"Immortal herbs may be wonderful, but they aren't worth a ten-thousandth of our family!"
"All I want is for our whole family to be safe and sound."
"Over these past few years, the grass in the courtyard has turned from green to yellow, then yellow to green, just like my longing, never coming to an end."
"I've become a grandmother, and you've become a grandfather, but it's been years since I last heard my son call me Mom."
"I was thinking that when I grow old someday, I'll go to that place to look for them. Perhaps then I'll be able to see our son."
Nangong Wan couldn't help speaking, her eyes filled with longing.
Meng Zhongqi sighed and said, "Don't let your thoughts run wild. Yunping and Chenxi are both high-level Soul Emperors. With their strength, where under heaven could they not go?"
"Jiang-ang~"
"Jiang-ang~"
As the two were speaking heart to heart, a sudden disturbance arose over there again. When they looked over, they saw a cloud of red mist spreading out.
At the sight, Meng Zhongqi was horrified. "Old woman, hurry and get away! Qiu'er's Martial Soul seems to be going berserk again!"
Others might not have understood how formidable the Manggu Vermilion Toad was, but Meng Zhongqi knew perfectly well just how potent and terrifying this little creature's poison was.
The bull-like bellows grew louder and louder, and boundless red light suddenly burst forth. Clouds of red mist swiftly enveloped Meng Qianqiu, forming a huge red cocoon.
With every breath, boundless red light spread.
"Little froggy, hurry and gather up the poisonous mist!"
Meng Qianqiu called softly. The Manggu Vermilion Toad opened its little mouth and swallowed all the surrounding red mist like a whale gulping down water.
"Ultimate fire? Ultimate poison?"
"No, this should be called ultimate fire poison!"
Meng Qianqiu reached out and touched that wisp of red mist. This little thing looked unremarkable, but its destructive power was truly terrifying!
Meng Qianqiu looked toward his right shoulder. The Manggu Vermilion Toad Martial Soul had now completely transformed into a Soul Beast existing outside his body.
Meng Qianqiu's external Martial Soul was very special. The two were intimately connected yet existed independently, sharing in both prosperity and loss.
The Manggu Vermilion Toad Martial Soul was formed from Meng Qianqiu's bloodline power. Now it had taken another step forward, advancing to an ultimate Martial Soul.
Above top-tier Martial Souls were super Martial Souls.
Above super Martial Souls were ultimate Martial Souls!
Strictly speaking, the difference between super Martial Souls and ultimate Martial Souls wasn't very great; the innate domains they possessed were simply somewhat larger.
In this world, there was no strongest Martial Soul, only the strongest person, but higher-tier Martial Souls offered somewhat greater cultivation potential.
"There are thousands upon thousands of Martial Souls in this world, and prodigies account for half of them."
"Strictly speaking, even after swallowing the Snow-Color Swan Kiss, the Manggu Vermilion Toad Martial Soul has only barely touched the threshold of an ultimate Martial Soul."
"What's there to boast about?"
Meng Qianqiu reined in the delight in his eyes. He had consumed the Aromatic Silk Beauty and forged a glazed body, making him impervious to all poisons as well.
But what surprised and delighted Meng Qianqiu even more was that the medicinal potency of the Aromatic Silk Beauty seemed to extend beyond that. This was an immortal-grade medicinal treasure!
"The body is like glazed crystal, clear within and without, pure and free of blemish or filth, vast and radiant, majestic in merit, dwelling in peace, adorned with a net of flames, surpassed by neither sun nor moon."
"Is this the great sun radiant glazed pure body?"
Meng Qianqiu lowered his eyes. The Aromatic Silk Beauty could help a Soul Master forge a radiant glazed pure body, making their Dao heart clear within and without!
Even more precious was that Meng Qianqiu could use this constitution in the future to draw down the essence of the great sun and aid his cultivation.
"Heaven has three treasures: the sun, moon, and stars. Earth has three treasures: water, fire, and wind. Man has three treasures: essence, Qi, and spirit. These are also the foundations of countless cultivators."
"Once I've finished absorbing the Aromatic Silk Beauty, it looks like I'll have to move things up and absorb the Star Luo Spirit Pearl as well."
