Lin Mo watched Qian Shan's departing figure, remaining silent.
He walked slowly, passed through the courtyard gate, turned into the village road, and soon disappeared from sight.
Before long, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who had already separated from the group of women, returned to Lin Mo's side and followed his gaze into the distance.
Ye Lingling asked softly, "Do you know his identity?"
Lin Mo nodded and said, "I understand. Just as I guessed yesterday, it was someone sent by Qian Renxue."
He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the two women. "In his words, the purpose of his presence here is to prevent any unforeseen circumstances."
Because of me, many people are extremely interested in the village, but so far no one has dared to actually make a move there.
Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling covered her mouth and chuckled, her purple eyes curving into crescents. "It seems she values you very much."
The Heaven Dou Empire has offered you substantial rewards, even bestowing upon you the One-Character Prince Equal to the Emperor " and the Sea God's Heart— treasures of unparalleled power.
Ye Lingling paused, her tone becoming slightly teasing. "Perhaps realizing that this path wouldn't work, she chose another route—she directly stole from your house."
At this point, Ye Lingling's tone became somewhat wistful.
The feeling of being sneaked away again was particularly unpleasant for her.
This was her first time visiting the village chief who had raised Lin Mo, and she was surprised to find that someone had already arrived before her.
Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall, actually ran away.
Lin Mo sighed and slapped each of them on the bottom, making a crisp sound. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling both cried out "Ouch!" at the same time, and both girls blushed.
"You two, don't laugh at me," Lin Mo said helplessly.
If only it were as simple as Ye Lingling described.
Qian Renxue's actions were merely to win him over, then that's understandable.
The key issue is that he Mingdu already accepted the olive branch extended by Qian Renxue in her capacity as Xue Qinghe. He accepted the title of King of the Heaven Dou Empire One-Character Prince Equal to the Emperor Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.
But now, she has actually come back to the village in her original form, which makes Lin Mo particularly happy.
What is Hao Renxue's purpose? It can't be that she really lusts after my body.
Lin Mo shook his head, dismissing the unreliable idea from his mind.
He withdrew his gaze, turned and walked into the courtyard, with Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling following behind him. The three of them came to the village chief's side together.
The village chief was sitting in a recliner, holding an old palm-leaf fan in his hand, slowly waving it.
Seeing the three approach, he looked up, a smile spreading across his face, "Finished chatting? You know that Doctor Qian?"
Lin Mo squatted down beside him and nodded. "I know him. He's someone sent by an old friend."
The village chief simply said "Oh" and didn't ask any further questions.
Lin Mo looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Grandpa Village Chief, I plan to let Doctor Qian stay in the village."
The village chief was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo explained, "He's an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo level expert. With him in charge of the village, I feel more at ease."
The village chief nodded. "It's up to you."
Lin Mo did not intend to stop Qian Renxue from staying here after receiving orders.
With an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo secretly stationed in Soul Emperor Village, Lin Mo no longer needed to worry about the safety of the village and its chief.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo frowned slightly.
He spoke with the village chief last night, expressing his desire to bring the village chief to live in Heaven Dou City, but was refused.
In the words of the village chief, "People get old and don't want to move."
However, based on Lin Mo's understanding of him, he was more reluctant to leave the village and his old friends there.
Since the village chief was unwilling to leave, Lin Mo did not force him.
Everyone has the right to make their own choices, and he respects the village chief's decision.
The following afternoon.
Looking at the three people who were all ready to leave, the village chief felt a sense of loss. Although there was reluctance in his cloudy old eyes, he did not say anything to stop Lin Mo from leaving.
He was used to parting ways; the children had grown up and would eventually fly away.
He quickly looked away and asked, " Xiao Mo, why didn't you release that Charmander this time? Oh, right, we should call it Charizard now."
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo and the other two exchanged glances.
Lin Mo coughed lightly and said, "That Charizard has been eating too well lately, and it's grown quite large. I was afraid it would scare everyone, so I haven't let it out."
That's the truth.
To these villagers who weren't even Soul Master, the Charmander, which wasn't very big back then, might have seemed exceptionally cute.
But if the Charizard, which is already enormous in its normal state, were to fall into their sight, they would probably only feel horror.
The village chief waved his hand and laughed, "It's alright, it's alright. I've lived this long, I've seen it all."
Let me see the little guy; it's been so long since I've seen him."
Seeing the expectation in his eyes, Lin Mo stopped refusing. "Then you should prepare yourself, Grandpa Village Chief."
A thought flickered in his mind, and a flash of red light appeared.
The next moment, the incredibly large Charizard appeared in the yard.
