Chapter 111 [Soul Fragments] Chapter 111 [Soul Fragments]
As Lu Feng finished speaking, everyone's gaze turned to him.
"My level is also Soul Master, Young Master Dai, you shouldn't be able to stop me, right?" Lu Feng stood up and said with a faint smile.
"You!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly and then stepped aside.
He only stopped Tang San because of Zhao Wuji's instructions.
As for Lu Feng?
Dai Mubai didn't care what Lu Feng did; he even wished Lu Feng would die at the hands of that giant ape.
"Lu Feng!" Tang San looked at Lu Feng with red eyes, speechless for a moment.
Lu Feng walked to Tang San's side and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Wu is also my sister!"
"I'm going to the Star Dou Great Forest to find Xiao Wu. If I don't return within ten days, you can come looking for me or go back to Shrek Academy, it's up to you." Lu Feng said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately felt a surge of heat rush to his head.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he gripped Lu Feng's arm tightly. "Lu Feng, from now on, you're my brother, Tang San's brother!"
Lu Feng smiled and gently pushed Tang San's hand away. He turned to Oscar and said, "Get me some sausages, both kinds."
Actually, Lu Feng didn't need Oscar's sausages; he just wanted to pretend he was leaving.
The brotherly bond was so strong that Lu Feng felt he was letting Tang San down by continuing to act so nonchalant.
"Oh, okay." Oscar was momentarily stunned.
Then, he quickly chanted a spell, and two spirit rings flashed alternately, producing several sausages of varying sizes in his hand.
"Here you go."
Oscar felt a surge of profound respect for this partner he'd only known for a few days.
Ning Rongrong also stared intently at Lu Feng, her eyes thoughtful.
However, her gaze held more regret that Dai Mubai and Tang San hadn't fought.
"I won't allow you to go!"
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't contain herself any longer and stood up from her chair, her previous cold expression vanishing.
"I won't let you go!" Zhu Zhuqing walked up to Lu Feng and repeated her words.
Lu Feng smiled and patted her head reassuringly. "Trust me, I never do anything I'm not sure I can handle."
Zhu Zhuqing hadn't expected Lu Feng to make such an intimate gesture in front of everyone. Her ears immediately turned red, and her face burned.
Her heart pounded like a deer's.
Zhu Zhuqing was also flustered by concern. She suddenly recalled that during the time she had spent with Lu Feng, he had always been the one to benefit, never the one to suffer.
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and looked up at Lu Feng. "Hmph, if you don't come back within ten days, I won't wait for you."
Lu Feng chuckled and glanced at everyone. "Everyone, I'm leaving."
With that, Lu Feng strode out of the room.
After Lu Feng left, Zhu Zhuqing reverted to her cold demeanor and turned back to her room.
Dai Mubai watched her retreating figure, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned slightly white.
"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly and then left the room.
Everyone dispersed, and a crack quietly appeared in the friendship that hadn't been very strong to begin with.
"Come out, Luo Wupao!"
At the edge of the forest, Lu Feng's soul power surged, and a small yellow dog appeared before him.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wupao shook its big head and affectionately rubbed against Lu Feng's leg.
"Wupao, can you still smell that Titan Giant Ape's scent? And Tang Hao's too."
"Luo Luo!"
"Yeah, it's good that they're far away. I can't afford to mess with those two." Lu Feng said, patting Luo Wupao's big head.
"Where's the little rabbit?"
"Luo Luo!"
"What? She's nearby? Take me to see her."
Led by Luo Wupao, Lu Feng continued into the forest. He hadn't come out out of genuine concern for Xiao Wu's safety, but rather to find the human-faced demon spider from the original story.
However, since he had encountered Xiao Wu, Lu Feng didn't mind escorting her for a while longer.
Returning to the place where the giant ape and Tang Hao fought, the place had completely changed.
The ground was pitted and crisscrossed with ravines of varying depths, as if it had been turned upside down.
The air was filled with the scent of earth and plants, and although a few breezes occasionally blew by, they brought no freshness.
Within a radius of several thousand meters, not a single intact tree could be seen. Apart from the occasional chirping of insects, there was no other sign of life.
"This!"
Lu Feng arrived at the edge of a large pit and looked down, where he could vaguely see fist marks at the bottom.
This pit must have been dug by the Titan Giant Ape; it was about ten meters deep and about ten meters in diameter. It was clear that it hadn't held back at all in this attack.
"It must have been discovered by the Titan Giant Ape, and it attacked to protect Xiao Wu."
