Douluo: Martial Soul Qilin, Master of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches!
Chapter 38

Sending the Immortal Herb Back to the Ye Family

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"Daddy, I was only able to obtain this rare soul beast thanks to Brother Ye!" Ning Rongrong snuggled into Ning Fengzhi's arms, her small face full of pride and her eyes sparkling with excitement.

As she spoke, she recounted the events that transpired in the Sunset Forest in detail, especially the process of how Ye Ruilin helped her obtain the Ginseng Baby soul ring.

When Ning Fengzhi heard that Ning Rongrong's martial soul had changed, the expression on his face instantly turned serious.

He frowned slightly, his tone tinged with a hint of nervousness.

"Rongrong, come inside and let Daddy see your martial soul."

He carried his daughter into the room, his gaze fixed intently on Ning Rongrong, afraid of missing any detail.

Ning Rongrong nodded obediently, then extended her small hand, and a crystal-clear glazed pagoda slowly emerged above her palm.

However, this glazed pagoda was different from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of the past—it actually had nine levels!

"This..." Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, his face full of shock and disbelief.

As the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, no one was more familiar with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul than he was.

Therefore, the moment the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared, he immediately sensed the vast difference between the two.

"That's right, Daddy."

Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, her face filled with pride.

"The immortal herb Brother Ye gave me directly evolved my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! Not only that, but my soul power has now reached level eighteen!"

In just a few short months, her soul power had actually jumped by eight levels!

Such a rate of improvement made Ning Fengzhi's expression turn grave.

He knew well that some soul masters used drugs to forcibly increase their soul power; while their levels might rise, their foundations would be extremely unstable.

He did not want his daughter to damage her foundation out of a desire for quick success.

Sword Douluo noticed Ning Fengzhi's concern and smiled slightly, speaking up.

"Fengzhi, there is no need to worry. I have already carefully examined Rongrong's body; her foundation is solid, and there are no issues whatsoever."

"This time, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect owes that boy a massive favor."

Bone Douluo also nodded, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

"Fengzhi, I suggest we let Rongrong get closer to that boy as soon as possible; it would be best if he could become a son-in-law of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

He paused, then continued.

"Having spent time with him, I have witnessed how capable this boy is. His talent and potential far exceed our imagination."

Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

He had originally harbored such thoughts, but Bone Douluo was always cautious and would not express his opinions lightly.

Now that even he was praising Ye Ruilin so highly, it was clear that quite a lot had happened during this trip to the Sunset Forest.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong told Ning Fengzhi everything that had happened during that time.

From how Ye Ruilin helped her obtain her soul ring, to how he used the immortal herb to upgrade her martial soul, and his various displays of prowess in the Sunset Forest, Ning Rongrong spoke vividly, her eyes filled with adoration.

Ning Fengzhi's expression shifted as he listened, and he finally let out a long sigh, his look complex.

"If such a talent could become a member of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how wonderful that would be..."

"Daddy, Brother Ye told me that he has a gift for you when he returns."

Ning Rongrong suddenly remembered something and said with a giggle.

Meanwhile, Ye Ruilin did not go to see Ning Fengzhi immediately, but instead returned to his residence with Ma Hongjun and Old Wu.

Ever since entering the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the look of wonder on Ma Hongjun's face had not faded.

As a boy from a commoner village, he had never seen such a magnificent and luxurious place, and his eyes were filled with curiosity and envy.

"Kid, my Ye Family is not a bit inferior to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Old Wu looked at Ma Hongjun's wide-eyed expression and couldn't help but scoff, his tone carrying a hint of pride.

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately developed a keen interest in the Ye Family.

He turned to look at Ye Ruilin and asked excitedly.

"Boss, when can we go back to the Ye Family to take a look?"

Mentioning home, Old Wu also nodded, looking at Ye Ruilin with a hint of persuasion in his tone.

"Young Master, you have been out for quite a while; it is time to go home and visit. The Family Head and the Madam must be very worried about you."

Ye Ruilin was silent for a moment, then took two immortal herbs from his Space Ring and carefully placed them into a White Jade Box.

The immortal herbs emitted a faint, refreshing fragrance; just smelling it made one feel relaxed and happy.

"Old Wu, go home and help me bring these two immortal herbs to my father and mother."

Ye Ruilin handed the box to Old Wu, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity. "This one is prepared for my father. Since he has chosen the path of family evolution, this immortal herb is extremely suitable for him."

"If he consumes it, it is very likely that his Qilin Martial Soul will evolve into the divine beast Milu. The Milu is a Qilin that controls the ultimate power, and its strength is incomparably formidable!"

"This one is prepared for Mother; it can heal the hidden injuries within her body and allow her path of cultivation to return to normal."

Ye Ruilin gave a few detailed instructions, then waved his hand, signaling Old Wu to return the immortal herb to the Kirin Ye Clan as quickly as possible.

Old Wu took the box, but a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Young Master, why must you be at odds with the Clan Head? Your current abilities have already proven that the path you have chosen is the correct one."

"If the Clan Head saw your current strength, he would certainly no longer force you to walk that old path."

Ye Ruilin shook his head, his tone calm.

"Old Wu, I am not doing this to spite Father. Returning to the clan to cultivate, while resource-rich, is not conducive to my future development."

"Here in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I can grow freely instead. If the opportunity arises, I will return."

Seeing Ye Ruilin's resolute attitude, Old Wu could only sigh. He turned to look at Ma Hongjun, his tone serious.

"Hongjun, during the time I am not by the Young Master's side, you must guard him well. You must not let any harm come to him."

Ma Hongjun patted his chest forcefully, swearing an oath: "Uncle Wu, rest assured! I will definitely take good care of Boss!"

Old Wu nodded. Although he still felt a bit uneasy, he thought that since Ye Ruilin was within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there shouldn't be any danger, so he turned and left.

Meanwhile, at the Kirin Ye Clan.

"Big Brother, even if that boy of yours took the wrong path, there was no need to expel him from the clan entirely, was there?"

Ye Zhenting sat in the main hall, a look of smugness on his face, his tone filled with mockery.

"As long as you give the order, I will send men to drag him back."

"With strict supervision, he will surely cultivate obediently according to the clan's arrangements."

Ye Zhentian sat in the main seat, his expression indifferent. He held a cup of tea, took a light sip, and replied in a lukewarm tone.

"My family's affairs need not trouble you, Second Brother."

Seeing Ye Zhentian's attitude, Ye Zhenting felt even more smug and sneered.

"Big Brother, a doting mother spoils her son! That boy of yours is as good as ruined! The future of the Kirin Ye Clan will ultimately depend on my Huang'er!"

After saying this, he laughed loudly and turned to leave, his retreating figure full of arrogance.

Ye Zhentian watched Ye Zhenting's departing back, a flash of coldness crossing his eyes.

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