Xiao Lin saw that Tang San was still absorbing the medicinal power of his immortal herb and considered that the herb's effects wouldn't be wasted due to level limitations.
On top of that, Xiao Lin's second dantian was unusually special, and with the Yin-Yang Ice and Fire Eye physique, he had even less to fear about any medicinal power being diluted.
Sitting cross-legged, Xiao Lin decisively consumed the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.
The moment he swallowed it, its medicinal energy transformed into a golden radiance that surged into Xiao Lin's abdomen.
Feeling the transformation in his body, Xiao Lin immediately circulated his soul power to guide the flow of the medicinal energy.
Before long, his body began to emit a faint golden glow.
The chrysanthemum's medicinal effects had perfect compatibility with Xiao Lin's Vajra Indestructible Soul Power. In less than fifteen minutes, he had successfully channeled the medicine through every part of his body and all his meridians.
Not only that, but even the Qiu Long Staff—without Xiao Lin noticing—secretly absorbed a portion of the overflowing medicinal energy.
Rather than stealing it, the staff drew in the excess energy that Xiao Lin might have otherwise wasted.
In front of Xiao Lin stood the Qiu Long Staff, now radiating a silver-white light. The extra medicinal power was being drawn into the staff, and a portion of the golden glow split off, flowing into the tips of the staff and coating them in a golden hue.
Now, the Qiu Long Staff no longer resembled the one from Xiao Lin's memory—it looked more like the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the legendary Golden-Hooped Staff of the Monkey King, or the Sea-Calming Divine Needle.
Inside his consciousness space, Xiao Lin looked at the newly transformed staff standing tall over the Ice-Fire Ocean and felt nothing but joy and excitement.
The Golden-Hooped Staff? Who doesn't love that thing!
Meanwhile, in the Ice-Fire Ocean, the Ice-Fire Dragon Kings sensed the staff's suppressive hold on them weaken.
It wasn't that the Qiu Long Staff had grown weaker—on the contrary, it had become stronger, so much so that it now chose to restrain them less, knowing it could suppress them at any time.
In unison, the two dragon kings shouted:
"Xiao Lin, hurry and comprehend the connection between the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum and your Martial Soul. Perceive the laws of nature!"
Hearing their cries, Xiao Lin gained insight.
Of course! In cultivation novels, absorbing immortal herbs always enhances one's comprehension of nature.
Maybe what Tang San taught him earlier wasn't exactly accurate.
After all, Tang San only came from a wuxia world—at best, a high-martial one.
In his consciousness space, Xiao Lin sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, beginning his quiet meditation.
As time passed, Xiao Lin gradually became more aware of the changes in his body.
His body had now been enhanced by the chrysanthemum's power. His Vajra Indestructible Soul Power had become one with him. His physical form was as sturdy and resilient as if he'd trained in external martial arts for years.
Even more impressively, the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum's effects had caused Xiao Lin's energy and blood to flow through all four limbs and eight meridians, including the Ren and Du meridians.
At this point, even without the Qiu Long Staff's special soul power, Xiao Lin could cultivate the Vajra Indestructible Divine Technique.
And with the staff's power, his body had become even more fortified—comparable to pure Ultimate Gold, maybe even stronger.
Xiao Lin's body now housed three types of ultimate elements.
Finally, Xiao Lin noticed that the herb was still gradually refining his qi and blood, seemingly trying to give him a Pure Yang Physique—strong, unyielding, and brimming with life energy.
As the medicinal energy began to wane, limited by the number of soul rings he had, Xiao Lin couldn't gain any further breakthroughs.
Only during the final moments did he comprehend some insights into qi and blood power.
First, he discovered that through meditation, breathing, or circulating the Vajra technique, he could control and mobilize the flow of blood energy in his body.
This potent force gave Xiao Lin boundless energy.
Second, as this qi and blood flowed through him, Xiao Lin noticed his body steadily becoming stronger, the energy cleansing away impurities within.
