Tang San saw Qin Yun return, and his eyes instantly lit up with a glow of dependence and affection. He stepped forward, his voice filled with concern.
"Brother Yun, where have you been these past few days? I... Xiao Wu and the others have been so worried about you."
!!!
Don't gasp so much when you talk. You nearly scared me half to death. I thought you were from Chengdu...
Wait, the Tang Sect seemed to be in the Sichuan-Chongqing region. So Tang San really did have that kind of talent?
[The Tyrannical God King Falls in Love with Me? No way! This isn't some BL novel!]
Tang San: "Brother Yun, do you know? After all our efforts these past few days, not only have we beaten those self-funded students like Xiao Chenyu into submission,
even the academy's leaders agreed to the Student Union's proposal after seeing our results. They've also assigned us a classroom for our regular activities.
Once this batch of students graduates, we'll just have to bring them in, and the foundations of our Tang Sect will finally be firmly established!"
Ever since the Dragon God died, the path to godhood on the Douluo Continent had mostly relied on faith.
To be more specific, though, there were two paths: inheriting a godhood or creating one's own.
Although both inevitably came with restrictions after ascending to the Divine Realm, the former was clearly more restrictive.
If one had a choice, it was better to avoid both kinds of restrictions and cultivate one's way to godhood. That would undoubtedly offer more freedom.
Whether it was creating one's own godhood, gathering resources for cultivation, or changing the Douluo Continent's absurd status quo, there was no getting around the need for manpower.
So Qin Yun had taken the idea of a Student Union fairly seriously.
It was just that he'd been too busy to get around to it.
Unexpectedly, while he was away, Tang San had taken care of the troublesome details for him.
Patting Tang San on the shoulder, Qin Yun looked at the young man who trusted him completely and spoke gently.
"I was away these past few days for your sake!"
Tang San paused. "For my sake?"
"Exactly." Qin Yun nodded, his tone calm yet convincing.
"I told you before that your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was extraordinary, Xiao San. It seemed to evolve after absorbing the Solitary Bamboo Martial Soul, so I visited a senior and learned a little about the evolution of Plant-type Martial Souls.
"Don't worry, Xiao San. If you follow my theory, your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul will definitely evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor one day!"
"Brother Yun..."
[God King Tang's Favorability +1, 77/100!]
Don't look at me like that, you bastard. Sometimes I really might get the wrong idea.
Actually, it was pretty simple.
There was such a thing as clan suppression on the Douluo Continent.
In short, only one ruler could exist in any given clan.
For example, Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor and Tang San's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor.
As long as the ruler remained alive, it was difficult for a new one to emerge from the clan.
That was why those Blue Silver Kings had never been able to advance any further.
Now that Qin Yun had stewed the Blue Silver Emperor, that suppression had naturally vanished.
He didn't even need any so-called theoretical knowledge. Tang San just had to absorb Plant-type Soul Rings step by step, and with his talent, his Blue Silver Grass could evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor after four or five Soul Rings at most.
Of course, that was indeed how it worked, but when explaining it...
Qin Yun couldn't very well tell Tang San that he'd gone to Holy Soul Village, killed his father, and robbed his mother's grave, could he?
"I was too impulsive back then. If I'd let Tang San drink a bowl of chicken soup, maybe his Martial Soul would have evolved right away."
It was too late to regret what he'd done. All he could do was make it up to Tang San in other ways.
With that thought, he willed a Soul Bone from his storage ring and handed it to Tang San.
Thanks to his previous experience, Tang San knew exactly what it was.
And it was precisely because he knew that he didn't know what to say.
"Brother Yun, this is..."
"A twelve-thousand-year-old right leg bone, born from a Plant-type Soul Beast. It can replenish some of your essence, and might even grant you a life-type Soul Skill.
"It was one of the spoils from this trip, and I kept it especially as a gift for you. Remember to absorb it soon!"
Tang San: "..."
I knew it! I'm the Sect Master's favorite after all!
What was Wang Sheng's five-thousand-year-old Soul Bone compared to this? Mine was twelve thousand years old!
"Brother Yun, no. This is far too valuable. I can't take it. You should absorb it instead.
"You're the Tang Sect Master. You're the one among us who most needs to grow stronger quickly.
"Giving the Soul Bone to me would be too much of a waste!"
Though he was still reluctant, his eyes practically glued to it, Tang San gritted his teeth and gave up the Soul Bone for Qin Yun's sake.
"Take it. Since you've joined the Tang Sect, it's my responsibility to look after you.
"As for me, I'll be fine. There'll be opportunities later!"
[God King Tang's Favorability +2, 79/100!]
That worked well. I'd soon be able to draw another reward.
Still, the higher his favorability got, the harder it was to raise.
Looks like I couldn't keep giving him surprises. I'd have to save them for occasional moments so Tang San would be moved.
After giving him a few simple instructions, Qin Yun took Xiao Wu and the others out for a meal after class. Once he'd packed his things, he prepared to set off again.
Guided by the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, he headed north, bound for the most desolate, frigid, and dangerous forbidden land on the Douluo Continent—the Extreme North!
According to Huo Yuhao, he could travel about four hundred li a day, or two hundred kilometers.
At that speed, it had taken him ten whole days to travel from Shrek Academy to the Extreme North.
Qin Yun's physical abilities far surpassed Huo Yuhao's at the time, but he lacked Soul Tools and couldn't extravagantly use a Soul Bone Skill to fly, so his traveling efficiency wasn't much better.
It was around the eighth day that Qin Yun finally saw glaciers and snow-capped mountains in the distance!
The farther north he went, the more desolate and radically changed the scenery became.
Once he left human territory, every trace of vegetation vanished. The green mountains and clear waters disappeared entirely, replaced by an endless frozen wasteland.
The wind howled like a blade all year round. The biting cold pierced flesh and froze Soul Power.
An ordinary Soul Master, such as a Soul Grandmaster like Gangzi, would suffer from hypothermia within half a day of entering this place.
And that was without even venturing into the Extreme North.
Following the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's instructions, Qin Yun took off his clothes at the outskirts and put on the Sky Dream Molt like long underwear, then pulled another layer of clothing over it.
He had to admit, the thing really was useful.
Just putting it on concealed his aura, making him difficult for ordinary Soul Beasts to detect.
And protected by the Sky Dream Molt, the cold around him could hardly hurt him either.
"This really is a good thing. But how much farther is it to our destination?"
"Big brother, we're only at the outskirts of the Extreme North.
"At our current speed, it'll probably take us another day or two to reach our destination!"
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