God Tang San's Gaze
Xuan Zi's lips moved slightly, but he finally steeled himself and said in a deep voice:
Now that we're joining forces, there's no need to hide anything from you anymore.
"He received the Sea God Inheritance, and we were able to find this place thanks to his guidance. He knows the herbs here better than any of us."
Du Busi's casual expression vanished instantly. His eyes narrowed again as he sized Tang San up and down.
"The successor of the Sea God?"
Tang San, however, did not follow Xuan Zi's advice to fabricate an identity. Instead, he directly pointed to the Moonlight Snow Ginseng:
"You need to strengthen your Spiritual Power; its medicinal effects are sufficient."
That statement is half true.
If Moonlight Snow Ginseng is aged for ten thousand years, its core will condense into a drop of Silver Marrow Pearl. After consumption, it can truly nourish the Spiritual Origin and strengthen the body's foundation.
But this plant in front of us is only a little over nine thousand years old. Its appearance is already extremely similar to that of a mature, ten-thousand-year-old plant, but its ginseng heart is still missing the most crucial final step.
Taking it in advance can indeed cause a short-term surge in Spiritual Power, but the price is prematurely depleting or even burning away the potential for future Spiritual Power growth.
By the time the person who took the medicine realized that their cultivation would lack momentum and that cracks would appear in their Sea of Spirit, the medicinal effects had already completely integrated with their meridians.
Tang San recognized the few fine tendrils at the base of the ginseng root that had not yet sprouted silver marrow, but he only glanced at them before looking away.
It can indeed cause a surge in Spiritual Power within a few years, and even lead to rapid breakthroughs in cultivation realms. If the Body Sect is still not satisfied with such immediate results, then they can only blame the limited talent of the person taking the medicine.
Du Busi strode to the ginseng and lowered his tall body. Dark green Spiritual Power, like a fine net, slowly swept across the leaves of the Moonlight Snow Ginseng.
The rich, cool, and extremely potent medicinal power instantly returned to his Sea of Consciousness.
The thought of Du Busi him stirred within him.
He understands cultivation, and even more so, he understands the requirements of the Body Martial Soul for qi and blood.
At his level, he never consulted ancient texts when investigating pharmacology; he relied solely on his Level 98 cultivation and the instincts of his physical body, a method that had always proven effective.
Confident in the keen eye he had honed over most of his life, he absolutely refused to believe that anyone could deceive him by faking the scent of herbs!
That pure spiritual fluctuation was undeniable; judging solely by its aura, there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
However, Xuan Zi's mention of the title "successor of the Sea God" still made Du Busi a little wary. He straightened up, stared at Xuan Zi, and coldly snorted:
"Since this medicine is so effective, why was it left until now?"
Xuan Zi was momentarily speechless at this question, and his face stiffened.
The phrase "Du Busi" hit the nail on the head regarding what Xuan Zi had just overlooked.
Logically speaking, since this Moonlight Snow Ginseng is a spiritual Immortal Herb, why didn't our ancestor keep it to use in order to restore his Divine Soul?
Even if all else fails, Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes Martial Soul is extremely reliant on Spiritual Power, so why not just give it to Huo Yuhao directly?
Why did they point it out to the Body Sect at this very moment?
Xuan Zi's gaze swept over Tang San, Huo Yuhao, and the snow ginseng.
He didn't believe that Huo Yuhao's trip to the Body Sect for "exchange" today would immediately grant him the Body Sect's full support and cultivation. Giving away even the newly acquired Immortal Herb seemed to have a deeper meaning to his ancestor's actions.
Tang San noticed the change in Xuan Zi's expression and was about to make up an excuse when a sudden change occurred.
"Buzz--"
At the boundary between the calm, Extreme Cold Ice Spring and the blazing Yang Spring, a ray of pure blue-gold light suddenly appeared.
The light, devoid of any trace of Soul Power or the hustle and bustle of fireworks, spread rapidly along the mountain wall and the spring bank the moment it lit up.
Du Busi stood up straight, his dark green protective Soul Power activating on its own, but it was firmly suppressed within an inch of his body by that imposing aura.
Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe's expressions changed as well. The Soul Power that had just emerged from their shoulders was immediately forced back down.
Beside the spring, the petals of the Aromatic Silk Beauty suddenly unfurled without restraint. The enormous pink flower swayed in the blue-gold light, letting out a Youyou cry of surprise:
"It's that person's scent!"
Du Busi was shocked and turned his head sharply to look at Tang San, who was being blocked by Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe.
The suspicion and wariness in his eyes were instantly suppressed by astonishment.
"What Xuan Zi said is true!"
However, Tang San, who was standing among the group, was now deathly pale.
He knew this power all too well. This wasn't some divine miracle; it was that the "self" in the Divine Realm had finally looked over!
Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, dripping onto the ground.
Tang San immediately severed all perception of the outside world, compressing and hiding his reborn Divine Sense deep within the Sea Dragon Martial Soul Origin in the deepest part of this body.
He lowered his head, hunched his thin back, held his breath, and remained motionless like a clay or wooden sculpture, hoping to get away with it.
In the Divine Realm, the sea of clouds churns.
Sea God Hall, Tang San put down the scroll in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked towards the Douluo Continent.
One day in the Divine Realm is equivalent to one year in the Lower Realm.
He had only arranged a few minor things to hinder the Destruction of his energy, and a long time had already passed on the Douluo Continent.
The several points of contact he had previously left at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in Sunset Forest were repeatedly activated during this period. Only now did he finally free up a sliver of his mind to investigate along that connection.
"Huo Yuhao, have you finally found it?"
Tang San's lips still held a faint, confident smile. That Herb Garden was the greatest treasure he left to Shrek and to his own precious child.
He closed his eyes, and his divine sense instantly spread out with the help of the mark left in the Yin -Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
As the clouds and mist before him dissipated, the scene at the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well Valley clearly appeared in his Divine Sense.
Tang San's smile froze slightly, then gradually disappeared.
The scene in the Herb Garden was completely different from what he had imagined. "The young man undergoing trials and obtaining the Immortal Herb to be reborn."
Large swaths of broken, withered branches; soil churned and disturbed by Soul Power; shattered bluestone. What made his brow twitch the most were the few patches of soil around Yang Spring and Hanquan that had been clearly uprooted and left empty!
His Immortal Herb has been thoroughly disturbed!
Following his senses, Tang San's gaze fell on the group of people gathered by the spring.
Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, and several old men whose bodies were glowing.
Huo Yuhao was indeed present, but he stood strangely beside the old man in green robes.
The copy of the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record" that he left behind is still protected among the petals of the Aromatic Silk Beauty and has not been given away at all!
Why are there so many people here?
Tang San frowned, his expression gradually turning cold.
He had just activated his Divine Sense to carefully examine these people when his gaze suddenly stopped.
Tang San's divine sense lingered on the blue-haired child.
"And who... are you?"