Refining Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew-Soul Sage-Level Mental Strength? Tuoba Xi Was Stunned Yet Again!

Tuoba Xi laughed and sprang to his feet, slapping the table.

"Changqing has thought this through. He sees further than most!

"The bitter cold of the Far North breeds supreme beings. If we're going hunting, we'll hunt its fiercest, most formidable overlord!"

Tuoba Tingxue's eyes lit up. Dark-gold Taotie Dragon Might stirred around her as she declared with soaring confidence,

"Good!

"With Brother Yu, Father, and Elder Dugu backing us up, we'll have three Titled Douluo along.

"We could even venture into the heart of the Far North!"

Yin Changqing's mouth twitched.

Mom, saying it is one thing.

With our current strength, we really don't need to go into the heart of the Far North!

After all, Ferocious Beasts like the Snow Empress and Ice Empress lived there. Their three Titled Douluo were no match for them.

Tuoba Xi walked to the window of the Side Hall and looked out over the imposing grounds of the Holy Dragon Sect, his heart swelling with ambition.

"Then it's settled!

"In three days, we'll leave the sect's defenses to the elders.

"I, Yu'er, and Old Poison will accompany Ting Xue and Changqing straight to the frozen Far North!

"Once Ting Xue claims a ten-thousand-year soul beast from the Far North and returns with her ninth Soul Ring, the Holy Dragon Sect will have four Titled Douluo!

"Then it will be time for all of Douluo Continent to see the Holy Dragon Sect's true strength again!"

"When that time comes, I'll go to Spirit City and ask the elders there to hold another Douluo Continent Seven Great Sects Ranking Battle.

"We'll use sheer strength to put the Holy Dragon Sect at the top of Douluo Continent!"

That was right. The number one sect!

Once Tuoba Tingxue became a Titled Douluo, the Holy Dragon Sect would have four Titled Douluo of its own.

Tuoba Xi no longer considered the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a threat.

As for the Clear Sky Sect?

To outsiders, the Clear Sky Sect did not seem particularly strong anymore.

Tang Hao had indeed become a Titled Douluo and inherited the Clear Sky Sect's title of "Clear Sky Douluo."

But he had been expelled from the sect, and no one knew where he was hiding.

And the Clear Sky Sect itself?

Its previous sect master, the father of Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, had been angered to death.

The sect had remained hidden ever since.

With his talent, Tang Xiao would have little trouble becoming a Titled Douluo.

The other elders, however, would find it far harder.

That, at least, was how Tuoba Xi and the others saw it.

Yin Changqing knew the Clear Sky Sect was still powerful.

It had plenty of Titled Douluo, but most were only at Soul Power Level 91.

They were nothing to fear.

After returning to the Secret Chamber in his quarters, Yin Changqing took out the Immortal-Grade Herb, Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

The herb was crystal clear. A drop of spirit liquid rested on its central leaf like morning dew, giving off the faintest hint of coolness.

Without hesitation, Yin Changqing sat cross-legged on the jade platform and held up the herb. He circulated his pure light-attributed Soul Power, drawing the droplet into his mouth.

The moment it passed his throat, the liquid became a stream of piercingly cold, pure energy. It rushed to the Baihui Point at the crown of his head and poured into his sea of consciousness.

A crisp Dragon Roar rang out in Yin Changqing's mind.

His sea of consciousness had already far surpassed those of his peers after he absorbed several Soul Rings beyond their normal age limits.

Now it expanded at an astonishing pace, like parched earth drinking in rain.

In an instant, Yin Changqing's perception passed through the stone walls of the Secret Chamber and the barrier around the Side Hall.

He could even make out the breathing and footsteps of every disciple patrolling the Holy Dragon Sect's main peak.

At last, when his consciousness had fully absorbed the herb's power, Yin Changqing slowly opened his eyes. Golden light flashed through them before his gaze settled, deep and composed.

