Chapter 157: Soul Body, Mega Pidgeot
After Mo Hui ate the Immortal Wind Grass, a majestic and pure wind-attributed energy suddenly surged through his body. Mo Hui immediately sat cross-legged and began refining the energy brought by the Immortal Wind Grass.
Mo Hui wasn't worried about his safety. After all, this was the bottom of Hurricane Canyon—even the hurricane birds, considered the ultimate wind-attributed creatures, couldn't descend this far, let alone any other creatures.
Perhaps a 100,000-year soul beast could break through the wind barrier, but there were so few of those in the world. And even if one existed, it couldn't fly, so it wouldn't reach this depth.
About an hour later, Mo Hui completely refined the medicinal power of the Immortal Wind Grass. His soul power exploded, breaking through to level 70, and his already powerful physique was further enhanced.
However, what surprised Mo Hui more wasn't just the increase in soul power and physical strength.
His previously solid body suddenly became illusory. Even his clothing and items disappeared, turning into a breeze that scattered into the wind.
Moments later, Mo Hui's figure reappeared—hundreds of meters away.
Looking at his now tangible hands, Mo Hui suddenly laughed, "Hahaha~ So that's what it is. This is the true effect of the Immortal Wind Grass!"
After consuming it, Mo Hui had gained the ability of the Immortal Wind Grass—to transform into an extremely high-level form of wind.
What the Immortal Wind Grass did wasn't turning real into illusion—it was transforming its physical body into high-level wind. That was why Mo Hui couldn't grab it with his hands. Not even his double Delta Airflow could force it back into a solid state.
The Wind-Fixing Bead, however, worked because it was linked to the Wind God. The energy it contained was at least on par with or stronger than the Immortal Wind Grass, allowing the grass to revert from wind to a physical entity.
"Beep~"
Just then, Pidgeot also transformed into wind and arrived at Mo Hui's side, clearly synchronizing the ability Mo Hui had just obtained from the Wind Grass.
Seeing this, Mo Hui smiled, patted Pidgeot's back, and said, "Looks like you've inherited the ability to transform into wind too."
Yes—Pidgeot was Mo Hui's spirit. The two were essentially one being. In the past, whenever Mo Hui gained a new ability, Pidgeot would share some feedback. This time was no exception.
"But calling this ability 'transformation into wind' sounds awkward."
Mo Hui touched his chin, thought a bit, and then said, "Let's call it Incarnation of Wind instead."
After a moment, his excitement faded. Gaining a new ability was wonderful, but there was something else equally important at hand.
Mo Hui took out two beads from his soul guide. The moment they appeared, they floated before him, radiating two distinct glows—one blue, one golden.
The golden one was the God-Given Soul Ring from the Sea God. The blue one had just been given to him by the Wind God.
Mo Hui stared at both and began comparing them, studying whether there was any difference between the two.
In theory, the Wind God's ring would be more suitable for his seventh ring. The Sea God's ring could be reserved for his second spirit, Magikarp. But since all God-Given Soul Rings are usable by any soul master, did any true difference exist?
And if so, what was the principle behind it?
But after observing for a while, Mo Hui sighed. These questions couldn't be answered by simply looking at the surface. He had to test them.
He grabbed the blue bead and put away the Sea God's golden one.
Then, he crushed the blue bead in his hand. Instantly, a thick green mist enveloped him.
Covered by the mist, Mo Hui's eyes flashed. A sudden clarity struck his mind—as if thunder exploded in his head—and he comprehended something deeper.
Before he could think more, intense pain surged through his body, forcing him to focus on condensing his soul ring.
Although Mo Hui was familiar with absorbing soul rings by now, the pain never truly disappeared.
If he wasn't careful, it wouldn't necessarily harm him—but it would reduce the age of the soul ring condensed from the God-Given ring. That was unacceptable to Mo Hui.
As he endured the pain, the duration he could tolerate kept increasing, and soon the condensed ring's age reached 70,000 years.
Had this been Mo Hui from three months ago, his willpower may have been enough—but his body wouldn't have handled it. But now?
Now, his body had been tempered by the Sea God's Light, empowered by the Sea God's affinity transformation, and strengthened again by the Immortal Wind Grass. His physique had long surpassed most Titled Douluo.
So a mere 70,000-year soul ring would no longer threaten his body.
One month later, the energy he had absorbed was enough to form a 90,000-year soul ring. Still, Mo Hui didn't stop—his target was the red, 100,000-year soul ring.
Another month passed. His internal energy reached a peak, and the black ring he had been condensing started turning red.
Crack—
The black soul ring became darker and darker—until it fully transformed into a blood-red, 100,000-year soul ring.
Moments later, Mo Hui—who had been sitting in meditation for two months—opened his eyes. The green bead from the God-Given Soul Ring dissolved into specks of light and vanished.
"Incredible. My soul power just jumped from level 70 to level 75 in one breakthrough. So this is the power of a 100,000-year soul ring…" Mo Hui muttered, stunned by the strength in his body.
"Oh right—the spirit true body!"
Suddenly, he stood up. He was eager to see just how powerful his 100,000-year spirit true body was.
Seven soul rings rose beneath his feet and began rotating around him. The blood-red ring at the end was particularly eye-catching.
The red ring glowed—then Pidgeot beside him emitted a dazzling green light, and his body began to transform.
Pidgeot's size expanded to tens of meters—far greater than what Mo Hui could achieve by supplying soul power himself.
"Beep~"
But suddenly, Pidgeot let out a roar of frustration. He felt he hadn't reached his limit. He believed he could go further!
"Damn it… not even the spirit true body of a 100,000-year soul ring can let Pidgeot break through?"
Mo Hui clenched his fists. He knew what Pidgeot wanted.
Though Pidgeot was already the final evolution of Pidgey, he wasn't in his strongest form. That would be Mega Pidgeot.
But in this world, there was no Mega Stone. The only way to evolve was to force it through sheer energy—and even with a 100,000-year soul ring, that still wasn't enough.
Just then, the Wind-Fixing Bead on Mo Hui's body suddenly trembled. It flew out and shot toward Pidgeot.
The moment it made contact, Pidgeot emitted a blinding green light—and his previously stalled transformation resumed.
His body began shrinking, condensing power into a smaller form. When the light faded, a majestic bird stood before Mo Hui. Its form was sleek and powerful, about three meters tall, with long green feathers streaming from its head.
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