Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

Yu Xiaogang knew Ao Yin's character and conduct perfectly well.

This person is clear about right and wrong, and has an open and honest heart. If someone treats him with respect, he will repay them tenfold. However, if someone deliberately belittles, questions, or makes things difficult for him, he will never swallow his anger.

Seeing Dai Mubai's incredible surge in cultivation level, Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen. He clenched his teeth tightly, still refusing to admit his mistake and stubbornly arguing his way out of it.

"It's just good luck!"

"Dai Mubai possesses an exceptionally good foundation and outstanding talent, which enabled him to break through using the medicinal power. This is purely due to his exceptional personal aptitude! No one else could possibly replicate this effect; it cannot be considered a miraculous effect of the immortal herb at all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a second figure, having completed his transformation, slowly emerged from the lingering mist of immortal energy in the courtyard.

It was Ma Hongjun who had undergone a complete transformation!

At this moment, his entire body was enveloped in raging crimson phoenix flames, and his clothes were completely burned away by the high-temperature flames. His former slovenly and obese appearance was no longer visible.

Behind him, the originally flawed and evil fire-afflicted Phoenix Martial Soul appeared in mid-air, its wings spread wide, its fire power vast and mighty. The purity of the Martial Soul and the quality of the flames had both undergone a qualitative leap.

With each step Ma Hongjun took forward, billowing hot air would rise from his body, and countless black, foul-smelling, viscous impurities would be frantically expelled from his body through his pores.

These dark filths were all the evil fire toxins, physical waste, and blockages in his cultivation that had been entrenched in his body for many years.

As the impurities in his body were completely eliminated, his bloated and obese body rapidly shrank, and his entire physique suddenly tightened, becoming lean, upright, and with clean lines, his temperament underwent a complete transformation.

Feeling the surging, boundless power within him, Ma Hongjun was overjoyed and couldn't help but shout to the sky.

"A transformation! I've truly undergone a complete transformation!"

"I never thought I, a chubby kid, would have a day like this! This power, it's so exhilarating, it's a rebirth I've never experienced before!"

Liu Erlong watched his transformation process quietly from the side and offered her sincere comments.

"This immortal herb possesses extremely powerful medicinal properties. Tempering the physical body and purifying the martial soul must be an incredibly painful process."

"An ordinary person simply couldn't withstand such excruciating pain that cleanses the marrow and meridians, but the fat man gritted his teeth and endured it; his willpower is truly remarkable!"

Having witnessed the incredible transformations of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, Yu Xiaogang was completely numb.

His once-proud martial spirit theory was repeatedly shattered by reality, and his face no longer held any of the confidence and arrogance he once had.

Just then, the swirling mist dissipated once more, and Oscar, who had always appeared the most gentle and ordinary, slowly revealed his form.

Although his transformation was not as domineering as Dai Mubai's or as dramatic as Ma Hongjun's, and his presence was restrained and low-key, the faint purple aura surrounding him was gentle and profound, subtly revealing an extraordinary aura.

Even Yu Xiaogang, with his weak soul power and frail strength, could clearly sense the rapidly increasing and powerful soul power within Oscar's body with just a little concentration, as his foundation, aptitude, and inner strength were all being improved.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's heart was filled with turbulent waves, a mixture of shock and resentment.

"Just what kind of heaven-defying immortal treasure did Ao Yin bring out from Sunset Valley?"

"I've spent half my life studying martial spirit theory and reading countless classic texts across the continent, and I've never seen such a treasure that has zero side effects and forcibly elevates one's aptitude!"

"It was my arrogance, my narrow-mindedness..."

He felt weak all over, his legs went limp, and he collapsed onto the cold ground.

Watching the Shrek Academy members break through their cultivation levels and undergo complete transformations one after another, each scene felt like a slap in the face, and every metamorphosis tormented his heart.

He clearly had the opportunity to enter the game, and he could have been like everyone else, consuming the immortal herbs, breaking through his bottlenecks, and making up for his own shortcomings.

However, due to his own stubbornness, prejudice, jealousy, and pride, he gave up this hard-won opportunity and can only watch helplessly as others soar while he remains stagnant.

"I was initially convinced that Ao Yin was forcing growth and destroying his own foundation..."

In the end, reality slapped me in the face time and time again!

Yu Xiaogang hung his head, filled with regret, shame, and resentment, a mix of emotions swirling within him.

Inside the courtyard, everyone's refining of immortal herbs was gradually coming to an end.

Zhu Zhuqing was surrounded by ethereal spiritual energy, and her figure became increasingly light and agile, like a ghost in the dark night, elusive and unpredictable.

A pair of soft, black cat ears trembled and swayed gently, and a long, black tail swayed behind it. With each sway, the soul power within its body surged, and the speed, resilience, and potential of the Netherworld Cat Martial Soul were fully unleashed.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was a completely different person.

She was curled up on the grass in the courtyard, her posture serene, her chest rising and falling gently with her even breathing, sleeping soundly and peacefully.

As a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, she grew up in the Star Dou Great Forest and saw countless rare flowers and wild herbs, giving her a foundation far beyond that of ordinary people.

Therefore, the immortal herb's enhancement of her tends to strengthen her foundation and nourish her soul. The changes in her appearance are not exaggerated, but rather a subtle and gradual transformation.

Ning Rongrong, under Ao Yin's full guidance and precise assistance, had already perfectly absorbed all the essence and medicinal power of the Qiluo Tulip, without any waste.

The young girl rose slightly, shyly stretching her graceful and perfect waist. Her whole body was gently enveloped in a layer of dazzling seven-colored light, her skin was radiant, and her temperament was otherworldly. She was also surrounded by a faint, warm, and moist aura from the medicinal power she had refined, making her alluring and captivating.

The most breathtaking thing is the seven-jeweled glazed pagoda floating in front of her.

The original seven-story pagoda was completely translucent, as if it were carved from top-grade crystal, shimmering and shining, and the texture of the martial spirit had been completely transformed.

"Peak Soul Master!"

Like her other companions, she still had a lot of medicinal power remaining in her body, and her foundation was completely solidified. As long as she obtained a suitable soul ring, she could immediately break through again and reach a new peak in her realm!

Ning Rongrong looked up at Ao Yin beside her, her eyes filled with admiration and shyness, and spoke sweetly.

"Brother, you're awesome!"

Looking at her charming and beautiful appearance, Ao Yin's gaze became slightly heated, and he couldn't help but tease her in a low voice.

"Rongrong, tell me specifically, what aspects of myself am I good at?"

Ning Rongrong chuckled softly upon hearing this, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

Taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Wu was still fast asleep and undisturbed, she boldly stepped forward, opened her arms and hugged Ao Yin tightly, her face flushed, and she acted sweetly and coquettishly.

"Brother, you're amazing in every way, the best at everything!"

Ao Yin gently stroked her hair, a tender smile playing on his lips, and softly murmured, "Our Rongrong, your words are getting sweeter and sweeter."

A brief moment of tenderness lingered between them, the atmosphere ambiguous and gentle.

Just as Ao Yin was about to continue their tender moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly shuddered, abruptly pushing him away. Her delicate face was instantly filled with extreme shock, her pupils contracted sharply, and she stared intently at her Martial Soul Pagoda floating in mid-air.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, her voice trembling as she blurted out the words.

"Brother! I... I didn't see that wrong, did I!"

"My Seven-Jeweled Glazed Tile Pagoda... how did it become nine stories?!"