Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 66 White Agarwood

With Yin Chen's comfort, the two sisters felt much better and cheered up again.

However, in their hearts, they had already firmly remembered the seemingly weak team from Class 1 of the freshmen who had caused them great losses, especially the black-haired boy Huo Yuhao who only had one ring but possessed strange mental abilities.

The night was slightly cool by the shores of Poseidon Lake.

Teacher Wang Yan was standing respectfully in front of an old man who was dressed in slovenly clothes, holding a wine pot in one hand and a greasy chicken leg in the other, and was giving a detailed report on the special students discovered during the freshman assessment, especially their physical martial souls.

Taotie Douluo Xuanzi casually gulped down a large mouthful of wine, then took a big bite of a chicken leg. His cloudy eyes seemed unfocused, and he appeared somewhat absent-minded about Wang Yan's words.

"A physical spirit, or an eye? That's interesting."

He mumbled incoherently.

"As for the hair... hehe, it's a bit lacking, but that girl Lexuan did mention to me before that there are a few little monsters in this year's class..."

A barely perceptible glint flashed in his eyes, before he reverted to his drunken state.

"Alright, have someone reserve a good spot for me. I'll personally go and watch the upcoming elimination rounds."

"Yes, Mr. Xuan."

Wang Yan respectfully agreed, but a chill ran through him, realizing that these students had truly piqued the interest of this big shot.

...

Night had fallen, inside the freshmen dormitory.

Yin Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, immersed in meditation, his soul power flowing around him, his aura steady.

Xie Huanyue, on the other side, was also diligently cultivating.

No one who can break through to the Soul Master level at this age will slack off.

After all, not everyone is like Wang Dong, the daughter of a certain God King, who possessed the foundation of the God Realm and the resources of the Haotian Sect, and had a second soul ring of a thousand years, yet only had a soul power of level twenty-one when she entered school because she indulged in playing. It is truly unknown where she wasted the enormous energy brought by that thousand-year soul ring.

While Yin Chen diligently cultivated in his main body, Xia Die, far away at the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters in the Demon Forest, also did not stop.

However, compared to Yin Chen, who is about to break through the level 39 bottleneck and move towards the Soul Master realm, Xia Die's progress is even more astonishing—she is already close to the level 50 threshold.

This is the vast gap that gradually widens between the Golden Bloodline and the physical bodies of ordinary Soul Masters, under the dual blessing of talent and resources.

This era is not without elixirs that can enhance cultivation, such as the Xuan Shui Dan of the Xuanming Sect, which can not only improve soul power but also improve aptitude.

For example, the Soul-Boosting Pill can directly increase soul power.

However, neither Yin Chen nor Xia Die relied on such pills.

Every medicine has its side effects. With their unparalleled talent, a steady and methodical approach is enough to make them stand out from their peers. There is no need to rush for quick success; otherwise, it may leave hidden dangers.

Unless it's a treasure that strengthens the foundation and solidifies the roots, it's best to avoid using pills that directly enhance soul power.

After all, the alchemy system in Douluo Continent is far from being developed or perfect, and cannot be compared with those worlds where alchemy civilization is at its peak.

Without a systematic and profound knowledge of elixirs, who knows if there will be side effects, and besides, Yin Chen doesn't have much need for elixirs.

The Holy Spirit Cult headquarters, a quiet, secluded room.

Xia Die slowly opened her eyes, a deep purple glint flashing in them.

She felt the soul power within her body surging ever stronger, having reached the peak of level forty-nine, and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Soon..." she whispered.

She was only one step away from the Soul King realm, and she had a premonition that once she obtained her fifth soul ring, the "Ruler of Death" spirit would grant her a powerful soul skill that would fundamentally change her strength. The Soul King realm itself is a significant watershed on the path of a Soul Master. Usually, only by reaching this level can a Soul Master's body and mental strength begin to withstand the impact of a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Xia Die's situation is even more special—her goal is a 100,000-year soul ring.

"I wonder if Master has found it yet... A 100,000-year-old soul beast is just too hard to find."

She frowned slightly.

For her fifth spirit ring, the Supreme Sect Master Ye Xishui has personally set out to search for traces of 100,000-year-old spirit beasts in dangerous places all over the continent.

It's not that there aren't 100,000-year-old soul beasts in the Demon Forest, but the Holy Spirit Cult and the Forest Lord, the Evil Eye Tyrant, have a prior alliance, so it's impossible for them to be hunted here.

Therefore, Ye Xishui could only turn her attention to the Jingyang Mountains, or the more vast, mysterious, but also more dangerous ocean.

Only Xia Die, with her Golden Bloodline, dared to plot the 100,000-year level when she was only at the fifth Soul Ring stage.

Even for ordinary Soul Masters with a ninth Soul Ring, there is a risk of their body exploding and dying after absorbing a 100,000-year Soul Ring.

Even someone as strong as Zhang Lexuan, the senior sister of Shrek Academy's inner court, took half a year to recover after absorbing 100,000 years of spiritual energy into her eighth spirit ring, which was a level above her own.

Just as Xia Die was lost in thought, she suddenly spoke, her voice echoing in the secret room: "So, have you joined the Hall of Rebirth?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared silently in front of her like a ghost.

She was a girl with purple twin ponytails, pretty and charming. Although not as stunning as Xia Die, she had her own unique charm.

However, her skin had an unnatural pallor, and she was surrounded by a faint aura of death—clearly, she was not a living being, but a reborn corpse.

"Although we were enemies ten thousand years ago, time has passed and the past grievances have long since dissipated like smoke."

The purple-haired girl's voice was clear and crisp, but her tone carried an indescribable complexity.

"As fellow Nirvana Corpses, they... ultimately accepted me."

“Very good. You don’t need to do anything extra. They can’t completely trust you. You just need to stay in the Hall of Rebirth. What you desire, I will fulfill for you in the future.”

Xia Die's tone remained calm and aloof, without the slightest hint of emotion.

"I'm curious."

The purple-haired girl couldn't help but ask.

"How do you know so much? Whether it's their secret establishment of the 'Hall of Rebirth' or their exact hiding place... how did you learn these secrets?"

She chose to cooperate with Xia Die because she was attracted by her terrifying potential and promises, but Xia Die's "omniscience" that far exceeded her age and experience made her feel mysterious and unpredictable.

Xia Die raised her eyes, her amethyst-like pupils coldly sweeping over the purple-haired girl.

"Bai Chenxiang, knowing too much will not do you any good. Remember, only I can help you fulfill your wish. You just need to do what I tell you to do, and that will be enough."

"Alright alright…"

Bai Chenxiang shrugged helplessly and pouted.

"So beautiful, yet so cold and aloof..."

She didn't ask any more questions.

After all, she had chosen Xia Die herself, using her service to Xia Die in exchange for the latter's future growth and fulfillment of that crucial promise to her.

The little princess of the Min clan from ten thousand years ago can now only place her hopes on this mysterious death saint.

(End of this chapter)