Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma for Dugu Bo, Refining Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew? A Surge in Spiritual Power!

"Ninety-eighth level..."

Hearing Huang Yan say this, Azure Luan Douluo's breathing immediately grew heavy as he stared at the crystalline Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid before him.

Even though he had cultivated in seclusion at the Worship Hall for decades and his resolve was already as firm as stone—

At this moment, his heart still pounded like a drum, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement.

This was an opportunity to break through to the ninety-eighth level!

"Yan, do you know what reaching the ninety-eighth level truly means?"

Azure Luan Douluo took a deep breath. His gaze burned as he looked at Huang Yan, unable to conceal the turbulent emotions in his voice.

"Looking across the entire Douluo Continent today—

Other than Tang Chen, who vanished decades ago; Bo Saixi, the High Priestess of Sea God Island; and Grand Worship Qian Daoliu, those three Limit Douluo...

The strongest person is merely Golden Crocodile Douluo at the ninety-eighth level!"

Dugu Bo, listening from the side, felt his scalp go numb and did not even dare breathe too loudly.

Every one of those names was a living legend on the Douluo Continent.

Azure Luan Douluo tightly gripped the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid. An unprecedented radiance burst from his eyes as he laughed boldly.

"As long as I can use this to cross this threshold and break through to the ninety-eighth level—

I will truly join the ranks of the strongest in the second tier of the Douluo Continent!

Then, aside from those three, I will fear no one!"

"Teacher's foundation is profound. Breaking through to the ninety-eighth level was bound to happen naturally; this Immortal Herb is merely icing on the cake."

Huang Yan smiled faintly and stepped back half a pace.

"There is no time to lose. Teacher, absorb it in peace now."

"Good!"

Azure Luan Douluo did not waste another word. He immediately sat cross-legged and placed the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid into his mouth.

"Dugu Bo, guard me well!

If anything goes wrong, I will hold you accountable!"

"Rest assured, Third Offering!"

Dugu Bo immediately straightened his back and gave his solemn assurance.

"As long as I still draw breath, I will not let anyone disturb your refinement of the Immortal Herb!"

Azure Luan Douluo closed his eyes. A soft halo quickly appeared around him as he entered a deep state of refinement.

Watching this, Dugu Bo felt a complicated mix of emotions. He could not help walking over to Huang Yan and sighing softly.

"Young Master, I have finally come to understand."

"Oh?"

Huang Yan looked at Dugu Bo with interest.

"What has Elder Dugu come to understand?"

Dugu Bo gave a bitter smile and said frankly,

"The Douluo Continent has always been a world where the strong prey on the weak.

You have taken the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and the Immortal Herbs filling this garden. I accept my loss.

But because of that, I have realized just how wasteful I was before.

If Young Master and Third Offering had not come, even if I guarded this treasure ground for the rest of my life, I would never have known the true uses of these Immortal Herbs.

I remained here only because this extreme environment helped suppress the backlash of the toxins within me."

Huang Yan chuckled.

"It is not too late for you to see that now."

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, a trace of shrewdness and relief flashing through his eyes.

"Compared to a garden full of Immortal Herbs that cannot be taken away, Young Master helping our Dugu family completely escape the threat of Jade Phosphor Snake venom is the truly priceless treasure!

Besides..."

Dugu Bo glanced at Azure Luan Douluo, who was in the midst of his breakthrough, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of excitement.

"Since Yan Yan and I have joined Spirit Hall, we naturally belong to Third Offering's faction.

Once Third Offering breaks through to the ninety-eighth level, he will have the strength to contend with Second Offering Golden Crocodile Douluo within Spirit Hall!

With such a towering tree sheltering us, along with Young Master's favor, the treatment my granddaughter and I receive in the future certainly will not be poor.

Not only have I not lost out in this deal—I have profited greatly!"

The corners of Huang Yan's lips rose. He patted Dugu Bo's shoulder approvingly.

"Elder Dugu is a smart man.

Rest assured. Follow me and my teacher, and Spirit Hall will never mistreat you."

Huang Yan chuckled, his eyes full of approval.

"I like dealing with smart people. Everyone gets what they need, and it saves us a great deal of trouble in communication."

As he spoke, Huang Yan's gaze swept across the herb garden before quickly settling on several entirely purple ganoderma mushrooms in a corner.

They were Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma. Though they counted as top-grade medicinal herbs capable of strengthening one's foundation and nourishing one's vitality, they had ultimately not entered the ranks of Immortal Herbs.

Huang Yan naturally did not feel the slightest regret about using them to win people over.

He walked forward, casually plucked a Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, and directly tossed it to Dugu Bo.

"Since Elder Dugu is so sensible, I cannot let you call me Young Master for nothing.

Though this Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma has not reached the rank of an Immortal Herb, it is still a rare top-grade spiritual medicine in this world and will greatly benefit your cultivation.

Take it as your reward."

Dugu Bo caught it in a fluster. Sensing the rich and pure medicinal power contained within the ganoderma, he was instantly overjoyed and repeatedly clasped his hands.

"Thank you for your reward, Young Master!

I will surely serve with all my heart and strength and never disappoint Young Master's cultivation!"

Huang Yan waved his hand and turned toward another peculiar Immortal Herb.

It resembled a peony, yet had no leaves. Its entire body emitted a faint golden light.

Most remarkably, the center of its flower seemed to cradle a crystalline droplet of dew.

"Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew..."

Huang Yan carefully plucked it, a trace of anticipation flashing through his eyes.

"Young Master, what use does this Immortal Herb have?"

Shui Bing'er stood behind Huang Yan and asked curiously.

"This Immortal Herb does not cultivate Soul Power. It specializes in cultivating spiritual power."

Huang Yan looked at the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew in his hand, confidence curving his lips.

"After absorbing it, my Mental Power will improve greatly.

The stronger my Mental Power, the stronger the soul tremors I can endure, and the upper limit of the age of the soul rings I can absorb will rise accordingly.

With it laying the foundation, once we reach the Star Dou Great Forest, I will be able to easily obtain a sixth soul ring over eighty thousand years old!"

Huang Yan said no more. He immediately sat cross-legged, dripped the crystalline dew into his mouth, closed his eyes, and entered a cultivation state.

On the other side, Azure Luan Douluo's attempt to break through the bottleneck of the ninety-eighth level was far from easy. The energy and time required were both enormous.

Therefore, although Huang Yan began refining his Immortal Herb later, he actually finished before Azure Luan Douluo.

After a while.

An invisible spiritual fluctuation suddenly spread from Huang Yan's body, shaking the surrounding air into ripples.

Huang Yan slowly opened his eyes. A soul-stirring golden gleam flashed through their depths.

"Congratulations, Young Master!"

Sensing that heart-palpitating spiritual pressure, Dugu Bo was secretly alarmed and hurriedly stepped forward to offer his congratulations.

"Young Master's Mental Power has likely already far surpassed that of Soul Masters at the same rank, hasn't it?"

Shui Bing'er also came closer, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment.

"Brother Yan, what realm has your Mental Power reached now?

Just now, I felt... as if I were facing a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse."

Huang Yan rose to his feet. Feeling the unprecedented clarity within his mind, he smiled in satisfaction.

"Bing'er's senses are sharp.

Because I possess Twin Martial Souls, my Mental Power was already much stronger than that of Soul Masters at the same rank.

Before refining this Immortal Herb, although my Soul Power was only at level sixty, my Mental Power had already reached the level of a high-ranking Soul Saint."