First Soul Ring, Hundred-Thousand-Year Vajra Dire Bear Emperor!

For the past two days, Yu Fan had been hunting Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest like a madman.

Most of them were apex predator Soul Beasts with sharpness or strength attributes.

Through the system's Ring Fusion and Refinement Function, he kept increasing the age of his Vajra Berserk Bear Soul Ring.

His Morality Points were being consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Until finally-

"Roar!!"

The big-stomached Ghost Tiger, who had eaten his fill and grown fat, now had nearly fifty thousand years of cultivation. One could only imagine how much of the Soul Beasts' source energy he had devoured to get there.

Only at that moment did he realize:

Choosing really did matter more than working hard.

Once the Ghost Tiger's cultivation reached fifty thousand years, he could split into five Ghost Shadow Clones at once, each with strength equal to his main body.

Aside from being a little more fragile, they had no major problems.

And this was clearly not something an ordinary Ghost Tiger could do. It meant that this trashy Ghost Tiger...

Had finally begun to transform.

He had forced his way up there purely by gobbling down Soul Beast source energy.

"Ninety thousand years!"

A trace of scarlet had begun to show through the ink-black ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring beneath Yu Fan's feet.

The Golden Dragon Spear in his hand was filled with boundless ferocity. Who knew how many wronged souls of Soul Beasts were roaring within it?

Though he had indeed killed some Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts over the past two days, there had only been a dozen or so.

Some Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were unsuitable, and others had failed to know their place...

They could only serve as fodder for refinement or an extra meal for the Ghost Tiger.

He now had only two thousand Morality Points left.

"This is the last refinement and fusion."

"Whether I can get an Ultimate Attribute entry depends on this."

The Vajra Berserk Bear had now advanced into a Vajra Dire Bear Emperor, with both high strength and sharpness attributes.

"Roar!!"

The Ghost Tiger led the way. One of his clones had found traces of another Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with a sharpness attribute.

It had to be said, with the help of a Ghost Tiger who knew the terrain, Yu Fan got twice the results with half the effort.

The only pity was that the Ghost Tiger couldn't speak.

One of these days, he really had to go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and get some Immortal Herbs. Maybe they could awaken the Ghost Tiger's intelligence.

A short while later, Yu Fan arrived at a canyon.

A thirty-thousand-year Sword-Backed White Tiger lived at the bottom, an extremely rare mutated Soul Beast.

It had light and sharpness attributes. Before evolving, it had been the White Tiger Martial Soul of the Star Luo Empire's lineage.

"Roar!"

The Ghost Tiger stood in front of Yu Fan, seemingly asking for credit.

Yu Fan nodded slightly. This Sword-Backed White Tiger was indeed very suitable.

If he hadn't already absorbed the Vajra Berserk Bear...

This Sword-Backed White Tiger should have been even more compatible with him, making it the best choice available at present.

Unfortunately, now it could only serve as fodder.

"Even though it's only thirty thousand years old, it's still pretty good."

"It should be enough to raise my ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring to a hundred thousand years."

Yu Fan jumped into the canyon, making a grand entrance like a king descending from the heavens.

With his hands behind his back, the fierce wind formed by the Way of Jin and Che around his body swirled like a tornado.

Just like that, he plunged diagonally from the sky and landed like a missile.

"Boom!!"

After the tremendous crash,

The Sword-Backed White Tiger jolted in alarm and looked up at the figure amid the billowing dust.

The next moment,

"Way of Jin and Che!"

Before the dust had settled, a pure white slash of air emerged from its center,

Instantly blasting the dust apart to either side

And hurtling straight toward the Sword-Backed White Tiger.

"Whoosh!!"

This strike of the Way of Jin and Che was no longer what it had been before.

Empowered by a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring...

It could kill this Sword-Backed White Tiger in an instant.

However, the Sword-Backed White Tiger reacted extremely quickly, lunging fiercely to the side.

But the Way of Jin and Che was simply too fast.

"Roar!!"

A wail rang out.

The Sword-Backed White Tiger's hind leg was severed. Even though it had reacted with extreme speed, it was still gravely injured.

Yu Fan emerged from the dust, waving one finger. He had only casually flicked out that strike of the Way of Jin and Che, so naturally its damage was nothing to speak of.

"Oh, you can take quite a beating."

