More than half an hour later, Qin Ming was finally completely healed.
He climbed out of the Blue Silver Grass cocoon intact and took a deep breath of air.
"Xiao Lin, you really are something else."
Qin Ming complained helplessly, looking at Xiao Lin.
"Hehe, I'm nothing compared to Teacher. You didn't even make a sound with those injuries."
At this moment, Xiao Lin had consumed more than half his soul power and smiled weakly.
Even when he was being hunted down in the past, he had never felt this drained.
It could be said that, fearing Qin Ming might die, he had almost burned through all his soul power this time.
Xiao Lin's words left Qin Ming speechless. He had originally planned to teach everyone real combat experience, but instead ended up like a clown.
However, from Qin Ming's calculations regarding Xiao Lin's technique just now, he could guarantee that Xiao Lin's attack had already reached the so-called Title Douluo level.
"Xiao Lin, your fourth soul skill is enough to injure a Title Douluo expert. But normally, it still can't really hurt a Title Douluo."
Just like how a martial arts master cannot avoid a bullet once it's fired—but he can avoid the shooter's aim beforehand.
Although Xiao Lin's Flood Dragon Staff extended at an incomparably fast speed, aiming it precisely was truly difficult.
"I know that. This move was originally meant to be used as a horizontal sweep or a vertical cleave."
Xiao Lin had simply chosen a rather unorthodox method of using it.
"Mm. In the future, you are not allowed to use this soul skill when fighting with teammates. Actually—just don't use soul skills at all."
After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming realized all of Xiao Lin's soul skills were extremely dangerous—might as well forbid him from using any of them.
Xiao Lin already had the highest soul power among them. If he used soul skills, wouldn't that be sending the others straight to the afterlife?
"Don't worry."
Xiao Lin wasn't the type to seek fights anyway, so he agreed immediately.
To be honest, now that he had new materials on hand, he was more interested in doing research.
But hearing Qin Ming say he might be able to battle a Title Douluo, he suddenly wanted to spar with Dugu Bo.
Just how fast was a Title Douluo like Dugu Bo?
He definitely wasn't faster than comet movement speed, but avoiding Xiao Lin's Flood Dragon Staff shouldn't be an issue.
Regarding his fourth soul skill, Xiao Lin felt it was powerful enough to slay gods.
At 200 Mach, it was faster than some first-tier gods.
The Flood Dragon Staff was too overwhelmingly strong—leaving Xiao Lin helpless. It prevented him from enjoying the thrill of battling.
"Alright everyone, free activity time. Cultivate well."
Feeling his dignity crumble, Qin Ming no longer knew how to teach, so he simply let everyone practice on their own.
Once Qin Ming left, the hill instantly became lively.
"Whoa, Lin-ge, you actually had a move like that?"
"Lin-ge, you really hid deep!"
"..."
Tang San's eyes were full of envy at Xiao Lin's technique. If he had such a move, he would have long since attacked Spirit Hall to avenge his mother.
Xiao Wu felt similarly—facing that technique just now, even with Invincible Golden Body, she couldn't guarantee she could stop it.
Meanwhile, Tang Ni stared fixedly at Xiao Lin sitting on the Blue Silver Grass lawn, lost in thought.
"Right, Xiao Lin, I heard you gave that guy Yu Tianxin an immortal herb?"
Yu Tianheng walked to Xiao Lin and asked.
"Yes. You already know?"
Xiao Lin looked up at him. Speaking of Yu Tianheng—he had gained a great soul skill. Maybe Xiao Lin should spar with him to gather some data?
Xiao Lin contemplated silently, unaware that Yu Tianheng was sensing danger from him.
Yu Tianheng continued, "I heard from Teacher Qin Ming that you trained under Dugu Bo last time. I don't know how long you plan to stay here, but the thing for Yu Tianxin will take another half month to arrive."
"Oh? Then I'll stay for half a month."
Hearing that the Ten-Thousand-Year Magnetic Iron was involved, Xiao Lin agreed decisively.
