The Name of Ling Yi

Three days later, in a small town in the Fasinuo Province of the Heaven Dou Empire.

After a decent dinner, Yu Xiaogang sat blankly by the window on the second floor, staring at the street scene outside that was gradually fading into darkness.

"... You were lucky this time, kid. If it weren't for those packets of ' Detoxification Powder,' you might really be stuck in that hellish forest—"

In another corner by the window, three tables away, four or five middle-aged and young people of varying heights and builds gathered, and after a few drinks, their conversation became lively.

"Indeed... Come on! Let me toast you guys!" A young man with a large mole on the corner of his mouth raised his glass and toasted the tall, burly man who had just spoken, as well as the others beside him.

"Damn it!" *N

"Tsk! Smack smack... gulp..."

The young man with the mole drank his wine and ate a piece of glistening, translucent fatty meat. A look of satisfaction crossed his face, but also a hint of regret. "Honestly, guys, when that beast wrapped his tongue around my ankle, I really thought I was going to die..."

"Don't laugh at me, but I actually wet my pants back then—"

"That's a bit much..." A short, stout middle-aged man next to him raised his glass, interrupting the young man with the mole's self-deprecating humor, and comforted him, "It's only natural to be afraid. Go out and ask those self-proclaimed brave and strong people, how many of them could truly be fearless in a life-or-death situation like this?"

"Exactly!" the tall, burly man who spoke first quickly added, "Besides, we're back now... What? Old Liang, you're not scared and want to stay home and not go out, are you?"

"No, that won't happen." The young man with the mole, called Old Liang, immediately shook his head and said, "If I don't go out, what will my family of over a dozen people eat and drink?"

"In another six months or so, my third and fourth brothers will also be undergoing their Martial Soul Awakening. If their Innate Soul Power is higher, I'll have to build up some resources for them. That way, whether it's for the good food and drink during their cultivation or for hunting Soul Ring later on, we brothers can lend a hand for the First Soul Ring, but what about the Hundred-Year Soul Ring? We'll have to spend money to hire people for that..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes, which had been fixed on the night view outside the window, regained some of their sparkle, and he gained a general understanding of the situation of the group of people not far away.

Soul Master are the lowest level of Soul Master in the Douluo Continent.

From the last words of the young man with the mole, it was clear that this small, united team could only hunt some level 10 Soul Beast that were less than a hundred years old.

There's not much point in paying attention to these low-level Soul Master who are still struggling to make ends meet. After all, no matter what, Yu Xiaogang is now a Two-Ring Grand Soul Master with two hundred-year-old Soul Ring.

In terms of combat power, even if these low-level Soul Master were combined, they probably couldn't withstand a single Soul Skill release from Luo Sanpao.

but...

A bitter look returned to his eyes. Yu Xiaogang inwardly berated himself: ' Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, when did you stoop so low as to compare yourself to these people?'

Yu Xiaogang, born into one of the strongest forces in the Douluo Continent, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, possessed a noble true dragon bloodline, even though his inherited Martial Soul was a malignant mutation. With the clan's help, he also possessed two Hundred-Year Soul Ring, nearly reaching the maximum age limit. From any perspective, he was on a completely different level from these commoner Soul Master. Why bother comparing himself to them?

Just as he was thinking this, the conversation continued. Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to get up and go back to his room to rest, a name caught his attention.

"This time, I really owe it all to those packets of ' Detoxification Powder '," said Old Liang, the young man with the mole, still somewhat shaken. "Although it couldn't completely neutralize the 'Red-Spotted Toad's' deadly poison, it could inhibit its spread. Thanks to it, I was able to make my way to the market outside that Ghost Forest to find Deacon Wen of the Spirit Hall and have him use his Soul Skill to clear away the poison..."

The tall, thin young man with a center-parted hairstyle standing nearby spoke up at the opportune moment, asking, "I heard that the formula for this ' Detoxification Powder ' was invented by a Healing System Soul Master Ling Yi from the border army?"

"Ling Yi?"

Yu Xiaogang, who had just gotten off the stool, sat back down, straining his ears to listen. "Is it him?"

At that moment, a stunningly beautiful face that would be unforgettable appeared in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

Good looks are not the key; the key is the composure and demeanor revealed in his words and actions, which makes Yu Xiaogang feel a heartfelt longing and envy.

"Bang!"

"That's right, I know about this!" The tall, burly man slammed down his wine glass, wiped his mouth, and a complex expression of pride and resentment appeared on his face.

"Splash—"

Old Liang immediately picked up the wine jug, filled the tall, burly man's cup, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Lu, tell the brothers what you think—"

"Sizzle—" The tall and strong man Brother Lu, picked up his wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, looked at his teammates in front of him, let out a long sigh, and said, "You know, I, Old Lu, used to serve in the border army."

"Yes!" The tall, thin young man with a center-parted hairstyle nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother Lu mentioned this when he teamed up with us a year ago."

"Hmm~" Brother Lu's cheeks flushed slightly, clearly a little tipsy, and his vision became blurry, but he subconsciously whispered:

"A few years ago, our Heaven Dou had a fierce battle with the Star Luo faction on the other side, do you remember?"

Old Liang, the young man with a mole. "I remember!"

Tall, thin young man with a center-parted hairstyle. "I know!"

Short, stout middle-aged man. "Mmm!"...

"That was the first time I heard the name Ling Yi," Brother Lu continued, "Not long after the war."

"I've heard that he's the most miraculous Healing System Soul Master in the [Water Wood Duchy] for hundreds of years... In that great battle, the army sent by the [Silves Kingdom] suffered over 80% casualties! But when the [Water Wood Duchy] army, with Ling Yi at its disposal, returned, their casualties were kept below half!"

"I heard that he is a Healing System Soul Master with the strength of Soul Elder, but with abilities comparable to a Soul King Rank."

At that time, a rising star in the border army was injured by the Soul Skill of a poison-attribute Soul Emperor from the Star Luo side. Earl Ai'er Timosi, the famous "Radiant Messenger," you should all have heard of him, even he was helpless against it. But that poison injury was ultimately healed by this Ling Yi!

"Later, when we continued fighting against those bastards from Star Luo, many of the border troops were rescued from the battlefield by him..."

"Brother Lu," Old Liang interjected curiously, "Since this Soul Elder Ling Yi is so powerful, his status in the border army must be quite high, right? Could he be comparable to Earl Ai'er Timosi—?"

"It's a pity." Brother Lu shook his head, picked up his glass again, and said with a complicated expression, "Mr. Ling left the border army more than a year ago—"

Before leaving, Mr. Ling left behind a collection of herbal formulas, which he had compiled over many years of research and found to be effective in treating symptoms such as sword wounds, sprains, and mild poisoning, among others, with the border troops.

"It is because of these formulas that, in the past year or two, medicines such as ' Wound Medicine,' 'blood Bruise-Dispelling Powder,' and ' Detoxification Powder ' have appeared for sale in various cities and towns throughout the Fasinuo Province."

Upon hearing this, Old Liang and the others nodded in unison, looking as if they had just realized something.

"That's right! Hiccup—!"

Brother Lu let out a burp, leaned forward on the table, lowered his head, and whispered mysteriously, "I'll tell you something you won't believe. Do you know how much Innate Soul Power Mr. Ling has?"

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!