Solving Tang Yuehua's Martial Soul Problem, Tang Yuehua's Musical Mastery

He was now just one soul ring away from becoming a Titled Douluo!

"Hahaha! Good! What a wonderful Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!"

Ronan could not help throwing back his head and laughing.

The feeling of such a tremendous surge in strength was simply incredible.

After laughing, Ronan did not leave immediately.

His gaze swept across the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and he soon found an inconspicuous, entirely emerald-green plant in an unremarkable corner.

Strangely, three snow-white leaves grew at the center of the herb, with several droplets resting on them like dew left behind at dawn.

"Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew!"

Ronan's eyes lit up.

This was a top-tier immortal herb that could greatly increase spiritual power and even evolve an eye-type martial soul!

Without hesitation, he plucked it and tilted it slightly, letting its transparent liquid drip into his mouth.

A cool current surged straight into his mind, and Ronan felt as though his Spiritual Sea had instantly expanded severalfold.

Everything around him became incomparably clear. He could even see tiny specks of dust floating in the air.

"My spiritual power has increased by at least more than double." Ronan nodded in satisfaction.

By now, he had nearly stripped the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well of its finest immortal herbs.

The rest were either too young or of little use to him.

"It's time to go back."

Heaven Dou City, Moonlight Pavilion, Tang Yuehua's office.

Hearing the door open, Tang Yuehua turned around.

After just one glance, her pupils abruptly contracted.

"You... you broke through again?"

Tang Yuehua asked in disbelief.

She felt that Ronan was countless times stronger now than he had been when he left half a month ago.

"Mm, I got lucky and improved a little."

"While I was at it, I also found a way to solve your martial soul defect."

Tang Yuehua's body trembled sharply at those words.

Intense anticipation and longing instantly erupted in her eyes, but she forcibly suppressed them a moment later.

"You... don't lie to me."

Tang Yuehua turned away, unable to look Ronan in the eyes. There was a trace of bitterness in her voice.

"Even my father and eldest brother were helpless before this problem. How could you possibly solve it?"

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I don't want to experience that feeling of falling from heaven into hell again."

Seeing Tang Yuehua in such a self-abandoning state, Ronan set down his wineglass, rose to his feet, and walked over to her.

"When has anything I, Ronan, said ever gone unfulfilled?"

Ronan domineeringly seized Tang Yuehua's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Moonlight Pavilion is closed today. Send all those students home to rest. You, come with me."

Ignoring Tang Yuehua's struggles, Ronan half-dragged, half-carried her back to a private room in Moonlight Pavilion's rear courtyard.

Inside, Ronan pressed Tang Yuehua into a chair, then took an exquisite jade box from his Storage Spirit Tool.

The moment he opened it, an extraordinarily rich and noble fragrance, as if it could cleanse one's soul, instantly filled the entire room.

Within the jade box lay a strange flower, brilliant gold from stem to petals and shaped like a tulip.

"What... is that?"

Tang Yuehua stared blankly at the golden flower.

She could feel her Ruyi Ring martial soul, which had lain dormant for decades, now giving off an extraordinarily intense yearning!

"Aromatic Silk Beauty."

Ronan spoke calmly.

"A top-tier immortal herb that cleanses impurities and improves the quality of one's martial soul."

"Your Ruyi Ring martial soul mutated and locked your Soul Power limit in place. This immortal herb can reshape your martial soul at its root and break those shackles."

"Eat it, and you can become a true soul master."

Tang Yuehua looked at Ronan's serious expression, then at the immortal herb in the jade box that radiated a fatal allure. At last, the longing she had buried in her heart erupted like a volcano.

With trembling hands, she picked up the Aromatic Silk Beauty and placed it in her mouth, half-believing and half-doubting.

The immortal herb melted as soon as it entered her mouth, turning into a warm current that flowed down her throat and into her stomach.

"Close your eyes. Circulate your Soul Power and absorb the medicinal effect with all your strength."

Tang Yuehua did not dare delay. She quickly shut her eyes and began guiding that enormous medicinal power.

Time passed, second by second.

Several hours later.

A layer of blackish-gray impurities began seeping out from Tang Yuehua's skin, releasing a foul stench.

Yet at the same time, her aura was rising at an unbelievable speed!

"Bzzzz—!"

With a crisp hum, a ring that shone with dazzling golden light and seemed almost tangible emerged from Tang Yuehua's body.

Her Soul Power, once forever capped at level nine, finally broke through those indestructible shackles at this moment!

Level ten!

Tang Yuehua abruptly opened her eyes. Feeling the unprecedented clarity within her body and the abundant Soul Power filling it, two streams of tears instantly spilled from her eyes.

"I... I broke through!"

"I really broke through to level ten!"

Tang Yuehua trembled with excitement.

Decades of humiliation and despair vanished into smoke at this moment.

She was no longer worthless. She could finally cultivate like a normal person!

Overwhelmed by ecstasy, she suddenly threw herself into Ronan's arms, tightly wrapping both arms around his neck as she took the initiative to press her red lips to his.

"Thank you... Ronan, thank you!"

Yet faced with Tang Yuehua's sudden kiss, Ronan frowned and pushed her away.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ronan looked at Tang Yuehua with open disgust.

"Have you even looked at how filthy you are right now? Go take a bath. You stink."

Only then did Tang Yuehua realize it. Looking down, she discovered that her entire body was covered in blackish-gray impurities and gave off a nauseating stench.

Her face instantly flushed to the roots of her ears. She shot Ronan an embarrassed, furious glare, then turned and fled into the bathroom as though escaping for her life.

Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, a smile curled across Ronan's lips.

He did not simply wait outside.

He took off his coat and pushed open the bathroom door.

"Ah! Y-you... why did you come in? Get out!"

"I'm here to scrub you down. And while I'm at it, fulfill our previous wager."

Steam filled the bathroom, concealing humanity's primal impulses.

This time, Tang Yuehua did not resist as fiercely as she had before.

Perhaps the ecstasy of breaking through to level ten had clouded her mind, or perhaps she had developed a trace of submission toward Ronan deep within her heart, one even she herself had failed to notice.

Under Ronan's forceful guidance, the normally noble and elegant mistress of Moonlight Pavilion revealed an astonishingly different side of herself.

Ronan was surprised to find that Tang Yuehua truly deserved her reputation as the mistress of Moonlight Pavilion, proficient in all manner of refined arts.

She was not only thoroughly familiar with instruments such as the harp and piano.

Even with a relatively obscure instrument like the flute, she could, under Ronan's careful instruction, play it with vivid expression and melodious grace.