With the appearance of the Charizard, the originally spacious courtyard instantly became extremely crowded.
The village chief dropped his palm-leaf fan to the ground, his mouth gaped open, his eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place, looking utterly astonished.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses, his voice trembling. "It's so big! What does it eat to grow so big?"
Hey, he'd never seen anything like this before.
The village chief subconsciously circled the Charizard and reached out to touch it.
However, the village chief's gaze quickly shifted from the size of the Charizard to the eight Soul Ring at its feet.
He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things.
Black, black, black, red, red, red, red, red.
Eight Soul Ring, three black and five red.
Although he was not Soul Master, his knowledge of the Soul Master system's Soul Ring colors was so profound that even those of them in remote areas had gained some understanding of it due to Lin Mo's feat of obtaining his Hundred-Thousand-Year Seventh Soul Ring years.
White for ten years, yellow for a hundred years, purple for a thousand years, black for ten thousand years, and red for a hundred thousand years.
The village chief stared at the blood-red Soul Ring for a long time, then murmured, " Xiao Mo, I remember the Fire Dragon's First Soul Ring was yellow, wasn't it?"
Why have all your Soul Ring turned black and red?
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Grandpa, didn't I tell you before?"
I recently went to a place to cultivate for a period of time, and the improvement in my cultivation level and the transformation of my Soul Ring are both results of that cultivation.
"I see." The village chief nodded.
As an ordinary person, he had no idea how incredible the improvement of Soul Ring quality was in the eyes of Soul Master; he only knew that the child he raised had become stronger.
As for Lin Mo's current cultivation level having broken through to the Eight-Ring Soul Douluo realm, that was perfectly normal in his view. After all, hadn't Lin Mo already broken through to the seventh ring many years ago?
He reached out and touched the Charizard. The Charizard growled, lowered its head, and rubbed its head against the village chief's hand.
The village chief was pushed back half a step by it, and then burst into laughter.
He withdrew his hand, turned to look at Lin Mo, his eyes full of pride, and said jokingly, "Now our Soul Emperor Village finally has a chance to change its name."
Xiao Mo, you are now the strongest person to have emerged from the village.
Now that your cultivation has reached the level of Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, shouldn't the village be renamed Douluo Village?
I feel this name is very suitable.
In his view, given Lin Mo's current age, he will inevitably be able to reach the Titled Douluo realm in the future.
They simply started calling the original village " Douluo Village ".
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was both amused and exasperated.
The village chief, however, seemed to think that what he was saying made more and more sense. He clapped his hands and said triumphantly, "Now let's see what that old bastard Old Jack has to say."
Their village only had one Soul Saint who appeared a long time ago, whose existence is uncertain, yet they were so proud of him.
"Now, Xiao Mo, you've broken through to the Soul Douluo. Let's just rename it Douluo Village and see what that old guy has to say then."
Upon hearing the village chief's words, Lin Mo and the other two exchanged bewildered glances.
Old Jack, the village chief of Holy Soul Village, the village chief of Tang San's village.
The two villages are far apart, and there has always been a bit of a rivalry between the two village chiefs.
For a moment, all three of them shook their heads helplessly.
Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Ye Lingling beside him.
Ye Lingling nodded slightly, then took out a blue crystal-like item from her Storage Soul Tool.
The crystal was entirely emerald green, and the moment it appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become fresher.
Gold of Life.
With a slight thought, Lin Mo recalled the Charizard back into his body, and the courtyard became spacious again.
He looked at the village chief and said seriously, " Sister Lingling is a healing-type Soul Master. Her healing abilities are much stronger than mine."
Since you don't want to leave with us, let Sister Lingling help you take care of your health before you leave, so I can leave with peace of mind."
Seeing Lin Mo's persistent gaze, the village chief's words of refusal stuck in his throat and remained unspoken.
He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded and sighed, "Okay."
The village chief is very old.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, Lin Mo and the others all knew that at the village chief's current age, even if he remained healthy and free from illness, he would only have a maximum of ten years or so to live.
Lin Mo didn't want this situation to happen, which is why Ye Lingling stepped in to help the village chief Yanshou.
Ye Lingling stepped forward and walked up to the village chief.
The sunlight fell on her face, making her profile appear exceptionally soft.
Today she was wearing a light purple gauze dress, the hem of which reached her knees, revealing a section of her fair calves. Her long hair was tied up with a hairband, with a few strands hanging down beside her ears.
The next moment, the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul bloomed in her palm, the pure white flowers swaying gently and emitting a soft pinkish-white light.
Six black and three red, nine Soul Ring encircled the flower.
