Blue Silver Emperor

After settling matters at the clinic, Qian Xunling rode in Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong's carriage to Heaven Dou Imperial City. Gu Rong, however, stared at Qian Xunling with a look of grievance.

Qian Xunling's lips curled upward, and he ignored him.

Ning Fengzhi wore a smile. He thought that Qian Xunling was no one to trifle with: his medical skills had not only eradicated Uncle Gu's mineral poison, but also thrown his meridians into disorder without damaging his foundation.

As a result, whenever Gu Rong circulated his Qi, he felt a stabbing pain all over.

He would have to repair the meridians in his body little by little over the coming days before he could meditate and cultivate again. Ning Fengzhi found such a person truly intriguing and was also extremely eager to recruit him.

Moreover, he had not noticed before, but he now realized that the little girl sitting beside Qian Xunling was also far from ordinary. Her Soul Power was at least level ten, which was a little hard to imagine at her age.

"Little girl, may I ask how old you are?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a smile. Gu Rong followed his gaze. He had noticed Bibi Dong's uniqueness long ago, and his gaze softened.

Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Xunling, who was resting with his eyes closed. A little nervous, she answered quietly, "Six."

"Only six? Doesn't that mean you just awakened your Martial Soul?" Gu Rong was the first to look at Ning Fengzhi in surprise. Ning Fengzhi had already guessed as much, but he still found it hard to believe when he saw it for himself.

Every person with Innate Full Soul Power could cultivate to become a Titled Douluo. Even Ning Fengzhi himself, of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had only possessed level-eight Innate Soul Power.

Under their gazes, Bibi Dong sat upright and lowered her head, hardly daring to answer. Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi said soothingly, "Little girl, we were being abrupt, so please don't forgive us. It's just that you may not yet know what Innate Full Soul Power means. It means you'll certainly be able to cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo in the future. That's why we were so surprised."

"Really? I can cultivate to become a Titled Douluo too?" No one had ever told her that. Qian Xunji had only said that Bibi Dong was exceptionally talented and that her future was not to be underestimated, but she must not belittle herself either.

She absolutely must not be like a certain someone whose ambitions soared higher than the heavens, who had no idea how much he weighed. She had to take things steadily, one step at a time.

"Certainly," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

Delighted, Bibi Dong looked at Qian Xunling.

Every genius with Innate Full Soul Power was a treasure the great sects would fight to recruit. Ning Fengzhi now had the same intention.

But he still had not figured out who the two of them were.

Speaking rashly would surely displease them, so Ning Fengzhi looked at Qian Xunling. "Immortal, may I ask what plans you have for the future?"

"Travel the continent," Qian Xunling said indifferently.

"Nonsense. A genius like this little girl shouldn't waste the precious time she has now. She should focus on cultivation, so she'll have the strength to protect herself on the continent in the future," Gu Rong said softly, doing his utmost to suppress his disapproval.

Bibi Dong was surprised that Gu Rong would speak on her behalf.

Over the past two months, she really had spent much less time cultivating.

As a result, her Soul Power Level had risen by only one.

That was a far cry from the advice her teacher had given her.

Even so, she was willing to stay by her martial uncle's side. She opened her mouth to explain, but Qian Xunling slowly opened his eyes beside her. Looking at Gu Rong, he sneered, "Do you think she's like you? Can a bunch of trash like you compare to her?"

"What?" Gu Rong was confused, but furious at the same time.

Qian Xunling continued, "Even if she spent twenty years less cultivating, her talent would still let her reach the level of a Titled Douluo before forty. With my guidance, she'll only be faster. There's no need for you to worry.

"Besides, with your powers of observation, can you tell where she's weakest? If you can't even see that, then what you just said, you old thing, is nothing short of leading a young disciple astray."

If he really let Bibi Dong cultivate step by step as she had in the original story,

Even without Yu Xiaogang, some other Tom, Dick, or Harry would steal her heart.

