A Rabbit-Shaped Pillow, and the Chat Group Revealed Immortal Herbs!

Morning sunlight filtered through the broken windows of the Work-Study Student Dormitory.

Lin Qingmo was awakened by a warm touch.

Still half-asleep,

he only felt something soft holding him tightly.

A small leg was draped possessively over his waist.

It felt surprisingly heavy.

"Hmm?"

He rubbed his eyes.

Then looked down.

And froze on the spot.

Xiao Wu was curled up in his blankets.

Her head rested against his shoulder.

Tear tracks that had yet to dry still clung to her long eyelashes.

Her breathing was even.

She was sleeping soundly.

Apparently, she had rolled over from the neighboring bed sometime last night.

Then instinctively hugged him, treating him like a pillow.

Lin Qingmo: "..."

As a "decent gentleman" from Earth,

how could he possibly harbor improper thoughts toward a six-year-old girl?

Besides, she was such a timid rabbit.

He carefully pried open Xiao Wu's arms around his waist.

Then gently moved the little leg resting on him.

His movements were so light that he feared startling a butterfly into flight.

"Mm..."

Xiao Wu murmured,

turned over... and continued sleeping.

Her brows remained faintly furrowed.

As though she were having some sort of nightmare.

Lin Qingmo looked at the tear streaks on her face.

He muttered to himself,

"What's going on with this girl? Why was she crying?"

But he did not dwell on it.

He quietly got up and folded the blankets.

Then he tiptoed out of the dormitory to wash up.

As a Work-Study Student, he had to complete the tasks assigned by the Academy every day in exchange for food and lodging.

Lin Qingmo had been assigned to clean the Academy's Library.

It was boring,

but at least it was peaceful.

As he swept the floor, he pondered his talent problem.

Level Four Innate Soul Power.

A useless Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

If he were not a protagonist like Tang San, this setup was practically a hell-difficulty start on the Douluo Continent.

Around noon,

Lin Qingmo finished his work, avoided the crowds, and ran to the small woods on the Academy's Back Mountain.

Few people came here.

It was a good place for meditation and cultivation.

He sat down cross-legged.

He circulated his Soul Power.

He tried to absorb the energy between heaven and earth.

Yet half an hour passed,

and the Soul Power within his body showed almost no sign of activity.

It did not budge at all.

Not even a ripple stirred.

"Ugh, having such trash talent isn't going to work."

Lin Qingmo let out a deep sigh.

He opened his eyes.

His face was full of helplessness.

At this cultivation speed,

forget taking off.

Even reaching Level Ten would probably take until who knew when.

"I have to find a way to improve my talent and Innate Soul Power."

Otherwise, whether he could even leave the beginner's village was a question.

Suddenly,

an idea flashed through his mind!

He recalled several settings from Douluo.

"Maybe these methods could work?"

He immediately pulled out the Chat Group Light Screen and eagerly @'d everyone.

[Daddy Douluo]: @All Members, I'm a piece of trash. My Innate Soul Power is low, and my Martial Soul is useless too!

The message had barely been sent

when Liu Erlong replied first.

There was a trace of teasing in her tone.

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Uh, insulting yourself for being trash? You're quite the talent, kid!

Inside Pope Palace in Spirit City,

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly.

A-Qing's talent truly was not very good.

But she did not want to see this little fellow from another world give up on himself.

Otherwise, how would she observe him?

[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing, are you giving up on yourself?

[Daddy Douluo]: Ahem, Imperial Sister, you misunderstood. How could I possibly give up on myself? Much less call myself trash!

[Daddy Douluo]: I'm a man who will become the Pope, command Spirit Hall, and have three thousand beauties at my side! How could I give up over such a trivial matter?!

Lin Qingmo's bold declaration made the atmosphere in the Chat Group turn somewhat strange.

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Three thousand beauties at your side?

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Hah, scumbag!

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: And you had the nerve to talk about Yu... Yu Xiaogang? You're no better yourself!

Liu Erlong had finally found an opportunity to clap back at him.

It felt great!

[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you are also the kind of person you condemn?

There was a barely noticeable scrutiny in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She wanted to see exactly what this little fellow intended to do.

[Daddy Douluo]: No, no, no!

[Daddy Douluo]: Imperial Sister, Sister Dragon, don't misunderstand me!

[Daddy Douluo]: What I meant by "having three thousand beauties at my side" wasn't what you think it meant.

[Daddy Douluo]: I only want to give all the women suffering in the world a warm home, so they will no longer be bullied. I'm a responsible good man, you know~ Hehe~

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Hehe, that sounds better than a song! Isn't it still just being fickle and promiscuous? Pah!

Liu Erlong rolled her eyes.

Clearly, she did not believe Lin Qingmo's nonsense.

[The Pope Herself]: Such a young child, yet already so glib.

[The Pope Herself]: Enough. Get to the point. What exactly are you trying to say?

Bibi Dong interrupted their bickering.

The increasingly natural conversation between the two made her feel rather pleased.

"A-Qing only needs one Elder Sister, and that is me..."

[Daddy Douluo]: Fine, fine. I'll stop joking around and get to the point.

[Daddy Douluo]: Besides the Blue Silver Grass Life Path I mentioned to you before, Imperial Sister, I've thought of several other ways to improve Innate Soul Power and talent.

[Daddy Douluo]: I wanted you two to help me assess them and see which one is more reliable.

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: ???

Liu Erlong was stunned!

She had carefully read through the Chat Group records of the Blue Silver Grass Life Path Lin Qingmo had mentioned before.

She had to admit that those ideas truly had their own merits.

They had even made her eyes light up.

And now, this little fellow had thought of other methods to improve talent.

Just how many strange ideas did he have?

Bibi Dong was interested as well.

She wanted to know what other startling claims A-Qing could make.

[The Pope Herself]: Go on. Perhaps I can help you consider it.

[Daddy Douluo]: Okay, then I'll start with the first method—Immortal Herbs!

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Immortal Herbs? Are they tasty?

[Daddy Douluo]: So-called Immortal Herbs are god-level plants that grow in certain hidden locations on the Douluo Continent.

[Daddy Douluo]: These Immortal Herbs contain immense energy. Not only can they improve a Soul Master's talent and Innate Soul Power, some can evolve Martial Souls, heal injuries, and some can even directly help people break through their realm!

[Daddy Douluo]: For example, "Lovesick Heartbreak Red," "Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng," and "Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew"... Getting any one of them would let me soar on the spot and max out my Innate Soul Power.

Lin Qingmo spoke without pause.

He listed all kinds of Immortal Herb names and effects he knew from Earth.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong in the Chat Group were completely shocked.

Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Such divine treasures actually exist in this world?"

They could improve talent, evolve Martial Souls, and break through realms!

If this was true...

A sharp gleam flickered in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Where could they be found?"

Blue Tyrant Academy.

Liu Erlong was equally dumbfounded.

She had lived for so many years.

She had traveled through countless places.

She had heard many strange tales as well.

Yet she had never heard of such divine herbs.

"Was what A-Qing said true, or had he made it all up himself?"