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"Very good." Mo Bai seemed satisfied with her obedience; his finger lifted, pointing vaguely toward her lower abdomen dantian. "Next is the core. The foundation of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul is right here. I will carve the mark of the 'Soul Casting Lead' upon your martial soul source. The process will be more painful than before, and also... more stimulating. If you endure it, your martial soul will have a chance for evolution. If you cannot, at least your soul power will regress, and at worst, the martial soul will be damaged. Are you ready?"
Ning Rongrong looked in the direction Mo Bai's finger pointed; that was the source where her soul power condensed, and also the place where being touched in the hot spring just now had triggered a violent reaction. She recalled the exhilaration of soul power racing and breaking through the bottleneck, and also that extreme pleasure that made her lose control and tremble. Pain? Stimulation? Chance for evolution?
She took a deep breath, nodded forcefully, and a look of "do or die" determination finally appeared in her eyes. "I am ready, Teacher. Please... proceed."
Mo Bai spoke no further. He withdrew his hand, took out an ancient jade box from his robes, and opened it. A cool yet mellow exotic fragrance instantly filled the entire Quiet Room. Inside the jade box lay an extraordinary immortal herb. Its entire body was crystal clear like jade, its branches seemed carved from glaze, and at the top bloomed nine golden tulip petals, while the stamens flowed with a seven-colored glow, beautiful beyond the mundane.
"Qi Luo Immortal Tulip." Mo Bai's voice rarely carried a hint of solemnity. "The immortal grade among immortal grades; it consolidates the foundation, clears the pulse, and strengthens the soul. Most importantly, it has an extremely small probability of triggering the evolution opportunity for top-tier Support System martial souls. Cooperating with my 'Soul Casting Lead,' it can greatly increase the success rate of your martial soul's evolution."
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. Qi Luo Immortal Tulip! She had seen this name in the ancient records of the sect—an immortal herb rumored to have long been extinct! Her father had searched for it for many years to no avail! He actually had it? And was going to use it on her?
A massive shock and disbelief submerged her, even temporarily washing away the shame of her naked body.
Mo Bai picked up that Qi Luo Immortal Tulip, the immortal herb emitting a soft glow between his fingertips. "Consume it; just lightly suck the stamens, then use all your soul power to refine it, guiding the medicinal power to merge into the martial soul. I will carve the 'Soul Casting Lead' brand for you at the most critical moment of your medicinal absorption. Remember, no matter what happens, keep your consciousness clear and operate your soul power with all your might."
Ning Rongrong nodded solemnly, took that immortal herb emitting a tempting luster, and sucked the stamens, which turned into a mild yet incredibly majestic torrent, crashing into her limbs and bones!
"Ugh...!" Ning Rongrong couldn't help letting out a groan of pain. That feeling was more than ten times stronger than the medicinal power shock in the hot spring yesterday! It felt as if countless tiny flames were burning and racing in her meridians, and also as if she were being soaked in scalding lava; every inch of flesh and every bone was letting out a moan. But at the same time, an unutterable surge of vitality and power also erupted from the depths of her soul.
She immediately sat cross-legged and operated the meditation cultivation method of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with all her might, trying to guide that violent medicinal power. The seven-colored glazed pagoda phantom emerged behind her, the tower body releasing a great light as it madly absorbed the medicinal power of the Qi Luo Immortal Tulip.
Mo Bai stood before her, his gaze like a torch, staring intently at the martial soul phantom behind her and the flow of soul power within her body. Time passed bit by bit; Ning Rongrong's face was at one moment as red as blood, and at another as white as paper, her body shaking incessantly, sweat pouring down like rain, soaking her naked skin. The light of the Seven-Colored Glazed Pagoda grew brighter and brighter, the tower body seemed to be vibrating slightly, letting out a low hum.
Now is the time!
A sharp light flashed in Mo Bai's eyes; he joined his right index and middle fingers, and at the fingertip condensed a point of light that was deep like the night sky, yet seemed to contain the birth and death of countless stars. That light was not dazzling, yet it gave one the illusion that the soul was about to be sucked in.
He struck like lightning, a finger pointing right at the center of Ning Rongrong's forehead!
"Buzz—!"
Ning Rongrong's whole body jolted; she felt as if a red-hot branding iron had been thrust directly into the depths of her soul! Indescribable intense pain instantly swept through all her consciousness, a hundred times stronger than the pain of the medicinal power flushing just now! She wanted to scream but couldn't make any sound; her vision was pitch black, with only that point of deep, dark light constantly expanding in her soul, as if it were to completely swallow and reshape it.
"Concentrate! Guide the medicinal power to strike the martial soul source!" Mo Bai's deep voice was like a thunderclap, exploding in her nearly dissipating consciousness.
Ning Rongrong, relying on her last bit of clarity, madly urged her soul power, guiding the majestic medicinal power of the Qi Luo Immortal Tulip toward the source of that intense pain—the core of her martial soul source, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
"Boom—!"
It felt as if something in her consciousness shattered and then regrouped. The intense pain reached its peak and then receded like a tide, replaced by an unutterable emptiness and... longing. It was as if a hole had been opened in her soul, extremely longing to be filled and branded by something.