Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 48 The Most Powerful Soul Saint in the Entire Continent
Seeing Tang San's excited expression, Lin Mu smiled inwardly, walked over slowly, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

“Xiao San, since you are so familiar with these herbs, why don’t you tell me about their uses?”

"Master, do you intend to use them to refine medicine?"

Tang San turned to look at his master, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. After the Soul Power Pill and Body Tempering Pill he had received, he had no doubt about his master's alchemy skills.

Anyone else would have wasted the medicinal effects of such a rare herb.

But in the master's hands, at least there's no need to worry about wasting the medicine's efficacy; in fact, the effect might even be better.

“That’s right.” Lin Mu nodded slightly.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Tang San immediately strode to the various immortal herbs and introduced them to Lin Mu as if they were his own treasures:
“Master, look, this celestial herb is the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, which is the bane of all poisons and has the effect of neutralizing all toxins.”

"These are the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Blossom, which grow in extremely cold and extremely hot places respectively. Their properties are mutually exclusive, and it is not advisable to take them at the same time. Their medicinal effects are too strong, and ordinary people simply cannot withstand them."

Then, he pointed to another celestial herb, its entire body crystal clear like a rooster's comb, and said, "This is the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum. When consumed, it circulates Qi throughout the limbs and unblocks the eight meridians, allowing one to cultivate an indestructible body."

"And that, the Eight-Petaled Immortal Orchid, has a mild and mellow medicinal property. It can strengthen the body's foundation, nourish vital energy, and expel impurities, making it ideal for aiding cultivation."

With Tang San's introduction, Lin Mu recognized almost all the rare medicinal herbs in the entire herb garden.

At the same time, he inquired about the medicinal properties of these celestial herbs to avoid problems during the alchemy process and wasting their medicinal effects.

As he watched the master and apprentice continue their discussion, Dugu Bo's expression grew increasingly complicated, as if they were dividing up his family fortune.

However, this also shows that this master and disciple are extraordinary. They may really be able to resolve the backlash of their lineage's martial soul, but he failed to seize this opportunity.

Before concocting the medicine, Lin Mu sent Dugu Bo away.

Tang San was then in charge of collecting medicinal herbs, while Lin Mu was responsible for preparing the medicine.

At the beginning, I will definitely refine herbs that have not reached the celestial grade as a way to practice. Once I am proficient, I will start refining celestial grade herbs.

With the Qilin Fire at his disposal, he was confident that he could unleash the full medicinal power of these herbs, and even combine them to achieve a stronger effect.

As for Xiao Wu, she had already broken free from her heavy and complicated emotions and was skipping and hopping around the neighborhood.

a few days later.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Inside the grand and solemn hall, Bibidon sat on her throne, wearing a purple-gold crown, holding a scepter, and dressed in a purple-gold papal robe.

Her appearance was stunningly beautiful, yet she was expressionless, exuding an aura of coldness and majesty that commanded respect.

Below the high platform, a man with an eerie appearance, wearing golden armor, was kneeling on one knee. It was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

"Your Holiness, a few days ago, a battle at the Title Douluo level took place within the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and one of the participants was that old poisoner, Dugu Bo."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was cold, and his expression was extremely respectful as he said, "According to reliable sources, the other person only has the cultivation of a Soul Saint, but I don't know what methods he used to defeat Dugu Bo."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with a hint of disdain, "Poison Douluo, huh? Apart from that troublesome poison technique, his own strength is not worth mentioning."

She paused slightly, then tapped her fingertips lightly on the scepter.

"However, this person was able to defeat a Title Douluo with the cultivation of a Soul Saint. No matter what methods he used, his strength should not be underestimated."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong couldn't help but think of someone.

It was none other than Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo. Back then, Tang Hao had just absorbed a 100,000-year soul ring and had just entered the Title Douluo realm. He was able to severely injure the former Pope Qian Xunji and break through the encirclement of many Spirit Hall experts.

The shadow of that Clear Sky Hammer still lingers in her heart; its terrifying power cannot be measured by soul power level.

This person was able to defeat Poison Douluo with the cultivation of a Soul Saint, and his strength is probably even above Tang Hao's when the Soul Power is at the same level.

Noticing a slight change in Bibi Dong's expression, Chrysanthemum Douluo continued to report: "Your Holiness, this Soul Saint is extremely young, seemingly only in his twenties."

"In your early twenties?"

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly. This person's cultivation speed was much faster than hers, and his strength at the same level was above Tang Hao's. Where did this monstrous talent come from?

Could he be a successor of some deity?
Before Bibi Dong could think further, Chrysanthemum Douluo continued, "This person only recently joined the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and was recommended by Xue Qinghe. He is now the leader of the Royal Fighting Team."

"Xue Qinghe?"

A complex expression flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, a mixture of pain, resentment, and guilt.

After a moment, her gaze fell on Chrysanthemum Douluo and she said, "This person is exceptionally strong and must not be subdued by the Heaven Dou Royal Family. We must recruit him into the Spirit Hall. Yue Guan, I'm entrusting this matter to you."

"I obey my orders."

Chrysanthemum Douluo respectfully accepted the order, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth. That old poisoner actually lost to a Soul Saint, truly disgracing a Title Douluo.

If this young Soul Saint is subdued, His Holiness the Pope might reward him with a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Bone.

On the other side, Shrek Academy.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Wuji kicked open the door, startling Flander inside.

Seeing Zhao Wuji rush in, Flander was immediately furious and said irritably, "Old Zhao, are you trying to scare me to death?!"

Zhao Wuji ignored Flander's complaints, took a few breaths, and hurriedly said, "Boss, something big has happened in Tiandou City, I came here specifically to tell you!"

"What do I care? If you have nothing better to do, you should try to make some money. The academy's income is barely enough to make ends meet."

"Boss, this is really big news! A Soul Saint in his twenties has defeated Poison Douluo!"

Upon hearing this, Flander was taken aback at first, then looked at him with disbelief: "Are you bragging!"

As a level 78 Soul Saint, he knew best how big the gap was between a Soul Saint and a Title Douluo. Let alone a Title Douluo, any Soul Douluo could easily crush him.

However, Zhao Wuji looked serious and solemnly said, "Boss, I suspect that this young Soul Saint is very likely the person I met in the Star Dou Great Forest before!"

Over the past month, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

He himself was a power-type Soul Saint, and he would not lose to other Soul Saints in terms of strength, but he was completely powerless to resist that person!

Even with the Martial Soul True Body, it would be difficult to bridge the gap.

"Old Zhao, regardless of whether this Soul Saint is the person you're talking about, the grudges between you have been wiped clean, so you don't need to worry about it all the time."

Flanders remained unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)