I'll Help You Obtain Your Fourth Spirit Ring

Yu Xiaogang stood by the spring, the moonlight casting distinct light and shadow on his profile.

He looked up at Dugu Bo and snorted coldly.

"This Antidote is fine; take it without worry."

Dugu Bo stared at him for a couple of moments, then nodded. "That's good."

He sat cross-legged on the ground, uncorked the jade bottle, brought it to his lips, and tilted his head back to drink it down.

The half-bottle of dark green liquid slid down his throat into his stomach. He put down the bottle, closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and began to circulate his Soul Power.

He actually knew that the Antidote was probably fine.

He had personally watched Yu Xiaogang prepare the prescription; he recognized all the herbs that were for strengthening the body and replenishing vital energy, and he couldn't find any fault with the cooking time and proportions.

The only problem lies in those few drops of Ye Lin's blood.

He could see the color of the blood, but he couldn't discern anything unusual. Crimson, blue, and gold were mixed together; he had never seen blood of that color in his life.

He silently thought to himself: Who cares?

Anyway, the Inner Core is inside Ye Lin's stomach. If he dies, that kid will die too.

Yu Xiaogang dared not gamble with his disciple's life.

At first, I didn't feel anything, but after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn...

He suddenly felt the tingling, itchy sensation that had been pressing down on his ribs for years loosen slightly.

He paused for a moment, then tried to direct his Soul Power in that direction. The toxins were gradually peeled out from the meridians in his ribs, enveloped by his Soul Power, and moved an inch toward the Spirit Bone.

Dugu Bo's eyes snapped open.

"Done, it's turned an inch."

He paused for a moment, then closed his eyes again and continued to circulate his Soul Power.

This time, he sensed more than just the toxins loosening.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's Martial Soul within his body trembled slightly deep within his meridians, as if something had been awakened from its slumber.

The snake's scales had an extra layer of very faint golden sheen.

The barrier in his dantian that had been holding him back for years also cracked open.

The bottleneck at Ninety-first Level has been overcome.

When Dugu Bo opened his eyes again, he seemed like a completely different person.

"Your Antidote is indeed effective."

"Yu Xiaogang, you truly deserve the title of 'Grandmaster ' for a reason."

Yu Xiaogang's face remained expressionless; he simply nodded slightly in Dugu Bo's direction.

"I will continue to prepare the Antidote; you can come and pick it up once a day."

"One course of treatment lasts three months. We'll check the results again after three months."

Dugu Bo nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

He turned around, his figure swaying twice in the moonlight, rounded the stone wall at the valley entrance, and disappeared into the depths of the trees.

Yu Xiaogang watched the green-clad figure disappear into the valley.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around, and tilted his head slightly in Ye Lin's direction.

"Ye Lin, go and pick that ' Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, and drink the dew inside."

"It will greatly benefit your Spiritual Power."

"You don't need to persuade me to take it. You can take it directly. The teacher needs to take other things as well."

Ye Lin smiled and nodded.

He walked deeper into the Medicine Garden, squatted down, and found a pale blue plant among a clump of low-lying vegetation.

The blade of grass looked like a small bottle, with a single, glistening dewdrop hanging inside.

He reached out and plucked the entire plant, dripping the dew inside into his mouth.

He sat cross-legged by the spring, closed his eyes, and began to refine the medicinal effects.

Yu Xiaogang wasn't idle either; he did prepare something for himself—the Dragon Soul Grass that Ye Lin didn't need.

Yu Xiaogang summoned Luo Sanpao Luo Sanpao, who opened his mouth wide and ate half of the mountain of Dragon Soul Grass in one gulp.

Instantly, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of heat in his body, and he sat cross-legged to begin absorbing and refining a large amount of Dragon Soul Grass.

As dawn approached, Ye Lin woke up from his cultivation.

He opened his eyes, and two beams of purple-gold light flashed through his pupils, particularly striking in the morning light.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up at the old tree in front of him.

The veins of every leaf on the tree canopy were clearly imprinted in his vision, the thin layer of chlorophyll between the veins, every grain of dust attached to the back of the leaf, and every moment when the morning dew condensed into beads on the edge of the leaf.

He looked out through the gaps in the tree canopy, and the direction of every crack on the valley's rock face, the curvature of every blade of grass in the crevices, and the orientation of every hair on the blade of grass were all magnified before his eyes.

He closed his eyes, absorbed those things into his Spiritual Sea, and when he opened his eyes again, the layer of purplish-gold light had already receded.

Purple Demon Eyes, Third Realm, Mustard Seed.

He then felt the Soul Power in his dantian was thicker than the night before.

My cultivation level has reached level forty.

Yu Xiaogang also opened his eyes at the same time.

He stood up from the ground, stretched his neck, and his cervical spine made a series of crisp cracking sounds.

He looked down at his hands. The True Dragon Bloodline that Luo Sanpao had nurtured back was slowly circulating beneath his skin, as if something had settled in the crevices of his bones.

My Soul Power increased from level 51 to level 52.

My physical fitness has also improved significantly; the resilience of my meridians and the density of my bones are much better than before.

Luo Sanpao lay at his feet, his body having grown even larger than the night before, his four-meter-tall frame taking up most of the open space by the spring.

Its platinum scales gleamed dazzlingly in the morning light. It raised its head and let out a deep dragon roar, which echoed through the valley several times before slowly fading away.

Yu Xiaogang turned around and looked at Ye Lin.

"It looks like you've broken through."

Ye Lin nodded. "Level 40, and the Purple Demon Eyes has entered the third realm."

"It's a pity we can't obtain the Fourth Spirit Ring now."

Yu Xiaogang glanced at him, his tone neither hurried nor slow.

"You don't need to rush to acquire your Fourth Spirit Ring."

"Once we return to the Shrek Academy, Erlong and Flender will take you to obtain it. During this time, the Soul Power you cultivate will not disappear."

"After you acquire your Fourth Spirit Ring, all that Soul Power will manifest."

Ye Lin nodded. "I'll listen to whatever the teacher says."

Just then, a voice came from the direction of the valley entrance.

The voice had a lazy tone.

"If you want to acquire Spirit Ring sooner, I can take you there."

Yu Xiaogang turned around. Beside the stone wall at the entrance of the valley, a figure in green was leaning against it.

Dugu Bo crossed his arms, tilted his head, and had a faint, ambiguous smile on his lips.

He stood there, unaware of how long he had been there.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at him. "You'd be so kind as to help us find suitable Spirit Ring?"

Dugu Bo muttered under his breath, "What are you saying? You helped me detoxify, so what's wrong with me helping you find a suitable Spirit Ring?"

"Anyway, I had nothing else to do; it was just a small favor."