"Huh, what's this?" Lu Feng looked at the ball of white light at the bottom of the pit, a hint of doubt rising in his eyes. "A
100,000-year-old soul beast, a Title Douluo, and it can drop white-quality fragments?"
With a thought, he picked up the ball of light and put it into his fragment storage.
Picked up a white special item [Soul Fragment] Fragment *1 (1/10)
"Special item?"
Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He also had another type of special item in his storage, [Faith Fragment].
Apart from the guard from before, the rest of the fragments were dropped by some soul masters that Lu Feng had saved during his forest training, a total of seven or eight.
"Soul Fragment? What is this thing? Can it enhance my spiritual power?"
Lu Feng's thoughts sank into the fragment 'storage', and there was a creature's shadow in the ball of light, but he couldn't tell what kind it was.
"Luo Luo!" At this moment, Luo Wupao shouted towards the bottom of the pit.
"Wu Pao, do you mean Xiao Wu's aura completely disappeared here?" Lu Feng asked uncertainly.
"Luo Luo!"
"As expected, it seems Xiao Wu is in grave danger."
Lu Feng carefully examined the ball of light; the outline of the creature did resemble a rabbit.
"In the original story, after Xiao Wu's sacrifice, her soul could attach to her soul bone. After the Blue Silver Emperor's sacrifice, a seed could still be left behind."
"The methods of a 100,000-year-old soul beast are beyond the comprehension of a mere Soul Venerable like myself. Besides, there's the supernatural power of rebirth through blood in fantasy worlds."
Lu Feng stopped overthinking. Even if Xiao Wu was killed by Tang Hao, there was nothing he could do now.
He couldn't possibly do what Tang San did in the original story: "Resurrect, my love!"
Lu Feng didn't linger and continued deeper into the forest.
Luo Wu Pao also focused its spiritual power, its little nose constantly sniffing the air. Its target was clear: the Human-Faced Demon Spider, with two thousand years of cultivation.
"Luo Luo!"
Suddenly, Luo Wu Pao shouted in one direction.
Lu Feng looked closely and saw a staggering figure emerge from behind a tree.
Upon seeing this person, Lu Feng's eyes lit up: Long time no see, Old Zhao!
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1.8times+Chapter 112 Oh no, this sausage is poisonous! Chapter 112 Oh no, this sausage is poisonous!
At this moment, Zhao Wuji looked rather disheveled.
His clothes were tattered, the strips of cloth fluttering wildly in the wind. A thick layer of dust covered them, making it almost impossible to recognize his original appearance.
A trace of blood remained at the corner of his mouth, the crimson bloodstain standing out starkly against his filthy face.
"Cough cough." Zhao Wuji struggled to lean against a large tree beside him, coughing violently a few times.
He, "Immovable King" Zhao Wuji, was a renowned figure in the world of Soul Masters.
However, when facing a true master, he deeply realized his insignificance and powerlessness. That feeling was like an ant facing a mountain, utterly powerless to resist.
No, even an ant can at least struggle a bit when facing danger.
But what about him?
Whether facing the Titan Giant Ape or Tang Hao at full power, Zhao Wuji found that he could do nothing but wait to die on the spot.
"Teacher Zhao!"
Just then, a familiar voice came from afar.
"Huh? It's you, kid." Zhao Wuji looked in the direction of the voice and finally saw Lu Feng.
His eyes were full of doubt as he asked, "Kid, what are you doing here? Where are Mu Bai and the others?"
"They've all safely returned to the Soul Hunter Market. But everyone was worried about you, so I came out to find you." Lu Feng scratched his head, a simple smile on his face, and said softly.
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's tense heart immediately felt relieved.
Every student in this year's class was exceptionally talented, and their backgrounds were all incredibly powerful. If anything happened to any of them, Zhao Wuji felt he would be in serious trouble.
Just then, Lu Feng quickly took out a few sausages from his soul tool and said with concern, "Teacher Zhao, these are Oscar's specially made large and small sausages. You're feeling weak right now, so eat some to replenish your strength."
"Hey, kid, I appreciate your thoughtfulness." A gratified smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face.
His eyes were full of appreciation for Lu Feng. "If I remember correctly, your name is Lu Feng, right? How old are you this year? If we're not too far apart in age, I'll recruit you into our academy when we get back."
Zhao Wuji reached out and took the sausages, not even glancing at them, and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.
