Distributing Immortal Herbs, Ghostly Reaches Rank Ninety

The following morning.

Spirit City, Pope Palace, conference hall.

Seven figures sat quietly on either side of the long table, the atmosphere solemn and dignified.

At that moment, the heavy doors slowly opened, and two figures entered.

The man in front wore the Pope's robes, a Pope Crown upon his head and a Pope Scepter in his hand. His brows exuded imposing dignity. He was none other than Pope Qian Xunji.

Half a step behind him stood Falling Devil Douluo, who had only recently been promoted to a worship elder.

Upon seeing the Pope arrive, all seven rose to their feet and respectfully bowed. "Greetings, Your Holiness!"

"Sit." Qian Xunji nodded slightly and walked straight to the head seat.

His gaze swept slowly across every face present, sharp as lightning.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts faintly tense. Clearly, none of them knew why this meeting had been called.

Qian Xunji spoke slowly. "I summoned you here today because a great opportunity has arisen. I know that all of you are utterly loyal to Spirit Hall. However, this matter is of great importance. I need you to swear upon your Martial Souls that you will never reveal what happens here today."

The seven figures' expressions changed drastically.

They exchanged glances, their faces grave yet unable to conceal their anticipation.

For His Holiness to treat this matter so seriously, even demanding Martial Soul oaths—just how heaven-defying was this opportunity?

Before long, seven oaths rang out in succession.

Qian Xunji nodded slightly, then glanced toward Falling Devil Douluo and signaled with his eyes.

Falling Devil Douluo slowly rose and began explaining the matter of the Immortal Herbs.

A moment later, Falling Devil Douluo's voice abruptly stopped, and the hall fell into deathly silence.

"Very well." Qian Xunji took out an exquisite Soul Tool and removed eight jade boxes, arranging them in a row.

He opened them one by one and introduced each herb.

After a moment, Qian Xunji picked up one jade box and looked at Gui Mei. "Gui Mei, this Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower is yours."

Gui Mei accepted the jade box. His voice was hoarse, yet it could not suppress his overwhelming ecstasy. "Thank you, Your Holiness!"

Qian Xunji shook his head slightly and said majestically, "You should not thank me. Remember, these Immortal Herbs were discovered by my disciple, Su Mo. Once he returns from his training, I will establish him as the Holy Son. When he succeeds me as Pope in the future, you must do everything in your power to assist him. Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded in agreement without the slightest objection.

Although several of them did not know Su Mo, anyone whom His Holiness had accepted as a disciple and designated as his successor had to be an extraordinary genius.

What was more, Su Mo had given them such an immense opportunity.

"Very well, let us continue." Qian Xunji picked up the second jade box and handed it to a young man. "Elder Light Feather, this Cold Jade Ghost Orchid is yours."

The young man was Light Feather Douluo, a future worship elder. Though he looked like a youth, he was already quite old and was currently a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo.

"Thank you, Your Holiness!" Light Feather accepted it with both hands. It felt icy to the touch, and a clear chill spread from his palms through his entire body, making his spirits rise.

After taking this Immortal Herb, perhaps he would soon join the ranks of the worship elders.

Qian Xunji continued distributing the herbs.

"Ci Xue, the Snowy Swan Kiss is yours. You must be careful—refine it leaf by leaf, lest its toxins grow too strong and become impossible to control, ultimately backfiring on you."

Ci Xue accepted the jade box and said excitedly, "Yes, Your Holiness."

His Martial Soul had always grown by devouring toxins. This Immortal Herb, capable of strengthening poison, seemed tailor-made for him.

"And this Aromatic Silk Beauty." Qian Xunji handed over another jade box. "I will entrust it to you for now, so you can conveniently research even more potent poisons."

Ci Xue accepted it again.

"She Long, Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma."

"Ghost Leopard, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid."

"Demon Bear, Burning Heaven Red Flame Ganoderma."

"Ling Yuan." Qian Xunji took out the final jade box. "This is the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone."

Ling Yuan accepted it excitedly with both hands.

Qian Xunji's gaze lingered on her face for an instant.

His father had recently been urging him to start a family. Ling Yuan, standing before him, possessed both outstanding talent and beauty. Now that she had obtained an Immortal Herb, her future achievements would be even more boundless. Perhaps she would be a good choice.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze, because now was not the time to think about such things.

In only a short while, the Immortal Herbs had all been distributed. Only the Aromatic Silk Beauty remained, and no suitable recipient had yet been found.

Qian Xunji leaned back against his chair, calmly watching the excited crowd.

Although some of the Immortal Herbs were not perfectly suited to them, they could still help increase their strength and potential.

The first reason he had chosen these people was that, aside from Su Mo and Bibi Dong, the younger generation truly lacked anyone with exceptional talent.

The second was that Su Mo had told Falling Devil Douluo that Immortal Herbs could grow again in the future. There was no need to conserve them; strengthening Spirit Hall was what mattered most.

Thus, he had chosen to help these older figures, who possessed the potential to become Titled Douluo, rise to an even higher level.

"Go back and refine them now, lest the medicinal effects dissipate." Qian Xunji waved his hand.

The seven bowed once more, then filed out and hurried toward their respective residences.

Their steps were far lighter than when they had arrived, and fiery light burned in all their eyes.

Three days later.

Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Three figures descended from the sky and landed at the bottom of the valley.

They were Falling Devil Douluo, Gui Mei, and Ci Xue.

Gui Mei had already broken through rank ninety and needed only a Spirit Ring to officially enter the realm of Titled Douluo. However, before he could hunt for one, Qian Xunji had sent him here.

Gui Mei would take on the responsibility of maintaining secret communications in the future. His movements were elusive, appearing and vanishing without a trace. No one was more suited to this task than him.

Moreover, he and Yue Guan possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Only by keeping the two together could they exert their greatest power.

As for Ci Xue, he had yet to fully refine the Snowy Swan Kiss and was still only a Spirit Douluo.

"Old Ghost!"

At that moment, a delighted voice suddenly rang out.

Yue Guan, who had been bent over tending the flowers in the field, abruptly straightened and tossed aside the tools in his hands.

As though he had seen a lover from whom he had long been separated, he ran over with wild joy written across his face and quickly arrived before the three.

"Chrysanthemum Guan," Gui Mei said hoarsely.

"Old Ghost, why are you here?" Yue Guan looked Gui Mei over from head to toe, then suddenly widened his eyes. "Huh? You... you broke through?!"

Gui Mei nodded slightly. "His Holiness sent me here. I will be coordinating with you. I also received an Immortal Herb, which allowed me to break through."

"That's wonderful, Old Ghost." Yue Guan said excitedly, "Right, don't rush to hunt for a Spirit Ring yet. We'll go together when the time comes, with Elder Golden Crocodile helping us."

"Elder Golden Crocodile?" Gui Mei asked in surprise.

"Yes."

The two continued exchanging pleasantries...

Falling Devil Douluo and Ci Xue merely glanced at them and said nothing.

Who in Spirit Hall did not know that Yue Guan and Gui Mei were so close they could practically wear the same pair of pants?

"Ci Xue." Falling Devil Douluo ordered in a deep voice, "From now on, the defenses here are your responsibility. Set up a poison formation first, then reinforce it regularly."

"Yes, Elder Falling Devil." Ci Xue bowed slightly. With a flash, he shot toward the poisonous miasma at the perimeter.