Chapter 225: Mind and Sulfur

Choosing 【Yulandi's Ice Blade Domain】 is also related to the difficulty of learning.

In the end, Luo De's magical accumulation is too low; he only just broke through to the Second Tier recently.

It makes no sense to ask a Second-Tier mage to learn Seventh- or Eighth-Tier spells.

Luo De didn't just stand there.

He sat down right where he was, transforming his spiritual energy into the ice-crystal spiritual energy of 【Yulandi's Ice Blade Domain】 while pulling out the book 【On the Exploration and Speculation of the Land Naga Spiritual Art: Battle Soul】.

After gaining the shared skill 【Battle Soul Impact】, he acquired a wealth of foundational knowledge and operational rules regarding Battle Soul.

But foundational knowledge and operational rules don't mean he could fully master all derivative applications of Battle Soul.

This requires creativity.

As a crude spiritual warrior lacking basic education in this world's cultivation system, he might be deficient.

At this point, learning from others' insights was the best choice.

Over there.

Lin Saixier noticed his spiritual energy had surged for less than ten minutes before stopping, and found it slightly odd.

She walked over curiously.

At this moment, she wasn't wearing her usual leather armor, but a dark yellow linen tunic and black shorts—more convenient for movement and better for heat dissipation.

Combined with her naturally short, choppy hair, she looked like a delicate young boy.

Clearly, she had already trained for some time before Luo De arrived; the back of her linen tunic was soaked through.

"Mr. Luo De, is something wrong?"

Luo De didn't look up: "Nothing. Just reviewing some materials."

As he spoke, he suddenly spotted something interesting:

When a constructed Battle Soul bears no resemblance to any living creature in the world and is paired with a special ritual to communicate with spiritual energy from another dimension, there is a certain probability that the Battle Soul will become a Spiritual Energy Battle Soul, gaining powerful supernatural abilities.

Stand-in Emissary??

Interesting.

As he pondered, he unconsciously curved his index finger and brought it to his lips.

Saixier mistakenly thought he was covering his nose and awkwardly stepped back a few paces.

As a tiefling, she naturally carried a sulfurous odor, especially after intense exercise.

Being a girl, she naturally disliked having such a foul smell on her body.

If only she could emit a fragrant scent at all times, like Miss Tally.

【Envy Points +1】

Luo De paused.

He looked up at Saixier, now three meters away.

Seeing her embarrassed expression and the faint sulfurous odor in the air, he connected it with his own thinking gesture.

He immediately guessed the truth.

"Ah."

A girl of this age has a fragile, insecure heart; one misstep could plunge her into despair.

Luo De suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

After all, she was his friend's disciple; acting so carelessly was truly inconsiderate.

The early winter wind was unusually cold, scraping against his face with a slight discomfort.

Not far away, at Henry's Farm, Pan Ni was once again cleansing the plague from the ghoul servants.

The undead corpses soaked in the life-rich 【Spring of Life】 emitted a sizzling, boiling sound.

Plop—

Luo De closed the book.

He walked over to Saixier and smiled: "Any questions?"

"No. I mean, no need, Mr. Luo De. You just focus on your own training."

"No problem. The most important thing about technique is exchange; locking yourself away makes breakthroughs hard."

"But aren't you busy? You've only just started training for less than twenty minutes."

Luo De joked outright: "I'm a natural genius—every spiritual art I learn instantly. Twenty minutes is already slow for me this time."

Saixier didn't believe him, but she laughed anyway.

The young girl still had her warm, open nature; though momentarily troubled by insecurity, her bloom would be even more beautiful.

So she asked Luo De a question about the spiritual art 【Flame Impact】.

It was a skill combining impact and stun, highly effective in their three-person team for drawing aggro and interrupting.

Luo De read through it once.

Then, in under five minutes, he mastered the Sixth-Tier spiritual art.

Saixier stared, dumbfounded.

"Mr. Luo De, are you really learning this spiritual art for the first time?"

Luo De didn't answer the question.

"From this, I now understand your problem."

He asked the tiefling girl to assume a bow stance, then gently placed his palms on her firm, toned thighs.

"Eh?!"

Saixier immediately blushed.

Her lower body stiffened, frozen in place; her upper body twitched nervously.

"Don't move. This is a problem young people often overlook—your spiritual energy only flows to the thighs, not the entire leg."

"Eh? No, Mr. Luo De, I smell…"

Looking at Luo De's face, barely twenty centimeters from her thighs, she couldn't help but try to warn him.

But she was immediately scolded.

"Focus!"

"Yes!"

"Follow the guidance of my palms and let your spiritual energy flow completely."

"Yes!"

Then his palms moved from her waist down to her thighs, then from her thighs to her ankles.

Saixier felt a numbing sensation, yet her spiritual energy unconsciously followed the movement of Luo De's palms.

Finally, after one complete circulation:

Boom—

Flames erupted; under powerful thrust, she successfully cast 【Flame Impact】, a technique she had failed to master for a long time.

"Mr. Luo De! I succeeded!"

"Falshad wasn't wrong—you have excellent talent."

"It's also because Mr. Luo De taught me so well!"

She beamed with open warmth; apart from her slightly reddish tiefling skin, she looked no different from an ordinary girl.

Of course, there were her demon horns and tail.

Luo De couldn't help but smile.

She was a nice girl—too bad her chest was small, and she was his friend's disciple.

"Master—"

At that moment, the ghoul Pan Ni trotted over, wailing.

Luo De patted her head: "What's wrong?"

"I failed again… Wuwu, I can't remove the ghoul plague—will I never be able to run Henry's Farm? Wuwuwu "

She sobbed pitifully.

Perhaps nourished by human essence, Pan Ni had become increasingly human-like.

Her hair was no longer messy; most of her wounds had healed.

Aside from her overly pale skin and still insufficient elasticity, she was indistinguishable.

But that suited Luo De just fine.

He cupped her small face and wiped away what might have been ghoul-tears with his thumb, whispering soothing words.

Pan Ni obediently nuzzled her face against his palm, seeking more affection.

But… there was someone else nearby. Fine.

She didn't stay long, returning to try removing the plague again.

Watching for a while, the tiefling Saixier couldn't help asking:

"Mr. Luo De, I heard ghouls all… smell foul. Is this Miss Pan Ni…?"

"Foul?"

Luo De glanced at the 【Envy Points +4】 text and shook his head with a smile.

"I don't mind—it's her signature scent. I can recognize her just by smelling her. I've always liked girls with distinctive traits."

It sounded like the words of a cad.

Yet beside him, Saixier was excited: "Really?!"

(End of chapter)