The nine Soul Ring gleamed in the sunlight, with the three blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring standing out particularly.
"You... you... you are Titled Douluo?"
The village chief was dumbfounded when he saw the number of Soul Ring Ye Lingling.
His mouth was agape, his eyes were wide, and he stood frozen in place for a long time before he could find his voice again.
He never expected that the girl who had always followed Lin Mo and sweetly called him "Grandpa" would actually be a powerful expert at the Titled Douluo level.
He wasn't too shocked by the number and color of Ye Lingling's Soul Ring, having learned from Lin Mo's experience.
After all, Lin Mo's Seventh Soul Ring was already 100,000 years old, so it's not uncommon for Ye Lingling to have Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
A Titled Douluo... that's a powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the continent.
Ye Lingling nodded slightly, not paying any attention to it.
Her entire attention was now focused on the Gold of Life and the village chief in front of her.
Even Ye Linyuan doesn't understand the Heart of Life as well as Ye Lingling does now.
After Ye Lingling's cultivation broke through to the Titled Douluo realm, her control over the Gold of Life reached a new level.
With her current strength and control, she can seal a tiny drop of the Gold of Life's power within the village chief's body without causing him any negative effects.
Furthermore, due to the massive amount of Life contained in the Gold of Life being integrated into his body, the village chief's body will be transformed.
The most direct manifestation is that while the body regains its youth, lifespan will increase significantly. Even if he is not Soul Master, his lifespan will Transcendence of the vast majority of Soul Master.
Ye Lingling closed her eyes, and a pinkish-white halo spread from the flowers, enveloping the village chief.
At the same time, the Gold of Life in her other hand also lit up.
Emerald light surged from the crystal, intertwining with the pinkish-white healing light to form a curtain of light.
The light curtain slowly contracted, enveloping the village chief within it.
Under the healing light of the Nine Heart Begonia and the nourishing Life of the Gold of Life, the village chief fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Mo reacted quickly, stepping forward to scoop him up and then carefully placing the village chief on the recliner he often slept in.
After doing all this, Ye Lingling put away the Gold of Life in her hand, and her Martial Soul also disappeared.
She let out a breath, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. This operation had taken a toll on her, but thankfully it was completed successfully.
Then, Ye Lingling couldn't help but ask Lin Mo softly, "Aren't we going to wait for the village chief to wake up before we leave?"
Lin Mo shook his head, his gaze falling on the village chief's peaceful sleeping face, and remained silent for a moment.
"No, thank you. I'm not good at saying goodbye."
After he finished speaking, wind elements surged around Lin Mo.
A stream of blue energy emanated from him, swirling in the courtyard and returning all the debris that had been scattered by the Charizard to its place.
The courtyard gate slammed shut with a "snap".
Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the two women. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood on either side of him and nodded to him.
Immediately, the three of them transformed into three streaks of light and quietly left the place.
A Red, a jade green streak, and a pinkish-white streak—three beams of light pierced the sky and disappeared into the clouds on the horizon.
Just as Lin Mo and the other two left, Qian Shan, who had just finished treating a patient, couldn't help but look up at the sky.
He stood at the entrance of the village clinic, still wearing his faded blue robe, his hands still smelling of herbs.
He looked in the direction where Lin Mo and the other two had left and sighed deeply.
After leaving quietly, on his way back to Heaven Dou City, Lin Mo made a detour to the Nuoding Academy alone.
They didn't even bring Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling with them when they went.
He left the two women waiting outside the city and went into the city alone. Nuoding City was still the same as before, with narrow streets lined with shops and pedestrians coming and going.
Lin Mo didn't linger and walked straight towards the Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.
The college's walls are still the same walls, and the main gate is still the same main gate, only the paint on the gate has peeled off quite a bit, making it look somewhat mottled.
Lin Mo didn't go through the main gate. He flashed over the wall and landed inside the academy.
He didn't alert anyone.
Nuoding Academy was not much different from what he remembered. Following the route he remembered, Lin Mo found the dean's office.
In his office, Wang Zongchang was sitting at his desk reviewing documents. He looked a bit older than he had a few years ago, with a few more strands of gray hair at his temples, but he was still in good spirits.
He is now a Soul King level powerhouse.
Five-Ring Soul King is already among the top-tier beings in a small place like Nuoding City.
Lin Mo gently knocked on the door.
Wang Zongchang didn't even look up. "Come in."
Lin Mo pushed open the door and entered.
Wang Zongchang looked up, saw the person who had come, and dropped the pen he was holding onto the table.
