Taking Whale Jelly

Half an hour later, Feng Qingluan returned with over a hundred pieces of whale glue.

There were ten-year, hundred-year, and even two pieces of thousand-year-level whale glue.

Feng Qingluan did not know how this stuff improved physical fitness, nor did he know how effective it would be. However, buying more could never hurt.

Seeing his grandson still in a state of cultivation, Feng Qingluan had no intention of disturbing him. As time ticked by, Feng Baiyu finally completed a stage of his training.

"So this is cultivating soul power? It seems quite simple!" Feng Baiyu muttered to himself, then looked at the large rooster beside him and said, "Little Black, I'm here working diligently on my cultivation, don't you have anything to say?"

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" The large rooster let out a cry; with its intelligence, it had no idea what Feng Baiyu was saying.

"Forget it, talking to you is a waste of breath!" Feng Baiyu looked at the rooster and said, "Stop being an eyesore in front of me, go catch some bugs to eat!"

The large rooster looked at where Feng Baiyu was pointing on the ground, seemingly understanding, and flapped its wings as it headed toward the floor.

"Baiyu." Feng Qingluan watched his grandson send his martial soul to the ground and said, "I've bought the things you wanted!"

As he spoke, Feng Qingluan handed the newly purchased whale glue to his grandson and continued, "I just found a fire-attribute Soul Emperor to remove the impurities from these pieces. Remember to start with the lowest age, just in case something goes wrong, so Grandfather can still save you."

"Don't worry, Grandfather, I understand." Feng Baiyu opened the box labeled "Ten-Year" and took a small bite of a piece of whale glue.

It was somewhat fishy and foul-smelling; it was hard to accept the first time he ate it.

However, Feng Baiyu did not hesitate and began to refine the effects of the whale glue as quickly as possible.

Feng Baiyu's current soul power level wasn't even at level three, so it was quite a struggle to refine this piece of whale glue with such weak soul power.

Even though it was only a small bite, he couldn't refine the effects in time.

A dry, unbearable heat surged through him, and even his little "Feng Baiyu" began to stir.

Feng Baiyu gritted his teeth and endured, continuously refining the medicinal effects of the whale glue. This was far more uncomfortable than cultivating soul power, but he understood that he had to persist and persist again!

Feng Qingluan stared at his grandson without blinking, terrified that he might be in any danger.

While marveling at his grandson's perseverance, he also keenly sensed that the small bite of whale glue was being refined by Feng Baiyu bit by bit.

It was very small and very weak; if he, a Title Douluo, hadn't been watching closely, the improvement would have been almost imperceptible.

It was working!

Feng Qingluan's eyes were filled with joy; even if the effect of the whale glue was minimal, it was enough to satisfy him.

Once the small piece of whale glue in his mouth was fully refined, Feng Baiyu's gaze turned toward the remaining portion.

"Wait!" Just as Feng Baiyu was about to eat more, Feng Qingluan spoke up, "Baiyu, your soul power level is too low right now. If you want to keep eating, it's better to wait a while."

Feng Qingluan was, after all, a veteran Title Douluo; his observation of the human body and detection of soul power were meticulous. After witnessing the changes in Feng Baiyu's body just now, he had analyzed a more reasonable regimen for consumption.

"Based on your current soul power and physical fitness, eating two pieces of ten-year whale glue today is enough." Feng Qingluan said, "And these two pieces need to be divided into six doses, with an interval of no less than one hour between each!"

Indeed, having an elder in the house is like having a treasure!

Feng Baiyu had only read in books that whale glue could improve physical fitness, but he was unclear about the effects and dosage.

Yet, his grandfather had figured out a reasonable way to take it just by watching him eat one small bite.

"Grandfather, I understand." Feng Baiyu decided to follow his grandfather's arrangement and only eat a tiny bit at a time.

As the Third Elder of Spirit Hall, Feng Qingluan had nothing to do besides cultivate and chat or brag with his old brothers.

He had no serious business to attend to, so he simply stayed home to groom his grandson.

Time flew, and two and a half months passed in the blink of an eye.

With sufficient nutrition and resources, and a cultivation environment that even Title Douluos would envy, his soul power had reached level seven during this period!

With the long-term consumption of whale glue over the past two and a half months, and the dual improvement of his physical fitness and soul power, he had already started consuming three-hundred-year-level whale glue!

According to Feng Qingluan's assessment, Feng Baiyu's body could already withstand a five-hundred-year soul ring!

And right now, his soul power was only at level seven.

By the time his soul power reached level ten, he would likely be able to attempt a seven-hundred or even eight-hundred-year soul ring!

However, as the grandson of the Third Elder, many people in Spirit City knew Feng Baiyu's age. Yet, so much time had passed, and no news had leaked out about what martial soul Feng Baiyu had awakened or what his innate soul power was.

In Spirit City, many people began to speculate.

Some felt that Feng Baiyu had awakened a powerful martial soul and was very likely at innate full soul power, and that it wasn't being announced simply to protect him.

Others felt that the martial soul Feng Baiyu awakened wasn't strong and his innate soul power wasn't high, and that Feng Qingluan wasn't saying anything because he was afraid of losing face. This was because some had discovered the Feng family was frantically buying up high-year whale glue, and they assumed Feng Qingluan wanted to regain his youthful vigor to have another child to carry on the family line.

Both theories had their supporters, and in the upper circles of Spirit City, many people began to discuss it.

Feng Qingluan had, of course, heard these rumors, but he didn't care.

However, on the day he brought back a piece of five-thousand-year whale glue, he was caught by that fellow, Mad Lion Douluo.

"Third Brother, buying whale glue again?" Mad Lion Douluo walked up and asked, "You aren't really planning on starting a new family, are you?"

"Nonsense! How can you slander me, an old comrade over a hundred years old!" Feng Qingluan raged, "Old Three, I think your skin is itching for a beating!"

"Third Brother, we're brothers, who doesn't know who?" Mad Lion didn't mind Feng Qingluan's anger and took out a porcelain bottle, "Whale glue is outdated. This is the [Strange Lust Joy Powder] I specifically got from Yang Wushuang; the effects are much better than whale glue!"

"Not interested!" Feng Qingluan snorted coldly and flew directly toward his home.

Mad Lion Douluo watched Feng Qingluan fly away and couldn't help but scratch his head: "What's wrong with Third Brother? We've been brothers for decades, is there any need to lose such a big temper?"

"Hmph!" Feng Qingluan returned home and let out a cold snort. "Go ahead and make a scene, all of you!"

"Once you find out my grandson has become a god, you'll be green with envy!"

"Grandfather." Feng Baiyu watched his grandfather return and noticed his strange expression. He asked, "What is it... did someone say something snide to provoke you?"

"I'd like to see who dares!" Feng Qingluan snorted coldly, then smiled at Feng Baiyu. "Baiyu, they should be envious that I have such a fine grandson; why would I be provoked?"

Although Feng Baiyu had not stepped outside, how could he be unaware of the discussions going on?

After all, there were quite a few servants in the household, and he had heard his fair share of gossip in his daily life.

"Grandfather." Feng Baiyu took his grandfather's hand and said, "Once my strength improves, we will slap their faces hard!"

"Good!"