“After this, your and Dugu Yan's poisons will be mostly cleared.”
A month later, in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy dormitory, Jiang Mian sat cross-legged on the bed and said to the Poison Douluo, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, “You can clear the remaining poison yourself.”
“Thank you.” Dugu Bo clasped his hands and said solemnly, “No words can express my gratitude. If you ever need my help, just say the word.”
“No problem.” Jiang Mian chuckled, took out the Elder token from his pocket, and said, “Poison Douluo, go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well now. With this token, command the Spirit Hall Spirit Masters to return the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to you.”
“Alright, then I will select the best Immortal Herbs and personally deliver them to Spirit Hall.” Dugu Bo was also straightforward, not lingering, and turned to leave the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Jiang Mian walked out of the room and immediately spotted Xie Yue and Ye Lingling strolling around the academy. Their relationship had been warming up recently, and because Ye Lingling needed to treat Xie Yue's injuries, they had a lot of time alone together.
Two young people of similar age, a talented man and a beautiful woman, staying together, it was inevitable that they would be attracted to each other, like dry wood and a fierce fire.
“Interesting.” Jiang Mian smiled and looked at the other side, where Yan was walking alone with his head down, his back looking so lonely and desolate.
“What a buzzkill.” Jiang Mian laughed heartily as Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing, holding hands, walked up to him at some point.
“My two little darlings, what are you doing?” Jiang Mian stroked their cheeks and said with a smile, “We've stayed here long enough; it's time to return to Spirit Hall.”
“Teacher must be getting impatient too.” Hu Liena smiled shyly and said, “Jiang Mian, your level has improved so much this past month, hasn't it?”
“I'm already level fifty-eight,” Jiang Mian said, looking at his hands, “In another two months, I'll be able to reach Spirit Emperor.”
“Truly amazing.” Zhu Zhuqing said, “With Jiang Mian's talent, he can probably break the record for the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent.”
“It shouldn't be a problem,” Jiang Mian nodded. He had recently neglected to improve his spirit power, which led to such slow progress. He actually wanted to become a God quickly so he could bring Zhu Zhuqing and the others to the God Realm with him.
Bibi Dong also wouldn't have to be fixated on the Rakshasa God, as that God Position was a bit too evil.
Speaking of which, the God Realm even has a rule that says one cannot interfere with the Human World after becoming a God?
What kind of bullshit rule is this? I've become a God, and I can't even elevate my close ones? Am I really supposed to be like that ingrate Tang San?
If Jiang Mian becomes a God King, he will definitely abolish all these miscellaneous rules and give everyone a fair competitive World.
“My brother has already reached level 49 recently; he's really working hard,” Hu Liena pouted and said, “Originally, I was only one level behind him, but now I'm two levels behind.”
“What about that guy Yan?” Jiang Mian asked, “This guy is troubled by love, and his strength seems to have stagnated, hasn't it?”
“Yes,” Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said, “It seems he's at the same level as Nana-jie now. If he continues like this, even I will be able to surpass him.”
“This won't do.” Jiang Mian rubbed his brows, a slight smile playing on his lips: “It seems I need to help him get rid of his inner demons.”
“What do you plan to do?” Hu Liena asked in surprise.
Jiang Mian smiled, “Find him a girlfriend.”
“This kid isn't ugly, and his talent is so good; finding a girlfriend shouldn't be difficult,” Jiang Mian said, “How about that Dugu Yan?”
“Doesn't she like Yu Tianheng?” Hu Liena twirled her fingers, chuckling angrily, “Jiang Mian, can you stop playing matchmaker?”
“Just kidding.” Jiang Mian spread his hands and said, “This kind of thing still requires Yan's own effort; we can't do it alone.”
“He still lacks motivation,” Zhu Zhuqing said, “Should we put some pressure on him?”
“We'll talk about it then.” Jiang Mian looked at the radiant Xie Yue, unable to help but tease, “Look at Xie Yue, he's so infatuated he doesn't know what's what.”
“I didn't expect my brother to suddenly open up,” Hu Liena covered her mouth, smiling, “and find me such a beautiful sister-in-law.”
“He also has such a handsome brother-in-law,” Jiang Mian put his arm around Hu Liena's shoulder and said, “Nana-jie isn't at a disadvantage either.”
“You're annoying.” Hu Liena, like a shy little fox, obediently leaned against Jiang Mian, feeling his body warmth.
Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly beside Jiang Mian, her expression as calm as usual.
“Jiang Mian, things are packed; we can leave,” Xiong Jun suddenly appeared and said, “That Crown Prince came again just now and asked me to give you this.”
Xiong Jun took out a letter from his pocket, which was embossed with gold threads, clearly for royal use.
“What is it?” Jiang Mian took the letter, on which was clearly written: Three days later, the Spirit Hunting Plan.
Jiang Mian had discussed Bibi Dong's Spirit Hunting Plan with Qian Renxue on the way, so this letter did not explain, but simply and clearly expressed its content.
“The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is going to perish.” Jiang Mian looked at the letter and quickly put it away properly. He had originally thought of returning to Spirit Hall to discuss it with Bibi Dong, but he didn't expect Qian Renxue to act so quickly and already contact Bibi Dong.
“Once the Spirit Hunting Plan begins, Bibi Dong will surely send many powerful individuals,” Jiang Mian said calmly, “We only need to cover the rear; let them handle the rest.”
“If I and Red King attack together, destroying that sect should be very simple, right?” Xiong Jun said.
“Naturally, it's very simple,” Jiang Mian nodded, “We'll discuss it after Spirit Hall's people arrive. If they want my help, let's see what their bargaining chips are.”
“Is this Spirit Hall?” A hint of shock flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she murmured, “The dignified Upper Three Sects, wiped out just like that?”
“Actually, she had been planning it for a long time; I was just a fuse,” Jiang Mian said, “Besides, with Bibi Dong's ambition, it's far from just this.”
“And what about your ambition?” Zhu Zhuqing stared into Jiang Mian's eyes and asked with a serious expression.
“Me?” Jiang Mian chuckled, “My ambition is naturally greater. What are the two great Empires? What I want is to be the sole supreme ruler of this World, above and below.”
“Interesting.” Ghost Douluo's voice came from behind Jiang Mian. He had emerged from Jiang Mian's shadow at some point and chuckled, “Your ambition is truly great.”
“Ghost Douluo senior.” Jiang Mian clasped his hands. He had felt the changes around him just now, but he hadn't dared to confirm which Titled Douluo had arrived.
“The Supreme Pontiff sent me to help you,” Ghost Douluo Gui Mei said in a hoarse voice, “Chrysanthemum Pass and the other Spirit Masters will definitely arrive in three days.”
“Three days later, a two-pronged attack,” Jiang Mian was truly looking forward to it, “Let's make a fuss, let's make a big fuss.”
