After Zhao Wuji limped away.
Xiao Wu rocked Chen Yang's arm, her face full of distress.
"Brother, why did you give Little Bear Blind such a precious Berry? He could recover after resting for a few days, but that Berry takes half a month to grow!"
"That's a shallow way of looking at it, isn't it? The sooner he recovers, the sooner we can farm experience points, right?"
Chen Yang smiled, holding the Master Ball. Berries that could restore HP were quite extraordinary in this world.
The higher the user's level, the more their value became apparent. After all, they restored HP by a percentage.
The more precious the Berry, the longer it took to ripen and the smaller its yield.
The one he had just given away was a Sitrus Berry, which could restore 25% of a Pokémon's HP. Although it wasn't the best in the plantation, it was still rare.
A batch ripened every half month, with three Berries growing on each tree. Thanks to Xiao Wu, there were twenty or thirty trees of almost every variety, so they simply couldn't eat all the Berries.
He therefore used all the surplus to experiment with various mixed-flavor Pokéblocks.
Finding his explanation perfectly reasonable, Xiao Wu tilted her face up and planted a kiss on him.
"You're still the clever one, Brother~"
Just then, the notification for winning the battle sounded.
[Hell Spirit Cat, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda defeated Great Strength Vajra Bear. Experience gained: +4326, +5617] [Dun-dun-dun-dun~ Hell Spirit Cat reached level 34. Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda reached level 30.]
Chen Yang nodded in satisfaction. Defeating someone above their level really did give more experience. Besides, Zhao Wuji didn't dare strike to kill, making him the perfect helper for grinding levels.
He would seek him out again next time and try to raise the levels of Zhu Zhuqing and the others, along with Ah Yin and Yveltal, before switching opponents.
Inside the Master Ball, Ning Rongrong had been resting on the bed in a luxurious private room when her whole body trembled. She abruptly sat up, sensing her Soul Power in disbelief.
"Th-thirty! I jumped four levels at once! That's worth more than half a year of cultivation!"
Ning Rongrong cheered excitedly, rolling back and forth across the large bed and kicking her legs.
At the same time, she shared her joy with Zhu Zhuqing through the method Chen Yang had taught her.
Zhu Zhuqing! I went straight to level 30! What about you?
Level 34.
Zhu Zhuqing remained a woman of few words, but that did nothing to dampen Ning Rongrong's happiness.
She cupped her cheeks and grinned foolishly.
Hehe~ A twelve-year-old Soul Elder! And we can even use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill together. If Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, and Dad found out, they'd definitely get a shock!
Then have you decided what you'll do afterward? If Sect Master Ning finds out, he certainly won't let a genius like you stay out here.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might even end up opposing Brother Yang. After all, his ability could determine a sect's rise or fall.
If they pressure Brother Yang, whose side will you take?
Zhu Zhuqing's words were like a basin of cold water poured over Ning Rongrong's heart.
That was right...
Her father was the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He had to put the bigger picture first.
Although her father and both grandpas doted on her, if they had to choose between her and the sect, preserving the sect's legacy would surely matter more.
"This is so annoying!"
Ning Rongrong buried her face in the pillow in frustration, two little figures battling inside her mind.
The white figure said, Of course you should side with Master! He's put so much effort into helping you. How could you be an ungrateful wretch?
The black figure said, Side with Dad! He's always doted on you. Ever since you were little, he's never denied you anything you wanted.
Just as her thoughts tangled into a mess, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent for a long while, spoke again.
Actually, they won't necessarily clash. Sect Master Ning might choose to bind him to the sect through marriage instead.
That's right! Marriage!
It was a common method other factions used to win over geniuses. That way, neither side would be offended.
Ah... what a pity. I've already become his disciple, so I can't marry him on the sect's behalf. That would violate the boundaries between master and disciple. I wonder who Dad would send?
Ning Rongrong recalled the daughters her father had had with his concubines.
Yet she felt that not a single one was worthy of her master.
That left a sour feeling in her heart and made her even more irritated!
Meanwhile, in the real world.
After hurrying all the way, Tang San finally reached the Training Ground. The moment he saw Ah Yin, his heart began pounding.
She gave him the same sense of security his father did, yet he instinctively found that utterly absurd.
She was merely an evil Soul Beast. How could she compare to his loving father?
Ah Yin sensed Tang San's presence as well.
Master, who is that human? Why do I feel a sense of closeness to him?
Chen Yang glanced at Tang San, whose trousers were soaked with blood.
His name is Tang San. He's half Soul Beast. His father deceived an ignorant Soul Beast who had taken human form, and that was how he was born.
Huh? That fellow Soul Beast was so stupid! She actually let a human trick her into giving him her body!
Hearing Ah Yin's indignation at her fellow Soul Beast's failings, Chen Yang's mouth twitched.
Brilliant. Now she's insulting herself. Sure enough, even a blade of grass can't empathize with her former self.
Xiao Wu curled her lip in disgust. Inwardly cursing their rotten luck, she tugged Chen Yang's arm, wanting to leave.
Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly stepped forward, raised a hand, and called out to stop them.
"Wait!"
Xiao Wu looked back, her tone tinged with impatience. "What?!"
Tang San looked to the side and asked earnestly, "May I ask what this Soul Beast is?"
"Oh~ You mean Ah Yin? She's my companion, a Blue Silver Emperor."
Ah Yin?
The name sounded strangely familiar.
He thought back carefully. When his father fell into a drunken sleep during his childhood, he had often murmured that name over and over.
Looking again at the Blue Silver Emperor before him, he could tell she shared the same origin as his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. He also felt the stirring of a blood connection.
According to the basic Soul Master theories Yu Xiaogang had taught him, Martial Souls were usually inherited from one's parents. His hammer Martial Soul clearly came from his father, so the Blue Silver Grass must have come from his mother.
Putting those clues together, there was definitely an inseparable connection between them!
But this wasn't the right time. He couldn't rashly question them and beat the grass to startle the snake. Once his teacher returned, he would quietly ask him about the truth behind it.
With that thought, Tang San spoke.
"Sorry. I was just puzzled because a ten-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor suddenly appeared at the academy."
Then, without waiting for either of them to respond, he turned and headed back, moving even faster than when he had arrived.
There was no other reason: the numbing poison had worn off, and that heart-piercing pain had struck again. He needed to apply more medicine.
Xiao Wu watched his bedraggled retreat suspiciously.
Brother, did Tang San notice something?
It doesn't matter if he knows. He'll be the one suffering anyway. His conviction might even shatter once he confirms it.
The corners of Chen Yang's mouth lifted. He recalled Ah Yin into the Master Ball, scooped Xiao Wu up, and leaned close to her ear, gently breathing a warm puff of air against it.
"Forget him. We didn't get our fill last night, and we've got nothing to do now anyway, so why don't we~"
Xiao Wu's ears drooped, and a pink flush spread even across her neck. Then she nodded softly.
The two instantly returned to the villa in the Distortion World and began studying the origins of life.
Meanwhile, at Blue Tyrant Academy on the western side of Heaven Dou City.
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