Inside the Dragon Palace's main hall, the sacred nine-colored light gradually subsided.
As the last trace of Soul Power was absorbed into their bodies, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran opened their eyes almost simultaneously. An aura several times stronger than before emanated from their bodies, a qualitative leap.
"How is it?" Gu Tian smiled and stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the women.
"Level 23!" Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly, her delicate face filled with disbelief. "Brother Gu Tian, I feel that the meridians in my body have expanded more than twice, and my Soul Power has actually increased by three levels!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran nodded in agreement. Their situations were exactly the same. Not only were they able to break through the bottleneck of level 20 instantly, but they also advanced three levels with their profound foundation.
"I'm all better now." Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and a deep purple Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath her feet. Within that crystalline purple, a noble black light faintly shone through, and its age was a staggering twelve hundred years!
Xiao Wu's First Soul Ring was seven hundred years old, and her Second Soul Ring went straight to twelve hundred years old.
Normally, the upper limit of Soul Master's Second Soul Ring is around seven hundred years, but under the subtle improvement of the immortal Immortal Herb given by Gu Tian, their physical strength has long surpassed that of ordinary geniuses, and they seem to have no trouble absorbing a second Soul Ring of a thousand years.
"Come on, don't just get excited, take turns unleashing your second Soul Skill so I can see." Gu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, looking quite interested.
Ning Rongrong was the first to summon the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The magnificent nine-story pagoda was incomparably holy under the reflection of the Thousand-Year Soul Ring: " Nine Treasures Turn Into Glazed Glass, secondly: speed!" A stream of light swept over everyone, and the feeling of lightness was even more exaggerated than the amplification of the first Soul Skill.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed, transforming into a dark stream of light—her second Soul Skill, Nether Hundred Claws. In that instant, hundreds of sharp claw marks appeared in the air, and even space itself seemed to distort slightly.
Meng Yiran then waved her Serpent Cane, which instantly conjured countless afterimages and spewed out poisonous mist with a strong paralyzing effect—a trump card for wide-area control.
After the Soul Skill were demonstrated, the atmosphere in the hall became much more relaxed.
However, Ning Rongrong suddenly fell silent. Her big eyes first glanced furtively at Chiyan, who was lazily stretching her body to the side, then at the aloof and elegant Tide, and finally at the gentle and holy Bi Ji.
The Chiyan red battle suit of Blazing Flame accentuated her ample curves, while Tide's deep blue gown further highlighted her breathtaking figure. Even Bi Ji's mature fullness far surpassed that of ordinary women.
Ning Rongrong subconsciously looked down at her still immature chest, then turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing figure was incredibly hot.
The crooked-mouthed Rongrong is online. She pouted somewhat dejectedly, her eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Gu Tian saw right through the little girl's thoughts. He walked over and naturally reached out to ruffle Ning Rongrong's soft, short hair, forcing a smile as he comforted her, " Rongrong, don't be so downcast. You're still young. You'll naturally have it when you grow up."
"Really?" Ning Rongrong asked with a pained expression, then secretly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's impressive curves. Her voice was a little weak. "But Zhuqing is about my age, so why is she so... so spectacular?"
Gu Tian leaned down and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, close to her pink earlobe, "Actually, there's a secret. Zhuqing drinks milk every day. It contains the essence of the Dragon God Origin, and its moisturizing effect is unparalleled. If you want some, you can try some when you get back today."
Ning Rongrong paused for half a second, then gave Gu Tian a slightly coquettish glare, but didn't look away, simply nodding her head.
Meanwhile, beside the official road at the edge of Sunset Forest.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong, sat on a large blue stone, smoking his pipe, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. Four whole hours had passed since Gu Tian and Na'er went in to regulate their meridians, and there hadn't been a single sound, let alone a shadow of a person.
"That brat, could he have run away with Rongrong?" Gu Rong felt increasingly uneasy and finally couldn't hold back any longer, so he teleported into the jungle.
However, the depths of the forest were completely empty, without a single soul in sight. The Gu Rong was sweating profusely with anxiety, and just as it was about to use its spatial abilities to search, it suddenly discovered a letter with a faint floral scent pasted on a tree trunk.
It was Rongrong's handwriting. "Grandpa Bone, don't worry. Brother Gu Tian has taken us to an extremely secluded place to search for the most powerful Soul Beast. It might take half a day. You should go back to the sect first; we'll be there shortly!"
Gu Rong was so angry when he saw the hastily written message that his beard bristled. However, he knew how cunning Gu Tian was, so he could only grumble and drive the carriage back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Two hours later, in the inner garden of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin sat in the hall with a dark face, while Ning Fengzhi beside him looked helpless. Gu Rong sat to the side, vividly describing the miserable situation of being stood up by those brats.
"Young people these days have absolutely no respect for the elderly or care for the young!" Chen Xin sneered, the Seven Kill Sword in his hand emitting soft ringing sounds, revealing its master's displeasure.
Just then, the space experienced a violent fluctuation.
"Look everyone, who's back?" Ning Rongrong's silvery laughter rang out first in the hall.
Everyone looked up and saw Gu Tian leading a group of women out gracefully amidst a flash of silver light. Behind them was a green-haired woman with an extremely noble and pure temperament whom they had never seen before.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were about to get angry, but when they saw the Soul Ring under the women's feet, all their anger instantly turned into gasps of cold air.
"Deep...deep yellow? How is this possible!" Gu Rong pointed at the deep, almost blackish purple Soul Ring at Ning Rongrong's feet, his hands trembling like a leaf. " Rongrong, your Second Soul Ring ...how could it be nearly a thousand years old?"
Not only Ning Rongrong, but also Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, each of them had a dazzling Yellow Soul Ring under their feet! Especially Xiao Wu's Soul Ring, which was already a purple Soul Ring.
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, don't be surprised. We have to thank Sister Bi Ji for this." Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and sweetly took the arm of the green-haired woman.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong's expressions tightened, and they began to seriously examine Bi Ji. Upon seeing her, their expressions instantly became extremely solemn.
Unfathomable! Even with their Titled Douluo cultivation, they couldn't see through the woman's true nature at all. It was like facing a bottomless emerald lake, tranquil yet containing destructive potential.
"And who is this?" Ning Fengzhi stepped forward, his tone extremely polite.
Gu Tian chuckled lightly, his expression unchanged as he began his deception. " Uncle Ning, this is the Elder of the Gu Sect I mentioned before, Bi Ji. Her Martial Soul is the Emerald Swan, and she is a healing-type Titled Douluo."
Because people knew very little about the interior of the Star Dou Great Forest at this time, and were completely unaware of the Ten Ferocious Beast, Gu Tian didn't give Bi Ji a nickname and simply introduced her directly.
Bi Ji bowed slightly, giving a gentle greeting. Her holy aura seemed to instantly elevate the plants and trees in the hall.
Upon hearing that Bi Ji was actually a healing-type Titled Douluo, Ning Fengzhi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He knew all too well what a healing-type Titled Douluo meant—they were practically walking elixirs of immortality!
"Sister Bi Ji finds the outside world too noisy and wants to find a quiet place to stay, so she can continue to improve her healing arts. I've been thinking that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School is a place of outstanding people and resources. I wonder if Uncle Ning could take her in?" Gu Tian blinked.
"Take her in? What nonsense!" Ning Fengzhi excited that he even changed his form of address. "It is an incredible blessing for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that Her Majesty Bi Ji has come to reside here! Quickly, please take a seat! Issue the order that from now on, everyone in the school shall regard Elder Bi Ji as if she were me in person!"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's expression of wanting to worship Bi Ji, Gu Tian's lips curled into a smug smile.