Oscar's face froze briefly, a touch of resentment flashing as he looked at Yu Xiaogang. "Master, there's no one like you! I wanted to keep it a secret for a while."
He then spoke with a hint of discouragement, "My third soul skill is called Speedy Flying Mushroom Sausage. After taking it, you can fly for one minute."
"What? Only one minute? That short?" Ma Hongjun exclaimed in surprise.
Dai Mubai silently waved his hand, shaking his head. "Xiao Ao, I thought it was a powerful spirit skill, but just a minute? What good is it? You probably can't even fly across a wider river."
Even Yu Xiaogang was confused. Could the Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake's soul skill really be so weak?
Oscar privately observed the girls' reactions and quietly chuckled. Then, he coughed twice and said, "But what if I fly at the speed of a Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake for that whole minute?"
He raised his peach blossom eyes toward Ning Rongrong.
Oscar proudly thought, This is the kind of soul skill a food-type soul master with full innate power has! Isn't it impressive?
Ning Rongrong was indeed impressed. The Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake's speed ranked top among thousand-year-old soul beasts, even surpassing some ten-thousand-year-old ones.
It was clear from how the Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake escaped the Dragon Man and Snake Woman's siege—albeit with some deliberate restraint.
"Fatty, still think it's short now?" Oscar asked Ma Hongjun, pride shining.
Ma Hongjun grew a little excited. Though his martial soul was a phoenix, he couldn't fly—now with Oscar's sausages, he could!
Still, he insisted stubbornly, "The speed is great, but one minute is still short. Let's have a competition sometime!"
"Bah! Fatty, I won't compete with you!" Oscar shot back.
The girls frowned, hearing the men's bickering.
"Hahaha, Oscar, that third soul skill is really worth the trip!" Zhao Wuji patted him heartily.
Zhao Wuji asked, "With your current soul power, how many sausages can you make at once?"
Oscar estimated roughly against his hands, "About ten."
Zhao Wuji laughed. "Ten's not bad—I'll make even more once my strength improves."
"Brother, what do you think of Oscar's third soul skill? Is it powerful?" Xiao Wu asked, curious.
Xiao Tian hesitated, then admitted, "Well, it's pretty good at this stage."
Xiao Wu nodded. Ning Rongrong overheard Xiao Tian's words, picking up their subtle meaning—the emphasis on "at this stage."
She moved closer to Xiao Tian, whispering, "Xiao Tian, don't you think this soul skill is lacking? Why did you say 'at this stage'?"
Though Ning Rongrong lowered her voice, several Soul Saints and Soul Douluos including Flanders overheard.
"Xiao Tian, what do you mean?" Flanders frowned. Was Xiao Tian about to stir trouble again?
"No, nothing to worry about. Xiao Ao's flying mushroom sausage is very useful for now."
Xiao Tian didn't want to dwell on it—let them enjoy the moment.
Oscar seized the chance to show off, glaring at Xiao Tian. "Come on, say what you want! Aren't you a sword cultivator? Sword cultivators don't want to be bound but forge ahead boldly, right?"
Oscar wanted to see what Xiao Tian's rebuttal would be.
Flying was valuable—everyone knew it.
Xiao Tian shook his head, helpless. "You want my honest opinion? Your flying mushroom sausage is powerful now. But in terms of growth, it's actually inferior to your first soul skill—the Super Recovery Sausage!"
Oscar frowned. "How so? My third soul skill is a thousand-year skill. How can it be weaker than a hundred-year skill?"
Xiao Tian smiled, "You said it yourself: your third soul skill only flies at Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake speed for a minute. Useful now, yes—but what about the future? When we reach Soul Saint or Titled Douluo levels, will it still help?
"Your flying mushroom sausage lacks growth potential. Even reaching Soul Saint or Titled Douluo levels, it'll still fly no faster or longer."
"Though the Phoenix-Tailed Cockscomb Snake is fast—top among thousand-year beasts—it's still just a thousand-year beast! When Fatty obtains a flying skill at Soul Emperor level, he won't need your mushroom sausage!"
"Now do you see? Your mushroom sausage won't be as useful later as your recovery sausage."
Xiao Tian's words made Oscar's face grow pale. The mood turned serious.
After a pause, Xiao Tian added, "Of course, it's early days. Maybe there'll be ways to enhance soul skill effects in the future—like when you become a Soul Saint."
His words weren't wrong. In the original story, Oscar's Soul Saint level unlocked a seventh soul skill—the Strong Golden Fly—which boosted sausage effects by 30%.
In essence, the flying time increased from one minute to one minute eighteen seconds.
An improvement, but still limited.
As a food-type soul master, Oscar's seventh skill was an edible fly-shaped creature—a bit odd.
His soul spell: Stand firm! Stand firm! Golden Fly!
Hahaha, that soul spell was downright vulgar!
Xiao Tian's explanation completely shattered everyone's illusions about Oscar's third soul skill.
Does what Xiao Tian said make sense? They weren't fools.
Even though Xiao Tian comforted that it was too early to judge, deep down, they realized Oscar's skill had limits.
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