Chapter 19: Daily Cultivation and Intelligence from Various Regions

After obtaining his First Spirit Ring, Nan Feihuang returned to his day-after-day cultivation.

Lan Xue had merely registered him at the Gu Lei Royal Academy; whether he went or not was up to him.

After all, could teachers who were at most Spirit Kings or Spirit Emperors teach him better than she, a Peak Soul Douluo, could by guiding his hand?

The imperial palace was not lacking in cultivation resources, and there were also simulated cultivation grounds; furthermore, with Nan Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd martial soul and his book martial soul, he could cultivate quite well in either the armory or the library. There were still eight years until the Soul Master Academy Tournament that Nan Feihuang intended to participate in, so even if he needed to enter the academy to build rapport with his teammates, there was no rush.

Lan Xue was also not worried that her son would develop a dark personality due to a lack of friends.

His sunshine was visible to everyone in the palace; the young maids and eunuchs all liked this gentle-natured Crown Prince. Besides, he had those three trusted friends by his side, and with his third sister Nan Feiling there as well, he would not be lonely.

Outside of cultivation, Nan Feihuang spent most of his time studying the sixth section of the Dunjia Heavenly Book: Pharmacology and Medicine.

He needed to master the detoxification portion as soon as possible; when it came to Immortal Herbs, the earlier one obtained them, the better.

It was just that the poison Dugu Bo was afflicted with was not simple, and learning medicine required the accumulation of time; it could not be achieved overnight. Nan Feihuang's requirements were not high: if he could thoroughly master detoxification within four years, that would suffice.

Although that would consume a great deal of Nan Feihuang's cultivation time, for the sake of the Immortal Herbs, everything was worth it.

As long as he consumed the Immortal Herbs, not only would his current strength skyrocket, but it would also be extremely beneficial for his future cultivation.

For example, using the Ice and Fire Immortal Herb to temper the body had an effect far stronger than Whale Glue; otherwise, Tang San could not have surpassed the five-thousand-year limit for his Fourth Spirit Ring, absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring, and even more so, raised his God-Bestowed Soul Ring to the level of a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring in one go for his Seventh Spirit Ring.

Nan Feihuang was even more confident in himself; possessing the Ghost God Body, he believed that besides consuming the Ice and Fire Immortal Herb, he should have the capacity to consume another Immortal Herb with potent medicinal properties, rather than being like Tang San, who could only choose the relatively mild Wangchuan Qiushui Dew.

Lv Lingqi was also very expectant, because Nan Feihuang had said that with the help of the medicine within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there might one day be a way to cure her throat.

Being unable to speak had always been her psychological burden, making her feel that she was flawed and unworthy of Nan Feihuang.

Lv Lingqi wrote a letter of encouragement by hand, expressing her trust and support for Nan Feihuang.

"My Lord, keep it up! Once you cure my throat, in the future, whoever dares to curse you, I will help you curse them back. Whoever dares to bully you, I will stab them with my Feilian Halberd like I'm stabbing pigs and dogs, and I guarantee I'll wipe out their entire family!"

Looking at this letter, Nan Feihuang was somewhat speechless; he suddenly had the thought that it might not be bad if Lv Lingqi were a mute.

Such a beautiful young girl, why did she have to grow a mouth that could speak? She didn't learn from anyone else, but learned from her father, spewing filth at every turn, constantly talking about stabbing people like pigs and dogs—Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo would definitely express that they were very pissed!

Wouldn't it be nice to be a mute bride?

Furthermore, Nan Feihuang did not waste his remaining spare time, practicing the long-weapon martial art Single-Handed Eighteen Picks, as well as a footwork technique from the Dunjia Heavenly Book: North Star Immortal Trace.

This was a footwork technique created by Zuo Ci based on the Big Dipper; it was profound, mysterious, and as elegant as an immortal.

With so many things piled together, Nan Feihuang's daily schedule was packed, but this diligent appearance of his also won him an excellent reputation.

