Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Gods

This week felt like a tightly wound spring, with every day packed full of activities. But Yun Qinglin didn't find it difficult to get through; instead, she felt a sense of inexplicable peace.

Every morning before dawn, he would meet Xu Jiujiu at Xingyuantan and they would each cultivate.

He walked the path of the cultivation technique Wang Xian'er had given him over and over again by the pool. His soul power was much stronger than it had been a week ago, and the flow of energy in his meridians was much smoother.

On the third day, Xu Jiujiu broke through to level ten. Xu Huai Ren seemed to have prepared a soul beast in advance, and when he saw her again in the afternoon, she had an extra yellow soul ring.

It still uses the Star Attraction Technique from the original work, transforming starlight into countless rays to lock onto the enemy.

She said that her soul skill was obtained from a Star-Attracting Vine that was over 500 years old, and it seems that the Star Crown Sect has cultivated a large number of Star-Attracting Vine.

The morning therapy sessions continued without interruption throughout the day.

The injuries of the soul beasts brought by Wang Xian'er became more and more complicated each day. Sometimes a single soul beast would have multiple wounds. Wang Xian'er required him to accurately control the output of soul power for different injuries, while maintaining the healing speed.

After a week, Yun Qinglin's treatment level has improved significantly compared to a week ago.

I spent almost all of my afternoons in the library.

Yun Qinglin flipped through the Mu family manuscript several times, and the more he flipped through it, the more he felt that Mu Ping was no ordinary person.

She not only recorded the medicinal properties of herbs, but also recorded a lot of her observations in the Starry Sky Forest, such as which environments herbs were most likely to appear in, which herbs were best picked in which season, and which herbs would have different medicinal effects when they grew together.

It also records some very basic body tempering recipes, which are somewhat useless for Soul Masters, but may be very effective for ordinary people.

He copied these prescriptions out separately and put them together with the ones he had previously added, in preparation for Qinglintang's future use.

After sitting opposite him for a long time, he had finished reading "Basic Principles of Soul Guidance Devices" and switched to a thicker book called "Introduction to Core Magic Arrays".

She was still translating slowly, but much better than before; at least she wasn't stuck in the same place for ages anymore.

Occasionally, she would look up and ask him a question in a low voice. If he couldn't answer, she would look for the answer in her book. Once she found it, she would show it to him, and the two of them would huddle together to read a page of the book. After they finished reading, they would each go back to their own books.

After Yun Qinglin agreed to learn about soul tools with Xu Jiujiu, Xu Jiawei sent someone to the library to find them.

When the other person left, they each took a thin booklet.

Gu Qinghong, the strongest level eight Soul Master in the Star Luo Empire. A level eighty-nine Soul Douluo, his Martial Soul is the Spirit Rhinoceros Ruler, a silver-white ruler with fine markings engraved on its surface.

The Spirit Rhinoceros Ruler is closely related to spiritual power. When he holds it in his hand, his perception will be several times more acute than usual. The smoothness of the metal surface, the engraving and splicing of the core magic array, and other subtle differences will be magnified in his eyes.

It was precisely because of this precision that he barely reached the threshold of level eight. It was barely that he barely reached level eight because his level eight certification only passed the core array inscription of the remote soul tool; for everything else, he remained at the level of a level seven soul master.

The three great empires, including Shrek Academy, have yet to have a single true level nine Soul Master, while the Sun Moon Empire has at least three on the surface.

This gap cannot be closed in a day or two, but Gu Qinghong is more than capable of teaching two six-year-old children the basics.

Professor Gu arranged classes for them every evening, starting with the most basic metal forging, with theoretical and practical lessons interspersed.

Yun Qinglin opened the booklet and read it. It mostly contained information on the properties of rare metals and the production of the outer shells for first-level soul tools.

Soul tools also require metal forging, but unlike Douluo Continent III, there is no dedicated system for them. They are simply metals forged into the models they need.

He gets up before dawn every day and goes to bed late at night. With his unwavering mental training every night, Yun Qinglin has found that his mental strength has improved considerably, especially his proficiency in controlling distractions. He can now hold two leaves for five minutes, and Elder Yi suggested that he increase it to three leaves next week.

On the last day of the week, Yun Qinglin returned to his and Dan Chen's small courtyard.

He paused for a moment when he pushed open the courtyard gate.

The yard had been tidied up, and the empty shelves in the corner had been rebuilt, with several bamboo trays on them and some dry grass hanging out to dry. Dan Chen was probably practicing his skills.

