Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Chapter 68 Ning Rongrong's Changes, Bibi Dong's Anger

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The morning mist had not completely dissipated, and a slight chill remained in the courtyard.

The bluestone ground was polished to a pale blue sheen, and occasionally an early bird would land on the vermilion eaves, chirp softly, and then flutter its wings and fly away to the distant forest.

Lin Yao sat cross-legged, his soul power flowing like a gentle spring, no longer as turbulent and restless as it had been a few days ago.

After several days of reflection and a night of repeated practice and refinement, he finally managed to straighten out the power that had surged within him due to the transformation.

At this moment, with every movement of his hands and feet, his soul power was as precise as if it were his own arm and fingers, and he could even clearly sense the trajectory of each strand of soul power flowing through his meridians.

He slowly closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his body, his fingertips trembling slightly unconsciously.

In that instant, he clearly realized that his physical attributes, soul power, and even his mental strength, which far surpassed that of others of the same level, were all stuck at a delicate critical point.

It seems that with just a little more push, it will break through the shackles and usher in a new transformation.

Lin Yao smiled faintly. He had previously worried that, given the speed at which his strength was improving, it would be difficult to achieve his goals if he wanted to simultaneously cultivate a profound foundation, refine his soul power and mental strength, and hone his physical body.

In retrospect, it has far exceeded expectations.

According to the original plan, since he did not have a million-year-old soul beast like the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm to assist him, he intended to wait until he broke through to the Soul Saint level before condensing his soul core.

It is important to know that the condensation of a soul core has always been difficult. During the first era of the Douluo Conquest, even titled Douluo-level experts could hardly achieve it. Only those who reached the level of a peerless Douluo at level 99 could condense one.

Even at the Douluo level 2, only those at the Title Douluo level have the possibility of condensing it.

If things had proceeded according to the original plan, he would have been far ahead of his contemporaries in the Soul Saint realm.

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, perhaps only Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of the planes during the second era, could match his original planned level in terms of foundation, given that his spine had not yet been broken and he had received the support of many powerful resources.

But at this moment, sensing the restless power within his body, a sharp glint flashed in Lin Yao's eyes.

Perhaps, he doesn't need to wait until he becomes a Soul Saint; he can try to condense a Soul Core once he breaks through to the fifth Soul King level and absorbs his fifth Soul Ring.

If he succeeds, his aptitude, potential, and even combat strength at the same level will surpass all geniuses of the same realm from 30,000 years before and 30,000 years after, making him a unique existence in the history of Douluo Continent.

Moreover, for ordinary Soul Masters, the Soul King is an important step in their transformation, after which they can absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

For Lin Yao, this hurdle was of even greater significance.

The fifth spirit ring is the final link in his five-element cycle, requiring him to absorb a top-tier water-attribute spirit ring.

At that time, not only will his strength in all aspects take a leap forward, but his attributes in the five elements will also be greatly improved.

If the five elemental soul rings can be perfectly fused as planned, it might even be possible to forge an extremely powerful five-elemental ultimate technique.

More importantly, the gentleness of the water attribute can perfectly compensate for the shortcomings of his extreme ice, which is too fierce and lacks resilience, making his combat power more complete.

"perhaps----"

Lin Yao opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the window frame of the bedchamber, as if he could see the Star Sword sitting still inside through the wooden window.

"With the aid of this water attribute, the Star Sword also has a chance to touch the very surface of that terrifying swordsmanship realm of 'One Sword Creates All Things.'"

As his thoughts settled, Lin Yao slowly withdrew his soul power, opened his eyes, and saw Ning Rongrong curled up asleep on the soft couch beside him.

Her fair cheeks were flushed with a faint pink blush, her long eyelashes drooped like butterfly wings, and a quiet smile played at the corners of her mouth, making her look exceptionally adorable.

Lin Yao softened his movements, slowly stood up, afraid of disturbing her, and then bent down to gently pick up Ning Rongrong.

The girl's body was very light; holding her in my arms felt like holding a soft ball of cotton.

Lin Yao carefully placed her on the carved bed beside him, then reached out and pulled the brocade quilt over her shoulders, gently smoothing her messy hair with his fingertips.

Seeing that her face remained unchanged, and she was only smacking her lips without waking up, he turned around and left the bedchamber, heading towards the Seven Treasures Hall.

The Seven Treasures Hall was less bustling than usual at this time, and the dragon patterns on the vermilion pillars gleamed solemnly in the morning light.

The incense burner inside the hall still had half a burner of sandalwood incense burning, and wisps of smoke rose up, filling the air with a pleasant aroma.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong had already taken Lin Yao's parents to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts.

