Heading to the Continent, Seeking Immortal Grass

With that, Poseinan drifted off into a dream, carrying such visions with him.

Little did he know, Xiaobai beside him had not been asleep at all.

Only after confirming he was sound asleep did she slowly sit up.

Eagerly, she pulled down Poseinan's trousers and took out the ointment.

"What a silly boy."

As she rubbed the ointment in, Xiaobai whispered in a voice only she could hear, "I was just trying to scare you; I wasn't actually angry. And yet, you just kept calling out more and more..."

Although she hadn't been heavy-handed, it had swollen after all, and she felt a twinge of regret.

She only hoped the little ancestor wouldn't hold a grudge against her.

Confirming that the ointment had been absorbed and the redness seemed to have faded, Xiaobai finally let out a sigh of relief.

She lay back down and gently pulled the soundly sleeping Poseinan into her arms.

That night, Poseinan did not sleep particularly soundly.

He felt as if he were being wrapped and pressed down by something warm, soft, and substantial.

It made it hard for him to breathe.

When the first rays of sunlight shone down, the moment he opened his eyes, he froze, his sleepiness vanishing instantly.

Within his line of sight was something mere inches away.

Delicate, fair skin was gilded with a soft, warm gold by the morning light, its curves stunning and filled with the tension and warmth of life...

He felt as if he had seen the future.

The future was right before his eyes.

So big, so white!

No, no, where was his mind wandering?

Perhaps it was his movement upon waking that disturbed the person beside him.

"Mmm~"

Xiaobai let out a moan heavy with sleep, smacked her lips unconsciously, and a glistening trail slid from the corner of her upturned mouth.

Worse yet, she seemed to sense the "body pillow" in her arms moving; instead of letting go, she instinctively snuggled closer and pressed her pink lips against him.

Poseinan wanted to push her away, but how could he possibly resist Xiaobai's strength?

On the spot, he was planted with a loud smack.

His face was still wet.

At this moment, Xiaobai slowly woke up, smacking her lips. "Oh~ Little Nan Nan, you're awake too?"

Poseinan ignored her and hurriedly wiped the saliva off his face.

Seeing this, Xiaobai touched her pink lips.

They were wet.

She seemed to understand something in an instant.

Her beautiful eyes widened abruptly, all sleepiness gone, her face full of indignation. "Oh, wow! Little Nan Nan, you actually dare to find me repulsive!"

What was wrong with her saliva?

Was it that dirty?!

She was very clean, thank you very much!

Poseinan's wiping motion froze instantly, and a bead of cold sweat broke out on his temple. "Uh..."

Oh no, he'd been caught red-handed!

How was he supposed to explain this?

Should he say he didn't find her repulsive, just that he wasn't used to it?

As if anyone would believe that!

"Fine, fine, fine, so you find me repulsive, do you?"

Xiaobai was furious. Now completely awake, she flipped over and easily pinned down the fleeing Poseinan, her fair, tender legs straddling his body.

Looking down at him, her beautiful eyes spitting fire:

"I'm going to make sure you don't find me repulsive!"

"W-wait! Sister Xiaobai! I was wro... Mmph!"

Protest was futile.

"Mua~"

"That's for finding me repulsive! Mua~"

"Little Rascal! Mua~ mua~"

Xiaobai cupped Poseinan's small face, planting kisses as if she were stamping a seal.

She pecked his forehead, cheeks, nose, and even his chin countless times, each one landing with a loud smack and leaving a damp mark behind.

Poseinan was kissed until he felt dizzy and his face turned bright red. He struggled with all his might, but it was futile; he felt as though he were about to be drowned in this baptism of affection.

It wasn't until Poseinan's face was covered in clearly visible, rosy lip prints and he was on the verge of fainting that Xiaobai finally stopped, satisfied. She huffed, breathless, and climbed off him.

"Hmph! Little Nan Nan, are you satisfied now? Do you still dare to look down on your big sister?"

Xiaobai stood with her hands on her hips, radiating confidence.