The Two Dragon Kings said his strength had skyrocketed and he needed time to settle and stabilize. So he wouldn't go absorb Ice-Fire Yin Yang Well energy for fast cultivation.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Yu Tianheng left quickly—just now he felt a threat coming from Xiao Lin's direction.
He had wanted to spar before seeing the fight between Xiao Lin and Qin Ming.
After all, his martial soul had evolved into Holy Light Dragon, and his fifth soul skill was insanely strong.
But after seeing Qin Ming smashed by a single strike, Yu Tianheng no longer wished to be beaten unilaterally.
After he left, Dugu Yan also nodded politely and walked away with him.
"Xiao Lin, since you're so strong now, when are we going to eliminate the mastermind behind everything?"
The Shi brothers asked curiously.
In their opinion, Xiao Lin was already completely capable of killing that shadowy organization.
They definitely did not want such a harmful group to continue existing.
Hearing them, Ye Lingling's pale face flushed slightly.
She had consumed huge amounts of soul power healing earlier, but hearing talk of eliminating evil stirred her blood.
"I'd like to deal with that guy, but I only roughly know where he is. We're students — let's just focus on cultivation."
Xiao Lin didn't want to waste precious time.
During the fastest growth period, cultivation was far more important.
Besides, he thought — since he had already made a deal with Qian Renxue, why not use her power?
Let Qian Renxue and her subordinates handle such matters.
Besides, he planned to bring all members of the Emperor Team to the God Realm — to become gods.
He remembered that there were wars even in the God Realm.
He needed powerful teammates.
Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong had talent.
But the Shi brothers, Yufeng, Oslo, Ye Lingling, and Zhu Zhuqing did not meet the threshold to become gods.
Without immortal herbs, even taking benefits from Sea God Island later might not help.
Starting now, those without immortal herbs must cultivate diligently and absorb soul rings capable of evolving their martial spirits.
When the Shi brothers learned that Xiao Lin already had forces chasing the mastermind, disappointment instantly appeared.
Compared to quiet cultivation, roaming the continent to punish evil was way more fun.
"Xiao Lin-ge!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong woke up, wiping her eyes with her delicate hand and softly calling to Xiao Lin.
"What is it?"
Xiao Lin looked at her in confusion.
Earlier, Ning Rongrong had used her support ability to amplify Tang San and the others' healing, draining her soul power and fainting.
Now awake, she rushed to sit beside Xiao Lin with sparkling excitement.
"Xiao Lin-ge, my father said there will soon be great items at an auction in Heaven Dou City. Do you want to go with me?"
With a sweet smile, Ning Rongrong handed him a luxurious gilded invitation card.
On it were seven large characters:
"Divine Source Treasures Auction."
"Father said the business behind this auction gathers treasures from all under heaven — anything rare or strange may appear."
"It's named this because they once auctioned something related to a god."
"Xiao Lin-ge, come with me?"
Seeing Xiao Lin's eyes reveal interest, she quickly took out another invitation:
"I have another one. This is yours."
"Alright, I'll go with you. But do you have more invitations?"
Xiao Lin accepted it. He had previously told Tang San he planned to spend some money at an auction — now the event finally appeared.
If Tang San, the child of destiny, also went, Xiao Lin was sure something incredible would show up.
Hearing his question, Ning Rongrong almost collapsed.
Was he seriously planning to bring Tang San and the rest? Her family did have more invitations, but…
"Yes, I'll go back and get more."
In moments, Ning Rongrong thought of a solution: she could give the others seats elsewhere — she and Xiao Lin would share a private box.
"Are you going to that auction? I also have an invitation. You can take mine."
At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing offered her invitation.
She disliked auctions — cultivating was better.
And since she had just eaten an immortal herb from Xiao Lin's group, giving something back felt right.
"Oh, thank you."
Xiao Lin happily accepted.
Beside him, Ning Rongrong's resentment skyrocketed.
You again, Zhu Zhuqing.
(End of Chapter)