He froze, his eyes wide. After a long while, he came to his senses, abruptly stood up, and recognized the person in front of him:
"Lin... Lin Mo? It's you, Lin Mo! Why are you back?"
Lin Mo smiled and stepped forward, " Dean Wang, it's been a long time."
Wang Zongchang walked around the table, quickly stood in front of Lin Mo, and looked him up and down.
The boy from back then has now grown into a tall young man.
"Good lad, you've grown so much." Wang Zongchang reached out and patted Lin Mo's shoulder, his eyes slightly red. "Good, good indeed."
Lin Mo didn't exchange many pleasantries. He reached into the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse at his waist and took out a Soul Bone.
The Soul Bone was entirely Red, shaped like a right arm bone, with flame patterns flowing across its surface, radiating a scorching aura.
While its quality had just reached the ten-thousand-year level, Lin Mo could only call it second-rate in his eyes. However, for an ordinary Soul Master like Wang Zongchang, it was already something that could be considered a family heirloom.
Wang Zongchang stood frozen in place.
He stared at the Soul Bone, his eyes wide open, a gurgling sound coming from his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word. His hands trembled, his lips trembled, and his whole body froze.
Lin Mo handed the Soul Bone to him, speaking calmly, " Dean Wang, consider this Soul Bone a small token of my appreciation for your care of me back at the Nuoding Academy."
Wang Zongchang received the Soul Bone, his hands trembling.
"This... this is too valuable, I can't accept it." His voice was hoarse.
Lin Mo shook his head. "Take it. It's a waste for me to keep it; it's better to give it to someone who needs it."
Wang Zongchang remained silent for a long time before finally nodding and carefully storing the Soul Bone into his Storage Soul Tool.
His eyes were filled with gratitude and relief as he looked at Lin Mo.
With the help of this Soul Bone, the time it takes him to reach the Soul Emperor realm will be greatly shortened, and he may even be able to look forward to the Soul Saint realm in his lifetime.
This kindness is too heavy.
Lin Mo didn't linger. After chatting with Wang Zongchang for a few more minutes, he got up to say goodbye.
After leaving Nuoding Academy, Lin Mo went straight out of the city and found Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who were staying there.
The two women were leaning against a large tree when they saw him return, and they stood up to greet him.
"Is it all done?" Dugu Yan asked.
Lin Mo nodded. "It's done."
"Then let's go," Ye Lingling said softly.
The three set off and continued their journey.
Shortly after leaving Nuoding City, the three stopped again as they passed through a village not too far from Suotuo City.
Lin Mo slowly descended from the sky, followed closely by Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling. The three landed on a field ridge, and the two women's expressions turned ugly.
The air was filled with a burnt smell and a strong stench of blood.
The village is small, with about fifty or sixty households, and is built at the foot of a mountain.
But at this moment, the entire village was devoid of any life!
The house was mostly collapsed, the walls were covered with charred marks, and there was blood everywhere on the ground, some of which had dried and turned into dark brown stains.
The bodies lay scattered on the ground, their deaths extremely gruesome.
This was the second time they had encountered a bloody massacre of a village.
Unlike the Wolf Bandits encountered last time, the murderer who massacred the village this time seems to be a powerful Fire-type Fallen Soul Master.
The Burn marks were very recent, indicating that it happened not long ago. Moreover, judging from the temperature and destructive power of the flames, the perpetrator's cultivation level was at least at the Six Rings.
Lin Mo squatted down and wiped the ground with his hand.
My fingertips were covered in a layer of black ash. I brought them to my nose and smelled them; there was a faint burnt smell.
He stood up, his gaze sweeping across the entire village, his face grim.
Dugu Yan's brows were almost completely furrowed, and her emerald green eyes were filled with rage.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in her heart, and said, "Don't rush back. Let's find this Fallen Soul Master slaughtered the village first!"
Otherwise, I'm afraid even more people will fall victim to his Poison Touch.
Lin Mo and Ye Lingling nodded slightly, agreeing with her statement.
Lin Mo closed his eyes, spreading his mental energy to envelop the entire village, carefully sensing the surrounding atmosphere and not letting go of any clue.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the village.
"Over there." He pointed towards the end of the village, "His aura hasn't dissipated yet. That guy was incredibly Swagger, making no attempt to conceal his presence."
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling looked in the direction he was pointing.
"Chase!" Dugu Yan shouted in a low voice.
The three of them flashed, transforming into three streaks of light, and sped off towards the end of the village.
However, as he chased after them, many questions arose in Lin Mo's mind: Where did so many powerful Fallen Soul Master come from?
Could it be that Tang San destroyed the Slaughter City again?
However, since we've run into him, let's just kill him while we're at it.