So Infuriating-Does Big Brother Crown Prince Want an Immortal Herb?

She took several breaths.

Qian Renxue remembered that Jiang Nanchen's first Soul Ring had already been around eight hundred years, so absorbing a thousand-year second Soul Ring should not have been a problem.

No, wait!

That was not the point. The point was, how had Jiang Nanchen broken through to Soul Grandmaster?

His aura... had somehow reached level twenty-five too?

That meant his second Soul Ring had to be at least two thousand years old.

Recovering herself, Qian Renxue steadied her emotions. "So, how many years is your second Soul Ring?"

"Four thousand two hundred years."

Jiang Nanchen answered truthfully.

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted. Four thousand two hundred years.

Damn it, my third Soul Ring isn't even four thousand years old, yet your second Soul Ring is already four thousand years old. Are you trying to fly into the sky?

What kind of monster was this?

With such monstrous talent, even I, Qian Renxue, felt inferior.

Although his talent was absurdly heaven-defying, she was now a Soul Ancestor while he was only a Soul Grandmaster. She was still far ahead of him.

Feeling slightly more balanced, Qian Renxue still spoke with mild amazement. "Four thousand two hundred years, level twenty-five Soul Power... Nanchen, what exactly did you go through?"

She was immensely curious. He had left for just over ten days and broken through to level twenty-five. What kind of concept was that?

In less than half a month, he had completed what took others years. It was simply unbelievable.

"Uncle Pufferfish should explain this."

Jiang Nanchen handed the opportunity to report back to Porcupinefish Douluo.

Porcupinefish Douluo naturally accepted with pleasure. He had plenty to say.

Jiang Nanchen quietly left the study and returned to his room. He lay down on the bed to rest and began circulating the Angel Meditation Method.

Time passed like that. Half an hour went by before Porcupinefish Douluo finally finished his report.

Porcupinefish Douluo directly took out a bottle of water and drained it in one go. He had not paused once throughout his account.

He had practically skipped no detail at all.

As for Qian Renxue's reaction, she was naturally utterly shocked.

Martial Soul Evolution, Immortal Herbs, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Each of those things sounded acceptable on its own, but for them to happen at the same time was a little outrageous.

"Since that is the case, Nanchen has his own ideas and such firm convictions. Then I can rest assured."

Qian Renxue no longer intended to pursue the matter of the two being gone for so long. Her surprise outweighed her anxiety.

She had always been someone who clearly distinguished rewards from punishments.

"Uncle Pufferfish, thank you for your trouble on this journey."

"It was no trouble. Besides, I was delighted to see such a place. Dugu Bo has practically begun treating Nanchen as one of his own." Porcupinefish Douluo voiced his thoughts. "When the time comes, Dugu Bo likely will not become an enemy of Spirit Hall. His relationship with Prince Xue Xing is merely one of mutual interest."

Qian Renxue agreed with Porcupinefish Douluo's thoughts. It did not matter if Dugu Bo did not join Spirit Hall, so long as he stood on Jiang Nanchen's side.

"That will be all for now. You may go back first."

"Yes." Porcupinefish Douluo left.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes again and sank into thought.

Jiang Nanchen was so outstanding that it truly took her by surprise.

Nothing like this had ever happened before.

Fortunately, she had intercepted him midway. If he had been handed over to Pope Hall, problems would certainly have arisen. She did not believe that woman Bibi Dong would treat an Angel Martial Soul well.

After a restless night, it was noon the next day.

Jiang Nanchen finished meditating just as Qian Renxue knocked on his door.

"Are you awake?"

Jiang Nanchen got out of bed and opened the door.

"Big Brother Crown Prince, is lunch ready?"

Qian Renxue smiled sweetly and tapped Jiang Nanchen on the head with a finger. "You wake up and immediately think about eating. Don't worry, it's all ready."

"The three great joys in life are eating, sleeping, and cultivating."

Jiang Nanchen sighed.