The door to the house facing the street was open, and the sound of things being moved could be heard from inside.

He went inside, and Dan Chen was squatting on the ground, nailing the last plank into the shelf in the corner.

"Uncle Dan," Yun Qinglin called out.

Dan Chen straightened up, turned around and smiled at him, then pointed into the room.

"Qinglin, I've prepared everything you asked for. Please check if it's correct."

Yun Qinglin looked around, somewhat dazed. He had only been gone for a week, and the storage room had already changed.

Against the wall is a row of waist-high medicine cabinets made of ten-year-old pine wood, coated with a layer of clear varnish, revealing the clear wood grain.

The counter was lined with small drawers, each labeled with the name of a medicinal herb written in calligraphy: Artemisia argyi, dandelion, astragalus membranaceus, atractylodes macrocephala, saposhnikovia divaricata...

The writing was clear and precise, a testament to Dan Chen's handwriting. The drawer was empty; the herbs hadn't been placed inside yet, but the labels were already affixed.

In front of the medicine cabinet is a long table with a smooth surface. The area where the pulse pillow is placed is specially polished lower so that patients won't get tired when they rest their hands on it.

Next to the table was a row of wooden chairs, and against the wall was a small bed covered with a clean cloth, which was prepared for patients who needed to lie down for examination.

There was a wooden shelf in the corner with several rows of small porcelain jars covered with lids, which were used to hold ointments and powders.

A bamboo blind hung by the window, letting in light that wasn't glaring, making the whole room feel clean and refreshing.

On the innermost table was a flat wooden box. When opened, it contained a row of silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses, neatly inserted into a piece of velvet.

This is a set of level-two soul tools that Yun Qinglin asked Elder Gu to help him find. The needle body is made of mithril and has extremely fine soul power channels on the surface. After soul power is injected, the needle tip will get slightly warm. When it is inserted into the acupoint, the meridians can be nourished with soul power at the same time.

The Soul Master who made this set of silver needles must have been quite skilled. Although it's only level two, it's more than enough for Yun Qinglin.

He closed the wooden box and placed it in the most convenient spot on the table.

"It feels like I've been gone for a long time," Yun Qinglin said, standing in the center of the room.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Uncle Dan..." He felt a little embarrassed. He had only given his general idea, but Dan Chen had prepared far more for him than he had expected. It was clear that she had put a lot of thought into it.

"It's nothing, Qinglin. As long as you think it's okay, Uncle Dan supports whatever you want to do." Dan Chen patted Yun Qinglin's head, feeling that the child had grown taller in the week he hadn't seen him.

It really does take a good teacher. Qinglin is so talented; if I were to teach him myself, I'm afraid I would only hinder his development.

Dan Chen was glad that Yun Qinglin had been taken in as a disciple by Wang Xian'er, and that she herself had also benefited from it.

A gray and white stray cat jumped down from the windowsill, rushed to his feet, rubbed its head against his calf, and made gurgling noises in its throat.

It was the same injured kitten from before; it had grown much stronger and its fur was smoother now. Yun Qinglin squatted down and stroked its head. The kitten squinted its eyes and rubbed against her head even harder.

"Has it always lived here?" Yun Qinglin asked.

Dan Chen nodded: "I come back to feed it every few days, and it just stays in the yard and won't leave. Sometimes it sleeps on top of the medicine cabinet at night, and I can't get it to leave no matter what I do."

Hearing the commotion, some neighbors peeked out to see what was happening.

The woman selling steamed buns saw him from across the street, still holding a piece of dough in her hand. She walked over somewhat awkwardly and said, "Xiaoyun's back? I heard you're opening a pharmacy?"

Yun Qinglin responded and said he would open the door in the afternoon and come back for half a day every week thereafter.

The aunt smiled and nodded, then glanced at the clean and tidy room and said, "Okay, now I won't have to travel far if I have a headache or fever." She turned back to kneading her dough.

An old man walked over, stood at the door and glanced inside. He saw the row of medicine cabinets and the silver needles on the table, then looked at Yun Qinglin, wanting to say something but not speaking.

Yun Qinglin smiled at him, called him "Grandpa Chen," and he responded, his expression relaxing a bit. He nodded and went back.

Yun Qinglin knew what they were thinking; Dan Chen had probably already told the neighbors.

He was born with full soul power and was a one-ring soul master. He was taken in as a disciple by the Immortal Healer Douluo.

These words are too far removed from the lives of an ordinary person in the West District.

