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Ling Yuan's words allowed Lin Chuan to breathe a slight sigh of relief, and he said nothing more.

Her lack of seriousness was not a one-time occurrence, and it was fortunate she hadn't said anything that would damage his aloof and cold temperament.

He was already clear on the conferment ceremony half a year from now.

His appearance and the granting of his status would undoubtedly attract the attention of the Upper Three Sects.

Dispatching personnel to protect him in secret was merely to prevent some faction from having a lapse in judgment and attempting to assassinate him.

The result would be: regardless of whether they succeeded or not, the consequence would be the annihilation of their sect.

No one dared to do something so foolish, especially during such a time of peace.

Ling Yuan's easygoing personality had already made Lin Chuan feel her genuine sincerity.

Having her protect him from the shadows was acceptable.

At the very least, compared to others, he had more interaction with Ling Yuan and could trust her; he would feel uncomfortable with anyone else.

After all, the agreement between the two of them was real.

At least, Ling Yuan viewed it as important and followed the rules well, so he would not ask for anything more.

In the future, he might only be able to make others in Martial Soul Hall submit through his own strength.

Or, he could cultivate subordinates he could trust to some extent.

In any case, there were many Immortal Herb.

Taking one or two to cultivate a couple of decent subordinates was something he could accept.

Lin Chuan could not fully trust anyone other than himself.

However, he was magnanimous; he would use good resources to cultivate subordinates, making them trust him in return.

He could not trust others, but he could trust himself.

The matter of cultivating a personal guard would have to be shelved for now; after all, this was something he had to handle personally, and now was not the time to waste.

Dismissing these extraneous thoughts, Lin Chuan walked to the corner of the courtyard, dug up the Blue Silver Emperor along with the surrounding soil, placed it into a flowerpot, and wrapped it up to take with him.

As for the Black Hoof Horse in the stable, he had found someone to help feed it, so there was no need to worry about it starving; he could return to ride it for a spin whenever he was free.

Leaving Suotuo City, he arrived in the wilderness.

Lin Chuan activated his hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Spirit Bone skill, wind rising beneath his feet, and once again took to the air, speeding toward Tiandou City.

Ling Yuan, following behind, was astonished when she saw this scene.

However, she quickly realized it was a Spirit Bone skill, and it no longer seemed strange.

It was normal, after all; many Spirit Bones possessed flight abilities, especially those from Spirit Beasts that could fly themselves, which had a higher probability of yielding flight skills.

She was simply curious as to why Lin Chuan would absorb a flight-type Spirit Bone.

Was it purely to obtain a somewhat lackluster flight ability?

But shouldn't that be inevitable sooner or later? She felt that with his talent, he would soon break through to become a Spirit Douluo.

A Spirit Douluo could fly for short periods just like her, and upon reaching the level of a Title Douluo, one could sense the heaven and earth and stand upon the air.

It was a waste of a powerful Spirit Bone skill.

For this reason, she could only tactfully express her regret.

And, she truly could not understand the thought process of the young man before her.

They flew intermittently for two days, covering a distance of over a thousand miles.

The rising bonfire left a bold and vivid mark in the dark night.

The firewood in the pit crackled from time to time, splashing sparks into the air.

Skewered on sharp wooden sticks planted beside the fire were pieces of rabbit meat with plump texture; grease dripped onto the ground along the crispy skin, the meat fibers distinct.

Lin Chuan lay sprawled on the open ground nearby.

His gaze rested on the boundless night sky, that azure galaxy resembling exquisite silk.

His entire being was comfortable and tranquil; his gentle brows paired with those deep, calm eyes created an ultimate sense of cold detachment.

Ling Yuan sat to one side, looking at the sizzling rabbit leg, her expression excited.

Lin Chuan had only just learned that Ling Yuan was a foodie.

She was also a seasoned eater who loved delicious food and couldn't help but make comparisons while tasting delicacies.

Yet, even after comparing, she would still eat it all.

Seeing that the rabbit leg seemed to be roasted to perfection, Ling Yuan couldn't wait to pick one up and take a bite.

