Da Ming and Er Ming

"Little San, save me!!!"

"Ah—"

A shrill scream, tragic and forlorn, pulled Tang San, who was already filled with the desire to die, back to reality.

"Xiao Wu!"

Tang San shouted and hurriedly reached for Xiao Wu's arm, wanting to pull her into his embrace. But before he could touch her, Xiao Wu vanished completely.

"No~"

Tang San cried himself hoarse, desperately trying to hold on to her, but in the end she vanished like a bubble.

Even Tang Feng had not expected Xiao Wu to break free of the King Ball's control in the final second of her life.

It was her last burst of life before death, so to speak.

Still, it was no serious problem. He had successfully obtained both the Soul Ring and the Soul Bone.

The blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring pulsed around Tang Feng.

Tang Feng examined it briefly. The Soul Ring had not undergone some bizarre mutation, such as Xiao Wu's soul suddenly popping out.

For safety's sake, though, Tang Feng did not intend to use the Soul Ring's Soul Skills, especially the explosive Eight-Stage Throw.

If he ended up throwing himself, that would be quite unpleasant.

As for the Soul Bone's Soul Skills, he had far fewer reservations.

Invincible Golden Body and Teleportation were still very useful.

After confirming that he was in excellent condition and that his Soul Power Level had advanced to level twenty-eight,

Tang Feng was overjoyed. It was time to return to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and continue cultivating.

With the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone's Soul Skill and the Soft Bone Rabbit Right Arm Bone's Soul Skill, Tang Feng took flight and teleported, vanishing from Tang San's sight in an instant.

Watching the direction Tang Feng had left in, Tang San clenched his fists and gnashed his teeth, wishing he could eat his flesh raw, drink his blood, peel off his skin, pull out his tendons, and grind his bones to ashes.

Just as Tang San was preparing to leave Holy Soul Village and seek out his teacher, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, to ask what sacrifice was, Tang Feng suddenly returned.

Tang San was startled and hurriedly sprang back several meters. Panicking, he thought Tang Feng had come to kill him.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. Xiao Wu's lips are very moist."

With that, Tang Feng vanished once more.

Tang San was left standing alone, dumbfounded.

"Argh!!!"

"Tang Feng! I'll kill you!!!"

The Star Dou Great Forest.

Er Ming, a hundred-thousand-year-old Titan Giant Ape who had been playing in the mud by the lake with nothing better to do, abruptly stood up and looked into the distance.

"Was that my imagination?"

Rumble~

The lake churned as Da Ming, the Azure Sky Bull Python with the head of a bull and the body of a serpent, rose from the water and looked in the same direction as Er Ming.

"Da Ming!" Seeing Da Ming emerge from the lake, Er Ming hurriedly said:

"Something... seems to have happened to Sister Xiao Wu!"

"It seems to be a sacrifice! I'm going to save Sister Xiao Wu!"

With that, Er Ming prepared to race toward Holy Soul Village, where Xiao Wu was.

"Stop!"

Da Ming bellowed. He too desperately wanted to help Sister Xiao Wu, but firstly, the distance was too great, and there was not enough time;

Secondly, once a sacrifice began, it could not be stopped. Sister Xiao Wu's fate was already sealed;

Thirdly, Sister Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who had taken human form, and only a Titled Douluo could see through her identity. If there was only one Titled Douluo, that was one thing, but if several had surrounded her, he and Er Ming would be going to their deaths.

"Er Ming, I know you're worried about Sister Xiao Wu's safety. How could I not be?"

"But what good will going now do?"

"By the time you get there, Sister Xiao Wu will have been dead for a long time!"

Er Ming pounded his chest with both fists, producing a thunderous boom. Refusing to accept reality, he said angrily:

"No, Sister Xiao Wu definitely won't die!"

"Even if she is dead, I'll bring her Soul Bone back!"

"Stop shouting! Let me think about what to do!" Da Ming first bound the raging Er Ming with his tail, then pondered what to do next.

