Depart for the Extreme North!

Seeing Qin Yun return, Tang San's eyes lit up instantly, filled with reliance and closeness. He stepped forward, his voice laced with concern.

"Brother Yun, where have you been these past few days? I... Xiao Wu and the others have been very worried about you."

!!!

Don't pause so dramatically when you speak; it gives people a fright. I almost thought you were from Chengdu...

Wait, the Tang Sect seems to be located in the Sichuan-Chongqing region, which means Tang San might actually have a talent for that sort of thing?

[The Overbearing God King Falls for Me? No way! This isn't a BL novel!]

Tang San: "Brother Yun, do you know? Thanks to our efforts over these past few days, it's not just Xiao Chenyu and that group of self-funded students who have been beaten into submission."

"Even the academy's leadership, after seeing our results, agreed to the Student Union's previous proposal and approved a classroom for our daily activities."

"Once this batch of students graduates, we just need to recruit them, and the foundation of our Tang Sect will be completely established!"

Ever since the Dragon God died, the path to godhood on the Douluo Continent has basically relied on faith.

However, if one breaks it down, it can be divided into inheriting a god position or creating one's own.

Although both are inevitably subject to restrictions after ascending to the God Realm, the former clearly faces greater limitations.

If one has a choice, it is better to bypass these two types of restrictions and cultivate into a god; that would undoubtedly be freer.

Whether it is creating a god position, gathering cultivation resources for oneself, or changing the abstract status quo of the Douluo Continent, manpower is always essential.

Therefore, Qin Yun was quite invested in the concept of the Student Union.

It was just that he had been too busy to get around to it before.

He hadn't expected that while he was away, Tang San would handle these trivial matters for him.

Patting Tang San on the shoulder and looking at the youth who trusted him completely, Qin Yun said with a gentle expression.

"I went out these past few days, actually, for your sake!"

Tang San was slightly stunned: "For me?"

"That's right." Qin Yun nodded, his tone calm yet highly convincing.

"I mentioned before that your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is extraordinary, especially after absorbing the Solitary Bamboo Martial Soul, which caused your Martial Soul to undergo a subtle evolution. So, I visited a senior and learned some knowledge about the evolution of plant-type Martial Souls from him."

"Don't worry, Little San. As long as you follow my theory, your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul will definitely be able to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor in the future!"

"Brother Yun..."

[Tang God King favorability +1, 77/100!]

Don't make that expression, you jerk. Sometimes I really do misunderstand.

Actually, the matter is quite simple.

The Douluo Continent has tribal suppression.

In short, a tribe can only have one emperor at a time.

For example, Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, and Tang San's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor.

As long as the emperor is alive, it is very difficult for a new emperor to be born within the tribe.

This is also the reason why those Blue Silver Kings could never take that final step.

And now, since Qin Yun had "stewed" the Blue Silver Emperor, that suppression had naturally vanished.

He didn't even need any theoretical knowledge; as long as Tang San absorbed plant-type soul rings step by step, with his talent, his Blue Silver Grass would evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor within four or five soul rings at most.

Of course, that was the truth, but when it came to saying it...

Qin Yun couldn't exactly tell Tang San that he had gone to Holy Soul Village, killed his father, and robbed his mother's grave, could he?

"I was too impulsive back then. If I had let Tang San drink a bowl of chicken soup, maybe his Martial Soul would have finished evolving right then and there."

The deed was done, and there was no use in regretting it; he could only compensate in other ways.

Thinking of this, a thought crossed his mind. He took a Soul Bone out of his storage ring and placed it into Tang San's hands.

Having had previous experience, Tang San naturally knew what this was.

It was precisely because he knew that he didn't know what to say.

"Brother Yun, this is..."

"A 12,000-year-old right leg bone, born from a plant-type soul beast. It can replenish your origin and might even grant you a life-type soul skill."

"It's the harvest from this trip, a gift I specifically saved for you. Remember to absorb it quickly!"

Tang San: "..."

I knew it! I am the child the Sect Master loves most!

What's a 5,000-year-old soul bone to Wang Sheng? Mine is 12,000 years old!

"Brother Yun, no, this is too precious. I can't take it; you should absorb it instead."

"You are the Tang Sect Master; among us, you are the one who most needs to grow stronger quickly."

"Giving the Soul Bone to me is a bit of a waste!"

Although he was still somewhat reluctant, his eyes practically glued to the item.

Yet, compared to the bond he shared with Qin Yun, Tang San gritted his teeth and decided to give up the Soul Bone as promised.

"If I tell you to take it, then take it. Since you've joined the Tang Sect, I naturally have the responsibility to look after you all. As for me, anything will do; we can talk about it again when there's an opportunity later!"

[Tang God King favorability +2, 79/100!]

The effect was quite good; he would be able to draw a prize again very soon.

However, as the favorability increased, the difficulty clearly rose as well.

It seemed that surprises couldn't be given constantly; he still needed to space them out occasionally to keep Tang San moved.

After giving some simple instructions, eating a meal with Xiao Wu and the others following class, and packing his things, Qin Yun prepared to set off once more.

Under the guidance of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, he headed north, racing toward the most desolate, frigid, and dangerous forbidden zone on the Douluo Continent—the Extreme North!

According to what Huo Yuhao had said, his daily travel speed was about four hundred li, which was two hundred kilometers.

At that pace, it took a full ten days to travel from Shrek Academy to reach the Extreme North.

Although his own physical fitness far exceeded that of Huo Yuhao at the time, because he lacked Soul Tools and could not afford the luxury of using Soul Bone skills to fly, his actual travel efficiency was not much faster.

It wasn't until around the eighth day that Qin Yun finally saw the glaciers and snow-capped mountains in the distance!

The further north he traveled, the more desolate and drastic the landscape became.

Once he left human territory, vegetation vanished entirely, and the green mountains and clear waters disappeared, replaced by an endless, frozen wasteland.

The cold wind roared like blades year-round, the biting, extreme chill piercing through flesh and blood to freeze one's soul power.

An ordinary soul master, such as a Soul Grand Master like Gangzi, would suffer from hypothermia within half a day of stepping foot here.

Let alone venturing deep into the Extreme North.

Following the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's reminder, he took off his outer clothes at the perimeter, put on the Sky Dream Molt like thermal underwear, and then layered his clothes back on top.

I have to say, this thing was truly useful.

With just this simple layer, not only was his own aura concealed, making it difficult for ordinary soul beasts to detect him, but under the protection of the Sky Dream Molt, the surrounding cold could hardly harm him.

"It really is a good item, but how much further are we from the destination?"

"Big Brother, we are still only on the outskirts of the Extreme North. At our current speed, I'm afraid it will take another day or two to reach our destination!"