Soul Ring Backlash, Researching It Myself

Spirit City, Yu Xiaogang slowly opened the file bag in his hand, but when he took out the contents, his eyes widened involuntarily, and he quickly flipped through the items taken out of the file bag.

Because it wasn't information on solving the problem of Soul Ring Backlash at all, but a stack of blank paper without a single word on it.

"What's wrong, Grandmaster?" Zhao Wuji asked softly, following beside Yu Xiaogang.

"I didn't get any information or methods to resolve the Soul Ring Backlash; all I got was a stack of blank paper." Yu Xiaogang threw away the blank paper in his hand and couldn't help but let out a helpless sigh.

"Didn't get it? Grandmaster, then we came all this way for nothing?" Zhao Wuji said with some surprise.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Let's go back to Heaven Dou City first." Yu Xiaogang glanced deeply in the direction of the Pope's Palace, and anger rose in his heart.

But he still didn't dare to go back to find Bibi Dong now. He had just left Spirit City when a Soul King followed him. Going back now would be suicide. "Grandmaster, how should we deal with the backlash from Little San's Soul Ring Backlash?" Zhao Wuji asked.

"I'll study it slowly first. In any case, I'm Grandmaster in theory," Yu Xiaogang said softly, putting his hands behind his back.

"Take your time to study it?" Zhao Wuji glanced at Yu Xiaogang beside him, his voice tinged with surprise.

"Well, for now, Little San can focus on cultivating his First Martial Soul. The five Soul Rings on his Second Martial Soul are already sufficient." Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything more, but quietly followed beside Yu Xiaogang.

Time passed steadily, and the sky gradually darkened.

In her boudoir, Qian Renxue rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up from the bed.

"Xuehan, what time is it now?" Qian Renxue's somewhat languid voice came from her mouth.

Upon hearing the sound, Jun Xuehan snapped out of her Meditative Cultivation state, glanced at the sky outside, and said, "It's still early, only seven o'clock."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Seven o'clock? Have I only slept for three hours?"

Jun Xuehan smiled and said, "Xue'er, do you want to guess whether it's seven in the morning or seven in the evening?"

Qian Renxue blinked, sat up abruptly from the bed, and said, "Seven o'clock at night, did I sleep all day?"

Jun Xuehan reached out and gently stroked Qian Renxue's hair, saying, "What do you think?"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes, looked at Jun Xuehan beside her, and said, "Guess if I'm hungry now after sleeping all day?"

Jun Xuehan chuckled softly and asked gently, "Xue'er, what would you like to eat now? I'll go prepare it for you."

A haughty expression appeared on Qian Renxue's pretty face. She snorted and said, "You can handle it as you see fit."

Jun Xuehan reached out and gently stroked Qian Renxue's delicate nose, saying, "Xue'er, then get up and wash up first, I'll go prepare it for you."

With that, Jun Xuehan stood up and walked outside, while Qian Renxue's beautiful face showed a happy smile as she got up to wash up.

Stepping out of her room, Jun Xuehan went straight to the kitchen. Looking at the ingredients laid out, she washed them thoroughly and started cooking.

About an hour later, Jun Xuehan packed the prepared dishes into a lunchbox and headed towards her boudoir.

Back in her room, Jun Xuehan placed the lunchbox in front of Qian Renxue, who was sitting at the table waiting for her, and said, "Xue'er, I've made everything for you. Try it."

Qian Renxue opened the lunchbox, looked at the dishes inside, blinked her beautiful eyes a few times, and said, "Did you make all these dishes?"

Jun Xuehan shrugged and said, "Otherwise what? Do you think there would still be maids in the kitchen at this hour?"

As she spoke, Jun Xuehan reached out and picked up a pair of bowls and chopsticks, handing them to Qian Renxue.

"Not bad, I didn't realize your cooking skills were improving so much, Xuehan. But it seems there's no staple food." Qian Renxue took the bowl and chopsticks and said with a faint smile.

"The main dish is at the bottom of the lunchbox. I made you fried rice with eggs," Jun Xuehan said softly, sitting down at the table and resting her head on her hand.

"Oh, then let's taste it, let's taste Young Master Jun's cooking." Qian Renxue picked up a bit of food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth and tasted it. Then her eyes lit up and she started eating it directly.

Jun Xuehan simply watched quietly without saying a word.

"Xuehan, is there something on my face?" Qian Renxue noticed Jun Xuehan's gaze fixed on her and couldn't help but ask.

"No, Xue'er, you eat yours, I'll eat mine," Jun Xuehan said casually, resting her head on her hand.

Qian Renxue didn't pay any attention and kept her head down, eating the dishes in front of her. As she ate, she said, "By the way, Xuehan, I feel that my Martial Soul is on the verge of evolution. It's just a little bit away from evolving."

Jun Xuehan nodded slightly and said, "Well, since it's almost over, don't rush it. Take it slow, or your body won't be able to handle it."

Qian Renxue paused, looked up at Jun Xuehan in front of her, and said, "It's just one more step, how can we take it so slowly?"

Jun Xuehan gently wiped away the grease from Qian Renxue's lips and said softly, "What's the difference? It's just a few days earlier or later at most. Although the Martial Soul Evolution is very important, you also have to consider whether your body can handle it."

Qian Renxue looked at Jun Xuehan's gentle movements, a thoughtful look in her eyes, and said, "Of course there is a difference. If it were two days earlier, my strength would have improved sooner. In terms of strength, it is naturally better to do it as early as possible."

Jun Xuehan smiled and said, "What difference does it make if it's a few days earlier or a few days later? You can still cultivate a few days earlier. But if you think you can handle it, I don't mind."

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes and said, "Be serious, I'm talking about serious matters."

Jun Xuehan sat up straight, shrugged nonchalantly, and said, "I was talking about serious matters, not joking. And it's about the same thing I'm talking to you about."

Qian Renxue looked at Jun Xuehan's indifferent expression, her eyes blinking slightly as if she was thinking about something.

Then, Qian Renxue's face revealed a reckless expression, and she snorted coldly, saying, "Hmph, how could I not be able to handle it?"

After saying that, Qian Renxue lowered her head and ate the dishes in front of her.

"Xue'er, you've really gone all out for the Martial Soul Evolution." Jun Xuehan smiled faintly and reached out to gently stroke Qian Renxue's delicate nose.