Teacher Is Human, Not a God

The Ice Dragon King martial soul flashed into view, and after Jiang Qingyu withdrew it, he ignored the stunned Bibi Dong and instead went looking for Yue Guan to take a look at his Immortal Herb Record.

Though it could not compare to Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, it should have records of most immortal herbs. There might even be some unexpected discoveries.

It would be good if he could find immortal herbs suitable for Grandpa Guang Ling and Grandpa Qingluan as well.

Though Guang Ling Douluo could be rather thick-skinned, he was still quite good at times, especially when it came to protecting his own.

"Grandpa Guang Ling, let's go!"

With that, Jiang Qingyu left before Guang Ling Douluo could respond.

Guang Ling Douluo, who had still been boasting to Qian Xunji, saw Jiang Qingyu leave him behind and immediately hurried after him.

"Hey, Little Qingyu, wait for your grandpa!"

How could he leave on his own?

He did not even wait for his beloved Grandpa Guang Ling. How outrageous.

After Jiang Qingyu left, Qian Xunji was still immersed in his beautiful fantasies.

His father had named the boy the Holy Son. The future successor to the position of Pope would undoubtedly be him.

Once he grew up,

Qian Xunji could step down and enjoy life.

Though thinking that way was definitely wrong, he truly did not want to work hard anymore.

Such a monstrous genius was simply too devastating a blow to him.

His father making him the Holy Son meant that his father had already made up his mind and had a plan in place.

"Teacher, why can't I forcibly marry him?"

Bibi Dong still did not understand.

Qian Xunji said helplessly,

"He is a genius, and so are you. You are well matched in status, so forcibly marrying him is impossible."

Bibi Dong pouted. "Teacher, you said I could choose whoever I wanted. It was all a lie."

Qian Xunji: ?

"What I meant was that you could choose people from ordinary backgrounds. Jiang Qingyu has my uncle and father backing him," Qian Xunji explained.

Bibi Dong suddenly understood. "So that's how it is. Then Teacher still can't do it."

Qian Xunji's mouth twitched. He had lost—completely lost!

She had set her sights on Jiang Qingyu, yet her teacher was powerless to do anything.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qingyu had already arrived at the Consecration Hall.

As he stepped inside, gentle golden light filled the hall. Beneath the statue of the Angel God stood four figures besides Qian Daoliu and Qingluan Douluo.

Second Consecration Golden Crocodile Douluo was broad and imposing, his aura deep and steady. Fourth Consecration Lion Douluo had a wild beard and hair, naturally exuding authority without anger. Sixth Consecration Qian Jun Douluo and Seventh Consecration Jiang Mo Douluo stood side by side, their temperaments quite similar.

Guang Ling Douluo quickly stepped forward and introduced them to Jiang Qingyu one by one.

"Second Consecration, Golden Crocodile Douluo."

"Fourth Consecration, Lion Douluo."

"Sixth Consecration Qian Jun Douluo, Seventh Consecration Jiang Mo Douluo."

Jiang Qingyu nodded and greeted each of them in turn. His expression remained calm, white hair draping over his shoulders, crimson eyes clear and bright, his slender frame upright.

The four men all froze when their gazes fell upon him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo slightly raised his brows, Lion Douluo widened his eyes, and Qian Jun and Jiang Mo exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in the other's eyes.

Had Qian Daoliu not warned them beforehand that this child was male, they would have absolutely mistaken Jiang Qingyu for a peerlessly beautiful woman at first glance.

His appearance was more outstanding than that of most female soul masters.

"Is this the child Big Brother spoke of?" Lion Douluo's booming voice was the first to sound. "He looks so young. Does he really have the ability of an eighteen-year-old Soul Emperor?"

Qian Daoliu smiled and said,

"We have already verified it. He possesses twin martial souls, with soul rings of one yellow, one purple, and four black. His talent appears only once in a thousand years. I have already named him the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

The moment those words were spoken, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Golden Crocodile Douluo took two steps forward and examined Jiang Qingyu from head to toe for a moment before speaking in a deep voice.