Soul Masters are high-ranking beings, nobles, important figures, and people who are different from them.

They revered him, but they also feared him. They feared that he, like the nobles, would look down on commoners, charge exorbitant fees, or simply refuse to treat them.

He didn't explain anything, but simply opened each drawer of the medicine cabinet and put in the herbs he had brought back from the ancestral hall, categorizing them one by one.

The movements were slow but meticulous; each herb was checked before being added to ensure it was not damp or moldy.

Dan Chen helped by correcting a few mistakes on the label and then wiping the table with a cloth.

After tidying up the medicine cabinet, Yun Qinglin took out the copied prescriptions and placed them one by one on the table, securing them with paperweights.

Formulas for reducing fever, stopping bleeding, reducing inflammation, promoting blood circulation, and expelling parasites...

Each one had its dosage and usage instructions written in neat handwriting, and I even drew pictures of the herbs next to them so that others wouldn't have trouble reading them.

The prices are set relatively low, but it is actually profitable. Some herbs are even readily available, and ordinary people can gather them in the wild without having to go to dangerous places where spirit beasts gather.

The offering order given by Xu Jiawei did not restrict him from taking some common herbs. The most he could take were those that were a hundred years old. They were not plant-type soul beasts, nor were they rare and precious herbs; they were just ordinary herbs.

However, this can't go on for too long... Perhaps we can collect some common herbs in the Starry Sky Forest?

The environment of the Star Dou Great Forest is very helpful for his cultivation, and with the token given by Bi Ji, the possibility of encountering danger is extremely low if he uses it to contact her.

Furthermore, we should ask our teacher if Xingluo has any unused wasteland. As long as the soil is fertile, it can be used to grow herbs, hire commoners to grow them, and give them some money as a commission.

This week, while studying soul tools, he clearly felt the enhancement of his thinking ability from the Heavenly Pivot, and he understood things very quickly. Elder Gu was amazed by his talent and said that he would be able to try making first-level soul tools next week.

He will definitely follow the path of a Soul Master in the future. Once his level is raised, he will not have to worry about gold soul coins. Moreover, Qinglin Hall is a great place to attract talent.

There are a large number of commoners who haven't awakened their martial souls... If I were to help them awaken theirs, even if only one out of a hundred becomes a good candidate, they would most likely not refuse my invitation.

Dan Chen had already arranged for people to publicize his plan to open a clinic this week, but it was inevitable that the common people would be skeptical at first.

This is still Xingluo City, the most prosperous city in the Xingluo Empire. Even the common people at the bottom of society still live very poorly, let alone other places.

Since we've decided to help the common people, why not completely overthrow this feudal system?

He now feels that Douluo Continent still has its advantages. When a person's strength reaches a certain level, changing the order is not difficult.

We can't move too fast right now; we have to take it slow.

He hung the "Qinglintang" sign at the entrance of the main hall.

Half an hour passed, but no one came in. Someone passed by the door, glanced inside, and then left.

Some people stood across the street for a while, whispered a few words to each other, and then left.

Yun Qinglin was in no hurry and began to look at the research manuscript on the first-level soul tool that Elder Gu had given him. He felt that he could now begin to inscribe the core magic array.

The Heavenly Pivot gave him immense confidence.

Perhaps we could try it tonight?

Coming to his senses, Yun Qinglin suddenly noticed that the light at the doorway was being blocked by a shadow.

It was a little boy, about the same age as him, wearing faded old clothes with frayed cuffs.

Standing at the doorway, one foot outside the threshold and the other inside, he seemed to want to come in but was too afraid to.

He glanced inside, saw the neat row of medicine cabinets and the wooden box of silver needles on the table, then lowered his head and took a half step back. Then he stopped, didn't move, and peeked forward again.

Yun Qinglin stood up and walked to the door. The little boy was startled, took a step back, and almost tripped over the threshold.

"Hello." Yun Qinglin smiled and looked him in the eye. "Are you here for a medical checkup?"

The little boy clutched the hem of his clothes, remaining silent. He glanced into the room, then looked at Yun Qinglin, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Yun Qinglin was already handsome and refined, and after awakening the Emerald Swan Martial Soul, he gained even more of a noble air.

The little boy felt unworthy to speak to such a person, even though the other person looked about his age and spoke very gently.

Yun Qinglin didn't rush him, but simply said, "My name is Yun Qinglin, and I'm the doctor here. Are you feeling unwell?"

The little boy hesitated for a long time before finally speaking in a very soft voice: "It's not me going to the doctor... it's my mother."