Instantly, a faint wisp of soul power drifted out, and Zhao Wuji clearly felt his energy and spirit instantly invigorated.
Zhao Wuji's previously drowsy mind cleared up considerably, and the large and small wounds on his body began to heal at a visible speed.
"Huh, that's strange. When did Oscar's sausages become so potent?" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Teacher Zhao, this place is not safe to stay any longer. Let's leave quickly." Lu Feng said calmly with a faint smile on his lips.
"Okay." Zhao Wuji nodded.
The next second, just as Zhao Wuji was about to take a step, his body suddenly trembled violently without warning. His soul power surged wildly within him, instantly spiraling out of control.
Then, a strange purplish-black color rapidly spread across his face.
"Damn it, this sausage is poisoned!"
Zhao Wuji was shocked. His instincts, honed over many years, compelled him to react immediately.
In an instant, his martial soul possessed him, and a powerful, boundless soul power surged forth from his body like a raging tide. He forcefully suppressed the spreading purplish-black color on his face.
"You brat!!!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in fury, the rage in them seemingly ready to ignite Lu Feng.
He stared intently at the seemingly harmless young man before him, his face filled with disbelief and rage.
Zhao Wuji hadn't forgotten the taste of Oscar's sausage; this sausage was indeed Oscar's. Therefore, this kid must have poisoned it!
Zhao Wuji swung his palm and slammed it down on Lu Feng's head, without even asking Lu Feng's reason for doing so.
Zhao Wuji had dominated the Soul Master world for many years, and he never made empty boasts before killing.
"Bang!"
The expected sound of a head shattering didn't occur; Zhao Wuji's bear-like paw was firmly caught by a dragon claw.
That dragon claw was as hard as a rock, radiating a chilling aura. Its scales shimmered with a sinister luster in the sunlight, seemingly emanating a mysterious power from the heavens.
The next moment, Zhao Wuji saw a burst of golden light explode before his eyes, causing him to instinctively close them.
Years of combat experience allowed him to react instantly.
His first spirit ring shone brightly, and a spirit power defense covered his entire body. As his spirit power surged, a faint halo enveloped him, like an indestructible shield.
First Spirit Skill: Immovable King Body!
However, Zhao Wuji clearly felt that his defense seemed to be completely non-existent. Three cold claws slashed across his chest.
"Sizzle!"
Three streaks of blood erupted in the air, the blood light particularly dazzling in the dim sky, like blooming flowers of evil.
The next moment, Zhao Wuji felt a tremendous force from his chest, and he was directly sent flying, tracing a messy arc in the air before crashing heavily into a large crater.
Dust billowed at the bottom of the crater. Zhao Wuji struggled to get up, but felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a thousand steel needles were piercing him.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and looked up at the blurry figure in the air, his heart filled with shock and anger.
"Is this his martial soul? But why are there no spirit rings?"
Just how powerful is Lu Feng?
Why was he completely undetected before?
At this moment, Lu Feng stood steadily in mid-air, like a war god descending from the heavens.
Two dragon horns sprouted from his forehead, their surface shimmering with mysterious patterns. His entire body was covered in golden scales, tightly packed and as hard as armor. Under the sunlight, the light was dazzling, blinding.
His dragon wings spread behind him, each flap creating a gust of wind that seemed to tear the air apart.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji felt a dragon's might rush towards him, and a sense of powerlessness rose within him.
His martial soul, the Mighty Vajra Bear, was a top-tier spirit beast. With its immense strength and superior defense, it had earned a formidable reputation in the spirit master world.
But at this moment, Zhao Wuji felt as if he had encountered his natural enemy.
He clearly sensed that his martial soul was trembling, filled with fear.
"How is this possible?"
Zhao Wuji's mind raced, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He had roamed the Soul Master world for many years, encountering numerous geniuses from powerful forces, each possessing extraordinary skills and unimaginably powerful Martial Souls.
However, even someone as powerful as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, known as the number one beast Martial Soul in the world, didn't exert this much pressure on Zhao Wuji.
"Damn it, if I remember correctly, Zhu Zhuqing said this kid is clearly only a three-ring Soul Master." Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He took a deep breath, calming himself. His Soul Power of level 76 was his greatest asset. A mere
three-ring Soul Master dared to provoke him? He
was simply courting death!
Instantly, his third and fifth Soul Rings lit up.
The atmosphere instantly became heavy, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down, making it hard to breathe.
His two Soul Skills had similar effects.
