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The following second, Qin Ming stepped closer to Xiao Ruier, his eyes fixed on her. "What did you say? What's your spirit? And what's your spirit power rank?" he asked.
Xiao Ruier's eyes remained calm, and her tone was even. "My spirit is the Golden Dragon, and I'm thirteen years old," she replied. "My current spirit power is rank forty-one."
As soon as she said this, it was as if another thunderclap had echoed through the academic office. The staff nearby instinctively stood up, and the other admissions instructors gasped. Even Qin Ming's eyebrows twitched without him aning to.
"Thirteen years old? You've already broken through to rank forty and beco a Spirit Ancestor? Are you sure?" Qin Ming's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a hint of disbelief still in his voice.
"If you don't believe , I'll show you my spirit."
Xiao Ruier spoke softly, then took a step forward, stomping her right foot heavily on the ground. A brilliant golden light erupted from her body.
"Roar!"
A deafening dragon roar suddenly burst from her, carrying an ancient and powerful bloodline pressure that swept through the entire office like a tide. In an instant, the air seed to solidify.
Following the roar, a colossal and majestic Golden Dragon phantom roared forth from behind Xiao Ruier. Its dragon horns stood proud, and its scales were densely packed. Although it was just a phantom, it radiated overwhelming power, sacred and solemn.
At the sa ti, four spirit rings, two yellow and two purple, slowly rose from beneath her feet.
"How... how is this possible?!" an instructor exclaid, his voice trembling slightly. "Thirteen years old, and she's really reached rank forty-one? And it's a Dragon Clan spirit."
Qin Ming was deeply moved. He stared intently at the proud young girl, his Adam's apple bobbing. He had seen Spirit Masters with astonishing talent before, but not even geniuses as strong as Yu Tianheng or Tang Chuan had ever had such a profound impact on him.
However, he knew that the Tang Chuan he had seen was only what the latter had wanted him to see. If Qin Ming had witnessed Tang Chuan's true strength, his surprise would have been no less than this.
Looking at the young girl, surrounded by golden light and a roaring dragon phantom, the shock in Qin Ming's heart did not subside for a long ti. After a mont, he took a deep breath, his voice slightly trembling. "You... you ca to Heaven Dou Royal Academy to... to join the Royal Fight Team?"
His tone was full of anticipation, nervousness, and even a hint of unease. Such a remarkably gifted person was a rare existence across the entire Douluo Continent. If she could be recruited into the Royal Fight Team, the entire team's combat power would undoubtedly undergo a qualitative change.
Hearing this, Xiao Ruier's blue-gold eyes flickered, and her brows furrowed as if she were hesitating. After a mont of thought, she spoke slowly, "Does your Royal Fight Team... have a Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master? If so, then I can join."
anwhile, at the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a foggy area existed where fiery red and icy blue rged without dissolving. The heatwaves and coldness each occupied their own space, like the most extre duality in all of heaven and earth.
On a rock platform at the junction of the fire and ice, Tang Chuan sat with his legs crossed. In front of him, various dicinal ingredients were laid out; so were as green as jade, so as clear as glazed glass, and others emitted faint wisps of cold energy. These were all rare, Immortal-grade dicinal herbs he had carefully gathered from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Next to him, a black dicine cauldron sat. The bottom of the cauldron was already warm, a sign that the fire had been activated and was ready for alchemy.
There was a reason the Douluo Continent was known as a "floor tile" world. During the ti of Douluo I, there were almost no dicinal pills on the entire continent.
When people obtained Immortal-grade dicinal herbs, they would simply swallow them raw, without removing any impurities or harmful substances.
By the ti of Douluo II, the alchemy of dicinal pills was more like a stew, where people just combined all the heaven and earth treasures and condensed them into pills without any real thod or logic.
Tang Chuan had been researching alchemy for quite so ti. Although he had no practical experience, he had read many novels about alchemy in his previous life. The principle was nothing more than extracting the impurities and toxins from the dicinal ingredients, discarding them, keeping only the beneficial parts, and then fusing and combining them.
With that idea in mind, the thod seed simple. First, he had basically figured out the effectiveness of these dicinal ingredients through the "Immortal Treasure Record." What he needed to do next was to remove the impurities within them.
As for how to refine them, it was just a matter of controlling the fla with spirit power, using the fla to refine the dicinal ingredients, and then using spirit power—which was the ntal force of this world—to separate the harmful substances.
Regardless of whether he succeeded or failed, Dugu Bo had plenty of dicinal ingredients, so Tang Chuan would just treat it as practice.
Even if the dicinal pills he refined had problems, giving them to Dugu Bo probably wouldn't kill him. At most, he would just have diarrhea, and at that point, Tang Chuan could just say it was the dicinal effect, helping to excrete toxins from his body.
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan couldn't help but chuckle. "Senior Dugu, you'll have to work hard to test the dicine for next, heheh," he muttered to himself.
However, just as he was about to start, he heard the soft sound of footsteps behind him. His body trembled slightly, and he turned his head to see Dugu Yan walking toward him. She patted him on the shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Dugu Yan asked, her gaze falling on the pile of dicinal ingredients and the cauldron. A slight look of surprise was in her eyes.
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's mouth curved into a smile, his tone serious yet indifferent. "I'm making dicine for all of you," he said. "I need to prepare a liquid dicine to improve your physique, and also refine dicinal pills to improve your grandfather's ridians.
Simply picking Immortal-grade dicinal herbs isn't enough; the impurities must also be removed, and then they must be refined in the right proportions to maximize their effectiveness."
"Oh," Dugu Yan nodded, sowhat confused. Then she frowned and said, "Tang Chuan, I ca over because I have a question for you. You told my grandfather to condense the spirit ring toxins in his body into a poisonous dicinal pill, but isn't that poisonous pill still inside his body? It's just a change in form, not a change in the substance. Aren't the toxins still in his body? Won't his body continue to be corroded?"
At that mont, Tang Chuan was squatting in front of the cauldron, adjusting the heat. When he heard Dugu Yan's words, his movents paused slightly. He looked up at her, then chuckled. "Yan Zi, that's a good question you've asked," he said.
"The poisonous dicinal pill does indeed remain in the body, but its essence isn't a residue of toxins in the usual sense. Instead, it's a toxic core ford by highly compressing, condensing, and sealing all the residual spirit ring toxins.
The true purpose of the poisonous dicinal pill thod is to concentrate, compress, and seal the residual spirit ring toxins—which originally circulated throughout the body and affected the ridians and internal organs—into one stable area. It's like a cage, locking the toxins inside to prevent them from spreading and corroding the body.
"But more importantly," he continued, "this poisonous dicinal pill will usually be sealed by your grandfather with his spirit power, keeping it undisturbed. This not only makes his ridians throughout his body clear, as if they've been washed, which allows his spirit power to flow more smoothly.
But also, when he needs it, such as when he encounters a powerful enemy, runs out of spirit power, or needs a sudden power boost, he can actively unseal the poisonous dicinal pill, releasing its toxins to enhance his attack or for self-preservation."
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