Lingering Fire Spirit Kite

Bibi Dong looked at her disciple before her, a complex glint flashing in her eyes.

Just as in her dreams, her disciple possessed great insight into the theory of martial souls.

Secrets that had remained undiscovered on the continent were known to this little one.

This showed how strong his talent was in martial soul theory.

There was indeed a gap between a born genius and one who achieved it through effort.

"Teacher, do you know where Elder Chrysanthemum lives?"

"I heard he has a book recording flowers and plants."

"I'd like to borrow it to take a look."

Su Chen struck while the iron was hot. He had been born many years before Tang San.

He had to seize this opportunity and obtain the Immortal Herb.

Since he was born in the Martial Soul Hall, he could not stand by and watch it be destroyed.

He, Su Chen, was also a man destined to become the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall.

If possible, it would be best to raze Tang San's birthplace.

To solve the problem from the root.

"Flowers and plants?"

"Cultivate properly, don't go chasing after flowers and getting involved with grass?"

"Don't waste time on useless things."

Bibi Dong refused outright.

At such a young age, he already wanted to chase after flowers and get involved with grass.

It was a waste of precious cultivation time.

After Bibi Dong returned to her room to cultivate, Su Chen secretly left the Saintess Hall and headed directly for the Elder Hall.

If you want something done right, do it yourself.

As the disciple of the Martial Soul Hall Pope's disciple, He believed Chrysanthemum Douluo would give him some face.

"Ouch?"

As Su Chen rounded a corner, he bumped into something soft.

Caught off guard, Su Chen was sent flying back four or five steps, nearly falling to the ground.

He lowered his gaze to look.

It was a perfect, curved silhouette.

She turned around. It was a woman in her early twenties.

She wore a black leather outfit, with gilded armor on her shoulders and arms, accentuating her tall and full figure.

Her short, dark purple hair was neat, and her features were bright and sharp, with a faint hint of pink.

"Yo, little brother, you've hurt this big sister!"

The woman lightly touched her rear. Her initially angry expression relaxed upon seeing it was a little boy, and a teasing smile played on her lips:

"You came up behind me so suddenly, you really startled me."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking."

Su Chen flashed an innocent smile. The woman sized him up, then suddenly crouched down:

"White flower, red pupils... You're not the little disciple taken in by the Saintess, are you?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, the woman smiled even more happily: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Ye Lingyuan, and I am the Guardian Knight Captain of the Martial Soul Hall. In a way, you are also under my protection."

"Ye Lingyuan!"

Su Chen repeated the name. It sounded a little familiar.

Wasn't this Lingyuan Douluo, one of the nine great elders in the Elder Hall in the future?

He felt a pang of melancholy.

The only Titled Douluo in the Martial Soul Hall who was killed by a soul beast.

"Little guy, what's with that expression?"

"Why do you look at me like I'm an idiot?"

Ye Lingyuan saw Su Chen's expression turn strange after she introduced herself.

She felt a mix of confusion and anger. Was there something wrong with her name?

"No, no... Sister Lingyuan, I think your name is very nice. I was just momentarily stunned. I heard of a powerful soul beast called Lingyuan, and it's as formidable as a phoenix."

Su Chen knew well that when traveling abroad, one must have a sweet tongue, especially when dealing with a future Title Elder; building a good relationship meant one more path for the future.

"Giggle, you little one is truly lovable."

"I won't hide it from you, my Martial Soul is the Spirit Kite."

Ye Lingyuan laughed until she swayed, her favorability toward him nearly reaching its peak.

"Big Sister is so amazing, no wonder you could become the Guardian Knight Captain."

"Does Big Sister know where the Elder Hall is?"

"I have something I need to see Elder Chrysanthemum about!"

Su Chen continued.

"Elder Chrysanthemum?"

"Seeing as you called me Big Sister and have such a sweet mouth, I'll take you there myself."

Ye Lingyuan stood up, suddenly reached out, and took Su Chen's hand to head toward the Elder Hall.

"A book recording flowers and plants?"

In Elder Chrysanthemum's courtyard, he looked at the two who had suddenly arrived to borrow books on botanical knowledge.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was suddenly filled with goodwill toward this little fellow; he hadn't expected someone with such an evil Martial Soul to be interested in this field.

"Wait a moment, kid."

Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately walked back into the house, returning with a book in his hand.

He flipped through it once, appearing somewhat reluctant to part with it, before handing it to Su Chen.

"This is an Immortal Herb Illustrated Record; besides records of flowers and plants, it also contains some miraculous immortal herbs."

"It is rumored that as long as one obtains a single immortal herb, one can defy the heavens and change their fate, and regardless of their Innate Soul Power, they can eventually become a Title powerhouse."

"I will lend it to you for now; remember to return it after you finish reading."

Chrysanthemum Douluo did not show the slightest bit of stinginess.

As someone who loved flowers and plants, he simply felt he had found a kindred spirit.

It was just a pity that this little fellow was too young, and his knowledge of flowers and plants was only just beginning.

Ye Lingyuan listened from the side in astonishment, her expression turning somewhat strange.

Everyone knew that Chrysanthemum Douluo loved flowers as if they were his life, but she hadn't expected him to have reached such a crazy degree.

A blade of grass, defying the heavens and changing fate?

It was hard to believe.

She turned to look at Su Chen, who had already accepted it with a face full of joy.

He clearly believed it.

The corner of Ye Lingyuan's mouth twitched slightly; it was truly something that could only fool a child.

Emerging from the Elder Hall, Ye Lingyuan said with amusement, "Little one, the Saintess knows about your desire to raise flowers and plants. You have Innate Full Soul Power; if she finds out you are doing such useless things during your golden period of cultivation, I think she will be very angry."

Su Chen ignored her, instead immersing himself in the contents of the book.

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

These were all recorded here.

Moreover, the methods of consumption were the same as in the original work.

The only difference was that multiple immortal herbs could be consumed, rather than what Tang San said about one person only being able to use one in a lifetime.

Su Chen looked carefully; if one encountered complementary immortal herbs, the medicinal power would only be stronger.

"I hope Elder Chrysanthemum isn't lying to me."

Compared to Tang San, Su Chen trusted Chrysanthemum Douluo's records more.

After all, that Tang San had monopolized three immortal herbs all by himself without anything going wrong.

"Next, I need to see how to get to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye."

"At this time, Dugu Bo should not have found that location yet."

"Hm? Why am I flying!"

While Su Chen was deep in thought, he suddenly felt his feet leave the ground.

The next moment, he felt as if he had been struck by something, immediately sinking into a warm embrace.

Ye Lingyuan had picked him up and giggled, planting a kiss on his face.

Her rosy lips left a trail of moisture on his cheek.

"What is the little one muttering about?"

"Why have you been ignoring me for so long?"

Su Chen was forced to lie flat against the massive creature, catching the scent of a faint, delicate fragrance.

He rolled his eyes in speechlessness.

"Put me down, I want to go back. Be careful, or I'll tell my teacher when I return."

"Already learning how to tattle? Then go back and tell her that I kissed you? Tee-hee."

As Ye Lingyuan spoke, she left another trail of moisture on Su Chen's tender, chubby cheek.