After leaving, Huo Yuhao returned to his room and began to absorb the immortal herb he had prepared for himself. It was a fluffy plant resembling a dandelion, with long, fluffy hairs emitting seven colors: yellow, orange, red, green, cyan, blue, and violet. It was multicolored and dazzling. Beneath the fluffy hairs was a bell-shaped involucre, golden in color, and further down, the main vein was dark purple.
The Seven-Colored Exquisite Pistil was among the immortal-grade herbs, with effects comparable to the Autumn Water Gaze dew that Tang Ya had consumed.
According to the recorded method of consumption, Huo Yuhao first plucked off the fluffy hairs one by one, and then controlled his soul power to squeeze the involucre. After being squeezed, the involucre released drops of pure golden liquid, which Huo Yuhao collected.
Only after the involucre was completely dry and no more liquid could be squeezed out did Huo Yuhao stop. He casually discarded the shriveled involucre and main vein, then put the fluffy hairs and the golden liquid into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.
Immediately afterward, he began to absorb the medicinal power as usual.
However, half an hour later, not only did his martial soul, spiritual power, and soul power not increase at all, but he also felt a throbbing pain in his brain.
What was going on? He had clearly followed the instructions in the book step by step, so why was this happening?
Huo Yuhao felt a little flustered. The throbbing pain in his brain was caused by the energy transformed from the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pistil. This energy was similar to the source of spiritual power, entrenched in Huo Yuhao's body, but it showed no signs of merging with him.
"Don't panic, try transferring this energy into your spiritual sea," Xue Di's clear and cold voice sounded just as Huo Yuhao was at a loss.
"Xue Di, do you know what's going on? Why can't I absorb this energy?" Seeing Xue Di speak, Huo Yuhao felt that she might know something. After all, this fellow had lived for so many years, so it was normal for her to know some unknown things.
Upon hearing this, Xue Di was silent for a moment, and then said faintly: "The rules of this world are like this. Otherwise, why are ninety-ninth-level Title Douluos called 'Ultimate'? Because there is no room for improvement unless they become gods, but becoming a god is not that easy.
Your current situation is like this. Your spiritual power has reached the level of an Ultimate Douluo, so this immortal herb cannot improve you any further.
Now, you can only introduce this energy into your spiritual sea and temporarily seal it up."
Ah, this. Huo Yuhao was speechless after hearing Xue Di's answer. He didn't know what to feel. Logically speaking, he should be happy. After all, the fact that even an immortal herb couldn't improve his spiritual power proved that he was very strong, didn't it?
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but sigh. The Douluo Continent deserved its reputation as the 'floor tile of fantasy novels'. He had already reached the peak?
I'm already at the limit with just a slight effort.
Speaking of which, in the original story, I didn't get stuck in terms of spiritual power, and I even broke through to a tangible form, achieving divine sense, didn't I? Why am I stuck here now? Could it be limited by my soul power cultivation?
Unable to figure it out, Huo Yuhao also felt regret on the one hand, having wasted an immortal herb for nothing.
"Xue Di, it would have been great if you had told me earlier," Huo Yuhao said with a wry smile, but he didn't complain. After all, she had no obligation to tell him.
Hearing the heartache in Huo Yuhao's voice, Xue Di smiled slightly, "Is it my fault then?"
Uh, I was speechless.
"Actually, I analyzed the result through your reaction after absorbing it."
Alright.
Since it was already like this, what was the point of dwelling on the past? The soul power in his body surged, urging the energy transformed from the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pistil to surge towards one place, like a great river.
The space ability was activated, forming a spatial funnel at the gathering place of the energy river, and then the energy was sucked into it.
In the spiritual sea, the same spatial funnel appeared, and a large amount of energy transformed from the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pistil poured out like a great river.
Xue Di was only a weak wisp of a soul, and could only hide far away under this vast amount of energy. Tian Meng was still sleeping soundly as always, so the task of collecting this energy fell on Bing Di.
However, just as Bing Di was scrambling to collect this energy, Huo Yuhao's consciousness entered the spiritual sea.
"Don't get in the way, move aside," Huo Yuhao casually pushed Bing Di aside and took over Bing Di's work. This was his home field, so guiding this energy was naturally easy.
"Hey, what's with your attitude?" Bing Di waved her small fist behind Huo Yuhao, looking indignant.
Before long, all the energy from the Seven-Colored Exquisite Pistil was transferred into the spiritual sea, and Huo Yuhao set up layers of seals on it.
Oh, could there be a turnaround? Huo Yuhao looked at Xue Di expectantly, hoping she would tell him that he hadn't lost out this time.
"Do you know how the soul rings of soul beasts who transform into humans and rebuild their cultivation come about?"
Xue Di didn't answer directly, but asked a nonsensical question.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao thought for a while, "After a soul beast rebuilds, its source power will be sealed in its body, and then when it needs a soul ring, it can use this source energy to condense the most suitable soul ring for itself, wait a minute."
Speaking of this, Huo Yuhao suddenly stopped, looked at Xue Di, and asked somewhat uncertainly: "You mean, I can also use this energy to condense a soul ring?"
"That's right, that's exactly it," Xue Di's answer confirmed Huo Yuhao's guess.
His eyes flickered slightly. Although he had spent ten years in the God-given space, Huo Yuhao's use of soul skills and various powers had reached the pinnacle, but he had absolutely no clue about condensing soul rings. He wasn't a soul beast, and he had no experience in transformation.
However, looking at the two girls and the big fat silkworm next to him, Huo Yuhao felt that this shouldn't be a problem either.
"Alright, that's the only way," Huo Yuhao felt that he had lost out. An immortal-grade herb that could improve his aptitude had turned into a soul ring. How could he not lose out?
Alas!
After sighing deeply, Huo Yuhao planned to withdraw from the spiritual sea. Now, every time he looked at this seven-colored energy, he felt heartache.
However, the corner of his eye inadvertently caught sight of the lazy worm next to him. Huo Yuhao thought about it and felt that he couldn't let this guy lie flat all the time. He walked forward and saw the saliva flowing from Tian Meng's mouth. Huo Yuhao had an idea. He leaned close to Tian Meng's ear, gathered his breath, and shouted loudly: "Dinner is served."
"What, dinner is served? Where? Where?" The big ice silkworm jumped up as if in a conditioned reflex. Its round body twisted, and its small, bean-like eyes also revealed a humanized daze. However, none of this could stop its enthusiasm for eating.
"Pfft." The originally angry Bing Di was instantly amused, and even Xue Di was the same.
Huh?
Tian Meng Ice Silkworm looked around, and then realized that he had been tricked, "Huo Yuhao, it's all your fault. Bingbing and I were already at the last step, and you ruined my good deed."
Tian Meng rolled around in place, his tone full of grievance and resentment, like a baby whose milk was interrupted.
Good fellow, this guy was having a wet dream before.
"Tian, Meng."
Bing Di's angry voice sounded, and then she swung her fist and rushed up.
"Bing, Bingbing, let's talk nicely, let's talk nicely, ah, don't hit my face, be gentle, ah, ah..."
Miserable screams came one after another.
Hiss, so miserable, Huo Yuhao clicked his tongue and turned his head away, unable to bear to look.