The third soul skill enhances gravity; once activated, the surrounding space seems to distort, slowing the opponent's movements to a crawl, making them feel like they're stuck in quagmire—essentially a control soul skill.
The fifth soul skill, Gravity Compression, subjects the opponent to immense pressure from all directions, as if pulled by an invisible hand, their body uncontrollably propelled towards Zhao Wuji.
Relying on the combination of these two soul skills, Zhao Wuji had been invincible in previous battles.
Simple, direct melee tactics, coupled with powerful soul skill enhancements. Even if the opponent's martial soul quality was high, the absolute difference in soul power level meant Zhao Wuji was confident he could crush their head in one strike.
However, the next moment, Zhao Wuji's eyes widened suddenly.
The enhanced gravity that had previously shoved his opponent into a quagmire, and the domineering gravity compression, now seemed to have struck an invisible wall in front of Lu Feng, unable to affect him in the slightest.
Zhao Wuji stared intently, only to see Lu Feng's body simultaneously glowing with golden and white light.
The lights intertwined, dazzling and radiant, seemingly containing boundless divine power, instantly dispelling the surrounding gloom. It was as if an angel
had
descended.
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1.8times+Chapter 113 Forgiving you is a matter for angels and gods. Chapter 113 Forgiving You is a Matter of the Angel God.
After obtaining the [Holy] and [Light] attributes, Lu Feng discovered that while possessed by the Golden Holy Dragon, he had gained the ability to ward off evil.
Legend has it that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is immune to all evil and forms its own barrier. Soul Masters with this Martial Soul can awaken their innate domain at the Soul Saint stage.
Lu Feng naturally cannot achieve the vast effect of a domain now.
However, the area within three feet around him is under his absolute control. Any external interference will be purified in this small space.
The next moment, a huge mental pressure emanated from Lu Feng.
His eyes suddenly turned deep purple as he glared at Zhao Wuji. His deep eyes were like mysterious vortexes, seemingly able to see through everything in the world, yet also seemingly able to devour people's souls.
Zhao Wuji's heart trembled, and he even felt a sense of surrender.
"Not good, this kid is strange!"
Zhao Wuji made a quick decision and bit his tongue. A sharp pain came, instantly keeping him awake and dispelling the inexplicable fear.
His seventh spirit ring shone brightly, his body grew taller, his muscles bulged, and his entire body was covered in a layer of brownish-yellow fur, instantly transforming him into a majestic brown bear.
Mighty Vajra Bear's Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Spirit True Body!
At this moment, if it weren't for the six spirit rings still encircling his body, he would appear no different from a spirit beast.
Zhao Wuji's powerful spirit energy, enhanced by the Martial Spirit True Body, surged forth like a turbulent tide, resisting the strange power emanating from Lu Feng.
Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, and his entire body shone with intense golden light. That light, like the blazing sun, illuminated the gloomy valley, dispelling the darkness from every corner.
"Roar!" A dragon's roar erupted from Lu Feng's mouth, echoing throughout the valley.
Golden light burst forth, like a galloping golden dragon, shooting straight towards Zhao Wuji.
Wherever it passed, the air was scorched, deformed, and twisted, emitting a "sizzling" sound, as if space itself was being melted by this intense energy.
Faced with such a fierce offensive, Zhao Wuji's mind raced, daring not to slacken in the slightest.
His sixth soul ring lit up, and a surge of energy rapidly gathered from his mouth, the surging soul power almost solidifying, like an energy cannonball.
Sixth Soul Skill: Mighty Vajra Roar!
"Roar!"
The energy shockwave pulsed irregularly, carrying an unstoppable momentum, crashing fiercely towards Lu Feng's golden dragon might.
"Bang!"
The dragon might and the energy wave exploded in the air, releasing a powerful soul power shockwave.
"Rumble!"
The shockwave, like surging waves, reverberated outwards, emitting terrifying sonic booms.
Rocks tumbled down the valley, and trees that would take several people to encircle shook violently.
"Awooo!" The beasts howled and quickly fled the area.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Feng's dragon wings unfurled, and he soared into the air, circling once, easily avoiding the impact of the battle's aftershocks.
In contrast, Zhao Wuji was already at the bottom of the pit, with nowhere to escape. He could only barely raise his hands to protect his head.
Under the powerful impact, Zhao Wuji's internal organs were burned, and a sharp pain spread from his chest and abdomen throughout his body.
"Pfft!" He could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered in mid-air, a horrifying sight.
After the explosion, Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul True Body had been shattered.
