Kapitel 144: Method of Improving Strength
After parting ways with Zhongli, Xue Qinghe suddenly realized something was amiss.
"Did Guest Official just brush off my question?" she mumbled absentmindedly, scratching her head.
It was true—Zhongli seemed to have said a lot, but upon reflection, it all felt like meaningless talk.
Thinking about this, Xue Qinghe's eye twitched, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"I guess I'll just have to keep training myself. If Guest Official doesn't want to tell me, there must be a reason."
Zhongli's Residence.
"Zhongli, you kind of dodged Xiao Xue's question, didn't you?" Paimon suddenly said, as if realizing something.
Zhongli didn't hide it and straightforwardly replied, "There are many ways to increase one's strength in the world of Douluo Dalu. Immortal herbs and spirit bones can both provide significant power boosts."
"In terms of spirit bones, she already possesses the inherited spirit bones of the Angel God."
"As for immortal herbs…"
At present, there were no suitable herbs for Qian Renxue. The resources of the Body Sect had already consumed a great deal, far more than what the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well could provide. If every disciple of the sect were to be given access to such herbs, even stripping the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well bare wouldn't be enough.
The herb most suitable for Qian Renxue had already been given to the du Siji, so for now, immortal herbs weren't something to consider.
That being said, with Qian Renxue's talent, she didn't actually need external aids—provided she was diligent in her cultivation.
Of course, if Zhongli really wanted to help her improve, there were still ways.
For instance, he could use the faith energy stored within the Angel God's statue or even his own Geo Elemental power.
The faith energy from the Angel God's statue was currently unclaimed, as the Angel God was deceased. Since Qian Renxue was a descendant of the Angel God, she was well within her rights to draw upon this energy.
As for the faith energy Zhongli himself received, that belonged to his "people." In his view, it should be taken from the people and used for the people.
His Geo Elemental power could also help boost Qian Renxue's strength, but further observation would be needed.
"Oh, I see now!" Paimon nodded in realization. Even she could tell that Zhongli had glossed over Qian Renxue's question—so how could Qian Renxue herself not notice?
"Let's get some rest."
"Okay, sure."
There were indeed many ways to quickly boost one's strength on the continent of Douluo Dalu, as Zhongli had mentioned.
Apart from the more righteous paths, there were also more brutal methods used by Fallen or Evil Soul Masters.
Devouring, absorbing, refining in an instant...
Not enough talent? Then take it from geniuses!
Still not enough? Then make up for it with numbers!
Without the Spirit Hall, Evil Soul Masters would have already overrun Douluo Dalu.
After all, geniuses were the minority on this continent; most people were ordinary "passersby" with mediocre talent.
How many could resist the temptation of rapidly increasing their strength?
It's well-known that Evil Soul Masters, if not countered by specific attributes, were typically the strongest in battles of equal rank.
The only ones who could stand a chance against them were those with Body Spirits—especially after a second awakening.
Even the Holy Spirit Cult, the largest Evil Soul Master sect thousands of years later, viewed the Body Sect as madmen.
It's because the members of the Body Sect had no choice—they were naturally at a slight disadvantage compared to regular soul masters. Without extreme efforts, they'd never rise to prominence.
Though their path was fraught with danger, some did manage to survive.
Only through such trials could Body Spirits find their way to glory.
Thanks to Zhongli's intervention, the second awakening of Body Spirits no longer posed a life-threatening danger, marking a great merit in his name.
Early in the morning, at the gates of Heaven Dou City, seven or eight brawny men, wearing sleeveless vests, walked into the city. The guards at the gate shivered uncontrollably, instinctively glancing at their backs. Each man's vest had a large "德" (De) character embroidered on it. Even through the fabric, their bulging muscles seemed to form the same imposing character.
"Hiss—"
The guards collectively took a sharp breath, feeling their scalps tingle with dread. They prayed that these men weren't here to cause trouble in Heaven Dou City, for if it came to facing them, the guards would be powerless.
"C-captain…"
One of the guards stuttered nervously, "Are we really just going to let them in?"
This question, though shaky, showed the guard's sense of responsibility. The captain rolled his eyes in response.
"Do you even know who they are?" he asked.
"N-no…"
"They're disciples of the Body Sect!"
"Ah?!"
At this revelation, the guard suddenly understood. The Body Sect disciples? No wonder they carried such an overwhelming presence!
As a gatekeeper of Heaven Dou City, this guard was no weakling himself, a Grandmaster Soul Master, yet he felt a cold chill down his spine and his legs trembling just standing in their presence.
The captain didn't bother explaining further, muttering to himself instead, "This is strange. They used to come into the city once a month for supplies. Why have they started coming every ten days or so over the last couple of months?"
Among the guards at the gate, many served as informants for different factions, and the reason for these frequent visits was becoming clear.
"The supplies they're buying haven't decreased—if anything, they're buying more every time..."
If they had been buying fewer supplies, it could be explained as a reduction in the number of disciples, but the fact that their purchases remained constant or even increased while their visits grew more frequent was alarming.
There were only two plausible explanations: either the number of disciples in the Body Sect had doubled, reaching six or seven thousand, or their overall strength had surged dramatically, leading to greater resource consumption.
Either possibility was terrifying to contemplate.
"This has to be reported to the sect leader as soon as possible."
Meanwhile, inside the city, the Body Sect disciples exchanged glances and split up, each heading off in different directions.
They had come with a mission—to stock up on supplies. Since only seven or eight of them had entered the city, they couldn't physically carry enough for their three thousand members, which was why they had brought numerous storage soul tools.
As for payment, they didn't carry money with them; every month, near the end, a Body Sect elder would personally settle the accounts.
The merchants had long since learned that the Body Sect was scrupulously honest, always keeping their word.
After about an hour, the group reconvened, but their leader frowned.
"Where's Old Wu?"
According to their plan, Old Wu's location wasn't far away—he should have returned by now. Why was he still missing?
The disciples exchanged confused glances. None of them knew what had happened, and since Old Wu had gone to an area where there were no other teammates, they couldn't get any immediate answers.
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