Soul Sage-level mental strength...

Yin Changqing clenched his fists. He understood what this meant.

Thanks to the formidable physique he had forged with large amounts of Whale Rubber, he had already been confident he could absorb a Soul Ring from a beast around fifty thousand years old.

Now that the Immortal-Grade Herb had strengthened his sea of consciousness to the Soul Sage level, he was virtually immune to the backlash of resentment left by a high-age soul beast after death.

That puts the upper limit for my fifth Soul Ring at sixty thousand years—perhaps even seventy thousand.

Early the next morning, in the rear courtyard of the Holy Dragon Sect's council hall, Tuoba Xi, Yin Yu, and Tuoba Tingxue were studying ancient maps of the Far North. When Yin Changqing approached, Tuoba Tingxue was the first to set down her scroll.

"Changqing, how did your recovery go last night?"

Tuoba Tingxue's voice was full of concern.

Yin Changqing smiled and looked at all three of them.

"Grandfather, Father, Mom, I refined a top-grade medicinal herb last night that specifically nourishes the soul. My mental strength has improved."

Yin Yu's expression shifted. As a Level 94 Titled Douluo, he had exceptionally sharp senses. He looked his son up and down, then said in surprise,

"No wonder your presence kept fading in and out as you walked over. Even I almost failed to notice you.

"What level has your mental perception reached?"

"In terms of raw mental strength, I've firmly reached the level of a Level 70 Soul Sage," Yin Changqing answered honestly.

"What?

"A Soul Sage?!"

Tuoba Xi's teacup stopped abruptly in his hand, nearly spilling its contents.

His eyes widened, and his beard trembled.

"You're only twelve! Your Soul Power has only just reached the Level 50 bottleneck, but your mental strength is already at the Soul Sage level?!"

Tuoba Tingxue drew a sharp breath and hurried over to examine Yin Changqing's aura. Her beautiful eyes were full of astonishment.

"An ordinary soul master's mental strength usually lags behind their Soul Power Level. Only a Soul Sage specializing in mental abilities could develop mental strength like this at Level 70.

"Changqing, this opportunity of yours is almost beyond belief."

"This is about more than heightened perception."

Yin Yu's eyes sharpened as he went straight to the heart of the matter.

"There are two great dangers in absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring:

"First, whether the body can withstand the violent surge of Soul Power.

"Second, whether the mind can endure the Soul Shock and lingering resentment of a ten-thousand-year soul beast as it dies.

"Thanks to all that top-grade Whale Rubber and the tempering of his Holy Dragon Martial Soul, Changqing's physique was already comparable to a Soul Emperor's. Now his mental strength has reached the Soul Sage level. That means..."

Tuoba Xi shot to his feet, eyes blazing. His voice rose with excitement.

"It means the age limit of the Soul Ring Changqing can absorb has gone up again—by a great deal!"

Yin Changqing nodded.

"Grandfather is right.

"I previously estimated that the limit for my fifth Soul Ring was between forty and fifty thousand years.

"Now that my mental strength has improved, I'm fully confident I can absorb and refine a Soul Ring from a sixty-thousand-year beast, or even a seventy-thousand-year one. There's no risk of my body bursting or resentment consuming my mind."

"Hahahaha!

"Excellent!

"Absolutely excellent!"

Tuoba Xi roared with laughter.

"A twelve-year-old aiming for a seventy-thousand-year fifth Soul Ring!

"Has all of Douluo Continent ever seen a monster like you? Even that pope of Spirit Hall was nowhere near you at this age!"

Tuoba Tingxue was delighted, but as his mother, she could not hide a trace of heartache and worry.

"A seventy-thousand-year soul beast is no small matter. Ordinary people can't imagine the ferocity of its power.

"Changqing, don't force yourself when the time comes to absorb your Soul Ring. If anything feels wrong, a fifty-thousand-year Soul Ring would already be astonishing enough."