This power was also becoming more refined in the process.
Moreover, he found that this qi and blood energy could fuse with his Vajra Indestructible Soul Power. Once released, it could erupt with terrifying force—enhancing attack, defense, and explosive strength.
Finally, Xiao Lin felt his recovery rate had improved dramatically.
The connection between qi and blood, life force, and Vajra Soul Power—
These powers left Xiao Lin utterly shocked. It felt like even without becoming a god, he could achieve an eternal, peak state through this energy alone.
Terrifying strength.Terrifying blood energy.
"Maybe... for my second Martial Soul, I should choose something related to qi and blood."
But unless he could develop a body-based Martial Soul, what kind of beast-type Martial Soul would even match that?
Xiao Lin wasn't sure.
Inside his spiritual space, he opened his eyes and looked at the Ice-Fire Dragon Kings beside him.
Aside from Dragon King-level Martial Souls, what other soul beast could match the level of qi and blood he was aiming for?
He wondered secretly, unaware the Dragon Kings didn't know he was eyeing other dragon kings.
"Say, you two... do you know of any other Dragon Kings that could be my second Martial Soul?"
Even though Xiao Lin didn't know much about the later Douluo Dalu novels, he had heard of one called Legend of the Dragon King.
Since it's called that, it must have something to do with a Dragon King, right?
The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King?Or maybe the Ice-Fire Dragon King?
"Kid, stop daydreaming. To be a Dragon King requires at least our level of power—we were both God King-level."
The Ice Dragon King snorted with disdain.
If Xiao Lin really had a God King as his Martial Soul, he'd start with a divine-level soul at birth. That would make him stronger than Qian Renxue's Angel Martial Soul.
In comparison, the Qiu Long Staff would seem inadequate.
"Not necessarily,"
The Fire Dragon King retorted.
"After all, when a Dragon King dies, a new one always rises. Even if the next generation is weaker, they're still Dragon Kings—that's good enough for Xiao Lin."
"In fact, I remember the Mountain Dragon King—because of their unique race and great responsibility—every adult one is a king without a crown, fully worthy of the Dragon King title."
The Fire Dragon King's words left the Ice Dragon King feeling awkward. He instinctively tried to argue but eventually gave up.
"Xiao Lin, don't listen to him. That kind of talk is pointless."
"Oh yeah? Like you're any better."
Before long, the two Dragon Kings started quarreling again. Xiao Lin could only shake his head helplessly.
"Hmph!"
After a while, when the two had tired themselves out, they finally turned to Xiao Lin again.
"Xiao Lin, I just saw how you instinctively learned to use qi and blood power. Incredible! That one little plant, after growing with our ice-fire spiritual energy, actually gave you something even we couldn't offer."
"Indeed. It seems our ultimate ice and fire aren't just destructive—they also hold tremendous life energy. Perfect. Next, we'll teach you how to use our ice-fire soul power to nurture your qi and blood power."
"But there's a catch—this will massively increase your soul power consumption. It might take years to raise a single level. Are you still in?"
One dragon after another spoke, then they threw the question to Xiao Lin.
"Of course I'm in,"
Xiao Lin grinned, then quickly followed up with a question:
"Can I teach this qi and blood technique to Tang San and the others?"
"Sure. But I don't think he's suitable for ice-fire energy. Better to use life force to awaken his qi and blood. We'll give you a separate method for him."
"Can Soft Bone Rabbit soul beasts who've transformed into humans learn it too? What about auspicious beasts, like those with Golden Dragon Martial Souls?"
Getting confirmation that Tang San could learn a mid-level version excited Xiao Lin. He had to give one to Xiao Wu, his adopted sister—and Tang Ni couldn't be left out either.
Let's make them a low-tier version.
"Soft Bone Rabbit? No, her body is too weak."
"But that Golden Dragon one can. I'll make you a version that uses ultimate power to trigger the qi and blood."
The Ice-Fire Dragon Kings gave their final verdict.
(End of Chapter)