring can start at five thousand years... Ye..."

Before Su Wen could finish his sentence, Ye Yuan'er pulled him into her arms and began to ruffle his hair vigorously.

"Five thousand years? You really dare to dream. Why don't you just name me 'Five Thousand Years'? That way, whenever you reveal your Spirit Ring, I can come out and beat people up for you!"

Ye Yuan'er was truly amused to the point of anger.

If this kid was already dreaming of five thousand years for his second Spirit Ring, wouldn't his third one have to start at ten thousand years?!

"Wuwuwu—"

The Soft Bone Charm Rabbit was caught in the middle, struggling to no avail.

It simply transformed into pink smoke and drifted back into Su Wen's body.

"Aunt Ye!"

Su Wen inhaled the fragrance from her neck and looked up from the valley: "I've consumed quite a bit of Whale Glue, almost every month; I'm practically sick of it. Plus, there are Immortal Herbs by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well specifically for body tempering. If the two are combined, the effect..."

"Heh!"

Ye Yuan'er's heart skipped a beat. The uniqueness of the Immortal Herbs was indeed mind-boggling, but a cold smirk still played on her lips.

Seeing this, Su Wen didn't press the topic: "Aunt Ye, have you broken through to level ninety-five yet?"

Seeing Ye Yuan'er shake her head, Su Wen said in disappointment: "Why is it so slow?"

Ye Yuan'er's eyelid twitched as she grabbed his face and pinched it: "I went from level eighty-nine to a level ninety-four Title Douluo in less than two years. If this speed is slow, the people in the Elder Hall would probably want to bash their heads against tofu."

Ye Yuan'er rolled her eyes in a charming way: "And do you think a Super Douluo is just a head of cabbage? You can't just walk in whenever you want."

"Level ninety-one to ninety-four are ordinary Title Douluo, but level ninety-five is the watershed; that is a Super Douluo. The gap is like a Spirit Saint with an Avatar of Martial Soul fighting a Spirit Emperor. You can imagine the amount of spirit power required to break through, so it's extremely difficult. However..."

Ye Yuan'er spoke with a hint of pride: "I have a Spirit Bone. Once I cultivate to the peak of level ninety-four, I will use this bone to break through the bottleneck and reach the level of a Super Douluo."

Ye Yuan'er's Spirit Bone was made from the remains of an eighty-thousand-year Blue Silver King, which she had traded at the Pope Hall for a sixty-seven-thousand-year fire-attribute Spirit Bone that suited her perfectly.

Matching attributes allowed the power of a Spirit Bone to be maximized.

"Then you'd better work hard, Aunt Ye. Only when you get stronger can I walk around with my hands in my pockets!"

Hearing this, Ye Yuan'er let out a silvery laugh. She lay on the bed, held Su Wen in her arms, and began to explain the options for his Spirit Ring.

Time gradually passed, and as the morning sun rose.

A Fire Phoenix soared out of Wuhun City, heading toward the Sunset Forest.

A few days later.

Ye Yuan'er and Su Wen arrived at the Sunset Forest.

Having been there once before, Ye Yuan'er quickly found the valley shrouded in poisonous mist.

Ye Yuan'er condensed flames to shield herself and Su Wen.

The two landed slowly in the valley.

The toxic mist drifting toward them was instantly evaporated by the high heat.

At the same time.

In a dark cave, an old man with green hair and a green beard, who had been meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, which looked like those of a venomous snake, the moment Su Wen and Ye Yuan'er entered the valley.

"Heh, I thought they were just passing by, but it seems they've walked right in."