Soul Land:I Mass-Produce Poison Cores!

The fundamental issue of the poison hasn’t even been resolved yet—how could he not cultivate?

Ning Rongrong couldn’t possibly understand the urgency of a Dugu Family Soul Master racing against time.

Dugu Feng was determined to break through to the Soul Expert level within a month, advancing his strength further.

During this period, Ning Rongrong had developed feelings for him.

But Dugu Feng wasn’t foolish—there might very well be two Titled Douluos watching from the sky right now!

Through Ning Rongrong, Dugu Feng had gained a deeper understanding of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Spirit would never overcome its inherent lack of offensive capabilities.

Every supportive Soul Master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had to seek a suitable partner.

Moreover, this partner had to be a powerful Battle Soul Master—this was the school’s long-standing tradition.

Ning Rongrong had been raised with this mindset since childhood. From the moment she entered the academy, she was expected to find the right person.

Under such circumstances, emotions weren’t particularly important.

Just like how Ning Rongrong later managed to suppress her feelings for Oscar.

It wasn’t until Oscar obtained his sixth Spirit Ring and gained sufficient strength that the two finally came together.

Considering her father had lost eight wives, Ning Fengzhi couldn’t possibly be unaware.

How could he push his daughter into a pit of fire? Perhaps change would come soon enough.

If he allowed himself to develop feelings now, the only one who’d get hurt would be himself.

In this world where strength reigned supreme, power was all that mattered.

With enough strength, what kind of woman couldn’t he find?

Lost in thought, Dugu Feng and Ning Rongrong arrived together at the Simulated Training Field.

The area beside the small lake had practically become Dugu Feng’s exclusive training zone.

Here, he had planted some poisonous flowers and herbs, along with dense vegetation.

This made it convenient for him to practice his Soul Skills.

"I won’t be going to the lecture hall anymore. I’m going all out in my cultivation!"

"Alright, I’ll take this chance to practice my Distraction Control more too!"

As he spoke, an aura of solemn killing intent rose from Dugu Feng’s body—a fierce, bloodthirsty sensation that surged skyward.

This wasn’t the first time Ning Rongrong had witnessed such a scene, yet it still left her inwardly shaken.

This killing intent must have been forged during Dugu Feng’s time away from the academy.

But despite all this time, she still hadn’t managed to uncover exactly how Dugu Feng had trained during that period, which frustrated her to no end.

Dugu Feng was already immersed in enhancing the power of his Soul Skills.

The Slaughter God Domain was a form of imposing aura.

It amplified oneself while restricting opponents!

This aura could be integrated into Soul Skills.

Dugu Feng had been experimenting with this constantly.

Of course, his primary goal was still to cultivate his killing intent, allowing the Slaughter God Domain to evolve.

After all, the Slaughter God Domain was directly tied to the inheritance of a godhood.

Dugu Feng didn’t dare slack off in the slightest.

Within his Dantian, two Core Pearls rotated continuously, balancing the disparity in energy between them and the other two pearls.

The energy of the Core Pearls had already reached seventy-six points, though the rate of increase had noticeably slowed.

The remaining twenty-plus points required less physical energy and Soul Power.

This was mainly because the two Emerald Dragon Snakes could provide an abundance of physical energy, while Zhu Zhuyun’s rapid progress in strength meant she could supply ample Soul Power as well.

Now, the bottleneck for the Core Pearls’ evolution had shifted to the scarcity of toxins.

Every day, he had to condense Mixed Poison for the Core Pearls to absorb.

Before absorbing his third Spirit Ring, he planned to detoxify the Dugu Family’s Soul Masters one more time. By then, the Core Pearls’ energy should see another increase.

Thus, Dugu Feng immersed himself in cultivation.

Time passed, and the one-month deadline approached. Dugu Feng was on the verge of breaking through to the thirtieth level.

Unbeknownst to him, Ning Rongrong’s gaze had grown increasingly complex during this time.

Her mind was filled with the words of Bone Douluo.

"Rongrong, the average lifespan of Soul Masters from the Dugu Family is much shorter than that of other Soul Masters. Moreover, the probability of premature death is exceptionally high.

According to our family’s knowledge, Dugu Feng’s father, Dugu Shuo, lost several spouses in succession before finally having Dugu Feng. And Dugu Feng’s mother passed away shortly after giving birth to him.

This situation is identical to that of Dugu Yan—her father, Dugu Xin, also died young.

I suspect that while the Dugu Family’s Soul Skills are powerful, they are also affected by the toxicity of their Martial Souls, which may even endanger the lives of their partners!"

In the end, Bone Douluo couldn’t hold back. He didn’t want to watch Ning Rongrong sink deeper into this.

The strength Dugu Feng had displayed had even shocked Bone Douluo.

Defeating Yu Tianheng despite a whole major realm gap.

And cultivating with such diligence—his Innate Soul Power was at least ninth rank. Bone Douluo even suspected Dugu Feng might possess Innate Full Soul Power.

A genius like this, if not from the Dugu Family, would undoubtedly be a perfect match for Ning Rongrong.

But in the Dugu Family, the highest mortality rate was among their partners. To this day, the Dugu Family scarcely had any surviving spouses.

If there wasn’t a problem, Bone Douluo wouldn’t believe it.

It was just that the Dugu Family was clever—they never formed alliances with major families, instead marrying women of low status.

Thus, no waves were ever stirred.

Dugu Feng hadn’t yet noticed Ning Rongrong’s change. After a few days of distraction, she had adjusted.

She became even more focused, cultivating diligently—just like Dugu Feng, without a moment’s rest.

Her Soul Power Level rose another rank, reaching the twenty-fifth level.

Meanwhile, Dugu Feng finally broke through to the thirtieth level.

"Eleven years and one month old—thirtieth level. Dugu Feng, you’ve undoubtedly shattered all historical records for Soul Master cultivation!"

Ning Rongrong praised him enthusiastically.

"You’re not bad either, Rongrong. Reaching the twenty-fifth level at eleven years old makes you a genius second only to me.

Next, I’ll go absorb a Spirit Ring.

You should cultivate on your own—don’t fall too far behind!"

Dugu Feng laughed.

He couldn’t wait to step into the rank of Soul Expert.

"Dugu Feng, will you remember me in the future?" Ning Rongrong suddenly asked.

Dugu Feng found her question odd. "The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—how could I forget you? Besides, we’ve cultivated together for so long. Doesn’t that count as childhood sweethearts?"

For once, Dugu Feng teased her.

"Who’s your childhood sweetheart? You, who only knows how to cultivate—since when do you understand such things?"

Ning Rongrong’s heart pounded, her cheeks flushed with a delicate pink, making her even more beautiful.

Dugu Feng paused.

Her fairy-like face was truly stunning.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Rongrong thought, So you’ve finally noticed my beauty. What took you so long?

A pang of inexplicable sadness struck her heart.

"Work hard. I’ll break every record in the Soul Master world. I’m off!"

With those final words, Dugu Feng left with a carefree stride.

Watching his retreating figure, Ning Rongrong murmured, "You’re not actually a blockhead. You understand everything.

You’re just wary of my status."

"I believe you can break all records and shatter the curse of your Dugu Family as well!"

Ning Rongrong’s eyes sparkled with hope as she couldn’t help but speak out.

Dugu Feng, sharp of hearing and sight, caught her words.

Yet, they only stirred the faintest ripple in his heart.

Without stopping, he swiftly left the academy.