He could only barely maintain the state of Martial Soul Possession, his brownish-yellow fur disheveled and devoid of its former majesty.
At the same time, a purplish-brown color rapidly spread to Zhao Wuji's face.
He felt his soul power circulation was greatly hindered. Every time he mobilized his soul power, it was extremely difficult, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, staring intently at Lu Feng in the air. A sense of despair welled up in his heart.
Although Lu Feng's poison had some effect on him, what was truly fatal was the injury he had suffered earlier. His body was already overburdened, and his soul power was severely depleted; otherwise, how could he have been defeated in just a few moves?
If he could do it all over again, Zhao Wuji would have run away the moment he saw the Titan Ape.
"Lu Feng, why did you try to kill me?" Zhao Wuji gasped for breath, each breath bringing excruciating pain to his chest.
He tried desperately to recall, feeling he should have met Lu Feng before,
but he couldn't remember.
"If I have ever offended you unintentionally, I...I apologize."
Zhao Wuji felt no shame in bowing to a Soul Master. On the contrary, for someone like him, survival was paramount.
Face?
What was face worth?
At this moment, Lu Feng's eyes shone with a fierce arrogance, carrying a domineering indifference, as if all things in the world were under his control.
"Apologize?"
Lu Feng chuckled, a sly smile playing on his lips.
"Forgiving you as an Angel God is one thing, but my task is to send you to see the Angel God!"
As his words fell, golden light erupted from his body, his dragon wings flapped, and he spun several times in the air.
A dazzling display of light and shadow, like a golden vortex, churned the surrounding air.
Two golden bolts of lightning shot from his two horns, merging with his body, instantly transforming him into a streak of light that hurtled towards Zhao Wuji.
The speed was incredible, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, carrying a devastating force.
"It's him!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed, filled with shock and realization. Seeing this move, he finally understood why Lu Feng looked somewhat familiar.
"Yes, it's him! Back when I was hunting for Mu Bai's third spirit ring, I encountered a white tiger of suitable age, but he deliberately let it escape."
A wave of regret washed over Zhao Wuji.
It wasn't that Zhao Wuji regretted offending Lu Feng, but rather that he hadn't observed the situation beforehand.
If that giant dragon spirit beast hadn't suddenly appeared, Zhao Wuji would have killed him long ago.
Then, a hint of doubt flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
"This move is clearly that of the giant dragon soul beast, so why does Lu Feng know it too?"
Lu Feng was unaware of Zhao Wuji's thoughts, and of course, he wasn't interested.
"Boom!"
A stream of light, carrying immense force, struck Zhao Wuji like a falling star.
Zhao Wuji's burly body appeared so small and fragile before this overwhelming power, like a withered leaf in a storm, instantly swallowed by the force.
After a deafening roar, the explosion didn't stop, but continued to rage relentlessly. The energy surges were like surging waves, one after another.
Lu Feng flapped his golden dragon wings and slowly ascended into the air.
His eyes were devoid of joy or sorrow, as calm as a deep, icy pool.
After a long while, the dust settled, and Zhao Wuji's figure had long since turned to ashes.
Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Five cannons, stop it!"
Under the moonlight, Lu Feng chased after a spider soul beast, a wild laugh uncontrollably spreading across his face.
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1.8times+Chapter 114 'The Dog-Headed Strategist' Dai Mubai Chapter 114 'The Dog-Headed Strategist' Dai Mubai
This spider's entire body was covered in a gleaming black carapace. Its eight spear-like legs exceeded three meters in length, though four or five were now broken.
White markings on its underside formed a ferocious human face.
Now, half of this face was smashed open, and purplish-black liquid oozed from the wound, instantly corroding the delicate Blue Silver Grass.
A nightmare for small soul beasts, a terrifying and evil killer—the Human-Faced Demon Spider!
However, this Human-Faced Demon Spider was unlucky, encountering Lu Feng's 'Iron Fist of Justice'.
"Boom!"
The spider's body slammed heavily onto a rock. It struggled a few times but couldn't get up again, clearly beyond saving.
Lu Feng walked to the Human-Faced Demon Spider's side, looking down at it.
He could feel this soul beast, known for its evil, trembling beneath his feet.
"Heaven has a benevolent heart; seeing how pitiful you are, I'll spare your life today."
With a thought, Lu Feng flicked a small, fingernail-sized piece of Ganoderma lucidum into the mouth of the Man-Faced Demon Spider.