Going to the human world in a Soul Beast's body was impractical. The moment he showed himself, he would surely be surrounded and attacked.

So if he wanted to go to the human world unnoticed, find out how Sister Xiao Wu had died, and learn why she had sacrificed herself, he would have to take human form.

He and Er Ming could not both take human form and cultivate anew, or they could easily be wiped out together. But if he took human form, Er Ming certainly would not agree, while if Er Ming took human form, he would not be at ease...

Sunset Forest, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dugu Bo helped Tang Feng cultivate every day, as Tang Feng had requested.

But when he entered the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he did not see Tang Feng in the spring.

"Hm? Did he go out?"

"Then I'll wait a while."

A long time later, Tang Feng returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Dugu Bo, who had been cultivating, hurriedly rose to greet him.

But when he sensed Tang Feng's cultivation realm, he froze on the spot.

"Level twenty-eight?" Dugu Bo exclaimed.

"I haven't seen you for one day, and you've jumped eight levels?"

Wasn't that outrageous?

Dugu Bo stared at Tang Feng as though he were a monster. What kind of freak was he? Cultivating was as easy as drinking water for him.

"I absorbed a Soul Ring, so naturally I reached level twenty-eight."

"Damn... Do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Dugu Bo was amused.

"Do you think you absorbed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring? Never mind whether your current physique could absorb one successfully. Even if you did absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, it couldn't make you rise eight levels in a row."

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Hiss~"

Seeing Tang Feng's expression, which seemed to say, "You actually guessed right," Dugu Bo sucked in a cold breath.

"No way."

"Hold on, brother, did you really absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?"

Tang Feng nodded.

Seeing that, Dugu Bo was utterly impressed.

"You really are a freak."

Dugu Bo was very interested in where Tang Feng's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had come from and how he had absorbed it, but it was obviously Tang Feng's secret, so Dugu Bo tactfully refrained from asking further.

He simply kept marveling at how damn impressive Tang Feng was.

At the edge of the spring in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Soul Power surged around Dugu Bo. With precise control, he separated out an amount roughly equal to that of a level-forty Soul Master, then sent it pressing toward Tang Feng in the center of the spring from every direction.

In the past, this level would have been enough for Tang Feng to cultivate, but after he absorbed Xiao Wu's Soul Ring and Soul Bone, the pressure from level-forty Soul Power was no longer worth mentioning.

"Keep increasing it. Stop when I say so."

In the spring, Tang Feng was expressionless, showing no sign of pressure.

Hearing this, Dugu Bo began gradually increasing his Soul Power output.

Level forty-one Soul Power, level forty-two Soul Power... level forty-four Soul Power... level forty-seven Soul Power.

Only when Dugu Bo's Soul Power output reached level forty-seven did Tang Feng's body begin to tremble slightly.

With level-twenty-eight Soul Power, he was enduring a Titled Douluo's level-forty-seven Soul Power pressure head-on without using his Martial Soul, his expression unchanged and without the slightest discomfort. It was unprecedented and utterly monstrous.

Was he even fucking human?

As the one releasing the Soul Power pressure, Dugu Bo knew exactly how much pressure Tang Feng was under.

An ordinary Soul Master at that level would have died who knew how many times over. Even a level-forty-seven Soul Master faced with a Titled Douluo's Soul Power pressure at the same level would have only one outcome without activating their Martial Soul: lying on the ground, unable to move.

Considering Tang Feng's current age and Soul Power, Dugu Bo did not increase the Soul Power pressure any further. He asked:

"Should I continue?"

"Keep going. I want to see my limit."

His limit? Dugu Bo was intrigued by Tang Feng's words.

He had known Tang Feng for nearly half a month, yet he still seemed not to know what Tang Feng's Martial Soul was. He had only heard from Yan Yan that Tang Feng's first Soul Ring appeared to be yellow.

That day, after putting Dugu Bo inside the ball, Tang Feng had revealed his Soul Ring.

Other than that, Dugu Bo had neither seen nor heard anything more about Tang Feng's Soul Rings.