The Meng Family's hereditary Martial Soul, the Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad, was an extraordinary creature among frogs, innately capable of drawing in solar essence and lunar radiance to strengthen itself.
The Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad was ice-blue all over, with only its eyes a scarlet red. Through a moon-worshipping ritual, it could draw down starlight from across the sky.
Meanwhile, the Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad's mutant variant, the Mysterious Ice Toad, could innately draw down lunar radiance to strengthen its cultivation and increase its age.
The Manggu Vermilion Toad was a fire-attribute mutant Soul Beast, and an extraordinary creature as well. After transforming, it could draw down the essence of the great sun.
Meng Qianqiu muttered as he examined his own body internally.
"My Soul Power has increased by another three levels!"
"My Soul Power has now reached level fourteen. Together with my ultimate Martial Soul, the Manggu Vermilion Toad, I finally have the strength to protect myself."
Meng Qianqiu let out a long sigh. It was too hard. Other transmigrators all came equipped with a system as standard, plus some outrageously badass god-tier Martial Soul.
They had either innate full Soul Power or innate level 20 Soul Power, and could squander heavenly treasures at will, treating money as though it were nothing.
By contrast, Meng Qianqiu himself had been muddleheaded before the age of six, no different from a native, and even after awakening his Martial Soul, he still had to painstakingly make plans.
Even with the advantage of foreknowledge, Meng Qianqiu couldn't immediately turn resources into tangible Soul Power.
It was simply because he was far too young.
There were many treasures he could only stare at longingly!
"My dear grandson, how are you feeling now?"
Meng Zhongqi and Nangong Wan walked over. They looked Meng Qianqiu up and down, and only relaxed after finding nothing wrong.
Meng Qianqiu shook his head and looked toward his grandfather, asking, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm fine. How were your gains?"
"After consuming the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, I made up for my innate Soul Power deficiency and stabilized my foundation. My Soul Power also reached level eighty-three."
Nangong Wan wore a smile. As a level eighty-three Soul Douluo, she could now firmly establish herself within the ranks of Soul Douluos.
"Haha~ My gains weren't bad either!"
"My Soul Power changed from liquid to solid, and I condensed a mysterious ice Soul Core. My second Soul Core has also begun to take shape."
"My Soul Power has also reached level ninety-three!"
Meng Zhongqi spoke softly, then activated his Martial Soul. A giant ice-blue frog emerged behind him, and nine Soul Rings slowly unfurled.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red!
The nine Soul Rings unfurled beneath Meng Zhongqi's feet in succession. Combined with the Martial Soul Avatar Armor formed by his complete set of Soul Bones, he looked truly imposing.
"A hundred thousand year Soul Ring, Martial Soul Avatar Armor!"
"A mysterious ice Soul Core, plus the beginnings of a second Soul Core!"
Looking at his grandfather's setup, Meng Qianqiu nodded. In this era, Meng Zhongqi's setup was truly maxed out.
Even Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen and Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu didn't have such an absurd lineup of cultivation resources!
"Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen and Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu follow different paths. One pursues extremes, and the other pursues balance."
"The Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad Martial Soul isn't particularly suited to duels."
"Now that you've become a Titled Douluo and have a hundred thousand year Soul Ring, I'm afraid a lot of people will be losing sleep again!"
"Our Meng Family will also leap from a great reclusive family to a prominent family in the public eye. When that happens, I'm afraid quite a few troubles will arise!"
Meng Qianqiu looked at his grandfather. Meng Zhongqi's most terrifying aspect was his wide-area attacks. He alone was enough to destroy a nation.
In one-on-one combat, Control System Soul Masters might be somewhat inferior to Power Attack System Soul Masters, but in terms of destructive power alone, the former were far more terrifying.
"You little brat, you're giving me a pointed reminder!"
"After I become a Titled Douluo, I'll certainly attract the attention of Spirit Hall and the major sects. There's no avoiding that."
"But our Meng Family isn't something others can twist around their fingers!"
"Back then, my grandfather's cultivation reached through heaven and earth, and his destructive power shook both. Even Spirit Hall had to treat him with the utmost respect!"
"Our Meng Family is a great reclusive family, with our own inherited reserves and cultivation methods. I have no fear of any invading enemy."
After becoming a Titled Douluo, Meng Zhongqi had also grown a little full of himself.