Only Chen Xin remained in the hall, sitting cross-legged on a futon in the center, his eyes slightly closed, his body surrounded by a faint sword-shaped soul power.

Clearly, this is a review of the surge in strength gained after breaking through to level 98.

"Master!"

Lin Yao walked slowly to Chen Xin, bowed respectfully, and spoke softly, yet his voice clearly reached Chen Xin's ears.

Chen Xin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Lin Yao. Then, the sword intent in his eyes gradually softened, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips: "Little Yao, you've come. It seems you've systematically sorted out your previously surging power. Compared to your previous agitation, your aura is much calmer now. You've done a great job."

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling a mix of emotions.

This time, he was fortunate enough to break through to level 98, reaching the realm of "the number one person below the peerless Douluo" earlier than his father in the same age group, which is already an incredible opportunity.

In reality, compared to young people, he is old, and his vitality and potential have reached their limit.

Even if I can make further progress in the future, I'm afraid I'll still find it difficult to reach the level that my father longed for back then.

But looking at his own disciple, his future is so promising that it's impossible to see its limits.

With Lin Yao's potential, it won't be long before he surpasses and ruthlessly suppresses those three peerless Douluo from the previous era who touched the threshold of the mysterious realm.

He might even one day reach the level of the Angel God of the Spirit Hall thousands of years ago, or the Sea God who was banished from the continent by the Angel God but broke through his limits in the ocean.

Become a god at level 100.

Previously, Chen Xin thought that "becoming a god at level 100" was just a false rumor circulating on the mainland, and that the Peerless Douluo was already the limit.

But ever since he took Lin Yao, this unparalleled genius, as his disciple, he suddenly felt that the seemingly unattainable realm might not be so difficult to reach after all.

Hearing his master's praise, Lin Yao simply smiled faintly and said humbly, "I've only made some progress, and I'm still far from my goal."

"Oh, right, Xiao Yao, there's something else I need to tell you."

Chen Xin changed the subject, a smile playing on his lips.

"Your father and mother have successfully broken through to the Soul King realm after consuming the immortal herbs you prepared. Feng Zhi and Old Bones have already taken them to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain Soul Rings."

"That's great!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yao's face instantly broke into a genuine smile, his eyes filled with joy.

He had previously selected suitable herbs for his parents, hoping they could keep up with his pace.

Now that the miraculous herb has taken effect, a great weight has been lifted from his heart.

"you do not say."

Chen Xin nodded repeatedly, her gaze towards Lin Yao growing increasingly satisfied.

"The two immortal herbs you chose are perfectly suited to your parents' martial souls and physiques. They not only greatly increased their soul power but also activated their hidden potential. If they are willing to cultivate diligently in the future, they may have the possibility of climbing to a higher realm."

All of this made him very gratified. Even though Lin Yao's strength had increased dramatically, he had never neglected his family. This kind of character was even more precious than his talent.

Lin Yao's smile deepened, but then, remembering his purpose for coming, his expression turned slightly serious: "Master, I have another request for you. I wish to learn the sect's secret technique, distraction control."

"Distraction control?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin was slightly taken aback, then frowned, his tone filled with doubt.

"Why are you learning this? This secret technique was originally designed for support-type and control-type Soul Masters to coordinate the effects of multiple Soul Skills."

It doesn't align with your sword spirit and star body spirit, so it's probably not very useful to you.

Influenced by the traditional concepts of Douluo Continent, Chen Xin always believed that the greatest value of distraction control lay in its auxiliary and control functions. He never thought that this secret technique could have other uses, so he naturally could not understand Lin Yao's thoughts.

Lin Yao had anticipated his master's question, so he patiently explained, "Master, it's like this. When the power within my body underwent a transformation, my spiritual power also surged, and now it far surpasses that of others of the same level."

I want to learn distraction control to further explore the potential of my mental power, which might lay a more solid foundation for condensing my soul core later.

When Chen Xin first heard about the "surge in mental power," he just casually responded.

But when Lin Yao deliberately released a trace of his spiritual essence for Chen Xin to perceive, Chen Xin's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief as he looked at Lin Yao.

This—this is the kind of spiritual power a Soul Master could possess?!

That spiritual power was not only condensed and profound, but also carried a sense of oppression, far exceeding the realm of ordinary Soul Saints or even Soul Douluos, and had already touched the threshold of Title Douluo.

Most importantly, Lin Yao is not a mental-type Soul Master, but a powerful offensive-type Soul Master with a top-tier sword spirit and a powerful physical spirit. How could he have such terrifying mental power?

Chen Xin's mind was in turmoil. At this rate, by the time Lin Yao broke through to the Soul Saint realm, his spiritual power would probably surpass his own at 98%.

