Douluo: Unrivaled God General, Fooling Qian Renxue at the Start

After obtaining his first spirit ring, Nan Feihuang returned to his daily routine of cultivation.

Lan Xue only registered him at the Gulei Royal Academy. Whether he attended or not was entirely up to him.

After all, would being taught by a few Spirit Kings and Spirit Emperors compare to having a peak Spirit Douluo personally guide him?

The palace didn't lack cultivation resources, and it even had mimic training grounds. Besides, with his Fang Tian Halberd spirit and his Book spirit, whether in the armory or the library, both were perfect environments for his training. There were still eight years left until the Soul Master Academy Tournament that Nan Feihuang would eventually compete in. Even if he needed to join an academy to bond with future teammates, there was no rush.

Lan Xue wasn't worried that her son would grow up lonely or develop a dark personality due to a lack of friends.

His sunny disposition was evident to everyone in the palace. The palace maids and young eunuchs were all fond of the warm and gentle prince. Moreover, he had three trusted friends by his side, and his third sister, Nan Feiling, always watched over him. He was far from lonely.

Aside from cultivation, Nan Feihuang spent most of his time studying the sixth chapter of the Heavenly Secrets of Escape, which focused on herbal medicine and healing techniques.

His goal was to quickly master the detoxification methods. The sooner he could collect the celestial herbs, the better.

However, the poison affecting Dugu Bo wasn't something simple. Learning medicine required time and patience; it couldn't be mastered overnight. Nan Feihuang set a modest goal—he would give himself four years to fully grasp detoxification.

Although it would take up a significant portion of his cultivation time, the reward of obtaining celestial herbs would make it all worthwhile.

Once he consumed the herbs, not only would his current strength soar, but his future cultivation would benefit greatly as well.

For example, the Ice and Fire Immortal Grass would temper his body, far exceeding the effects of normal treasures like whale glue. After all, if it wasn't for the Ice and Fire Immortal Grass, Tang San wouldn't have been able to break through the five-thousand-year limit for his fourth spirit ring and absorb a ten-thousand-year ring. Even later, with his seventh spirit ring, Tang San had elevated a spirit ring to the level of a one-hundred-thousand-year ring with a single burst of power.

Nan Feihuang, however, was far more confident in his own potential. With his demonic god physique, he believed that after consuming the Ice and Fire Immortal Grass, he would still have the capacity to take another potent celestial herb, unlike Tang San, who could only choose a milder one like the Purple Zoysia Dew.

Lü Lingqi was also full of anticipation. Nan Feihuang had told her that the herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well might even cure her throat one day.

Not being able to speak had always weighed on her heart, making her feel flawed, like she was unworthy of Nan Feihuang.

Lü Lingqi had even handwritten a letter to encourage him, expressing her trust and support.

"Master, keep it up! Once you heal my throat, if anyone dares to insult you, I'll curse them right back. And if someone dares bully you, I'll skewer them with my spear as if they were nothing more than a pig or a dog. I'll make sure to wipe out their entire family!"

Reading the letter, Nan Feihuang was left speechless. For a moment, he found himself thinking that perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing for Lü Lingqi to remain mute.

Such a beautiful young woman—why would she need a mouth capable of spewing such foul language? Of all the people to take after, she chose her father, with phrases like "skewer them like a pig or a dog." Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo would probably roll in their graves!

Wouldn't a mute bride be much more peaceful?

Besides that, Nan Feihuang didn't waste the remainder of his limited free time either. He diligently practiced the One-Handed Eighteen Thrusts from the long-weapon martial arts and studied the Northern Dipper Immortal Steps, a footwork technique from the Heavenly Secrets of Escape.

This footwork, created by Zuo Ci based on the pattern of the seven stars of the Big Dipper, was both intricate and graceful, allowing its user to move as if they were an ethereal being.

With so many tasks stacked together, Nan Feihuang's daily schedule was packed. However, this tireless dedication earned him an excellent reputation.