Instantly, the spider's body trembled violently. The bleeding from its abdominal wound stopped, and a glint of light appeared in its eyes.
The next moment, the Man-Faced Demon Spider, with most of its forelimbs severed, miraculously stood up.
Its small eyes darted around, seemingly wondering why this Soul Master didn't kill it to obtain its Soul Ring.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Without hesitation, the Man-Faced Demon Spider moved swiftly, disappearing into the jungle in the blink of an eye.
Lu Feng looked at the purple orb that had fallen to the ground, a smile playing on his lips.
He had obtained a purple skill fragment [Devour] *1 (5/10).
Originally, after finding this Soul Beast, Lu Feng planned to hunt it down directly to obtain its Soul Bone.
However, he suddenly thought of a problem: the drop of Soul Bones was unpredictable. What if, after killing this Soul Beast, it didn't drop the Eight Spider Lances?
Wouldn't that be a waste of time?
Therefore, Lu Feng decided to play it safe and, like when dealing with the white tiger, get the fragment first.
Lu Feng squatted down and rubbed Luo Wupao's big head, "Wupao, continue tracking this soul beast until you pluck it bald."
"Roar!"
The man and the dog continued their journey into the forest.
Soul Hunting Market, in a hotel room.
The Shrek Academy members gathered together, the atmosphere slightly heavy.
At this moment, Dai Mubai spoke first, breaking the silence, "Seven or eight days have passed already, I think it's pointless for us to continue waiting here."
"What do you mean?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.
"Teacher Zhao is a Soul Saint, since he hasn't returned for so long, I estimate he's still recuperating in the forest." Dai Mubai pondered.
Ma Hongjun nodded, "Boss Dai is right, Teacher Zhao might have been delayed by something, let's discuss helping Xiao Ao obtain a soul ring."
Oscar looked gratefully at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
He had wanted to say this for a long time.
However, among them, he was the weakest and had no say.
In Oscar's view, Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint level expert; how could anything happen to him?
Even if he encountered trouble, they couldn't help him.
"What about Lu Feng and Xiao Wu? Are we just going to abandon them?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang San looked up at Dai Mubai, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Dai Mubai felt a chill run down his spine as he faced the two cold beams of light. He quickly waved his hand and said, "I didn't mean to abandon them. What if—I mean, what if they don't come back? Are we going to wait here forever?"
Dai Mubai coughed lightly and continued, "Tang San, if I'm not mistaken, you broke through to level 30 last night, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned their gaze to Tang San.
"Level 30!"
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
A level 30 Soul Master at less than thirteen years old—even though she came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she had never seen such a talented Soul Master, nor had she ever heard of one.
Oscar stepped forward, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Little San, you're really amazing!"
This was one of the few pieces of good news on this trip.
Dai Mubai stepped forward and said loudly, "We'll go hunting for Soul Masters, and then leave a note at the hotel telling Lu Feng and Xiao Wu to go directly back to the academy."
"The Star Dou Great Forest is too dangerous; we can't go back. I know there's a Soul Beast Forest nearby; that's where I obtained my third Soul Ring," Dai Mubai added.
"I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Oscar and Ma Hongjun immediately raised their right hands. These two were Dai Mubai's 'right-hand men,' and the Shrek Three Scoundrels were quite well-known in Soto City.
Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who didn't move, and pouted. She really wanted to go out; staying in the hotel for several days in a row made her feel like she was going to rot.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong's watery eyes and also raised her right hand.
She was just worried about Lu Feng and wanted to wait a few more days, but she had more confidence in Lu Feng's strength.
Among the group, only Tang San remained silent.
In his opinion, his third spirit ring was far less important than Xiao Wu.
Moreover, there were still two or three days until the time Lu Feng had agreed to. Tang San was almost obsessed; he had no mind to absorb spirit rings until he saw Lu Feng.
At this moment, Dai Mubai walked up to Tang San and said in a deep voice, "Little San, I know you're worried about Xiao Wu. But with your current strength, even if you face that giant ape again, what can you do?"
Dai Mubai patted Tang San's shoulder, "No matter what, improving your strength is always the most important thing."
Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately looked up at Dai Mubai.
He felt like a drunkard who had been suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water, his mind instantly sobering up.
"Yes, Xiao Wu's disappearance is my undeniable responsibility. Ultimately, it's because my strength is too weak."
Tang
San clenched his fists and took a deep breath. He nodded to Dai Mubai and said, "Okay, Boss Dai, I'll listen to you."