Even more terrifying than a Title Douluo.

If it were about swordsmanship, Chen Xin could still offer his disciples some pointers.

However, he had never had such experience in terms of mental strength, and giving advice rashly might actually hinder Lin Yao's growth.

Suppressing his shock, Chen Xin spoke slowly, his tone becoming more solemn: "Since you have your own ideas and unique insights into the use of spiritual power, I will not give you advice in this regard, lest I mislead you."

As he spoke, he reached into his storage soul tool and took out a yellowed silk scroll, handing it to Lin Yao: "This is the training method for distraction control. It also contains some cultivation experience and insights. You can take it."

You are now a pillar of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, my disciple, and also the brother that Rongrong acknowledges.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is your home. You can ask for the knowledge and resources of the school whenever you need them.

"If it weren't for the fact that the sect's existing soul bones are all of very short age, the oldest being less than 70,000 years, using them on you would be a waste of your potential. Otherwise, your master would have already collected a complete set of soul bones for you."

Lin Yao accepted the silk book with both hands. His fingertips touched the rough texture of the silk, and his heart was filled with warmth. He bowed to Chen Xin and said, "Thank you, Master. However, I have my own plans regarding the soul bone, so I won't trouble the sect to worry about it."

"Once I am strong enough, I will seek out a soul bone that suits me and live up to my master's expectations."

"Good! What an ambitious young man!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin burst into laughter, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Go, cultivate diligently, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Lin Yao exchanged a few more pleasantries with Chen Xin, then took the silk scroll and left the Seven Treasures Hall, preparing to return to his sleeping quarters to familiarize himself with the basic methods of distraction control.

Based on his understanding of his mental strength and learning ability, he should be able to master the first level of distraction control, "Three Apertures Control of the Mind," before long.

Then we can verify whether this secret technique can further enhance our spiritual power and prepare for the subsequent condensation of the soul core.

When they returned to the palace, Ning Rongrong had just woken up and was rubbing her sleepy eyes.

After a while, he sat up from the bed, his eyes scanning the hall with a somewhat blank look, clearly searching for something.

When she saw Lin Yao push the door open and come in, her eyes lit up instantly, her drowsy state vanished, and she quickly threw off the covers, got out of bed, and ran barefoot towards Lin Yao.

"Brother Lin Yao!"

Ning Rongrong grabbed Lin Yao's arm, pressed her cheek against his sleeve, pouted slightly, deliberately suppressed her smile, and spoke with a hint of aggrieved reproach.

"I thought you secretly went back to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy without taking me with you. I woke up just now and didn't see you. I was thinking of going to look for you."

Lin Yao looked down at her bare little feet, quickly bent down to pick her up, walked to the bedside and made her sit down. He then took some soft shoes from the side and put them on her. He gently stroked her little nose with his fingertips and laughed, "You little rascal, why are you getting more and more clingy to me? Don't worry, I promised you before that I would take you to cultivate and play together when you have a holiday. Why would I go back on my word? I certainly wouldn't leave without saying goodbye. Don't overthink it."

As he spoke, he shook the silk scroll in his hand: "I just went to see my master and not only got the cultivation method for controlling distraction, but I also heard that my parents have broken through to the Soul King level and are going to obtain Soul Rings."

I came back now intending to wake you up to have breakfast together, then take you out for a walk, and after we've had our fun, we could come back and practice our distraction control.

"Going out to play? Sure, sure!"

When Ning Rongrong heard the words "go out to play," her eyes lit up like stars. But then she thought about it again, tugged at Lin Yao's sleeve, and her tone became obedient.

"But not distraction control? Brother Lin Yao, do you want to learn this? I can teach you. I've already mastered the Three Apertures Control of the Heart."

"Why don't we practice first? Once you've mastered the first level, we can go out and have some fun. Having things on your mind makes it hard to enjoy yourself."

Lin Yao looked at Ning Rongrong's well-behaved and sensible appearance and felt gratified.

Compared to the spoiled and willful princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the original work, Ning Rongrong in front of us has not only tempered her temper but also knows how to be considerate of others.

This change was mostly due to his own indirect influence.

Thinking of this, he patted Ning Rongrong's head gently and said in a tender tone, "Okay, then I'll leave things to Teacher Rongrong from now on."

Upon hearing the words "Teacher Rongrong," Ning Rongrong's face instantly lit up with a smug smile. She nodded vigorously, pulled Lin Yao towards the desk in the hall, and insisted on immediately explaining to him the basics of distraction control.

Lin Yao listened patiently to her wishes, occasionally asking questions, and the bedchamber was filled with laughter.

