The system's intelligence had vanished. It was impossible for it to answer him, so he could not obtain an accurate response.
But Yang Xing's sixth sense told him that this path was highly likely to work.
The Disciple-Recruitment System—the key lay in the words "recruit disciples."
Would recruiting them be enough? Definitely not.
Nurturing disciples and bringing them up to the standard recognized by the system should itself have been part of the mission.
And even if this path did not work, he would lose nothing.
Improving Ning Rongrong's aptitude was not difficult for him at all.
The Aromatic Silk Beauty was deep within Sunset Forest. With his current strength, retrieving it would be nothing more than a trip.
But would a single immortal herb be enough?
Yang Xing furrowed his brow.
If it merely turned Seven Treasures into Nine Treasures, that would only solve the issue of martial soul quality. The criterion of godhood potential was far broader and involved far too many factors.
He needed more.
For example, some other treasures that could provide enhancements?
A powerful soul bone? A certain god's Divine Trial?
The latter would undoubtedly work one hundred percent.
But even from Yang Xing's perspective, such things were relatively rare.
So for now, he only needed to set that as his future goal.
Soul bones were essentially prerequisite equipment for the divine armaments a soul master would gain after becoming a god.
So he only needed to find Ning Rongrong another powerful soul bone.
Then where could he find a ready-made high-quality soul bone?
An image surfaced in Yang Xing's mind.
Holy Soul Village. The back mountain. A waterfall.
Tang Hao had hidden the Blue Silver Emperor Leg Bone left behind after his wife Ah Yin's death there.
Along with the Blue Silver Grass seedling