Because they had left in such a hurry, neither of them had brought seasonings, but as she bit into the first piece of meat, the fresh, tender aroma echoed in her mouth, making her unable to help but exclaim:

"This rabbit meat is truly delicious."

Without adding anything, the pure, unadulterated rabbit fat and meat were incredibly fragrant.

The taste lingered on the tongue, making this the best meal he had enjoyed while braving the elements.

Watching her eat with such relish, Lin Chuan picked up a skewer and took a bite; it was indeed delicious.

"Where did you get this rabbit? It's so good, why haven't I eaten this before?"

Lin Chuan chewed on the roasted rabbit meat and, without a second thought, spoke the truth:

"This is a 100,000-year Soft Bone Charm Rabbit; it's certainly better than an ordinary rabbit."

Ordinary rabbits are called Soft Bone Rabbit, while the Soft Bone Charm Rabbit is a breed with a more noble bloodline, their eyes filled with affection, every expression capable of stirring the hearts of their kin.

The status of the Soft Bone Charm Rabbit in the rabbit world is like that of the devastatingly beautiful Daji.

Ling Yuan, who was still savoring the rabbit meat, heard Lin Chuan's answer of "100,000-year Soft Bone Charm Rabbit."

She let out a "pfft" and burst into laughter, her giggles ringing out like crisp bells, echoing through the forest.

"100,000-year Soft Bone Charm Rabbit, hee hee hee..."

Listening to her laughter, Lin Chuan ignored her.

There was no helping it; the facts were as stated. He told the truth because he was certain Ling Yuan would assume he was joking and therefore wouldn't believe him.

He didn't dwell on it, though; if she wanted to treat it as a joke, so be it. At any rate, he was full from this dinner.

After eating his fill, Lin Chuan leaned lazily against a tree trunk.

In his hand, he held the "Herb Encyclopedia" he had transcribed from the books belonging to Elder Chrysanthemum.

In his mind, he was calculating the precision of his entire plan.

His current location was a wild forest just over a hundred miles from Tiandou City.

The current priority was the opportunity at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Back when he first joined Martial Soul Hall, he had secretly studied herb knowledge in his spare time, specifically seeking out Elder Chrysanthemum to learn about the rarer varieties.

This was one of the reasons why the two of them had such a good relationship.

Elder Chrysanthemum had introduced him to many herbs, teaching him over and over again.

When it came to herb knowledge, he treated it as if he were facing a hoard of treasure.

During the training of the past few months.

In the midst of his medicinal baths, he had reviewed his herb knowledge once more.

Otherwise, when the time came to go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he would feel the helplessness of someone who had never touched English listening to an English test for the first time.

Now, he didn't have to worry about being a mere tourist at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The herb records he had transcribed included the Immortal Herb varieties found at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Lovesick Heartbreak Red, Aromatic Silk Beauty, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid...

The records inside were meticulous, allowing for one-to-one comparisons, including various characteristics and descriptions of their appearances.

After two days of traveling over a thousand miles, sleepiness gradually swept over his brain.

And so, with the sky as his quilt and the earth as his bed, Lin Chuan fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, a refreshed Lin Chuan made his way to the gates of Tiandou City.

However, a crowd was gathered at the city gate at this moment, creating a massive stir with intense discussions rising one after another.

Everyone was huddled here, their gazes mostly fixed on a piece of paper posted on the wall.

Lin Chuan curiously squeezed to the front, listening to a few rough discussions among the crowd:

"How many years has it been? That Tang Hao still hasn't died."

"I only found out recently, too; almost all the Martial Soul Hall branch halls in Fasinuo Province have been destroyed."

"I heard people describing how terrifying it was at the time—he suddenly smashed down with a hammer several hundred meters long, and one strike took out an entire hall."

"All the purple-robed deacons in the entire province were killed, and many people nearby were implicated. Only the white-robed and yellow-robed deacons who happened to be out on duty that day survived by luck; none of the others survived that hammer."

"Tsk tsk, this Tang Hao is truly a madman. Not only did he fall in love with a soul beast, but whenever something happens, he implicates us ordinary people."

"Even the Clear Sky Sect doesn't want such a person. If you ask me, he should have been beaten to death years ago during the pursuit by Martial Soul Hall."