Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"Unbelievable. Such a condensed ice crystal... To think that such a vast amount of ultimate ice energy is compressed into such a tiny piece," Cai Meier marveled.

With her level of cultivation, it was easy to discern just how pure and concentrated the frigid aura within it was.

This treasure could only have been nurtured over countless years.

It seemed everything Qian Ran had said earlier was true.

Her curiosity about Qian Ran grew stronger. How did he manage to acquire it? Why could Qian Ran always come up with treasures of such diverse effects?

She had heard that Qian Ran had also promised to help Ma Xiaotao evolve into the Ultimate Fire. That implied he could obtain similar treasures of the fire attribute. And those were just the ones she had seen or heard of. How many more treasures did Qian Ran possess that she didn't know about?

She didn't believe for a second that Qian Ran would lay all his cards on the table.

"Ling Luochen, are you ready?"

"Mm."

At Qian Ran's instruction, Ling Luochen sat cross-legged on the ground.

"I'll help you refine it first, and then you can absorb it," Qian Ran said, channeling his Ultimate Ice soul power to dissolve the icy aura from the crystal and guide it toward Ling Luochen.

This method ensured the safest absorption of the Iceheart Crystal's energy.

In an instant, the Iceheart Crystal emitted a brilliant white light. A torrent of pure, concentrated icy energy surged into Ling Luochen's body.

At that moment, Ling Luochen felt as if her entire body was about to freeze solid.

Even with her ice-element Martial Soul, she couldn't help but shiver from the intense cold.

"Circulate your soul power and absorb it with all your strength," Qian Ran reminded her.

Ling Luochen understood she couldn't let this opportunity slip by and gritted her teeth to focus on absorbing the energy. After the initial discomfort, her body gradually adapted to the frigid aura entering her. A sense of unprecedented comfort spread through her entire being. Ling Luochen felt as though every cell in her body was singing with joy, greedily absorbing the Ultimate Ice energy from the Iceheart Crystal.

She could clearly feel herself growing stronger.

Her Martial Soul, the Ice Element, would transform into the purest Ultimate Ice once she fully refined the Iceheart Crystal.

When that happened, her combat prowess would far surpass its current level.

Only then would her title of "Ice Princess" truly be fitting.

Seeing that Ling Luochen had stabilized, Qian Ran let out a sigh of relief and placed the Iceheart Crystal in her hands, leaving her to refine it at her own pace.

Cai Meier observed Ling Luochen's transformation attentively from the side. As the deputy dean of the Martial Soul Department, she was naturally very invested in these matters.

"If only treasures like this were more common," Cai Meier mused, her heart moved. She couldn't help but wish she had an ice-attribute Martial Soul so that she, too, could become an Ultimate Soul Master.

But unfortunately, she didn't.

Still... could Qian Ran have a way to enhance her Martial Soul's quality?

Her Martial Soul was the Demon-Slaying Dragon Lance. What if Qian Ran had a solution?

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Qian Ran asked, a bit uncomfortable under Cai Meier's seductive gaze.

"I'm wondering if you have a way to enhance my Martial Soul. Seeing Ling Luochen about to become an Ultimate Soul Master... I can't help but want the same," Cai Meier said, tossing a playful look at Qian Ran.

Sitting on the sofa, Cai Meier's black suit skirt had ridden up slightly due to her posture, revealing a stretch of black-stocking-clad thigh.

Qian Ran's gaze wandered over Cai Meier's alluring figure in her form-fitting suit. Her sensual voice, deliberate flirtation, and curvaceous figure were almost too much for him to handle.

He felt an urge to pin her to the sofa right then and there, and...

How was Yan Shaozhe worthy of such a woman?

"It's not like there's no way," Qian Ran replied, his tone teasing.

"You really have a way?" Cai Meier stood up excitedly. For a Soul Master, who wouldn't want to grow stronger?

"But I only help my own people," Qian Ran said with a sly smile, looking at Cai Meier's beautiful, eager face.

"Aren't we already your people?" Cai Meier's expression faltered. She knew Qian Ran wasn't someone who could be easily persuaded.

"What I mean by 'my people,' Dean Cai, is something you should understand, no?" Qian Ran said, stepping closer and wrapping an arm around her waist. The touch of her seductive, mature figure made his pulse quicken.

"You!"

Cai Meier quickly pulled away from Qian Ran. Feeling his hand on her body had made her heart race with both anger and unease.

It suddenly dawned on her—Qian Ran, while generous, was only ever generous to his own women. No matter how wealthy or resourceful he was, he never handed out gifts casually.

"Is there no other option?" Cai Meier asked, both embarrassed and annoyed. A flicker of struggle flashed in her beautiful eyes. She really didn't want to give up. It was clear Qian Ran knew something about her Martial Soul but simply wouldn't say.

She was already nearing her limit in terms of cultivation. In recent years, she had felt her potential slowly plateau. Even with time, she knew her limit would likely be Level 97.

For most, Level 97 was impressive. In the past, Cai Meier would have been content—even proud—of such strength.

But here, at Shrek Academy, she was constantly reminded of her inadequacy.

Qian Ran aside, everyone around him seemed to be undergoing rapid growth. Their potential was being developed to its fullest.

Tang Ya, for instance, had turned her ordinary Bluesilver Grass Martial Soul into something comparable to an Evil Soul Master's level of combat power with Qian Ran's help.

Ling Luochen was evolving her Martial Soul into Ultimate Ice, with limitless potential ahead.

Even Ma Xiaotao had received Qian Ran's promise that she would eventually evolve into Ultimate Fire.

Every day, it seemed as though everyone's strength was changing. Though their current cultivation levels were low, their potential was skyrocketing.

Faced with this constant stimulation, how could Cai Meier remain calm? Of course, she wanted to grow stronger, too. The competitive spirit that had faded over the years had been reignited by her stagnant cultivation. Now, with Qian Ran offering a way forward, she couldn't help but feel tempted.

"Well, it all depends on what Dean Cai is willing to do."

"If you're willing, I might just let you in on a little secret," Qian Ran said with a knowing smile, leaving things unsaid.

Qian Ran offered her two choices: the first was for him to personally help her grow stronger, a privilege reserved for his wives. The second was for him to provide her with hints, leaving it up to her to discover the means to enhance her strength.

As for what the second option would cost her... well, even Qian Ran didn't know. It all depended on Cai Meier's willingness to compromise. As the saying went, "A pleasure money can't buy." If making him happy was part of the equation, then anything was possible.

Qian Ran knew that while Cai Meier appeared alluring and provocative, she was in fact a thorny rose. This woman liked to stay in control. But how could things always go her way? Qian Ran was no pushover.

If anything, she should be chasing after him.

Anyone else who knew Cai Meier's status and saw how Qian Ran treated her would be shocked. After all, Cai Meier was a deputy dean of Shrek Academy—a prestigious elder with immense strength.

But Qian Ran dared...

His confidence stemmed from Cai Meier's need for him. No matter how unwilling she was, as long as she needed him, she wouldn't turn against him.

Honestly, the more defiant Cai Meier was, the more interested Qian Ran became in her.

Qian Ran savored the pleasure of pulling a dignified woman into the depths of indulgence. It was just like how he had turned Zhou Yi into someone who lived only for him. That was the thrill of conquest.

Now, even if Zhou Yi walked alongside Fan Yu, she deliberately kept her distance. In truth, Zhou Yi belonged to Qian Ran alone.

Cai Meier would be a tougher challenge than Zhou Yi, but Qian Ran wasn't in a rush. A slow burn always yielded the best results.