Wouldn't he have transmigrated for nothing then?

At that moment, Bibi Dong was not puzzled in the least. Instead, she felt a little thrill of delight. So in her martial uncle's eyes, her talent was that great-even greater than her teacher's.

Gu Rong, on the other hand, was fit to burst with anger. If he had not remembered that the little girl was in the carriage, he would have made a move. In the end, he held himself back and retorted, "Then I'd like to ask: do you know where the little girl is weakest?"

Qian Xunling chuckled. "You don't need to know that."

Gu Rong laughed in anger. Just then, Ning Fengzhi spoke up. "Immortal, Fengzhi is also quite curious where the little girl's weakness lies. Fengzhi may be lacking in other abilities, but he has some confidence in his ability to judge people. Yet, like Uncle Gu, he couldn't see what problems the little girl has."

"He's just talking to hear himself speak," Gu Rong said.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "Uncle Gu, please don't speak for now."

Gu Rong clicked his tongue and had no choice but to drop it.

Seeing how sincere Ning Fengzhi was, Qian Xunling did not hold back. "You might not understand even if I said more, but I can say a few things. Little Spider must first cultivate her mind before she can cultivate martial arts. In fact, it's not just her. Nearly all the Soul Masters on the continent share the same flaw: they cultivate martial arts first and neglect the mind. As a result, most of them have empty heads, like a bunch of brutes. Sometimes they pick up a sword without even knowing why. To put it simply, they're a bunch of idiots."

"Idiots?" Ning Fengzhi began to ponder.

Gu Rong, sitting to the side, felt that Qian Xunling was insulting him in a roundabout way.

Qian Xunling chuckled and looked at Ning Fengzhi. "Perhaps because you're a support-type Soul Master, you cultivated your mind before your martial arts. You're much easier on the eyes than the others."

Ning Fengzhi fell into thought for a moment.

But there were still things he did not understand. "Immortal, what does it mean to cultivate the mind?"

Qian Xunling chuckled. "Know who you are, understand what you can and cannot do, and know the consequences of your actions. If you can do all that with a clear conscience, I suppose you can barely be considered qualified."

"Know who you are?" Ning Fengzhi mulled over those words.

Even Gu Rong, still angry, was drawn in despite himself.

It was as though another power, beyond Soul Power, had entered his mind and made him begin cultivating subconsciously.

Bibi Dong, sitting nearby, wore a puzzled look on her little face again. "Martial uncle, I don't quite understand."

"I told you, you don't need to understand now. You only need to remember it. Although you're highly gifted at cultivation, your brain is even stupider than theirs," Qian Xunling said speechlessly.

"Huh?" Bibi Dong looked aggrieved.

Just then, the coachman suddenly cried out, "Young Master Ning, this is bad! There's a huge patch of Blue Silver Grass ahead, and it's coming in force. It seems to have surrounded us!"

"Blue Silver Grass?" Everyone in the carriage was startled.

Gu Rong said coldly, "What's there to fear from useless grass like Blue Silver Grass?"

With that, he pulled aside the carriage curtain, but the sight outside left him stunned. The entire forest was wrapped in Blue Silver Grass veined with gold, as though they had entered another world.

The Blue Silver Grass crushed every plant in its path. Thick, century-old trees were toppled in an instant, and it moved with astonishing speed. The Blue Silver Grass at the front stabbed toward the carriage like javelins!

It was as though it bore a deep grudge.

Qian Xunling narrowed his eyes. "Isn't that the Blue Silver Emperor? Why is she here?"

Gu Rong sensed that something was wrong and shouted, "This is bad!"

The Blue Silver Emperor had crept over and thrust her javelins at the carriage.

A Bone Dragon smashed the carriage apart and rose with a crash, blocking the Blue Silver Emperor's javelins.

The Bone Dragon shielded all five of them-Qian Xunling, Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, the coachman, and Gu Rong-within its embrace.