Dai Mubai's lips curled slightly at the sight. His plan hadn't delayed the Soul Hunting, and it had satisfied everyone.
Most importantly, he loved the feeling of being looked up to.
Then, Dai Mubai waved his hand and led everyone downstairs.
Hotel reception.
"Hello, we're from Shrek Academy. We'd like to leave a note for my companion."
The receptionist took Dai Mubai's note and glanced at the group.
"Shrek? What are your names?"
Dai Mubai frowned slightly. This receptionist had no sense of propriety at all, somewhat disrespecting him, Young Master Dai.
"My name is Dai Mubai, and his name is Tang San," Dai Mubai said casually.
"Tang San? What a strange name," the waiter muttered under his breath.
He then carefully put the note away. "Alright, if your companion returns, I'll naturally tell him. But if it takes too long, I won't be responsible."
As the group left the hotel, Ma Hongjun grumbled discontentedly, "Hmph, what kind of service is this? I'm never coming back."
"Alright, Fatty, say less," Dai Mubai comforted him.
Inside the Soul Hunter Market, the waiter quickly arrived at a campsite with the note.
"Go report to the boss immediately! That little thief who stole from the treasure vault has appeared!"
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1.8times+Chapter 115 [Devouring] Chapter 115 [Devouring]
Inside the Star Dou Great Forest.
"You inherently evil soul beast, today I, on behalf of the Angel God, will destroy you!"
Lu Feng roared, his body erupting with a powerful golden light.
Bathed in golden and white radiance, Lu Feng seemed to be imbued with holy light, exuding an aura of holiness.
If the Angel God's followers saw him, they would likely kneel before him.
Having acquired the attributes of [Holy] and [Light], Lu Feng felt that with his face alone, he would never have to worry about food, no matter where he went.
Facing Lu Feng's iron fist, a hint of piety appeared in the small eyes of the Human-Faced Demon Spider.
Its body remained motionless, as if silently accepting its fate.
If it had thoughts, it would be recalling its 'spider life,' repenting for the killings it had caused, and then finding peace in its lost life.
If there were an afterlife, it would want to be a 'good spider.'
"Bang!"
A loud crash resounded, the Human-Faced Demon Spider's body trembled violently, then fell completely silent.
A bright spirit ring slowly rose from its body, its deep purple indicating that this spirit beast was over two thousand years old.
Lu Feng ignored the spirit ring, simply swatting it away.
He then took out a dagger from his spirit tool and began dissecting the human-faced demon spider's corpse. "Damn, something went
wrong
!" Lu Feng frowned, looking at the mangled remains he had dissected.
Lu Feng was certain that this spirit beast was Tang San's third spirit ring from the original story.
Within a radius of dozens of miles around the entire outer edge of the forest, there was only this one human-faced demon spider over two thousand years old.
The original story mentioned how to increase the drop rate of spirit bones?
Slaughter it!
Or kill a large number of spirit beasts of the same species in a short period of time.
Looking at the corpse before him, a flash of understanding appeared in Lu Feng's eyes.
"In the original story, this soul beast was brutally killed by Tang San. But now, thanks to its own light attribute, it passed away peacefully."
Lu Feng looked at the purple orb that had fallen beside the corpse and snorted coldly, "Luckily, I'm a step ahead!"
He picked up a fragment of the purple skill [Devour]
[Purple Skill: Devour (10/10) (Can be synthesized)]
Deep in the forest, Lu Feng looked at the soul beast's corpse lying beneath him and frowned slightly.
At this moment, the corpse was completely shriveled, leaving only black fur and a skeleton; it was impossible to even recognize what kind of creature it had been in life.
"No, the soul beast's soul power is too impure. Rather than spending time purifying its soul power, I'd rather cultivate it myself."
Lu Feng threw a punch, and substantial soul power exploded, shattering the skeleton beneath him.
"In the second part of Douluo Continent, there was an evil soul master who cultivated to become a Title Douluo by devouring soul beasts. However, his combat power was mediocre; he could only easily defeat low-level newbies, and he would be easily defeated by soul masters of the same level."
"How about trying to devour soul masters another day?"
"No, I possess the attributes of holiness and light, and I am a loyal supporter of the Angel God. Devouring the cultivation of others is not in line with my identity as a member of the Soul Hall."
"Forget it, let's go back first. My brothers must be getting impatient."
One hundred miles east of the Soul Hunter Market, in an unnamed forest.
In the center of the clearing was the corpse of a huge spider soul beast. Its body diameter exceeded three meters, and its eight thin legs were ten meters long.
