Chapter 101: Return to the Worship Hall A Disciple's Words to Conceal Fortune
"Alright, I'll listen to you, Han Li. From now on, my martial soul will be called the Purple Gold Crystal Bear."
Xiu'er could sense Han Li's joy, and she responded sweetly. Her excitement seemed even stronger than when her martial soul had evolved.
"Alright, let's go eat. The kitchen should be ready by now. We'll test the specifics of your martial soul after I return from the Worship Hall tomorrow."
Han Li said to the two girls.
"Come on, Xiu'er, I'm starving after waiting for you!"
Dugu Yan eagerly grabbed Xiu'er's hand and rushed toward the door. Han Li chuckled and followed behind them.
They quickly finished their meal and split into two groups to settle in separate but nearby rooms.
Dugu Yan and Xiu'er stayed together for the time being. On one hand, since Dugu Yan had just arrived, Han Li wanted Xiu'er to keep her company. On the other hand, she had requested it herself, saying they had hit it off immediately and had plenty to talk about. Han Li naturally didn't object.
After returning to his room, Han Li didn't go straight to sleep but instead entered meditation.
Cultivation was a lifelong commitment that allowed no slacking. He hadn't yet completed his daily training quota.
The night passed without incident.
The next morning, as Han Li went to his usual training, he noticed that both girls had also arrived at the training grounds. However, they looked somewhat sleep deprived clearly, they had stayed up talking late into the night.
Han Li didn't say anything. Since they had no pressing matters today, they could always catch up on sleep later.
After finishing his daily exercise, Han Li informed them that he would be heading to the Worship Hall in the morning and then left first.
When he arrived at the front hall, he found Guang Ling already waiting.
"Morning, Master. Are we heading out now?"
Han Li greeted him casually.
"Yes, let's go early. We should've gone to report back yesterday as soon as we returned."
Guang Ling glanced at Han Li, who was already prepared, and immediately started walking toward the exit.
"By the way, Master, is there a five thousand year old Dark Gold Bear available?"
Han Li quickly caught up and asked.
"You already had Xiu'er use the herb? Her progress is remarkable."
Guang Ling immediately understood what was happening.
"Yes, she took it last evening, and the improvement was significant. Her martial soul has even mutated slightly and grown stronger." Han Li's joy was evident in his voice.
"I'll check after we're done today. The one we originally had prepared was only three thousand years old I didn't expect it to become obsolete so soon. Once she absorbs a spirit ring, she'll officially be a top tier genius among her peers."
Guang Ling sighed. This was the power of immortal herbs. For these young ones, calling it a complete transformation wasn't an exaggeration. Sometimes, he felt like he had been born at the wrong time.
"It's more than that. Xiu'er's level was too low before. After absorbing a spirit ring, she'll reach at least level twenty three, maybe even twenty five. She'll surpass the standard for her age."
Han Li estimated with a smile.
"Oh, right. She was only level fourteen before."
Guang Ling had overlooked that detail.
"The more talented we are, the better it makes you look as a teacher, doesn't it?"
"That's true. Haha! Alright, let's speed up. I can't wait to see their reactions."
Master and disciple picked up the pace, chatting and laughing as they made their way to the Worship Hall.
Inside the Worship Hall.
Han Li, as usual, greeted his uncles and senior brothers with a smile before standing obediently in place.
"Guang Ling, you two were gone for quite a while this time. Looks like you've had some good fortune speak."
It was Golden Crocodile Douluo who spoke first. He immediately sensed something different about the two of them.
Aside from Han Li's noticeable growth spurt, Guang Ling was exuding a new level of pressure one that made Golden Crocodile feel truly threatened.
"Of course. Three months away I wasn't about to waste my time."
Guang Ling raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised that Golden Crocodile had noticed so quickly.
"Alright, stop keeping us in suspense."
Thousand Daoliu had unknowingly opened his eyes. He had already received a letter from Qian Renxue, so he had some idea but was still curious about the details.
"Yes, big brother."
With Thousand Daoliu speaking, Guang Ling put away his playful attitude and became more serious.
"Simply put, in these three months, Han Li and I encountered an extraordinary opportunity. I have now broken through to level ninety eight, and Han Li has reached level thirty four."
As he spoke, master and disciple exchanged a glance before summoning their martial souls and releasing their full auras.
The Worship Hall instantly fell silent.
Aside from Thousand Daoliu, who remained calm, the expressions on the other elders' faces showed varying degrees of shock.
It wasn't until several moments later that they regained their composure but whether they had truly accepted it internally was another matter.
"Mother of ! This isn't just a lucky encounter, this is a miracle!"
Holy Lion Douluo couldn't hold back and blurted out.
He had watched as Guang Ling, originally weaker than him, shot past him in just two years after taking in a disciple.
Could it be that taking in a disciple and then going on a trip was actually the best way to advance as a Super Douluo?
Several elders secretly pondered the same question.
"Guang Ling, what exactly was this opportunity? How did you, having just broken through, advance again? And how did Han Li jump more than ten levels in such a short time?"
Even the usually dismissive Qianjun Douluo addressed him as "Fifth Brother" this time. He was desperate to progress himself.
Besides, with Guang Ling now at level ninety eight, even if he and his younger brother fought together, they wouldn't stand a chance.
"It's nothing special, really. You've all heard of it before Chrysanthemum Douluo has always raved about immortal herbs. His martial soul is even based on one. Turns out, Han Li and I happened to stumble upon them."
Guang Ling spoke casually, as if it were nothing.
"So those things do exist?"
Holy Lion Douluo instantly regretted not taking Chrysanthemum Douluo's words more seriously. He had even mocked the man for being obsessed with flowers now he just wanted to slap himself.
"Obviously. Otherwise, how do you think we improved so much? But don't get your hopes up immortal herbs aren't that useful for us. Unless you find one that perfectly matches your attributes, all it does is slightly strengthen your martial soul."
"I only broke through by sheer luck at the cost of using up Han Li's fortune. He didn't even take any himself."
Guang Ling rolled his eyes and emphasized his point.
"He didn't take any, yet he still advanced over ten levels?" Qianjun's expression twitched violently.
"Han Li's martial soul evolved, which led to his power surge. Just look at his spirit rings, and you'll understand."
Guang Ling gestured for Han Li to make them more visible.
Han Li nodded slightly, and the three rings on his bow black, purple, and black instantly enlarged, drawing everyone's attention.
(End of Chapter)
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