About half an hour later.
In the dormitory of Dai Mubai.
With the help of Recovery Big Sausage from Oscar, Dai Mubai can speak normally.
He was half leaning on the head of the bed, with two pillows propped behind his back.
Despite the help of Big Sausage, his face was still pale, his lips were dry, his eye sockets were sunken, and he looked like a dead person.
The only difference between him and the dead is that he is a living person.
Tang San stood beside the bed, leaned over and explored his chest.
After a moment, he straightened up and gave the diagnosis in a calm tone.
"Eight ribs were broken, but fortunately, with the help of Xiao Ao's Recovery Big Sausage, the internal organs are almost healed."
"You only need to rest for ten days and a half, and you will be able to recover normally."
"That bastard... he doesn't follow the rules of Soul Master!"
Dai Mubai shouted feebly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Before I even had time to mobilize Soul Power, he had already attacked me!"
"He... he is simply worthy of the name Soul Master!"
"Ahem..." Dai Mubai became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but cough.
"Mu Bai, stop talking."
Oscar spoke at the side, holding a newly made Big Sausage in his hand, and was about to hand it over.
"If you get mad to death, it will be more of a loss than a gain."
"You still have to save your life to take revenge."
Oscar As soon as Oscar said this, Dai Mubai's face turned even darker.
"Who do you think is so angry?"
"Cough cough cough--!"
His body straightened up suddenly, as if he was about to sit up, but the severe pain in his chest made him immediately fall back onto the pillow.
The violent cough made his face turn red and the veins on his neck popped out one by one.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Oscar quickly laughed, waved his hand, stuffed the Big Sausage in his hand to Dai Mubai's mouth, and tried to block his mouth with food.
"Eat a sausage to calm down your panic and relieve your anger."
"Come on, come on, open your mouth, ah--"
Dai Mubai glared at him, but still opened his mouth and took a bite.
Oscar Seeing that he finally calmed down, he quickly changed the topic.
"Tell me, why is that Zhao Linchuan so strong?"
"The same goes for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing."
"According to the information we previously received from teacher Li Yusong, when Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong entered school, Soul Power was only at level 26 or 7."
"Why did everyone become level 30 Soul Power overnight?"
He frowned and his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking hard.
"Could it be that you ate some heavenly material or earthly treasure?"
"Hmph, what herb can add so much Soul Power?"
Dai Mubai snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"They definitely used some shady method to improve Soul Power so quickly."
"Perhaps some evil forbidden technique was used, or..."
"Not necessarily." Tang San interjected at this time. "There is a kind of Immortal Herb. After taking it, Soul Power Level can be greatly improved and the cultivation talent can be improved."
"If they took that Immortal Herb..."
"Immortal Herb?" Dai Mubai interrupted Tang San's words and frowned, as if he was recalling something.
His eyes became a little dazed.
After a long time, he finally remembered something.
"I seem to have seen that Zhao Linchuan take out a herb and give it to that Ning Rongrong."
"It's... right by the creek at the west end of the village. I saw it from a distance."
"What does the herb look like?" Tang San asked hurriedly.
"That herb looks like a tulip."
Dai Mubai recalled, speaking slowly, looking at the ceiling, as if trying to extract those blurry images from memory.
"It's just that it grows much bigger and more beautiful than ordinary tulips."
"And there was a special aroma. I was very far away from them at the time, but the aroma was still carried by the wind."
"It stands to reason that if it were just an ordinary tulip, it would not be carried by the wind and spread such a long distance."
"According to what you said, the herb that Zhao Linchuan gave to Ning Rongrong should be a Immortal Herb."
Tang San said slowly, his eyes becoming deep.
"And it should be a Immortal Herb named 'Aromatic Silk Beauty'."
"I've... I've seen records about it in some ancient books."
"It is said that it can improve the quality of Martial Soul, break the shackles of Martial Soul, and allow people to break through bottlenecks that were originally impossible to break through."
"What about Zhu Zhuqing?" Oscar asked, his eyes lit up, as if he saw the dawn of hope.
"Then we don't know..." Tang San replied calmly and shook his head.
"There are many types of Immortal Herb, each with different effects."
"What Zhu Zhuqing is taking may be another type of Immortal Herb, or it may be the same strain of Immortal Herb. It's hard to say."
"Will Immortal Herb have any side effects after taking it?" Ma Hongjun asked from the side.
"Since it can directly increase Soul Power by several levels, the side effects must be huge, right?"
"Will it shorten your life? Or affect your future cultivation or something?"
"Immortal Herb has no side effects for Soul Master." Tang San's tone was filled with determination and yearning.
"As far as I know, as long as you take the right Immortal Herb, even a Trash Martial Soul without Soul Power can transform into a peerless powerhouse who can cultivate to Titled Douluo in the future."
"The power of Immortal Herb is not to force heightening, but to fundamentally improve physical fitness and qualifications."
"Its function is not to add a layer on top of a built house, but to directly dig up the previously broken foundation and lay it down again."
"Immortal Herb is so strong?"
Oscar exclaimed, he swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then blurted out.
"I am Food-type Martial Soul, the most difficult type of Martial Soul to cultivate in the world."
"If I can get a suitable Immortal Herb, can I get rid of this difficult cultivation predicament?"
"Even if there is such a thing as Immortal Herb, then that bastard must be willing to give it to you." Dai Mubai muttered, obviously not believing what Tang San said.
"Mu Bai is right. It depends on whether Zhao Linchuan is willing to give it to you."
Tang San shook his head and said calmly:
"If there really is Immortal Herb, unless it is his lover or child, or he needs to train some people to help him accomplish some goals."
"Otherwise, no one would be willing to give Immortal Herb to a stranger."
"This is human nature and common sense."
"Okay, it's getting very late, I'll go back and rest first."
After saying that, Tang San turned around and walked out of the dormitory.
"I also went back to rest, and I have to go to Soul Hunting tomorrow."
Oscar said something and then walked away.