Planting Spirit Herbs: Heavenly Creation Dew!

"Mysterious Heaven Skill..."

Chu Lan eagerly opened the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.

Given his current situation, he desperately needed a cultivation manual that could replace meditation.

In Tang San's original world, the Mysterious Heaven Skill had been an orthodox Daoist cultivation method. It surely had something extraordinary about it.

He did not care which faction the "Mysterious Heaven Skill" came from. What he cared about were the words "orthodox Daoist cultivation method."

Chu Lan specifically extracted the cultivation method for the Mysterious Heaven Skill from the [Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record]. As he read, he headed toward the back mountain of Holy Soul Village.

Even while learning the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he could not forget to eat. The back mountain had plenty of resources and was a place he often visited.

He had even discovered Tang Hao's hidden treasure site.

But with his previous abilities, he simply could not enter Tang Hao's treasure site. The gigantic waterfall over a hundred meters tall alone had completely blocked his way.

Still, that place was indeed rich in water resources, and it was also where he set his fish traps.

Outside the waterfall.

The thunderous roar of the falling water echoed in Chu Lan's ears.

He studied the waterfall and thought of Ah Yin and the soul bone hidden behind it. He could not help but feel tempted.

"A single drop of the Heavenly Creation Dew condensed in the Little Green Bottle should be enough to give a plant a hundred years of cultivation. That's far more useful than the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. With the Little Green Bottle, I won't have to worry about running out of medicinal herbs in the future."

Chu Lan calculated silently, the corners of his mouth rising. After taking a deep breath, he lifted the bamboo fish trap he had placed in the pool. Inside were more than twenty fish of all sizes.

"A huge haul! A huge haul!"

Chu Lan carried the fish trap back to Holy Soul Village. Aside from keeping some for himself, he gave some fish to the villagers. Feeling embarrassed to take them for free, the villagers would give him things in return.

For the next several days, he traveled through worlds once each day. Often, he would end up in places where there was nothing he could take, wasting those chances to travel.

But occasionally, he gained something.

For example—

Shrouding the Heavens, at the foot of Mount Tai: Ye Fan's Mercedes!

Battle Through the Heavens, the Mittel Family: Yafei's stockings!

In any case, Chu Lan had become an interdimensional robber, a bandit.

He robbed people face-to-face and took whatever he wanted, without the slightest sense of shame.

As the days passed, Chu Lan avoided Tang San and cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eyes, Mysterious Jade Hand, and other techniques for three months.

He also studied the Medicine Canon and Poison Canon.

Before long, the opening day of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy arrived.

Outside the wooden house, Old Jack called out, "Chu Lan, school's starting. I'll take you into the city."

"Coming!" Chu Lan had already packed his things and was simply waiting for Old Jack to come get him.

The two headed toward the village entrance.

However—

Just as they reached Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, Tang Hao walked out.

"Old Jack, I have something to discuss with you."

The moment Tang Hao approached and opened his mouth, Chu Lan smelled a foul stench coming from him. A strong odor of alcohol also wafted from his body.

"What is it?" Old Jack asked, somewhat puzzled.

Tang Hao glanced at Chu Lan and said flatly, "Didn't you want Little San to attend the Soul Master Academy so he could become a soul master in the future? I agree. Take him with you."

Old Jack frowned. "Our village only has one work-study student slot."

Tang Hao said indifferently, "Isn't that simple? Go talk to another village and have Little San use their work-study student slot to attend school."

"A youth capable of becoming a soul master might not appear in a hundred villages in an entire year. The other villages may not have a suitable candidate this year, either."

Old Jack's lips twitched. "You really know how to give me trouble. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Look at what time it is already..."

Tang Hao felt no guilt whatsoever.

Old Jack liked and pitied Tang San. Tang Hao was certain that if he put it this way, Old Jack would definitely help.

Old Jack sighed. "Fine, I understand. I'll take Chu Lan to school first. When I return, I'll ask around the other villages."

Tang Hao nodded blandly and turned back into his house.

"Little San really has it hard with a father like that..." Old Jack lamented, then urged Chu Lan onward. "Chu Lan, let's hurry into the city."

Chu Lan nodded. He glanced at Tang Hao's retreating figure and followed Old Jack, while many thoughts rose in his mind.

"If Tang San still ends up attending Nuoding Academy, it won't be until tomorrow at the earliest."

"If that happens, I might be able to lure Xiao Wu away first, then leave Nuoding City. That would keep Tang Hao from noticing me and let me avoid Tang San too."

"Forget it. There's no use overthinking it. Xiao Wu isn't a girl who trusts strangers easily."

By noon.

Outside Nuoding Academy.

Chu Lan did not play the game of "playing weak before striking hard." He chose to "rule over all beneath heaven."

It was a little cringe, but it could spare him humiliation.

Therefore!

He had summoned Tiger Soul long ago!

"Awoo—"

The two-meter-long Tiger Soul stood beside Chu Lan, ferocious and menacing as it stared fixedly at the gatekeeper.

Such a vicious beast appearing on the street immediately caused a commotion. The gatekeeper's eyes widened in fright, sweat beading on his face. Even with an iron gate between them, he did not dare approach.

Chu Lan leaned casually against Tiger Soul and simply watched the gatekeeper.

Old Jack was not so arrogant. He slowly stepped forward and said with a trace of respect, "Hello, we're from Holy Soul Village. This is our village's work-study student for this year."

Chu Lan brought Tiger Soul to Old Jack's side, took out the martial soul certificate issued by Su Yuntao, and asked, "This is the martial soul certificate issued by Master Su Yuntao. Would you like to verify whether it's genuine?"

The gatekeeper swallowed as he stared at Tiger Soul.

Not because he wanted to eat tiger meat, but because he feared Tiger Soul would charge in and bite him.

"Make the tiger beside you step back first."

Hearing that, Chu Lan said flatly, "This is my martial soul. You don't need to be afraid."

At those words, Yu Xiaogang's figure flashed through the gatekeeper's mind, and he understood. He was disdainful inside, but did not dare show it.

No matter how despised or disregarded Yu Xiaogang was in the field of soul masters, he was not someone an ordinary person like him could casually gossip about.

The gatekeeper carefully extended his hand and accepted the martial soul certificate from Chu Lan. When he saw "Innate Full Soul Power" written in the Innate Soul Power section, he was so shocked that he could not speak. He stammered:

"Innate... Innate Full Soul Power?"

He looked Chu Lan up and down in disbelief. His patched hemp clothes made it obvious that he was one of the poorest villagers, and the gatekeeper could not help muttering under his breath, "A sparrow turning into a phoenix..."

"Boom!"

Tiger Soul was highly sentient and had astonishing hearing. Upon hearing the gatekeeper's mockery, it leaped over the iron gate and entered the academy grounds, pouncing directly on the gatekeeper. Its bloody maw opened wide, sharp fangs dripping with saliva.

"You dare insult my master? You're courting death!"

The gatekeeper collapsed in terror, his face pale as liquid seeped from his pants.

It could talk? A martial soul could actually talk?