Poseinan lay sprawled on the soft bed, looking as if life had lost all meaning.

He rolled his eyes and muttered weakly, "Sister Xiaobai... if you keep going like this, what will you do if you fall in love with me?"

Xiaobai acted as if she had heard the greatest joke in the world. She crossed her arms, curled her lip in disdain, and even deliberately looked Poseinan's small frame up and down.

"Pfft~ You?"

"You're just a little shrimp who hasn't even grown his hair out yet; do you even know what love is? Stop spouting nonsense at your sister!"

She reached out and gave Poseinan's bottom a light, stinging slap, urging him, "Alright, stop playing dead. Get up and wash up; we still have training today! Don't even think about slacking off!"

Poseinan clutched his bottom and glared at her with utter humiliation, but helpless to do anything else, he could only resign himself to his fate and climb up.

He couldn't afford to provoke her, and for now, he couldn't even hide from her.

This life was impossible to live!

Throughout the morning, Poseinan practiced his Elementalization again.

He discovered that in his current limit state, he could only maintain it for four minutes.

However, as his level increased in the future and his domain began to evolve, this duration would continue to grow.

His Soul Power was now at level 25, thanks to the excessive amplification from his Soul Rings.

This terrifying sight naturally left the Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo in a state of constant shock.

One had to understand that for an ordinary Soul Master, having a first Soul Ring with a four-hundred-year limit was considered the mark of a heaven-sent genius.

Even for the Sea God Douluo, Poseixi, her first Soul Ring had only been four or five hundred years old; her current set of all-ten-thousand-year rings had only been achieved gradually through her God Trials.

But what about Poseinan?

He started with a 3,000-year first Soul Ring, and his second Soul Ring went straight to 8,000 years!

Wouldn't that mean his third Soul Ring would have to challenge 9,999 years?

As for why no one said Poseinan could directly challenge a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, it was because ten-thousand-year Soul Rings were different from ordinary thousand-year ones; they possessed Soul Shock.

Spiritual Power had always been the most difficult attribute for a Soul Master to improve.

Everyone believed that although Poseinan's talent, strength, and physical body were the strongest among his peers, he would surely still face difficulties when confronted with the Soul Shock of a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.

However, regarding this viewpoint held by the others, Poseinan remained noncommittal and did not offer any explanation.

It was enough that he knew the truth in his heart.

After cultivating in a routine manner for a few more days and fully mastering his newfound power, the heart of the young boy, yearning for the vast world, began to stir once more.

The cultivation environment on Sea God Island was certainly top-tier, but it was ultimately too safe.

He needed a broader stage and more opportunities—for instance, the legendary Immortal Grade Medicinal Herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes.

Thus, on this day, he sought out Poseixi. After pestering her for a long time, she finally agreed.

However, she still set three conditions.

First, Poseixi required that Poseinan must be accompanied by a Titled Douluo when heading to the mainland.

Second, he must report his departure to the Sea God.

Third, he must keep a low profile and not expose his identity as the Son of a God; after all, she wouldn't be by his side, and if he encountered some desperate madman, it would be the end of him.

Poseinan had no issues with the first two requirements, as he had intended to bring a Titled Douluo anyway.

Only the third one gave him pause.

After all, wealth stirs the heart.

There was a saying that had always circulated in the Soul Master world:

If you have the backing of a Titled Douluo, I dare not touch you.

But if you are carrying a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone, you had better pray that the Titled Douluo stays by your side at all times.

Once the potential gains reach a certain level, those madmen wouldn't even fear the gallows.

His identity as a walking super-treasure was indeed a hidden danger that required careful concealment.

After reporting the situation to his father in a simple and straightforward manner through the God Trial mark, Poseinan immediately sought out Poseixi with great enthusiasm, ready to select a bodyguard for the journey.

Inside the Sea God Hall, Poseixi sat at the head of the room, looking down at the eager Poseinan with a gentle smile: "Little Nan Nan, so, which Sacred Pillar Guardian do you intend to have accompany you to the mainland?"