Chapter 41

"You little brat, do you know that when entering, you should knock first?"

At this moment, Bai Tianming was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

That little brat probably hasn't heard that he was picked up by me, right?

According to rumors, the daughter of Old Wang next door left home after she learned she was adopted by Old Wang, running away as soon as she started working as an adult; now Old Wang lives alone, destitute, without anyone to care for him. (Old Wang next door's most failed episode) In the present Douluo Continent, even an ordinary soul master finds it hard to get a woman if he brings a child, let alone an ordinary man.

"Even at home you have to knock, old coot, you're going too far."

Bai Ran pretended not to have heard anything.

Besides, what does it matter if he isn't Old Bai's biological son?

You old coot, you'll still have to help me hold my grandson...

Eh, wrong, where did the heroine come from? Getting married in the T0 version of Douluo Continent? Bai Ran fears that if his wife divorces him later, she'll take half of his cultivation.

(You'd better not say it, you really shouldn't say it; in this book, Tang San and Xiao Wu together achieved the Asura God, and then Xiao Wu, who insisted on female independence, afterwards took half of the Asura God's divine position, forcibly splitting the God King's divine position into two first-rank god positions.

"Why ask why Bai Ran didn't intercept the opportunity to inherit the Asura God? Well, the Human Emperor Banner/Ten Thousand Souls Banner: what grade is that, still arranging a divine position for you?" "Alright, alright, remember next time, when I'm chatting with your Uncle Feng, don't barge in suddenly."

By the way, what did you say? A pill that can repair my dad's shattered martial soul.

What nonsense? Even if such a treasure truly existed in this world, it's not something a kid like you could get your hands on.

When Bai Tianming's martial soul was shattered, aside from maintaining his martial soul's true form for a long time, he also suffered an impact from a soul beast nearly ninety thousand years old.

The banner that once was magnificent is now just a broken wooden stick with a rag tied to it; this is also why Bai Tianming now greatly dislikes using his martial soul.

In the past, when he summoned his martial soul, he was a vigorous and proud commander; now, when he summons his martial soul, he resembles a sorry fool ready to surrender.

"Old coot, don't disbelieve me—I've fed it to Uncle Feng."

As his son, how could Bai Ran possibly be willing to watch his own father continue to decline?

Originally, when going to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Wells, he was still thinking about how to find the immortal herb that could repair his shattered martial soul,

Now it's fine—he skipped the intermediate process and produced a concentrated essence of the immortal herb.

Never mind the martial soul being shattered; it feels as if the martial soul is gone, yet with the power of so many immortal herbs, one can actually force a martial soul to manifest.

"Tian Yu, did you eat what this little brat gave you? No, you actually believe a child's words."

Bai Tianming: "Nonsense, it made me laugh unexpectedly."

"Brother Bai, I'm already an 86th-rank Title Douluo."

Feng Tian Yu said somewhat embarrassedly.

It seems that after returning to the Tian Dou Royal Academy, he will likely become a member of the institute's teaching committee.

In the future, Bai Ran at the academy will no longer be my uncle who is the director of the Academic Affairs Office; instead, he will become my uncle who is the (vice) principal.

"Title Douluo? Tian Yu, you were only a 77th-rank Soul Saint half a year ago, and what talent does this guy have that I wouldn't know? Breaking through to Title Douluo before fifty is like ancestral graves smoking with green flames."

Since Bai Tianming's soul power is now only around thirty-odd ranks, he doesn't know what realm Feng Tian Yu is in.

Moreover, for a Soul Elder, what's the difference between a Soul Saint and a Title Douluo? Both are immensely powerful soul power fluctuations; unless the opponent releases their martial soul, one cannot roughly gauge their soul power level at all.

"Here, Title Douluo."

Seeing Brother Bai not believing him, Feng Tian Yu released his martial soul—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, eight soul rings like a slap, fiercely striking Bai Tianming's face.

"Tian Yu, did you take drugs? Your soul power increased by nearly ten ranks in just half a year."

Such a terrifying rate of increase, especially for a high-level Soul Saint,

even a fallen one would have to slaughter a city of tens of thousands to barely achieve such a leap in strength. "Um, Brother Bai, to be frank, I was actually still a 77th-rank Soul Saint just half a month ago."

"Nine ranks in half a month—Tian Yu, do I look like a big idiot to you?"

Bai Tianming simply refuses to believe it, no matter what.

Yet faced with the facts, he cannot help but believe—perhaps the little brat's pill can truly repair the martial soul.

……

"Come on, eat—why aren't you eating, old coot?"

Seeing his father believe in the pill's effect, he didn't take it but instead stored it in his spatial container.

Bai Ran was utterly bewildered.

Old coot, what have you been doing? The chance to return to your peak is right before you—why won't you take it!

"Yes, Brother Bai, even if this pill might not necessarily repair your martial soul, it's still a hope—your brothers in the army all miss you dearly."

Feng Tian Yu also didn't understand.

In the hearts of all the veterans of the Southern Legion, Bai Tianming will forever be their marshal.

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll eat, I'll eat—is that not enough?"

Amid the urging of the big and the small, Bai Tianming swallowed that essence of the immortal herb.

……

A feeling of dry heat emanated from his lower abdomen.

Like others who have taken this pill, Bai Tianming's first impression was: "That little brat wouldn't have slipped a little pill in here to mess with his old man, would he?" Wait, this warmth that even the martial soul feels, gradually turning into a comfortable sensation, made Bai Tianming involuntarily let out a 'hmm'.

Feng Tian Yu: "Great nephew, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Bai Ran: "I remember this medicine wasn't that potent."

Soon, Bai Tianming's aura began to gradually rise, rapidly increasing from his original thirty-odd rank Soul Elder to finally stabilizing at around eighty-nine, close to Title Douluo.

Because the martial soul was being repaired, the medicinal power was insufficient to support further evolution of the martial soul, so Bai Tianming's martial soul remained at the quality close to that of a top-tier martial soul as before.

"This, this—how is this possible?"

Bai Tianming felt it was utterly unbelievable.

Bai Ran also felt it was utterly unbelievable.

Originally, he felt a little envious that Tang San's father was a Title Douluo, but now it seems his own father is about the same.

"It's cold, Brother Bai—I'll add you an extra piece of clothing."

Feng Tianyu said while taking off his outer clothes, preparing to put them on Bai Tianming.

"Tian Yu, you dare make this kind of joke? Believe it or not, I'll whip you."

Bai Tianming is not a weak and incapable support-system soul master; by bolstering himself with various enhancement soul skills, he also possesses considerable combat ability.

Back then, upon learning that the commander of the Tian Dou Empire's side was a support-system Soul Douluo, the Star Luo side also dispatched several agility-attack-system Soul Saints to come assassinate.

As expected, those few agility-attack-system Soul Saints are now probably students at the Soul Master Elementary Academy.

……

(End of chapter)