"Good! It is Spirit Hall's great fortune to have such a genius. If you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation from now on, come find us."

Jiang Mo Douluo smiled and added,

"No wonder Old Fifth went out once and refused to come back. So he went out and picked up a treasure."

Guang Ling Douluo immediately puffed out his chest, looking smug.

"Of course. Who do you think brought him back?"

Qingluan Douluo calmly added from the side, "He mooched meals off the boy for five years before he had the nerve to bring him back."

A few soft laughs rang through the hall. Guang Ling's face reddened as he stubbornly argued back.

Standing to one side, Jiang Qingyu secretly thought that the atmosphere in the Consecration Hall was much more harmonious than he had imagined.

Of course, as the child Old Fifth had brought back, Jiang Qingyu naturally became the treasure in the palms of the seven Consecrations.

He only needed to ask for whatever he wanted.

Jiang Qingyu did not stand on ceremony.

"Grandpas, I would like a book that records the rare treasures of the continent. Do you happen to have one?"

"Rare treasures?" Qian Daoliu began to think. When he had gone to see Xunji before, he seemed to have heard Yue Guan and Ghost discussing medicinal herbs. Yue Guan's martial soul was also the Velvet Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum.

Perhaps Yue Guan could help.

At once, Qian Daoliu ordered someone to summon Yue Guan.

Before long, Yue Guan was brought to the Consecration Hall.

Yue Guan bowed. "Greetings, Seven Consecrations!"

Seeing all seven Consecrations gathered together truly gave Yue Guan a fright. Opportunities for the seven of them to be in one place were rare.

"Yue Guan, no need for formalities. Do you have any books that record medicinal herbs?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Yue Guan's heart skipped a beat. He did indeed have one, but how did the Grand Consecration know?

"Grand Consecration, I do have one."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back. "Take it out and lend it to the Holy Son. You may name any condition you wish!"

"The... Holy Son?" Yue Guan froze.

There was already a Holy Son so soon?

He looked up, his gaze locking onto Jiang Qingyu. His pupils shrank. "This is the Holy Son?"

"That's right. He is a boy, he just looks rather delicate," Guang Ling Douluo said with a smile.

This was called delicate?

That was far too delicate.

Still, he really was quite good-looking.

Yue Guan said, "Greetings, Holy Son. If you need it, I will fetch it for you right away."

Then Yue Guan took the Immortal Herb Record from his storage soul tool and handed it to Jiang Qingyu.

Being able to help the future Holy Son made Yue Guan quite happy. At the very least, it counted as a great merit.

Jiang Qingyu accepted the Immortal Herb Record. Rather than opening it immediately, he put it away.

"Elder Yue, thank you for this. There will be a generous reward afterward."

Yue Guan hurriedly said,

"It is this subordinate's honor to assist the Holy Son. As for any reward, this subordinate would not dare to ask for one."

Seeing that Yue Guan had nothing more to say, Qian Daoliu dismissed him.

If he needed anything, he could come to the Consecration Hall to find him.

"Thank you, Grandpa Qian," Jiang Qingyu said gratefully.

That single "Grandpa Qian" made Qian Daoliu beam with joy. In high spirits, he said, "Good child, it's nothing."

He had raised a son for so long, yet his son had not married or had children. Instead, the child Old Fifth brought back had called him Grandpa first. And with Jiang Qingyu's appearance, which could pass for either male or female, it was as though he had gained both a grandson and a granddaughter.

After exchanging a few more words with them, Jiang Qingyu was led by a pretty maid to his residence.

Upon arriving at the residence, the maid gave him a few instructions, saying that he could order her to fetch anything he needed.

Afterward, the maid blushed and looked at him several more times before reluctantly leaving.

Jiang Qingyu had long grown accustomed to such situations.

Next, he only needed to thoroughly study the Immortal Herb Record. Once that was done, he could set out for the immortal herb redemption code location.