Chapter 33: Men understand men best—I don't want sweets

After packing all the medicinal herbs into the Universal Treasure Bag,

Bai Ran was sent to the Tian Dou Royal Academy by Du Gu Bo.

According to Bai Ran's original intention, he actually had no problem returning to Nuoding City alone,

But Feng Tianyu disagreed.

Saying he's a child under ten, crossing half the empire alone, how could that be reassuring.

Bai Ran: I'm about to become a Soul King.

Feng Tianyu: You're a support-type soul master; even if you become a Soul King, what's the difference from an ordinary combat-type soul master of over ten ranks? Bai Ran: Uncle Feng, how many days will you stay at my place?

Feng Tianyu: You little brat, don't go prying into adult matters.

……

Because it's winter, the weather is very cold,

Moreover, this time I'm going home for vacation, with plenty of time.

So Feng Tianyu didn't choose to have his great nephew rush using soul power; instead he went to a carriage shop and hired a wagon.

"Master, go to Fasnuo Province."

"Sure, fifteen gold soul coins. Time and place."

The driver was a sturdy middle-aged man, not talkative, but looking reliable and honest.

"Two hours later, outside Tian Dou City gate."

Taking a carriage from Tian Dou City to the small city of Nuoding in Fasnuo Province, even traveling day and night, requires a week's time.

For such a long time, one can't possibly go without eating or drinking.

So we need to buy some food and water to put in the storage vessel for use on the road.

……

"Uncle Feng, what are you buying?"

Seeing Uncle Feng directly bring him into a bustling large shop.

Bai Ran couldn't quite understand; did buying some dry rations require going to such an obviously expensive place?

"Great nephew, I'm going to visit your father; I can't possibly show up empty-handed."

Bai Ran: That sounds quite reasonable.

"Imperial Brand Cigarettes? Give me a pack."

Feng Tianyu: Back when I stayed in the barracks with Bai Dage and a bunch of brothers, this Imperial Brand Cigarette was our favorite—it's incredibly satisfying to smoke, but a pack costs a full hundred gold soul coins, and an ordinary soldier's yearly salary can't even buy one box.

"Also, give me two bottles of this specially supplied royal red wine."

Men understand men best; as long as there's alcohol and cigarettes, there will be stories that can't be finished in a single night.

(When Bai Ran returned home and saw, he found his father had kicked him out of the room; Bai Father: "How old are you now? Go sleep on your own.")……

After buying, we arrived outside the city and just got on the wagon.

Sitting inside the wagon, Bai Ran eyed his uncle suspiciously.

"Uncle Feng, are you still a high-level Soul Saint?"

Bai Ran remembered he had given Uncle Feng a share of the Shileke Seven Monsters' Happy Pill. (There are still six left.)"Any problem, great nephew?"

Reaching the Soul Saint stage, raising one's soul power level requires considerable accumulation of time,

Some Soul Saints might not even increase their soul power by one rank in three years.

Feng Tianyu: When I first awakened my martial soul, my innate soul power was only rank 7; if I can break through to Soul Douluo in this lifetime, I'll be satisfied.

"Did you not eat the pill I gave you last time, Uncle Feng?"

The last time Uncle Feng went to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Bai Ran handed him that miraculous medicine, hoping his strength could advance further.

"Ah, you mean that sugar cube? I put it in my storage ring."

Feng Tianyu doesn't like sweet things.

Ah, that noble lady from back then loved sweets the most.

It's a pity, it hurts, it hurts so much.

Consequently, Feng Tianyu began to dislike sweet foods.

As soon as he tastes sweetness, he recalls that unpleasant experience.

Feng Tianyu: I take tonics and think of her, taking tonics. Great nephew, are you trying to ruin me, Uncle Feng? "Uncle Feng, eat it, why aren't you eating?"

That's the essence of immortal herbs refined from the Human Emperor Banner; in cultivation terms, it's a supreme immortal pill. Fellow daoist, why don't you try it? "Yo yo yo, great nephew, you're still in a hurry."

"Oh dear, I remember your father loved sugar the most, so I saved it for him to eat."

"My father's share, I'll keep it for him myself; Uncle Feng, you just eat it."

"This is an herbal pill I specially made using the herbal knowledge I learned; it can even increase soul power—Uncle Feng, don't you believe me? Try it."

"Increase soul power? Great nephew, don't feed me that nonsense."

Even a senior Poison Douluo of Title Douluo rank might not necessarily be able to craft a soul-power-boosting pill from herbs; you're just a raw recruit—what qualifies you?

The sigh isn't an apology; it's that great nephew, you still need to train.

"Really, don't you believe me? Try it."

"Okay okay okay, I'll try, I'll try."

"It's fine; I actually forgot about it long ago."

"Besides, the sugar pill the great nephew gave—what if it's bitter?"

With that thought, Feng Tianyu took out the pill that had been in his storage ring for over a month and popped it into his mouth.

"Hmm?"

"A strong herbal flavor."

And also a very natural sweet taste.

His body began to feel hot and restless; is he thinking of that damned white moonlight again?

"Wrong! Driver, stop the car quickly!"

Feng Tianyu finished speaking, then jumped straight out of the car and ran toward the lakeside.

Feng Tianyu: Aphrodisiac grass! Damn, there's definitely aphrodisiac grass in here, you little nephew, just wait for your little butt to bloom.

The driver was dumbfounded.

What's wrong with this Soul Master sir, why did he suddenly jump out of the car and run off, could it be that he had an urgent need to relieve himself? More than ten minutes later, Feng Tianyu returned.

He stuffed 1,000 gold soul coins into the driver's hand, telling him to hire several Soul Ancestor-level Soul Masters to escort the little one in the car safely to Fasnuo Province.

His soul power inexplicably broke through to level 80, and Feng Tianyu now urgently needs to go to Sunset Forest to hunt down a suitable soul beast.

Of course, before leaving, he gave Bai Ran a meaningful glance.

What exactly is this divine medicine? It actually allowed his soul power as a high-ranking Soul Saint to break through several levels in a row.

……

The carriage driver is also professional.

It just so happens that we haven't gone far from Heavenly Battle City, so it's convenient to go back and bring the Soul Master guards from the carriage.

Hiring a Soul Ancestor-level guard for a trip only costs 200 gold soul coins; the driver hired two, and could still earn 600 gold soul coins.

However, earning that much made the driver feel uneasy about his conscience, so he simply hired a Soul King-level guard, costing 800 gold soul coins.

Of course, the Soul Masters who can serve as guards in the carriage generally aren't very strong.

Forget about a standard soul ring configuration; this Soul King's first soul ring is a white ten-year soul ring, and his fifth soul ring is merely a purple soul ring of six or seven thousand years.

However, with a Soul King providing protection, any danger encountered on the road can usually be dealt with.

……

Regarding Uncle Feng's sudden departure,

Bai Ran wasn't surprised at all, after all, for Soul Masters, once they reach the next stage, the desire to obtain soul rings is almost instinctual.

At this point, even if their parents died, they would still need to go obtain soul rings first.

Furthermore, what dangers could be encountered on this road? At most, just some bandits or robbers, which are nothing more than powerful Soul Masters or Soul Elders.

After all, reaching the Soul Ancestor level or above already counts as the backbone of the Soul Master world.

Even if they joined the army, they could serve as an officer.

Those with hands and feet, why would they do such banditry?

Furthermore, if they accidentally encounter a formidable Soul Master, their little lives could be over.

……

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