"Though I suppose that makes sense. If you couldn't, you wouldn't have become a mutated Soul Beast."

A black Soul Ring tinged with red slowly lit up beneath his feet.

"Roar!!"

In an instant, a look of horrified fear appeared on the Sword-Backed White Tiger's face.

It instinctively began to back away, but with its leg severed, it accidentally fell to the ground.

"Die!"

Yu Fan's final slash came down.

The Sword-Backed White Tiger died.

An ink-black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring slowly rose from its remains.

"Finally."

Yu Fan grabbed the thirty-thousand-year Sword-Backed White Tiger's Soul Ring and crushed it to pieces.

"System, fuse it for me!"

The system's mechanical voice rang out.

[Ding! Fusing the thirty-thousand-year Sword-Backed White Tiger Soul Ring...]

[Estimated cost: 1,000 Morality Points!]

[Remove the light attribute and retain only the sharpness and strength attributes?]

"Yes!"

As Yu Fan's voice fell,

[Ding! Fusion successful!]

[Current Soul Ring: Hundred-Thousand-Year Vajra Dire Bear Emperor!]

[Soul Ring attributes: Ultimate Strength, Ultimate Sharpness!]

An ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could not achieve even a single Ultimate Attribute.

But he had achieved this through continuous refinement and fusion of more than a dozen of the same high-level attributes.

Naturally, he could achieve Ultimate Attributes.

"Whoosh!!"

The next moment, a scarlet Soul Ring slowly lit up beneath Yu Fan's feet.

This was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

The Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was stained with blood, no longer the usual rose-red.

The Vajra Dire Bear Emperor within the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was incomparably powerful, and a terrifying pressure washed over him.

"Roar!!"

The fifty-thousand-year Ghost Tiger held the Sword-Backed White Tiger's hind leg in his mouth.

When he saw Yu Fan, he slowly knelt on the ground.

"Eat. This Soul Beast is of high quality. It should be able to increase your age by another ten thousand years."

"It's a thirty-thousand-year, top-grade mutated Soul Beast, after all, and it's related to you too. The effect shouldn't be too weak."

Yu Fan figured that, given the fifty-thousand-year Ghost Tiger's current ability to devour, he should be able to break through to sixty thousand years.

Only at a hundred thousand years would there be a watershed.

The Three Ant Emperor Brothers had originally been ordinary male ants. They had no skills of their own, only brute strength.

But after wicked thoughts led them to eat the ant queen in their nest...

The Three Ant Emperor Brothers opened the door to a whole new world, and then they ate and ate and ate...

Fine, eat if you want!

But what was with going after nothing but ant queens?

In the end, the three brothers defied the odds and rose to become ninety-thousand-year Soul Beasts!

The Three Ant Emperor Brothers were fundamentally inferior to even a ten-thousand-year Ghost Tiger, yet they had managed to eat their way to that level.

If other Soul Beasts ate their own kind, they probably would have reached a hundred thousand years long ago.

"Now that I have a hundred-thousand-year one, I have to show off."

"Otherwise, is my Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring just for decoration?"

Yu Fan glanced at the system interface, at his empty balance of Morality Points.

That was the nest egg he had painstakingly saved up.

No, he had to find a way to earn it back.

"Spirit Hall, I, Tang San, am here."

When away from home, your identity was yours to decide.

Three days later, when Yu Fan appeared in Spirit City once more,

He set up a fighting arena on the busiest street, with several large characters written clearly on it.

[If I desire benevolence, benevolence arrives]

There was also a translation underneath.

[Whoever I want to chop in half, I can chop in half]

That wasn't even the main point.

The main point was that a sixty-thousand-year Ghost Tiger was right under Yu Fan's butt.

The Ghost Tiger also had a sign hanging on his forehead.

It read...

[If you don't like it, come fight. If you win, I'll even give you my life]

The Soul Masters passing by were all dumbfounded.

Wait, what?

What the fuck was this supposed to be?

A sixty-thousand-year Ghost Tiger had entered the city?

Was no one in the city defense force really going to do anything?

"You're bullshitting, bro!"

"Have you ever fucking seen a sixty-thousand-year Ghost Tiger?"

"And one that's being fucking ridden!"

The scene was utterly shocking. As far as they knew, Soul Beasts were all incomparably proud creatures.

Who could have imagined

That one was now being ridden by a muscleman?