Sitting in a Row, Sharing Immortal Herbs

"What is it? Why are you being so mysterious?" Zhao Wuji casually asked again, then reached out and directly took the box tossed before him.

The moment he opened it, an instinctive craving suddenly surged up, making Zhao Wuji instantly fix his gaze on what lay inside the box.

It was an enormous chrysanthemum, purple in color, with golden stamens and a soft, velvety texture.

Just looking at it made Zhao Wuji swallow.

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. Eating it could send energy through the limbs and blood through the eight channels, allowing one to cultivate the Diamond Indestructible Body.

Flender believed this Immortal Herb suited Zhao best, allowing him to go ever farther down the path of a battle tank.

As for Mu Bai's share in the future, Flender had already set one aside for him.

There were plenty of Immortal Herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. They could grow back, Flender could cultivate them, and they could even be bought from the Group Mall now.

"Hey, hey, old miser, what is this?"

Zhao Wuji stared fixedly at that Immortal Herb, his eyes practically popping out. Right now, he looked even more like an old miser than Flender.

"A heavenly treasure. What, can't you tell?"

"It's for me?"

"Obviously. Everyone gets one."

"Haha, thanks!"

Without saying much else, Zhao Wuji readily agreed. He immediately covered the huge chrysanthemum again and put it away, intending to find time to absorb it later.

They were old comrades who had faced life and death together. Zhao Wuji knew the old miser would never harm him, and all he needed to do was devote himself wholeheartedly to moving forward.

At that, Li Yusong, Shao Xin, and Lu Qibin eagerly opened their boxes as well, and another wave of strange fragrance spread out.

The Ink Jade Divine Bamboo could strengthen a Martial Soul, increase attack power, and allow a weak Martial Soul to display an unyielding side. It seemed to be the ideal choice for an assault-type Spirit Master.

It was Flender's first choice for Li Yusong, whose Martial Soul was the Dragon Pattern Staff. Old Li possessed considerable talent; despite having a ten-year first Spirit Ring, he had reached the rank of Spirit Emperor. Unfortunately, he had fallen a step behind early on, which would only leave him farther behind later.

With this Divine Bamboo making up for that shortcoming, even if Old Li still lagged somewhat behind Zhao, the gap would not be too great.

The Star Luo Spirit Pearl contained powerful starlight energy. It was most suitable for Martial Souls related to starlight, such as the Star Staff, and its medicinal effect was gentle as well.

It could not have been more suitable for Lu Qibin, whose Martial Soul was Star Luo Chess. If Old Li had fallen behind in the early stages, then Old Lu had been slightly lacking later on; his fifth Spirit Ring was only a thousand years old.

That was because, in the original story, he had met Flender and the others too late. In the end, he had also chosen to leave Shrek Academy in pursuit of a breakthrough in the chess path.

But now, Lu Qibin had met Flender and the others ahead of time. His fifth Spirit Ring had been changed to a ten-thousand-year one, and with the Star Luo Spirit Pearl as well, even becoming a Title Douluo was within sight, because the Star Luo Spirit Pearl could promote the condensation of a Soul Core.

The Immortal Spirit Fungus could make the balance of yin and yang especially stable, making it less likely for someone to suffer cultivation deviation while cultivating. It could also add a trace of immortal spirit energy to the body, reducing the difficulty of breaking through any bottleneck.

Shao Xin was a food-system Spirit Master. Before Oscar became a Title Douluo, it was said that no food-system Spirit Master had ever become a Title Douluo.

With the Immortal Spirit Fungus, Old Shao could also attempt to become a Title Douluo. Flender did not want any of his old brothers to be left behind.

The Purple Immortal Ganoderma could enhance any Spirit Master's potential. It was a precious treasure for strengthening one's foundation and nourishing one's essence, capable of repairing any injuries suffered during cultivation and toughening the body.

Originally, the Immortal Herb Flender had planned to give his only current disciple was the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. In theory, this Immortal Herb should have possessed powerful fire attributes and been extremely suitable for Qin Ming's Martial Soul, the Blazing Gray Wolf.

But in truth, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower was fundamentally a pure-yang tonic herb. After consuming it, one's Soul Power could increase greatly, while it could also remove impurities and purify flames.

Considering that Qin Ming's Martial Soul leaned toward mutation, as ordinary wolf Martial Souls were mostly icy in nature while the Blazing Gray Wolf was a mutated fire-attribute wolf—

Flender ultimately chose to give this disciple the Purple Immortal Ganoderma, strengthening his foundation once more. Qin Ming himself had also followed Flender's example, taking the path of an agile, explosive close-combat fighter, and this Immortal Herb could better reinforce his body.

The three old brothers also sensed their craving for the Immortal Herbs before them in an instant. Their mouths opened and closed a few times before they swiftly put the herbs away and looked toward Flender. Everything went without saying.

"Teacher, this..."

Only Qin Ming hesitated. He had always valued repaying kindness, and he felt he could not bear such a great gift.

"Take it."

So Flender directly made the decision for him, picked up the Immortal Herb, packed it away, and handed it to Qin Ming.

"Digest and absorb it properly after taking it. Strive to let us proudly say in the future that we raised a Title Douluo."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Qin Ming accepted it with tears welling in his eyes, silently resolving to work even harder in the future.

Zhao Wuji carefully placed the box against his chest, feeling its weight. He patted it reassuringly, but then suddenly thought of something and shifted his gaze.

"Hey, old miser, what about you? Don't tell me you're secretly not taking one while giving them to us?"

At his words, several gazes turned toward Flender again. If Flender had squeezed these out from between his teeth to give them gifts, they would absolutely not accept them.

"Don't worry." Flender took out a box and shook it before them. "How could I forget my own share? Do you really think I'm here to do charity?"

"Then it's fine~" Only then did they nod in relief. It was good that everyone had one.

Flender laughed inwardly. Giving these things to you lot had not been in vain after all.

"Alright, the techniques have been given, the treasures have been given, and I can't be bothered to say much more. We'll leave it at that."

"Qin Ming, and Zhao, I took the children through a full day of lessons today. I've written down what we did and the teaching journal. Take a look, then it'll be your turn to teach. Remember to write your reports as well. They don't need to be exhaustive, but you must write down what you taught, your assessment of those boys, and your expectations for them.

"I'll observe you for a few days. Once things are on track, I'll enter seclusion. Now that I have these treasures, I can't just stare at them.

"You as well. Discuss it among yourselves and find time to consume and absorb them. Don't waste them for nothing."

After giving a few final reminders, Flender waited until everyone nodded in agreement before leaving.

They were all adults and knew how to handle things properly. He only needed to offer guidance.

After Flender left, the few of them looked at one another, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"That old miser... he's getting harder and harder to understand, but he truly makes people feel at ease."

Zhao Wuji sighed. That he, the Immovable Bright King, could place such trust in someone was something he could never have imagined in the past.

"Yeah, yeah."

Lu Qibin also sighed. When Flender had first found him, he had never imagined that he would find a sense of belonging like home.

"Teachers, let's work hard together. One day, I'll stand alongside you."

Qin Ming clenched his fists and spoke softly, so quietly that almost only he could hear himself.

"Hm? Qin Ming, what did you say?"

"Ah, nothing. It's just... Teacher Zhao, do you know how to write a teaching journal?"

"..."

Zhao Wuji froze, cold sweat suddenly pouring down his face. Oh no—when had he last held a pen?