Chapter 75: Stark: Why Is It Always Me Who Gets Hurt?

Douluo World.

"Master, why are we not allowed to obtain spirit rings anymore?"

On the way to Soto City, Tang San pondered for a long time before finally asking this question.

As Tang San asked, the members of the Shrek Seven Devils also looked at the Master with confusion.

With the immortal's delicacies, their spirit power would increase more and more terrifyingly.

Perhaps, in less than half a year, they could break through to the Spirit Emperor or even Spirit Saint level.

But the Master wouldn't let them obtain spirit rings; wasn't this just preventing them from going out to show off?

Seeing everyone's gazes, the Master shook his head.

The immortal's delicacies indeed increase power quickly.

But an innocent man is guilty of his own treasure.

If Tang San and the others really reached the Spirit King realm after a while.

Then the people from the Spirit Hall would definitely notice the anomaly.

At that time, Tang San and his group would inevitably be targeted by the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, not obtaining spirit rings and deliberately suppressing spirit power is the best method.

In any case, even without obtaining spirit rings, a spirit master's spirit power will continue to grow.

After hearing the Master's words, Tang San and the others were stunned.

Thinking of the existence of the Spirit Hall, they suddenly realized.

Indeed, their spirit power levels were recorded in the Spirit Hall.

If their spirit power suddenly surged by more than ten levels in a month or two, the Spirit Hall would definitely come to investigate.

This is a situation Tang San does not want to see.

"Alright, next, you will undergo actual combat training!"

"Spirit power improvement is one aspect, but without actual combat, you cannot become a good spirit master!"

After stating these stern words, the Master led the group straight toward the Soto City Great Spirit Arena.

Meanwhile, in the gourmet shop on the other side.

Following Tang San's departure, the others sat down and continued to enjoy the delicacies.

Only, the more he ate, the more Yue Buqun realized something was wrong.

As the beef noodles entered his mouth, Yue Buqun could feel his body and soul, which had already been baptized, being baptized once again.

At this moment, they were being baptized yet again.

Moreover, this baptism gave Yue Buqun the illusion of being reborn.

The hundreds of years of internal energy within his body were, at this moment, vaguely beginning to transform into innate true energy.

Yue Buqun was stunned for a moment.

He then looked at the beef noodles with added ingredients in front of him, his eyes widening in shock.

At this moment, he finally understood the efficacy of the thousand-year snow lotus.

This was not just baptizing his body; it was pushing him into a new stage.

The hundreds of years of internal energy in his body were slowly transforming.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but become excited.

This was a quantitative change leading directly to a qualitative one.

Even a hundred years of internal energy cultivation could not compare to this baptism.

Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and the others on the other side also noticed the anomaly, just like Yue Buqun.

Feeling the transformation of internal energy within their bodies, both were slightly taken aback.

Under the baptism, both of them felt as if they had been reborn.

Zhang Sanfeng even felt as if he had opened up a new world in his understanding of martial arts.

Such an effect left both of them in a state of ecstasy.

And if one were to ask who had the deepest realization in the room at this moment, it would have to be the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, who had boldly spent five spiritual herbs in one go.

At this moment, Ying Zheng looked at the watermelon juice in front of him for a long time.

Finally, for the sake of his lifespan, Ying Zheng picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the watermelon juice with added medicinal herbs entered his mouth, a bitter taste immediately struck him.

But the next moment, Ying Zheng was stunned.

A psychic-like coolness rushed straight toward Ying Zheng's soul.

Almost in an instant, Ying Zheng felt as if he had ascended to immortality.

The feeling of comfort emanating from his soul almost made Ying Zheng addicted to it.

It was just that Ying Zheng could not look inward at this moment; otherwise, he would definitely have seen his soul being washed by a surging stream of spiritual energy.

With every wash, the impurities within Ying Zheng's soul were removed a little more.

Lost in this feeling for a long time, when Ying Zheng finally came to his senses, a voice echoed in his heart.

After hearing it just once, Ying Zheng was dumbfounded again.

A hundred years of lifespan!

How could it be a hundred years of lifespan!

Just a moment ago, a feeling in Ying Zheng's heart told him that his lifespan had been increased by one hundred years!

Having long been accustomed to such prompts, Ying Zheng was stunned this time, and then immediately became ecstatic.

One hundred years of lifespan; he, Ying Zheng, had hit the jackpot this time!

Seeing Ying Zheng suddenly become ecstatic, Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng, and the others were stunned.

Their gazes glanced at Ying Zheng's luxurious watermelon juice.

Even without asking, they had generally guessed what happened.

Something that could make Ying Zheng this ecstatic.

It must be a massive increase in lifespan!

However, everyone couldn't help but become curious.

Exactly how many years of lifespan could make Ying Zheng this excited?

Yue Buqun couldn't help but lean over again.

However, he hadn't even opened his mouth to ask yet.

As if Ying Zheng had long known his intention, he held up one finger.

"Ten years!"

Almost instantly, such a thought arose in everyone's hearts.

But then they looked at Ying Zheng's expression.

A mere ten years could not possibly make Ying Zheng this excited.

Could it be one hundred years!

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.

How is that possible!

Adding spiritual herbs to watermelon juice could actually have such a terrifying effect?

A mere three years of lifespan, under the effect of five spiritual herbs, had actually increased Ying Zheng's lifespan by one hundred years!

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, Abbot Xuan Ci, and the others were all sour.

This was no longer just envy.

It was pure, unadulterated jealousy.

This was a hundred years of lifespan!

It was not something that a hundred years of internal energy could compare to.

Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng, and the others looked at the egg fried rice and beef noodles they had already finished, and their faces turned bitter.

At this moment, they felt a bit of regret.

If they had known, they should have added those spiritual herbs to the watermelon juice.

This time, they had truly lost out big!

"Tsk tsk, the taste of this watermelon juice is indeed delicious."

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Ying Zheng wiped his mouth with great satisfaction.

Letting you all increase your internal energy—well, look at you now, regretting it, aren't you?

This kind of thousand-year spiritual herb was never meant for increasing internal energy, but for saving one's life and extending one's years.

You don't even understand this, yet you have the nerve to bring your own.

Tsk tsk, what a pity.

"Alright, I should head back to continue collecting. Everyone, see you next time!"

Waving at Yue Buqun and the others, Ying Zheng turned and left.

For a moment, only the bewildered and regretful few remained in the gourmet shop.

Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, and the others felt the internal energy in their bodies gradually transforming into innate true energy, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That was close, they didn't lose out either!

And the one who lost the most was Tony Stark at this moment.

Without internal energy in his body, what he was enhancing at this moment was purely his physical attributes.

Stark, who had originally added a two-thousand-year-old Ginseng King, was still happy about his fifteen-fold increase in physical constitution.

But upon hearing the words of Ying Zheng, he was dumbfounded.

A hundred years of lifespan!

This time, he, Stark, had suffered a massive loss again!

Why is it always me who gets hurt!