While Lin Yao was cultivating and controlling his distractions at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was also teaching and accompanying Ning Rongrong as she grew up, acting as her elder brother.

Ten thousand miles away, in the Spirit City, which occupies half of the Douluo Continent and can rival the entire Douluo Star by its own strength, an undercurrent is stirring.

At the heart of Wuhun City stands the majestic Papal Palace.

The plaza outside the hall is paved with pure white marble, each piece of which has been carefully polished and perfectly joined together.

Under the midday sun, it gleamed with a cold luster.

On both sides of the square, dozens of Spirit Hall guards dressed in black armor stood in neat rows.

The armor, adorned with the golden papal emblem, stood guard over the entrance to the Papal Palace.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was both luxurious and solemn.

The towering dome is painted with murals of angels spreading their wings, and the gilded patterns gleam faintly in the dim light.

In the center of the hall, a long white jade staircase leads to the papal throne at the top.

The throne is made of obsidian and inlaid with dozens of colorful gemstones.

The armrests of the seat are carved with lifelike purple pythons, exuding a regal aura.

At this moment, a woman is sitting on the papal throne.

She wore a magnificent purple robe, the hem of which trailed on the ground, embroidered with intricate papal crests in gold thread, seemingly shimmering with purple light.

Her long, ink-black hair was pulled up high and adorned with a purple-gold crown, inlaid with a purple gem the size of a pigeon's egg, which swayed gently with her movements.

Her face was so beautiful it was almost otherworldly, her skin was as white as snow, and even without makeup, her breathtaking beauty was undeniable.

Those long, narrow phoenix eyes were as cold as jade.

The corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, which not only hides a domineering aura that looks down on all living beings, but also contains a deep and unfathomable depth that makes people dare not look directly at him.

This person is none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall.

But at this moment, this usually calm and aloof pope could not hide her anger.

Her right hand rested lightly on the obsidian armrest of the papal throne, her knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure.

Her previously stable soul power became restless, and a faint purple mist swirled around her, causing the temperature inside the hall to drop sharply.

Below the palace steps, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei were kneeling on one knee, looking extremely disheveled.

Yue Guan's pink robe was torn in several places, revealing bleeding wounds inside. Her face was as pale as paper, and even the corner of her mouth still had a trace of blood.

Ghost was in an even more miserable state. His black cloak was almost torn to shreds, and his soul power was so weak that it was nearly collapsing. He even had difficulty maintaining his form, clearly due to excessive consumption and serious injuries.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over the two like a sharp sword, her tone icy cold and devoid of any warmth: "Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner. Everyone knows that you two are my right-hand men, and you possess the strongest martial soul fusion skill, the Polar Stillness Domain."

Now you've been beaten to this state. Not only did they have the strength to injure you, but they also dared to disregard the Spirit Hall's feelings. This is clearly an attempt to slap me in the face!

She paused, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her phoenix eyes: "Tell me, what exactly happened? Didn't you say before that you were going to keep an appointment to fight Dugu Bo?"

How could the weakest Title Douluo, known as the "shame of Title Douluos," possibly beat you all like this?

Could it be that old man set a trap, joining forces with the three upper sects to deal with you?

In Bibi Dong's eyes, Dugu Bo was nothing more than a weakling who barely managed to become a Title Douluo by relying on his poisonous martial soul.

With Yue Guan and Gui Mei's strength, they could easily solve the problem if they got serious.

But now the two have returned in a sorry state, and she can't think of any other possibility besides setting a trap.

Previously, she had also considered the rules established when the Douluo Hall and the Hall of Worship were founded. Unless a Title Douluo had committed a heinous crime of betraying humanity, the greatest respect should be given to such pillars of humanity, and she was unwilling to easily take action against Dugu Bo.

However, if Dugu Bo really dares to unite the three upper sects against the Spirit Hall, then she will no longer hold back and will kill him with lightning speed.

It's good to make an example of them and deter those with malicious intentions.

Sensing the sharp killing intent and terrifying soul power fluctuations emanating from Bibi Dong, Yue Guan and Gui Mei dared not raise their heads, keeping them tightly lowered and not daring to even breathe.

Only after Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger, and the purple mist around her gradually dissipated, did the two dare to slowly raise their heads.

Yue Guan spoke first, his voice weak, but he dared not hide anything: "Your Holiness, no other forces intervened in this battle, nor is it that our strength is inferior to Dugu Bo's."

"It's because Dugu Bo possesses a powerful weapon called 'Snowy Swan Kiss,' and it was precisely because of that that we were defeated."

"A snow-white swan's kiss?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her phoenix eyes.