Douluo Continent: The Medicine Master Lives Inside My Body

……

Not long after...

The members of the Broken Clan really did bring him a hot meal.

"Third uncle?"

The person who delivered the food was actually an elder in the family.

How presumptuous of me!

Before he could even feel happy, he had already felt the family's 'meticulous' care.

Third Uncle plopped down opposite Yang Fan, clearly having no intention of leaving.

He got it!

Grandpa was worried that he would leave the family again without a trace, and the reason he sent his third uncle, the strongest among the middle-aged generation, was because he was worried that no one else could deal with him.

"Eat it!"

“Our family’s life has gradually improved over the past three years, and our meals are now completely different from what they used to be. This is all thanks to the blood-clotting powder prescription that you left behind back then.”

When Uncle San mentioned 'blood-clotting powder', a hint of sadness suddenly appeared in his expression.

And this... was precisely what Yang Fan successfully captured!

"Third Uncle, has something happened to our family?"

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong when his grandfather left, and now it was even more obvious on his third uncle's face.

he knows!

Something must have happened in the family, otherwise everyone wouldn't look like that.

"Nothing's wrong."

"Let's eat quickly!"

Uncle San tried to cover it up, but a rough man only exposed a bigger flaw.

"Just tell me."

Even if you don't tell me, I can find out the truth from other people.

Uncle San frowned: "There's no harm in telling you."

This matter was common knowledge within the family, but the reason they didn't want to talk about it was simply because Yang Fan had just returned.

However, Yang Fan kept pressing him for answers!

"The story begins five days ago..."

Third Uncle told Yang Fan about what the Elephant Armor Sect had done to them, and then slammed his hand on the table.

"Elephant Armor Sect?"

Yang Fan immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

With the All-Continent Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament approaching, the demand for Blood Clotting Powder will naturally increase.

If they cannot overcome this 'accident,' they will not only lose the newly established sales channel of Xingluo Noble, but also miss a once-in-five-years opportunity to make money.

you can say it this way……

The Elephant Armor Sect's attack struck right at the heart of the Breaking Clan.

"okay!"

"You don't need to overthink it. This is a matter for us adults. All you need to do is focus on your cultivation."

Although his third uncle said that, Yang Fan did not think so.

He already had a plan in mind!

Chapter 80 Yang Fan's True Strength

Yang Fan repeatedly assured his uncle that he would never run away, which finally earned him some time alone.

The evening in Yunluo City gave Yang Fan an indescribable sense of warmth.

Especially when you see the large wooden barrel that still exists in his room.

That is the best proof that he possesses innate full soul power!

"Master!"

"Do you have a way to solve the problem of the Po clan having a spirit ring after reaching the Soul Saint level?"

Yang Fan was asking not only on behalf of his grandfather, but also for his own sake.

At his current cultivation speed, as long as he doesn't get killed, he will definitely become a Soul Saint someday in the future.

At that time, he will also have to face the 'curse' of the Broken Clan.

"Not yet!"

The old doctor had thought about how to solve the problem of Yang Fan's innate soul ring when he arrived at the Soul Saint Conference more than once, but he had no clue how to solve it.

He had to admit that this was the biggest problem he had encountered since arriving in Douluo Continent.

"Even you, Master, can't do anything about it?"

Yang Fan looked slightly disappointed.

"Silly boy, don't be discouraged."

"Master said there's no way to solve it now, but that doesn't mean there will never be a way."

The old master has studied the characteristics of spirit rings!

After a Soul Master absorbs the Soul Ring generated after a Soul Beast dies, he will also generate a Soul Ring himself.

This is the sign of successful absorption, and also proof of a Soul Master's advancement.

It's like how a fighter condenses a vortex of energy, and a fighting king transforms his fighting energy into wings.

These are all forms of outward expression of strength.

However, when the Soul Breaker Spear Soul Master reaches the Soul Saint level, he inexplicably gains an extra Soul Ring.

This is too bizarre!

"If we could get your grandfather to release his martial spirit, maybe we could find a solution."

"It's medicine master," the old man suddenly said.

He did indeed witness Yang Wudi unleashing his martial spirit and fighting against the Spirit Hall members when he first arrived in Douluo Continent.

However, he had just been betrayed by his apprentice and had no time to care about other people's business.

Looking back now... I've long forgotten what happened back then.

"Let my grandfather release his martial spirit?"

Yang Fan understood what Yao Lao meant; he just wanted to see the extra soul ring on his grandfather's body.

He needs to think this over carefully; he can't let his grandfather get suspicious for now.

"division……"

Just as Yang Fan was about to speak, he was stopped by Yao Lao's eyes and then turned into a wisp of gas and disappeared from the room.

As if it had never appeared!

Master and apprentice for many years!

Yang Fan certainly understood what Yao Lao was trying to say: There's someone outside the door!

He already knew exactly who it was...

Yang Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, already summoning the Soul-Breaking Spear into his palm.

The absorption of the 50,000-year spirit ring not only allowed him to obtain his fourth spirit ring, but also pushed his level to level 44.

Just as I was about to begin my cultivation, a soft knock came from outside the door.

"Xiao Fan, are you asleep?"

Yang Wudi is not stupid!

He certainly wouldn't believe his grandson's account of his three years of experiences during the day; at least half of it was enough for him to expose it to his face.

The reason he didn't do that was that he hoped to find out the truth through secret observation.

Firstly, I don't want Yang Fan to go astray, and secondly, I don't want Yang Fan to be harmed by bad people.

However, after observing from the outside for a while, no clues were found.

This isn't a bad thing for him!

Yang Fan returned at the young age of nine and became a Soul Master with an abnormally high Soul Ring ratio. No trace of evil cultivation was found on him...

All of this indicates that things are moving in a positive direction!

The door slowly opened...

Yang Wudi couldn't hide the smile on his face when he saw his grandson.

Yang Wudi entered the room and placed a rectangular wooden box on the table.

The wooden box isn't very big!

It was about the length of Yang Fan's forearm, entirely blood red, with some irregular and strange patterns on it.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

Such a beautiful wooden box already indicates that what's inside is definitely not simple.

"Open it."

Yang Fan couldn't wait to receive the gift his grandfather had carefully prepared.

The moment the wooden box was opened, Yang Fan felt a strong, explosive smell.

Then he saw a bright red plant lying quietly in the wooden box.