After several days of travel, the group finally returned to Dragon City.
After settling Shui Bing'er and the other two in, Shui Qinghan immediately took Jiang Lan and left Dragon City without pause.
"Teacher, where are you taking me?" Jiang Lan asked.
"The Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow Cave. I plan to take a piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow and use its effects to condense a Soul Core, then break through the bottleneck to the Title Rank," Shui Qinghan said succinctly.
"Teacher, are you confident you can condense a Soul Core?" Jiang Lan's eyes lit up as he asked in delighted surprise.
"Yes. I have an eighty percent chance of successfully condensing a Soul Core. Taking a piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow is merely an added precaution." Shui Qinghan smiled faintly and nodded.
Over the past three months, she had already memorized every step of condensing a Soul Core by heart.
At most, she had compressed seventy percent of her Soul Power into solidified Soul Power.
Naturally, when that solidified Soul Power exploded, its might was truly earth-shattering, already comparable to the full-force strike of a level ninety-one or ninety-two Titled Douluo.
"Teacher, caution is right. With only an eighty percent chance, what difference is there between rounding it off and zero?" Jiang Lan said approvingly.
"You child..." Shui Qinghan did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Who rounded things off like that?
Still, once she broke through to the Title Rank and her Martial Soul evolved into Ultimate Ice, Lan'er and the others would no longer have to live so cautiously.
Without reaching the Title Rank, one would ultimately remain an ant.
Even if the family produced a genius, they could only keep them hidden and dare not reveal them lightly.
Before long, Shui Qinghan carried Jiang Lan to the