Three Immortal Herbs? Go Get Ah Yin and the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone?

The meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

The main seat.

Xu Yu sat on the left in a grand, imposing manner, his python-embroidered robe fluttering despite the lack of wind.

Kong Yan sat on the right, her temperament gentle and elegant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Qian Renxue, and Zhao Lai stepped into the hall.

There was no show of force, nor any deliberate obstruction.

Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath and stepped forward two paces.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who stood below only one person in Martial Soul Hall but above ten thousand, a man even the Pope had to treat with deference.

At this moment, however, his expression was solemn as he bowed respectfully toward Xu Yu and Kong Yan at the head of the table:

"Martial Soul Hall, Golden Crocodile, greets the two of you."

This gesture had nothing to do with their opposing stances; it was purely about strength.

In the world of soul masters, the capable are teachers, and the strong are revered.

Outside the city earlier, Xu Yu had rendered him unable to move with nothing but his pressure, even giving him a sense of powerlessness akin to facing the Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu.

This absolute gap in strength, while making Golden Crocodile Douluo wary, also stirred a sense of pure awe within him.

Having cultivated to level 98, Golden Crocodile Douluo was a martial arts fanatic.

He admired the strong and hungered to explore the path to even greater power.

"Sit."

Xu Yu raised his hand slightly, gesturing toward the guest seats below, his words few and precious.

Once the three had taken their seats, a maid served hot tea.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not touch the teacup, his gaze remaining locked firmly on Xu Yu.

After a moment of silence, Golden Crocodile Douluo finally could not help but speak, his tone tinged with hesitation and inquiry:

"Your Excellency's strength is heaven-defying; I am in awe.

However... I have a doubt in my heart that I must voice."

Xu Yu lifted his teacup and took a light sip, his expression indifferent:

"Speak."

"I have lived for over a hundred years, and I consider myself to have seen countless brilliant talents across the continent, having crossed paths with many peers of my own rank."

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, seemingly organizing his thoughts or perhaps recalling the earlier battle:

"But before today, I had never seen soul masters like your party."

"Whether it was the gentleman who used poison, the one who transformed into the Black Bird, or... you yourself."

As he said this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice rose involuntarily, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"Your Soul Power Levels are clearly on par with ours, and the Black Bird gentleman's soul power is even slightly inferior to my own."

"Yet why...

Once we engage, whether it is the refinement of soul power, explosive force, or the application of martial souls.

Your side is able to exert a comprehensive suppression over us?"

This was the point Golden Crocodile Douluo could not fathom, and it was also what terrified him the most.

If it were merely a matter of higher levels, he could accept it.

But this ability to be invincible at the same level, or even to treat fighting above one's rank as easily as drinking water, simply shattered the common sense of the soul master world on the Douluo Continent!

Falling Devil Douluo, a peak level 96 Douluo, had been slaughtered by Wei Kurong like a child, without the slightest ability to fight back.

Where exactly did this gap lie?

Xu Zhao had not yet made his appearance, but hearing Golden Crocodile ask this, he could not help but feel curious himself.

In the original work, thousands of years later, the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent collided.

The Sun Moon Continent relied on Soul Tools to gain a significant advantage.

But in terms of martial soul cultivation, they were inferior to the Douluo Continent.

In the end, they were defeated.

But in this era.

Could the cultivation system of the Sun Moon Continent actually surpass that of the Douluo Continent in terms of martial soul practice?

Either a massive change occurred in the Sun Moon Continent over the next few thousand years, Xu Zhao speculated internally.

Or, it is the work of Buddha Tang, who ascended to godhood.

Hearing this question, Qian Renxue, standing to the side, also pricked up her ears, her hands hidden within her sleeves clenching slightly.

This was also the answer she most wanted to know.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yu set down the teacup in his hand.

Looking at the longing in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Xu Yu did not answer directly, but instead asked in return:

"Golden Crocodile, what do you think the strength of a soul master depends on?"

"Soul Power Level?

Soul ring age?

Or the number of spirit bones?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned and subconsciously replied:

"Isn't it?"

"Wrong, completely wrong."

Xu Yu shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of undisguised contempt, as if he were evaluating a group of children still playing in the mud:

"You rely too much on external objects and pursue superficial data too much."

"In our eyes, your so-called soul power is as flimsy as cotton.

Your development of martial souls is as crude as primitive men waving wooden clubs."

"At the same level ninety-eight, the density of a wisp of my soul power is more than ten times yours.

My comprehension of the rules is at a level you cannot even touch."

"When the gap in quality reaches a certain degree, the accumulation of quantity becomes meaningless."

Although Xu Yu's words were arrogant, they struck Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart like a heavy hammer.

Soul power density...

Comprehension of rules...

Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils contracted violently, as if he had grasped something, yet as if he had grasped nothing at all.

But he understood one thing.

The other party possessed a cultivation civilization far beyond the current system of Douluo Continent!

At this moment, Xu Yu was communicating with Xu Zhao via telepathy.

'Zhao'er, will saying it like this really work?'

Xu Yu felt a bit strange.

'Just keep up the act!'

Xu Zhao replied indifferently.

Bluffing the people from Martial Soul Hall and the two great empires now was the key to success.

Afterward, Xu Zhao planned to take his mom and dad to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

According to the current timeline, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had likely already been picked clean.

But the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was still useful to Xu Zhao.

Before leaving Douluo Continent.

Xu Zhao had scavenged a few immortal herbs.

They were the Ink Jade Divine Bamboo, the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, and a Blazing Ginseng King.

These three immortal herbs were of sufficient grade, but their age was insufficient.

If he took them to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to plant for a period of time, they would be ready to consume and refine.

Not being able to scavenge the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well made Xu Zhao quite regretful.

But there was no help for it; who told the system to arrive so late?

Besides these, there were many other top-grade medicinal herbs.

All of them could be taken to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for planting.

But the prerequisite was to deal with the trouble that was Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo was already acting like brothers with Tang San; it would be best if he could be recruited.

If not, he would have to be eliminated.

'According to what the system said, I can successfully awaken my third martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, by finding Su Yuntao.'

Xu Zhao thought to himself.

'Then I can let the Blue Silver Grass evolve into the Blue Silver King.

After that, I will go and devour the Blue Silver Emperor that grew back from the grass seeds left behind after Ah Yin's sacrifice, which Tang Hao hid in the cave behind the waterfall at the back of Holy Soul Village.'

Including that 100,000-year right leg bone, he could make use of it as well.

As for the six-piece spirit bone set, Xu Zhao was now only missing the right leg bone and the torso bone.

I'll go find the Blue Silver King again; if I can successfully evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor, that would be even better.

Judging by the system's typical behavior, after awakening my martial soul, it will probably be time to join an academy and then graduate.

With a few missions interspersed in between, I wonder how much of a reward I'll be able to obtain?

Although the Blue Silver Grass martial soul was of no use to Xu Zhao.

It was still better than having nothing at all.