"You certainly have plenty of principles."

Afterward, Qian Renxue led Jiang Nanchen to the backyard. A lavish lunch had already been prepared on the stone table beside the stream.

The sight immediately whetted Jiang Nanchen's appetite. He rushed into battle at once and began filling his stomach.

He had not been able to eat to his heart's content for so long that he was nearly starving to death.

Within the Spiritual Sea, Bing Yue stared longingly. "Why can't I eat any? I want to eat so badly!"

I want to eat too. The food in the human world looks rather appealing.

"Wait a little. There are still people outside, so we cannot expose our identities yet."

Huo Li spoke very calmly, but her stomach let out an uncooperative growl.

Bing Yue burst out laughing. "Oh, please. Stop pretending to be so proper. Whose stomach was growling louder than anyone else's just now?"

Huo Li turned her face away, still stubbornly refusing to admit it. "It was merely a normal physiological reaction. It means nothing."

Bing Yue rolled her eyes and could not be bothered to expose her. Her gaze continued following Jiang Nanchen's line of sight as she stared greedily at the food on the stone table.

After a long while outside, Jiang Nanchen set down the last bone and let out a satisfied burp. Of the dozen or so plates on the table, nearly all were empty, with barely any soup left behind.

Qian Renxue looked at the mess all over the table, helpless yet amused. "Feel good after eating?"

"Mhm, unbelievably good." Jiang Nanchen nodded and rubbed his round belly. "It has been a long time since I ate this heartily."

Qian Renxue handed him a cup of warm water. "Drink slowly, don't choke. Are you planning to return to the academy this afternoon? You've been absent for more than ten days. Teacher Zhi Lin and the others are probably worried about you."

"I'll go back." Jiang Nanchen took the cup and had a sip. "It'll be good to show my face."

"That works." Qian Renxue rested her chin on her hand and watched him. "I've had some light-attribute cultivation resources prepared for you. I'll have them sent to your room later. You just absorbed your second Soul Ring, so it would be good to stabilize your foundation."

Jiang Nanchen raised his brows. "Big Brother Crown Prince, you're being this generous?"

"Of course." Qian Renxue gave a soft snort and pretended to be smug. "If you follow this Crown Prince, how could I possibly let you suffer?"

Jiang Nanchen smiled but did not respond, lowering his head to slowly drink his water.

Jiang Nanchen looked up at Qian Renxue and suddenly spoke. "Big Brother Crown Prince, I have an Immortal Herb. Do you want it?"

The teacup in Qian Renxue's hand abruptly paused. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with astonishment. "An Immortal Herb?"

She had only heard Porcupinefish Douluo recount the strange events of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well yesterday, yet she had never expected Jiang Nanchen to offer her one on his own initiative.

Her thoughts immediately began racing. Could it be an Immortal Herb suited to the Angel Martial Soul? If it truly matched her, it might help her break through her current bottleneck and reach the threshold of Soul King sooner.

Jiang Nanchen wiped his hands and smiled unhurriedly. "If you want it, just say so, and I'll give it to you."

"Yes, of course I want it." Qian Renxue did not hesitate in the slightest. Immortal Herbs were things one could only encounter by chance. Why would anyone refuse one delivered right to their door? She straightened her back and added with feigned composure, "But let's be clear first. I don't want it if it's useless."

Her words sounded picky, but the longing in her eyes was impossible to conceal. She had been stuck at the peak of Soul Ancestor for some time. Ordinary treasures were completely useless to her. If she truly had the aid of an Immortal Herb, breaking through to Soul King would not be difficult.

Jiang Nanchen took an Immortal Herb from his storage Soul Tool. It had nine lotus petals: the five outer petals were translucent like ice crystals, their coldness restrained within, while the four inner petals were golden and warm as jade.

"What Immortal Herb is this?"

Qian Renxue examined it carefully. This Immortal Herb radiated such a holy aura, and its resonance with her was immensely strong.