Chapter 37: Purple Lotus

Chapter 37: Purple Lotus

Over the past three years, Dai Yao's Ba Ji Beng had reached a terrifying level. According to Ye Nantian's evaluation, this move of his was enough to give many Great Soul Masters a headache.

Before acquiring his second soul ring, Dai Yao had something else to do.

He had noticed a strange occurrence in his spiritual world.

For the past three years, each time his soul power increased by one level, the Chaos Blue Lotus in his spiritual world would bloom one more petal. Today, when he reached level 20, he wondered what the Chaos Blue Lotus would look like now.

Dai Yao's mind entered his spiritual world, arriving in front of the Chaos Blue Lotus.

The blue lotus slowly unfurled its tenth petal, and in an instant, the entire spiritual world seemed to be bathed in blue light.

The holy white tiger folded its wings, its massive body trembling beneath them.

When the light dissipated, the color of the flower gradually changed, from blue to purple. The Chaos Blue Lotus had completely transformed into a Purple Lotus.

The Purple Lotus detached from its stem and floated to the ground, while the root of the blue lotus began to wither, turning to ash.

Dai Yao picked up the Purple Lotus and examined it carefully.

The Purple Lotus gently spread its petals, releasing an extraordinary allure.

"What is the use of this Purple Lotus?" Dai Yao thought in disbelief. Compared to the unknown uses of the Purple Lotus, he would much prefer the Blue Lotus.

After Dai Yao took the Purple Lotus, a small green sprout emerged from the withering Chaos Blue Lotus, visibly growing with each breath.

Within a few moments, another Chaos Blue Lotus had appeared.

This new lotus had twelve petals, with layers of unopened buds still wrapped in their protective layers.

Dai Yao gradually began to understand. Every time his soul power increased by one level, the Blue Lotus would open one more petal, and once the tenth petal was open, a lotus flower would be formed.

This time it was a Purple Lotus, but what lotus would appear next?

Dai Yao couldn't help but wonder.

His mind returned to the real world, and with a thought, the purple lotus appeared in his hand.

"Sure enough, this Purple Lotus is a rare treasure," Dai Yao thought.

"In the original story, Tang San used the Immortal Herbs from his Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes to boost the soul power of the Seven Shrek Monsters, and even enhanced Ning Rongrong's martial soul, upgrading the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"What kind of effect does this Purple Lotus have?" Dai Yao thought. "Should I go find Tang San and let him explain the effects of the Purple Lotus?"

Then he laughed helplessly. "Given Tang San's personality, he definitely won't tolerate me. The person who could pick the Immortal Herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes without leaving a trace—how could he not be jealous when he knows I possess such a precious treasure?"

"If he finds out that I have the Purple Lotus, when he ascends to godhood, he will definitely try to take it from me."

"It seems I'll have to slowly figure it out on my own," Dai Yao muttered as he stroked his chin, thinking deeply.

He walked through the waterfall and into the cave.

Zhu Zhuqing was meditating cross-legged. When she sensed movement in the cave, she opened her eyes and, upon seeing Dai Yao with a clearly different aura, she smiled in surprise.

"You've broken through!" she said.

She flew into his arms, not caring at all about his wet body, and her usually cold face now carried a rare smile.

Over the past three years, Zhu Zhuqing had also matured. Her fiery figure was already taking shape, and her delicate features were captivating.

During their time in the academy, she had attracted the attention of many boys, but she remained distant and cold, earning the nickname "Ice Mountain Beauty."

In contrast, Dai Yao's reputation had not improved much. For three years, the name of the coward had been spread, deeply ingrained in the minds of everyone.

During this time, he had never accepted a challenge, and the students at the academy had often whispered about him.

Everyone knew that Zhu Zhuqing was the fiancée of the Fourth Prince Dai Yao, and they felt pity for her, seeing her as a beautiful flower planted in a pile of cow dung.

If any of her admirers saw the Ice Mountain Beauty smiling so beautifully in the arms of a man, their hearts would likely break.

Dai Yao hugged Zhu Zhuqing tightly, inhaling the scent of her hair, and said softly, "Sorry, you've been wronged these past three years. Because of my reputation, you've suffered a lot of unfair treatment at the academy."

But Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly. "You're the one who's been wronged. It's you who has to bear the criticism, and it's you who has to endure the strange looks."

She had seen the changes in Dai Yao over the past three years.

The years of relentless training, countless times of exhausting soul power and falling into the water, yet always standing back up. Whenever he was about to unleash his full strength, he resembled a sword drawn from its sheath, exuding an unstoppable aura. It was a rare kind of confidence.

A confidence that came from countless failures followed by countless recoveries—deeply ingrained into his bones.

Looking at the now energetic young man, Zhu Zhuqing felt a sense of pride.

To others, he was a coward, but in her eyes, he was a hero who faced hardships and never gave up.

After a while, they stepped outside the cave.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the sky and said sadly, "I have to part from you again. I'm going home to acquire my second soul ring."

Over the past three years, not only had Dai Yao reached level 20, but Zhu Zhuqing had also reached level 20, aided by him. In fact, she had even surpassed him in speed.

However, due to the distance from her family and the need to prepare a carriage, she had to wait a little longer.

Zhu Zhuqing finally hugged Dai Yao and softly said, "Let's meet again once we're both Great Soul Masters."

Watching her leave, Dai Yao felt reluctant to part, but what filled his heart more was the anticipation of reuniting as Great Soul Masters in the future.

At that moment, a soft hand rested on Dai Yao's shoulder, startling him.

He turned around, and a bright face appeared before him.

Wearing bright red clothing with matching red hair, it was Feng Wutong.

In the past three years, Feng Wutong had also grown. She was now strikingly beautiful, and in the academy, she had many suitors.

However, most of the noblemen who pursued her only wanted her as a concubine.

Therefore, Feng Wutong had no good feelings toward them.

At twelve years old, her soul power had reached level 19.

She casually placed her hand on Dai Yao's shoulder and looked at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Still watching? They're practically gone."

Dai Yao couldn't be bothered to answer. After three years of interacting, he and Feng Wutong had developed a brotherly relationship. Sometimes, they would even discuss the pretty girls at the academy together.

Of course, they always did this behind Zhu Zhuqing's back.

Brushing her hand off his shoulder, Dai Yao spoke with a mischievous tone, "Hey, I'm just looking. What's it to you? Jealous, single dog?"

Upon hearing the words "single dog," Feng Wutong became slightly angry. "It's because your noble family rules are so weird. You're engaged at six years old!"

After some playful banter, Dai Yao said, "I've just reached level 20. I'll prepare for a few days, then I'll go back to my clan to get my second soul ring."

When Feng Wutong heard that Dai Yao had reached level 20, she was surprised, then laughed helplessly. "Your noble families' talents are truly amazing. Just recently, Zhuqing reached level 20, and now you have too."

"People like you really make others envious. I'm three years older than you, and yet my soul power is still one level lower than yours."

She grumbled in annoyance.

Just then, a stumbling figure rushed out of the forest, looking anxious.

It was a male student who glanced at Dai Yao with undisguised contempt. Then he turned to Feng Wutong, saying urgently:

"Something's wrong! Zhu Zhuqing, in the duel arena, is about to…"

(End of Chapter)

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