Shrouding the Heavens Descends to a Lower Dimension! Top-Tier Immortal Herb, Gifted to Bibi Dong!

Qian Renxue looked at the character "Xue" and her pretty face flushed slightly.

This guy, who gave him permission to call her so intimately?

So impudent.

She continued reading.

The letter simply mentioned a few things about his recent life, assured her he was safe, and urged her to be careful in the Heaven Dou Empire and not to push herself too hard.

Although they were just mundane words, Qian Renxue felt a warmth spreading through her heart.

In this cold, foreign land filled with conspiracies, this bit of care from "home" was enough to make her lower all her defenses.

However, when she saw the last line of the letter.

Qian Renxue froze completely.

Two lines of poetry were written there, which did not seem to follow the literary style of the Douluo Continent, yet they exuded a bone-deep tenderness:

"The exquisite dice hold red beans, do you know of this bone-deep longing?"

Boom!

Qian Renxue felt a rush of heat surge straight to her head, and her originally fair cheeks turned as red as a ripe apple in an instant.

Her hand holding the letter paper trembled slightly.

"This... this scoundrel!"

"What is he writing about!"

"What bone-deep longing... who... who is longing for him!"

Qian Renxue bit her red lip, her eyes shimmering with waves of emotion, appearing both shy and annoyed, yet hiding a trace of sweetness she herself had not even noticed.

Where did this guy learn such embarrassing words?

He must have been up to no good!

Qian Renxue rolled over on the couch and buried her head in the quilt. After a while, she couldn't help but poke her head out, pick up the letter, and read those two lines of poetry over and over again.

In the end, she couldn't suppress a beautiful smile from tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Hmph, seeing as you're so good with words, I won't hold your offense against you this time."

She carefully folded the letter and tucked it into the most hidden corner of her Soul Tool.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

Qian Renxue gazed at the full moon, and the exhaustion in her eyes vanished.

"Lin Qiu, you just wait."

"Once I complete the plan and take down the Heaven Dou Empire, see how I deal with you when I get back."

Although Qian Renxue said this with her mouth, her actions betrayed her true feelings.

She took an object out of her Soul Tool; it was a feather that shimmered with flowing light, about the length of a palm, radiating seven-colored brilliance throughout.

As soon as it was taken out, the temperature in the entire inner chamber felt as if it were bathed in a spring breeze.

What kind of keen eye did Qian Renxue have?

The sacred aura flowing on this feather was actually several times purer than the Angelic Soul Power within her own body.

Just by holding it in her hand, she felt the long-stagnant bottleneck of her Soul Power showing signs of loosening.

The meridians throughout her body felt incredibly comfortable, and the fatigue accumulated from days of handling government affairs vanished in an instant.

"This is nowhere near something picked up by the roadside."

Qian Renxue gripped the Seven-Colored Feather tightly; this was clearly a true feather from some top-tier Soul Beast, or perhaps even a legendary divine beast.

Such a precious treasure, if placed in the outside world, would likely have Title Douluo fighting to the death for it, yet he had given it to her so casually.

"Fool."

Qian Renxue cursed softly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

This feather could not only assist in cultivation, but it also represented that the person thousands of miles away was thinking of her at every moment.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the image of that young man involuntarily appeared in her mind.

When they parted years ago, he was still just a half-grown child. Now, several years had passed, and he had caused such a stir; he must have grown much taller, and perhaps even more handsome, right?

"Those two lines of poetry..."

Qian Renxue felt her cheeks burning again. She pressed the feather against her heart, feeling its warm, gentle power, and in the cold night, she felt a sense of anticipation she had never experienced before.

She anticipated that figure in white breaking through the wind and snow to appear before the gates of the Crown Prince Mansion.

A few days later, Martial Soul City.

Inside a quiet garden behind the Pope Palace.

This place was a forbidden area of the Pope, and apart from Lin Qiu, even the elders of the Elder Hall were not allowed to step inside at will.

Lin Qiu sat cross-legged atop a bluestone, golden light flickering faintly around his body; as he inhaled and exhaled, the surrounding flowers and grasses swayed in rhythm with his breath.

Bibi Dong sat at a stone table nearby, though she held a scroll of official documents in her hand, her gaze remained fixed on Lin Qiu, her eyes filled with tenderness and gratification.

Ever since the day Lin Qiu fused with the Supreme Bone and underwent his Martial Soul Evolution.

She had pushed aside all unnecessary worldly affairs, making sure to set aside half a day every single day to personally accompany Lin Qiu in his cultivation, fearing that his foundation might be unstable or that some mishap might occur.

A moment later, Lin Qiu slowly withdrew his energy, exhaling a breath of turbid air that shot out like a sharp arrow for several meters, gouging a deep pit into the ground.

"Qiu'er, how do you feel?" Bibi Dong set down the document and asked in a soft voice.

Lin Qiu stood up, brushed the dust from his hem, walked to Bibi Dong's side, and naturally poured her a cup of tea.

"Stabilizing my realm over these past few days, I have completely adapted to this new power. I must thank Mother for guarding me all this time."

Bibi Dong took the teacup and cast him a reproachful look.

"Why are you being so polite with your mother?"

Lin Qiu smiled but did not respond; instead, he flipped his palm, and a pitch-black jade box radiating a faint, chilling aura appeared in his hand.

The moment the jade box appeared, the once-warm garden felt as if it had plummeted into an ice cellar, and the vibrant flowers nearby instantly withered slightly under the erosion of the cold air.

Bibi Dong's expression changed, and she nearly lost her grip on the teacup.

"What is this? Such an astonishingly frigid aura!"

As a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, both of which were Spider Emperors—inherently the most yin and evil of entities—she found herself facing this jade box.

The martial souls within her body began to stir uncontrollably; it was a craving that originated from the depths of her soul, or perhaps even... a ravenous hunger.

Lin Qiu pushed the jade box toward Bibi Dong.

"This is something I obtained by chance in a forbidden zone during that trial.

Seeing that it possesses an extremely heavy yin aura yet contains incredibly pure soul power, I thought it would be of great benefit to Mother's cultivation."

Lin Qiu lied without changing his expression.

In reality, this was the "Extreme Yin Soul Flower" gifted by the system during his check-in two days ago.

According to the system's judgment, this was merely a common medicinal herb from the Shrouding Heavens World that grew in places of extreme yin; it was hardly a rare treasure, at most intended for low-level cultivators to temper their bodies.

But in the Douluo Continent, the grade of this item was enough to instantly crush any so-called "Immortal Herb."

Bibi Dong's hands trembled as she slowly opened the jade box.

Hum!

A beam of black light shot into the sky.

Inside the box lay a flower, pitch-black from stem to petal, shaped like a ghostly face.

Upon its petals, it seemed as though countless vengeful spirits were wailing, yet they were forcibly suppressed by a divine power and converted into the purest soul energy.

Just by inhaling a wisp of the escaping fragrance, Bibi Dong felt the bottleneck of the Rakshasa God trials that had plagued her for years loosen ever so slightly.

"This..."

Bibi Dong suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes wide as she stared at Lin Qiu.

"Qiu'er, this item is too precious! I fear this is even beyond the legendary immortal-grade herbs; you should keep it for your own use..."