Now, people in the world were saying that the Crown Prince of the Gu Lei Kingdom was not only exceptionally gifted but also a cultivation fanatic.

He was completely unlike the dissolute children of other nobles who spent their days drinking and making merry; instead, he was extremely disciplined. A person like this would surely achieve something in the future.

In fact, outside of cultivation, Nan Feihuang was not completely unconcerned with outside affairs; he had sent people to gather intelligence.

On one hand, it was the situation of the main characters from the original story, such as Tang San, the protagonist of the original work.

And Xiao Wu, that Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast.

It was a pity that the result he obtained was that Tang San was slightly older than him and had awakened his martial soul three months earlier, which meant that the current Tang San had already gone to Notting Academy and had long since become acquainted with Xiao Wu.

Regarding Tang San, the current Nan Feihuang had no great interest, and he had never thought about subduing him or anything; such a person could not be subdued, as he only had his Tang Sect in his heart.

Nan Feihuang did not want to provoke him for the time being; he would neither inexplicably offend him nor bother to befriend him. Let the two sides just be strangers for now.

As for Xiao Wu, Nan Feihuang had indeed thought about whether he could intercept her. Of course, he himself had no interest in that rabbit, but her spirit ring and soul bone were truly tempting.

But that was not possible now; Tang San seeing Xiao Wu meant that Tang Hao had seen Xiao Wu.

If he made a move against Xiao Wu, it would inevitably incite his violent rage.

In his heart, Xiao Wu had to belong to Tang San. If the two were in love, then he could let Xiao Wu go, which could be considered making up for his own regret regarding A Yin; otherwise, Xiao Wu would inevitably have to become Tang San's spirit ring and soul bone.

Whoever dared to covet them would have to wait for the Clear Sky Hammer to descend.

The current Gu Lei Kingdom could not afford to offend this Clear Sky Douluo.

He also never thought about reporting them to the Spirit Hall or anything; after all, he had never thought about joining the Spirit Hall, and he even had aspirations for the world, so the Spirit Hall would also be his opponent in the future.

Providing them with intelligence on a transformed Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast—wouldn't that be equivalent to aiding the enemy?

Besides, the future Tang Family father and son could attract a lot of the Spirit Hall's attention, winning precious time for his own growth.

Since Xiao Wu's soul bone could not be obtained for the time being, Nan Feihuang did not want to excessively destroy his own foresight-based plot advantage at the very beginning.

Furthermore, there were the two true commoners among the original Shrek Seven Devils: Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

If they had not yet been found by Flender, he would also like to take them under his command; after all, one possessed the top-level Fire Phoenix martial soul, and the other was an unprecedented Food-type Innate Full Spirit Power.

As it turned out, he received two pieces of bad news: both of these people had already been taken in by Flender, and it was Flender who had awakened their martial souls for them.

Now, both of them had been taken by him to live in the Balak Kingdom.

Since that was the case, Nan Feihuang gave up on it. Although he wanted to intercept them, he was not obsessed with it; getting them was best, but it didn't matter if he didn't.

On this point, he was more indifferent than Cao Laoban; Cao Laoban's desire for talent was simply no less than his desire for married women.

Even in this regard, Cao Laoban was somewhat obsessed. If it were someone else, Guan Yu would probably have died seven or eight times; how could there still be his legendary reputation of passing five passes and slaying six generals, and hanging up his seal and sealing his gold?

Zhao Yun also wouldn't have been able to charge in and out seven times; he would definitely have been shot to death by arrows.

Finally, besides talent, the other thing Nan Feihuang cared about was treasures.

Although the Douluo Continent was a fantasy world, it was not like other worlds where treasures were everywhere; in the eyes of ordinary people here, the only things that could be called treasures were soul bones.

But in Nan Feihuang's eyes, there were more things besides those.

"My Lord, the people sent out have reported back: they have found it! They are within the borders of Star Luo, in Kasna Village!" Xun Yu walked into the room and reported to Nan Feihuang, who was reading.

(End of chapter)