Purplish-black liquid flowed everywhere on the ground, and a large area of the surrounding Blue Silver Grass was corroded.
The Ghost-Faced Spider is the largest of all spider-type soul beasts. Unlike ordinary spider soul beasts, it does not rely on venom to hunt, but rather on its size and strength.
The spirit beast before them was enormous, but in reality, it was only just over a thousand years old.
Tang San sat cross-legged on the ground, summoned his Blue Silver Grass, and guided the spirit ring to his head.
This spirit beast's age was rather low for a third spirit ring. However, finding a thousand-year-old spirit beast in a remote forest was already quite good.
Similarly, Oscar was also lucky.
He absorbed a thousand-year-old Wind Speed Serpent, gaining a powerful speed-type auxiliary soul skill.
At this moment, the sky gradually darkened.
The air in the forest was moist, and the rich fragrance of plants was refreshing. If it weren't for the ubiquitous soul beasts, this place might be a paradise on earth.
Dai Mubai and the others surrounded Tang San, protecting him.
About half an hour later, Tang San slowly opened his eyes.
Instantly, a blue-black light surged from his body, making him look more ruthless.
Three soul rings rose from his feet, two yellow and one purple.
Although the purple didn't seem very intense, the smile on Tang San's lips showed that he was very satisfied with this soul ring.
"Congratulations, Little San," Dai Mubai said with a smile.
After obtaining his third soul ring, Tang San grew taller, no longer looking as thin as before; his arms seemed thicker, and the outline of his pectoral muscles was visible.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun also approached. "Congratulations, Xiao San! Let us see what your third spirit ring skill is!"
Tang San nodded, and a burst of blue light suddenly shone from his palm as a spider web about five meters in diameter shot out.
"Third spirit skill: Spider Web Binding!"
Everyone stared intently; the entire spider web was woven from Blue Silver Grass. At this moment, the spider web was at least ten meters in diameter, tightly binding the branches of a large tree with an inner blue light.
"Damn, Xiao San, this spirit skill is practically a crowd control ability!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed in surprise.
Tang San nodded. After releasing the spider web, his face turned noticeably pale, clearly due to excessive exertion.
"My Blue Silver Grass has become even more resilient after absorbing the Ghost-Faced Spider. However, this third spirit skill consumes a lot of energy. With my current spirit power, releasing it three times will deplete my spirit power." "
Slap slap slap!" A series of slaps rang out.
"Who goes there!" Tang San's eyes sharpened, and his right hand quietly reached for the spirit tool at his waist.
At this moment, more than ten Soul Masters, led by a thin man, emerged from the woods.
These Soul Masters wore uniform black uniforms with the character "瘦" (thin) embroidered in gold thread on their chests. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Shrek Academy.
Waves of Soul Power surged, and the mercenaries released their Martial Souls.
Half of these people were Great Soul Masters, and the other six were Soul Venerables. The thin man leading them was clearly a Soul Sect expert.
"Impressive Soul Skill! You're Tang San from Shrek Academy?" the thin man asked, clapping his hands.
"Not bad!" Tang San snorted coldly.
The thin man glanced at the Soul Tool at Tang San's waist and immediately recognized it as a treasure worth at least 100,000 gold Soul Coins.
The thin man carefully examined Tang San. Tang San's clothes were rather simple, and his skin was a healthy yellow from frequent sun exposure.
To him, Tang San seemed like just an ordinary commoner Soul Master.
He was now 100% certain that Tang San's soul tool was something he had bought by reselling stolen goods from the Black Pheasant Mercenary Group.
The skinny man stroked his chin, a cold glint in his eyes. "Make your move!"
"Wait!" Dai Mubai strode forward and shouted, "Boss, I am Dai Mubai. I wonder what my junior has done to offend you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a searing heat brush past his ear.
Dai Mubai rolled awkwardly to the right, narrowly avoiding the fireball. He glanced at his left shoulder and saw that a large section of his hair had been burned off.
"Stop!" Ning Rongrong cried out.
She held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her right hand and a token engraved with swan patterns in her left.
"You must be a mercenary group, right? Offending both the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Royal Family at the same time, have you considered the price you'll pay?"
A Soul Master looked at the Martial Soul in Ning Rongrong's hand and hesitated, "Boss, what do we do?"
A flash of malice appeared in the skinny man's eyes, and he said viciously, "Kill them all, then no one will know it was us!"
(End of Chapter)
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