No Complete Trust

"Then what are you Worship Hall elders for? To stay home and make soup? You can't improve your cultivation anyway, so wouldn't it be better to go out and walk around? They know Xue'er is expected to inherit the Angel God; having them there is safe enough!"

Li Pu truly couldn't understand their mindset; following their plan was truly not a good idea.

Allowing Tang Hao and the dark side of Martial Soul Hall to develop, tarnishing Martial Soul Hall's reputation, all just to prepare for Qian Renxue to become a god in the future.

It might seem like the pros outweigh the cons in the end, but they were unaware of the hidden variables.

"In short, this is not something you need to worry about," Qian Daoliu said.

"Fine then. You are the masters of Martial Soul Hall, after all. I'm just a minor elder; the final decision on my suggestions rests with you," Li Pu said nonchalantly. Whatever.

After chatting for a few more moments, Li Pu left the Worship Hall.

Not long after returning to his own quarters, a high-level spirit master approached him, bowed respectfully, and presented a map.

"My Lord, I have found the place with the treasures you asked me to look for. Just as you expected, it is filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs, but there is a thick layer of poisonous miasma on the outside. No spirit master or spirit beast can enter. This is the map."

Li Pu took the map. It wasn't complicated, clearly depicting how to enter from the Sunset Forest. The location was near the core of the Sunset Forest, with several key points marked in detail.

As one of the three great treasure basins of the Douluo Continent and a place every spirit master would fight for, how could Li Pu let it slip by?

He didn't even need to risk his own neck to find it. His status as an elder in Martial Soul Hall gave him the authority to mobilize manpower to search for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Compared to those transmigrators who relied on their own daring, this was simply much better.

Compared to the Poison Douluo of a dozen years later, the current Dugu Bo was merely a Spirit Douluo.

A silver tongue combined with absolute strength was enough to make Dugu Bo kneel and sing for mercy.

He would get the Immortal Herb from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well if he could; otherwise, he would rather destroy it than leave it for Tang San and his group.

Of course, one could never be certain if the Asura God would arrange other opportunities for Tang San.

In short, the items were good, but it wouldn't be ideal if they fell into the hands of the enemy!

Moreover, it didn't necessarily have to go to Martial Soul Hall; it could just be kept by Martial Soul Hall for safekeeping.

During his conversation with Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu hadn't spoken clearly; he was wary and cautious of him, not fully trusting him.

A thousand years ago, the God of Slaughter Supros and Martial Soul Hall had a history of competing for the continent; there was no telling if their generation would repeat that.

Keeping him around was also a way to leave him for Qian Renxue to deal with.

The struggles between gods should be left for the gods themselves to handle.

Otherwise, Qian Daoliu wouldn't be a shut-in who ignored everything.

"Excellent. You will receive your due reward when the time comes!"

"Thank you, my Lord."

Having said that, the man left in high spirits.

Bibi Dong happened to walk by and, seeing the happy expression on Li Pu's face as he held the map, asked curiously, "What happened to make you so happy?"

"I sent people out and found a good place. The treasures inside are beyond imagination," Li Pu didn't hide it.

"What kind of things are they? Are they really that miraculous?" Bibi Dong became curious.

"The items there are similar to the inner core I gave Xue'er before. There are all kinds of rare treasures that can strengthen the body, evolve martial souls, improve attributes, refine aptitude, increase spirit power, and even treasures that can bring the dead back to life," Li Pu smiled.

"Is it really that miraculous?" Bibi Dong found it hard to believe that such a magical place could exist in the world, and damn it, all growing in one spot. It wasn't like the artificial cultivation Chrysanthemum Douluo did; no one would believe it if they heard it.

"That's natural. I found it in a corner of the Martial Soul Hall archives. I don't know if they thought it was impossible for so many things to be in one place and ignored it, but I sent people to look, and they found it."

Li Pu made it up on the spot. Such a situation didn't exist; if it had, why hadn't anyone found it in all these years on the continent? What were the people of Martial Soul Hall doing? These were all prepared for the "dear son" Tang San.

"It seems Martial Soul Hall has been useless for so many years, unable to find such a good place. Even if some people went out to train, it shouldn't have come to this," Bibi Dong mocked.

"A lack of adventurous spirit for the unknown, plus the fact that these things are inherently miraculous—it's unrealistic not to believe it. But it's not too late now," Li Pu smiled.

"Now, let's go find a plant expert. I believe he will go crazy once he knows about this."

On this continent, besides Tang San, the experts in this field were Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Yang Wudi of the Breaking Clan.

Soon, when Li Pu brought this good news to Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened in disbelief: "Elder Li, are you telling the truth?"

The reason he joined Martial Soul Hall wasn't just to obtain resources, but more so to search for more Immortal Herb, especially one that was extremely important to him.

"You'll know if it's true once you go. I've already sent people to confirm it," Li Pu said.

Chrysanthemum Douluo jumped up, wishing he could appear at that location immediately.

"Let's go, let's go! We must leave at once."

"What's the rush? Those things are right there; no one is touching them," Bibi Dong laughed.

"Saintess, you don't understand what that place represents and what it means to me. Even killing me ten thousand times wouldn't be enough to trade for it. Any faction that obtains it will be prosperous and enduring; no one will be able to shake them!" Chrysanthemum Douluo's breathing became heavy, his blood boiling wildly. Anyone could understand his state.

"In short, I won't be able to calm down until I see it with my own eyes."

"Call a few more people. We'll need a powerhouse to guard the place eventually."

Li Pu thought of the old shut-ins in the Worship Hall; sending any one of them would do. Since they couldn't improve further, perhaps this place where a divine beast had fallen could help them take a step forward.

"Fine, fine. That would be even better. I imagine there might be powerful spirit beasts guarding the place, so having a Worship Hall elder there would be perfect," Chrysanthemum Douluo remained impatient.

Li Pu didn't choose any other elder; he chose the Fifth Elder, Guangling Douluo.

Because he could no longer advance any further, and given that his appearance was that of a child, he began to play around like one every single day.

Compared to the other Elders, Li Pu preferred Guangling Douluo, this old child.

Guangling Douluo did not refuse Li Pu's invitation; upon learning of such a place, he naturally wouldn't turn it down and wanted to go take a look.

"Anyway, staying in Martial Soul Hall with those old fogeys is boring, so this old man will accompany you all to go have some fun."