Nine Treasure Glazed Tile

The Immortal Herbs' medicinal power lasted the entire night.

The Valley outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well seemed to light up, waves of Soul Power rippling outward one after another. At first, Dugu Bo still fretted over his Medicine Garden. Later, he simply sat down on a rock and fell silent.

He could see it now.

These children truly were suited to them.

In the wrong hands, those herbs would be pearls cast before swine; with these children, it was as if they had found the paths they were meant to take.

Dai Mubai was the first to open his eyes.

Golden light from the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum flowed around him. His White Tiger Martial Soul gave a low growl, and his Soul Power surged. When he stood, his joints crackled softly. He seemed to have been forged anew, his once-sharp presence now carrying a weight beneath its edge.

"Level forty." Tang San glanced at him and smiled. "Boss Dai, you need your Fourth Soul Ring."

Dai Mubai clenched his fist, unable to hide the fire in his eyes. "Finally."

Oscar woke beside them and nearly jumped at the news. "You're level forty? What about me?"

Tang San checked his Soul Power. "Level thirty-five."

Oscar stared for a long moment, then covered his face. "I'm a Food System Soul Master, and even I get a day like this."

Bai Jin poked his head down from the tree. "Don't cry. Tears in your sausages will ruin the taste."

Half of Oscar's emotion shattered on the spot.

What happened with Ma Hongjun was even more dramatic.

The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower's crimson power slowly sank into his body. The restless Evil Fire within him seemed to be swallowed by true Phoenix Flame, growing pure and bright. When he opened his