Dai Mubai was laughing so hard his shoulders shook, pointing at Oscar speechlessly.
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth while holding Su Yu's arm, her eyes curved into crescents from laughter.
Xue Na clung to Su Yu's other arm, equally overcome with mirth, while Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu also wore smiles.
Even the normally steady Tang San's lips twitched as he turned away to suppress his laughter.
Zhao Wuji went so far as to slap Oscar on the back of his head, laughing and scolding:
"You rascal! You truly live up to your Martial Soul! How did you come up with this Spirit Incantation?"
Oscar stared wide-eyed at the doubled-over group, his tone full of complaint:
"Didn't we agree you wouldn't laugh?"
His words only made Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai laugh harder. Ma Hongjun pointed at the Spirit Ability product floating before Oscar while clutching his stomach:
"Oscar, your Spirit Ability is incredible! The Spirit Incantation being funny is one thing, but this sausage... why is it green?"
Everyone followed his gaze to see the Daydreaming Mushroom Sausage glowing with a faint green hue.
Its surface carried a crystalline sheen, and combined with its peculiar name, it indeed presented an indescribable comical appearance.
Watching his companions' uncontrollable laughter, Oscar's cheeks flushed red with inevitable embarrassment.
Though the Spirit Ability effect was quite practical, they kept focusing on the incantation and color.
He instinctively glanced at Su Yu, noticing he only wore a gentle smile without roaring laughter like the others, which somewhat comforted him.
These guys only care about appearances!
Oscar grumbled inwardly, thinking Su Yu was more reliable for valuing the Spirit Ability's practical use.
Su Yu understood his thoughts, stepped forward, picked up the green mushroom sausage, examined it carefully, and nodded:
"The color may be unusual, but the Soul Power fluctuations are pure. What's the Spirit Ability effect?"
Remembering his ability's practical value, Oscar's resentment vanished, replaced by barely concealed pride.
He glanced at the still-snickering Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai and snorted irritably:
"Keep laughing! Hope you never eat my sausages again!"
While speaking, he raised the green-glowing mushroom sausage high, his expression initially strange.
Then he puffed out his chest and announced with particularly proud emphasis:
"My third Spirit Ability—Daydreaming Flight, Mushroom Sausage! Its effect is... flight!"
"Flight?!"
The word instantly stunned the previously amused group, freezing even the smiles on Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai's faces.
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened sharply, his face full of shock as he stepped forward to press:
"What did you say? Flight? This Spirit Ability lets users fly?"
Seeing their reactions, Oscar's pride swelled as he nodded vigorously:
"Exactly! It grants the user flight capability!"
Ahem.
Oscar watched their stunned expressions with inner satisfaction, deliberately clearing his throat before continuing:
"Well, I haven't finished. My third Soul Ring ability provides one minute of flight."
The expressions of those immersed in delight immediately shifted.
The excitement faded from Dai Mubai's face, his brow slightly furrowed—one minute of flight?
What could that accomplish?
He had thought Oscar's third Spirit Ability would provide five or six minutes of duration, which would truly qualify as a strategic-level support.
He stepped forward, patted Oscar's shoulder, his tone deliberately comforting:
"Ah, little Oscar, being able to fly is indeed good, but the time is just a bit short... Still, it's better than nothing."
Ma Hongjun also clicked his tongue: "Yeah, what can you do in one minute? You'd have to land as soon as you take off."
Hearing this, a sly curve lifted the corner of Oscar's mouth, his tone filled with mystery:
"What if... my one minute is flying at the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent's maximum speed for one minute?"
"What?!"
Dai Mubai's eyes widened in shock, his earlier comforting thoughts instantly thrown to the winds.
He grabbed Oscar's arm, disbelievingly pressing for details:
"You mean, after eating your mushroom sausage, one can fly at the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent's maximum speed for one minute?!"
Seeing their astonished expressions, Oscar's grin nearly reached a ninety-degree angle.
But he wasn't the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King, so naturally, he couldn't achieve that difficult angle.
Oscar deliberately puffed out his chest, imitating Ma Hongjun's earlier tone:
"So? Still think my Spirit Ability is useless?"
Zhao Wuji nodded in satisfaction, stepped forward, and patted Oscar's shoulder:
"At least our efforts weren't wasted. Little Oscar, your third Soul Ring is excellent."
"But with your current Soul Power, how many of these mushroom sausages can you produce?"
Oscar thought for a moment, resting his chin on his right hand as he replied:
"If I go all out, I can make ten such sausages at once!"
Zhao Wuji considered it. With seven people participating in the competition, ten would be more than enough!
If Oscar's Soul Power were higher, he could definitely produce more than ten!
After two hours, everyone had rested well. They had come out to help Oscar obtain his Soul Ring, and now that it was successfully acquired, it was time to return!
Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun excitedly headed toward the exit of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Zhao Wuji's expression changed abruptly. He pressed down on their shoulders and looked toward Su Yu:
"Teacher Su, take the children and leave quickly later. I'll hold her off!"
Su Yu shook his head, "It's too late!"
An extremely fierce aura erupted from Zhao Wuji.
With a low roar, he directly summoned his Martial Soul, and the Vajra Gorilla Bear instantly merged with him.
At that moment, a violent cracking sound came from the forest ahead of Zhao Wuji.
A thick arm, as sturdy as an ancient tree, thrust out from among the trees. Wherever it passed, trees as thick as bowls snapped like paper, splinters flying.
Immediately after, a colossal figure silently emerged from the shadows, as if blending into the forest yet exuding an aura that overlooked everything.
The moment they saw this giant, everyone's breath seemed to catch, their hearts gripped by an invisible hand.
They finally understood what Zhao Wuji and Su Yu had been referring to earlier!
It was a Soul Beast as large as a small hill, its form somewhere between an ape and a gorilla, yet far more ferocious and terrifying than either.
Its entire body was covered in jet-black fur, gleaming with a dull luster under the faint starlight and moonlight.
Standing on all fours, its shoulder height alone exceeded seven meters. If it were to stand upright, it would likely surpass ten meters.
A pair of eyes, as large as lanterns, shone with the cold gleam of yellow topaz. As they swept over the crowd, they carried an innate regal pressure, as if gazing upon a swarm of ants.
"It's... it's the king-class Soul Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest—the Titan Giant Ape!"