People across the land were now saying that the Crown Prince of Gulei was not only incredibly talented but also a cultivation fanatic.

He was nothing like the typical noble children who spent their days indulging in pleasure. Instead, he was highly self-disciplined. A man like him was bound for greatness.

In truth, though Nan Feihuang spent most of his time cultivating, he wasn't entirely ignorant of the outside world. He had already sent people to gather intelligence.

On one hand, he was concerned about the status of key characters from the original story, like the protagonist Tang San.

And of course, there was Xiao Wu, the ten-thousand-year spirit beast.

Unfortunately, the information he received was somewhat disappointing. Tang San was slightly older than him and had already awakened his spirit three months earlier. In fact, Tang San had already enrolled at Nuoding Academy and met Xiao Wu by now.

Nan Feihuang had little interest in Tang San at this point. He didn't intend to recruit him—someone like Tang San couldn't be controlled. His heart belonged to the Tang Sect.

For now, Nan Feihuang didn't want to provoke him unnecessarily. He had no intention of making enemies out of the blue, but he also wasn't keen on befriending him either. For now, they could simply remain strangers.

As for Xiao Wu, Nan Feihuang had thought about intercepting her. Not because he was interested in the rabbit herself, but because her spirit ring and spirit bones were incredibly tempting.

However, the opportunity had already passed. Since Tang San had met Xiao Wu, it also meant that Tang Hao had met her.

Making a move on Xiao Wu now would undoubtedly provoke Tang Hao's wrath.

To Tang Hao, Xiao Wu represented the chance to make up for the loss of Ah Yin. If Xiao Wu and Tang San were truly in love, Nan Feihuang could let her live. Otherwise, she was destined to become Tang San's spirit ring and spirit bones.

Anyone who dared covet her would face the wrath of the Clear Sky Hammer.

And Gulei Kingdom couldn't afford to offend the Clear Sky Douluo right now.

Nan Feihuang had no plans to report them to the Spirit Hall either. He never intended to join the Spirit Hall—in fact, his ambitions extended to the entire continent, and the Spirit Hall would inevitably become his opponent in the future.

Providing them with the information about a ten-thousand-year transformed spirit beast would only be aiding the enemy.

Besides, the future Tang family would attract plenty of attention from the Spirit Hall, buying Nan Feihuang valuable time for his own growth.

Since Xiao Wu's spirit bone wasn't an option at the moment, Nan Feihuang decided not to risk disrupting his advantage of foresight in the early stages of the story.

The other two characters from the original Shrek Seven Devils he was interested in were the true commoners: Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

If Flender hadn't found them yet, Nan Feihuang would have loved to recruit them himself. After all, one possessed the top-tier Fire Phoenix spirit, and the other had the unprecedented Innate Full Spirit Power for a food-type spirit master.

Unfortunately, the news wasn't good. Both had already been taken in by Flender, and it was Flender who had personally helped them awaken their spirits.

Currently, Flender had taken them to live in the Balak Kingdom.

With that, Nan Feihuang gave up on the idea. While it would have been great to poach them, he wasn't overly concerned. If he got them, it would be a bonus, but if not, it wasn't a big deal.

In this respect, he was a bit more laid-back than Lord Cao, who craved talent as much as he did married women.

Lord Cao was so obsessed with talent that if it had been anyone else, Guan Yu would've died seven or eight times over. There'd be no legendary tale of him crossing five passes and slaying six generals, nor would he have gained fame for hanging up his seal and riding away.

And Zhao Yun? He wouldn't have made seven desperate charges into battle—he'd have been riddled with arrows long before.

Lastly, aside from talent, Nan Feihuang also paid attention to treasures.

The world of Douluo was a fantastical one, but unlike other worlds where treasures were everywhere, in this world, most people only considered spirit bones to be precious.

But Nan Feihuang's definition of treasure was far broader.

"Master, we've received a report from the scouts. They've found it—it's in Kassna Village, within the borders of Star Luo," Xun Yu said as he entered the room, where Nan Feihuang was reading.

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