Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Gods

The next day, Yun Qinglin told Wang Xian'er about his plans.

"Teacher, there's something I'd like to ask you."

Wang Xian'er sat down on the rock and gestured for him to speak.

"I want to grow some medicinal herbs. The herbs provided by the Gongfeng Hall alone are not enough for Qinglin Hall, and the required quantity will be even greater if the prescription is spread in the future." He paused, "I need a piece of land."

Wang Xian'er thought for a moment and said, "All those who offer sacrifices have fiefdoms. My fiefdom is in the Sano Province north of Xingluo City, not far from here. The land is always arranged by the city lord himself, and I don't usually interfere. How much land do you need?"

Yun Qinglin was stunned. He hadn't expected Wang Xian'er's fiefdom to be there, and he certainly hadn't expected her to agree without even asking.

He originally thought he would have to rent it himself, or ask Xu Jiujiu for help inquiring about any unused land in the royal family.

"We don't need a large enough planter, just enough to grow herbs. Let's try it out first, and expand it later if needed."

Wang Xian'er nodded: "That piece of land is quite large, you can designate a section to farm. I'll talk to the city lord later and have him arrange it for you."

She thought for a moment, then added, "There are a few plant-type Soul Emperors on the fiefdom who usually help me look after the herb garden. Let them handle your herb planting; it won't be difficult for them."

Yun Qinglin opened his mouth, as if to say something.

Wang Xian'er waved her hand, stopping him from speaking: "You are my disciple, this is nothing. I have read your prescription, and the revisions are quite good. Those herbs, once grown, will not only be used by Qinglin Hall, but also by Gongfeng Hall."

"If you pass on the recipe, and you can't use all the herbs you grow yourself, you can sell them to the temple. It won't be a waste of your time."

Yun Qinglin responded. He knew Wang Xian'er was saying that on purpose, to tell him not to be so polite. Teachers were always like that, making helping seem like a mutual benefit and taking care of others seem like it was their duty.

"Go ahead. Make a list of what you want to plant. I'll have someone take it over and let those Soul Emperors plant it accordingly. They're better at planting herbs than you are, but you need to make it clear what to plant and when you want it."

Yun Qinglin handed over the list he had written beforehand: "Teacher, these are some herbs I plan to plant first: Bloodwort Vine, Red Ginseng, Angelica Sinensis, Licorice Root, Honeysuckle, Forsythia, and Isatis Root."

Blood-activating vine prefers shade, so plant it near a river where there is shade from trees. Red ginseng and angelica prefer sunshine, so plant them on sunny sides. Honeysuckle and forsythia need trellises and should be planted at the edge of the field. Isatis root is not picky about soil and can be planted anywhere.

Wang Xian'er took it, glanced at it, and nodded: "Okay, I'll have City Lord Liu make the arrangements."

The Star Luo Empire often grants fiefdoms to members of the royal family or families of Soul Masters with outstanding achievements, such as the White Tiger Duke Dai family and the Zhu family.

However, the fiefdoms were not entirely autonomous. The empire would send officials to manage the actual administration, and the lords usually only enjoyed the right to tax revenue or resource income.

Wang Xian'er's fiefdom was the same, managed by a city lord, but she wanted a few plots of land to grow herbs, a small matter that the city lord would not refuse to grant.

"There's one more thing," Yun Qinglin said. "Teacher, I helped a commoner child awaken his martial spirit a couple of days ago."

"Innate level seven soul power, mutated martial soul. The wooden sword mutated into a high-quality metal sword." He paused, "I arranged for him to help out at Qinglin Hall."

Wang Xian'er asked in surprise, "Seventh-level innate talent, a mutated martial soul. This talent is outstanding even at the Star Luo Royal Academy. How did someone from a commoner family come to have such a person?"

"His mother was sick and came to Qinglintang for treatment. When I went for a follow-up visit, I helped him awaken his consciousness."

Wang Xian'er looked at him for a while before speaking: "He's lucky to have met you."

Yun Qinglin did not respond.

"But you're also very lucky," Wang Xian'er said. "A seventh-level innate soul power, a mutated martial soul, and of very high quality. With a little effort, this kind of talent could very well become a Soul Douluo, and there's even a chance of him being promoted to Title Douluo. You casually helped a commoner and picked up a potential future Title Douluo. Not everyone has this kind of luck."

Yun Qinglin was taken aback; he hadn't thought that far ahead.

"A healing-type Soul Master can never be without companions." Wang Xian'er's voice was very calm, as if she were talking about something very ordinary. "Your Emerald Swan Martial Soul is very strong, and your second Martial Soul is not bad either, but so far, they are both auxiliary."

Your mental detection can help you see the patterns of the magic array, and your deduction can help you find the optimal path, but these things cannot directly protect you. You need someone to stand in front of you. Since that stone is so grateful to you, you can try to recruit him into your team.

Yun Qinglin was silent for a moment. "Teacher, won't you take a look at him for me?"

"I won't look," Wang Xian'er said. "You manage your own team. If I interfere too much, they won't be your team anymore. Only the people you choose yourself are the most trustworthy. The people I choose for you are my team, not yours."

You have to see for yourself, try it out, and judge for yourself. Whether this person is usable, worth using, and where to use them.

She softened her tone, "Also, we must find out the other party's identity. Healing-type Soul Masters are very fragile and need the protection of other Soul Masters."

Even if you have a second spirit, its abilities so far are only supportive; you can't do without the help of other spirit masters.

Yun Qinglin nodded and kept those words in mind.

"Have you taken care of his admission to the academy?"

"Not yet, I plan to do it in a while."

Wang Xian'er nodded: "That's right. It would be better to join a Soul Master Academy after obtaining your first Soul Ring. With innate seventh-level Soul Power, Star Luo Royal Academy won't refuse such an outstanding student. Don't worry about that, but tuition is a problem. Ordinary families can't afford that money."

"Work-study positions," Yun Qinglin said. "The college has work-study positions, and tuition fees can be reduced or waived. Students do odd jobs at the college to offset tuition fees."

"You've thought of everything for him. There are indeed some work-study spots available, but not many. You'll have to apply. With Shi Tou's talent, the academy won't refuse."

Yun Qinglin responded.

"You can arrange his cultivation method yourself," Wang Xian'er said. "Choose a suitable method from the ones I gave you. His martial spirit is a blade, so either a power attack or agility attack style is fine."

The curriculum at the Junior Soul Master Academy wasn't intensive; only half a day was dedicated to theoretical classes, with most of the time spent teaching the circulation and cultivation of soul power. He attended classes at the academy during the day, returned home to cultivate in the evenings, and helped out at Qinglin Hall when he had free time. He had enough time.

"Teacher, those techniques you gave me..." he began.

"You can arrange it yourself," Wang Xian'er said. "What's given to you is yours. You don't need to ask me who you want to teach or how you want to teach them."

"Qinglin, remember this. You are my disciple, but you are not my vassal. You have your own path to walk. I can teach you healing, cultivation, and some principles of this world."

But your team, your Qinglin Hall, and the things you'll do in the future—those are your own responsibilities. Your teacher can help you, but won't make decisions for you.

Yun Qinglin stood there, looking at her.

"Thank you, teacher, I understand," he said.