Ah Yin's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring

The Swordbreak Mountain Range.

A secluded valley, a pool of clear water.

Tang Hao sat by the pool, with a slender Blue Silver Grass plant over a meter tall growing beside him.

This Blue Silver Grass lacked the gentle blue glow of ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It looked somewhat red overall—not bright red, but a dark bloodred.

It gave off a deeply eerie feeling.

Tang Hao gently stroked a leaf of the Blue Silver Grass, telling it about his past.

Perhaps tired of listening to Tang Hao's boring little stories, the Blue Silver Grass gently twisted its stem and pulled its leaf free of his hand.

Seeing this, Tang Hao used his Soul Power to squeeze a drop of blood from his fingertip and drip it onto the Blue Silver Grass's leaves and stem, as he had grown accustomed to doing.

On the part of the Blue Silver Grass that caught the blood, tiny pores barely visible to the naked eye opened in its epidermis. It absorbed the blood and transported it through its vascular tissue to the entire plant.

The Blue Silver Grass gently twisted, as though it felt delighted after absorbing the blood.

Tang Hao was happy to see this. Ever since it had begun absorbing his blood, Ah Yin had been growing at a rate visible to the naked eye. He reckoned he might see Ah Yin once more in his lifetime.

He took the leaf in his hand again, and this time the Blue Silver Grass did not pull away.

Just as Tang Hao was about to continue his story, his entire body suddenly stiffened, as though struck by lightning.

"Pwah!"

He abruptly spat out a mouthful of dark red blood into the pool.

Trembling all over and pale-faced, he covered his mouth and staggered to his feet.

Forcing himself to endure the agonizing pain throughout his body, Tang Hao went over to a wooden bowl and spat all the blood in his mouth into it.

He couldn't waste it. It was all nourishment Ah Yin needed to grow.

Only after spitting out the blood did Tang Hao summon his Martial Soul.

He had clearly felt that something was wrong with his Martial Soul just now. Not only that, but the inexplicable blow that had gravely injured him had also reduced his strength by at least ten levels.

He was no longer a Titled Douluo!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black. Eight Soul Rings in total—one was missing!

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring that belonged to Ah Yin!

"This... can't... be!"

Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer with only eight Soul Rings left, Tang Hao groaned in agony. Unwilling to give up, he recalled the Clear Sky Hammer and summoned it again.

There were still only eight Soul Rings. The red hundred-thousand-year ninth Soul Ring that belonged to Ah Yin was gone!

It wasn't his imagination. It was really gone!

"Ah Yin—"

"Aah!!!!!!"

Tang Hao let out a tortured scream, his eyes rolled back, and he fell stiffly to the ground.

By the pool, the dark red Blue Silver Grass twisted its stem. Under the main plant's control, its roots, buried underground, stretched toward the pool.

There was nourishment there that it needed to grow.

A message appeared announcing the successful catch:

[Obtained: Empty] ×6

[Obtained: One Ah Yin Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring (no side effects, sacrifice version, can be absorbed at any time)]

[Obtained: Empty] ×4

[Obtained: Six Powers (adapted, can be taught)]

[Obtained: Empty] ×3

"Huh?"

Tang Feng stared at the information that had popped up from the system, utterly dumbfounded. Was this Ah Yin Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring the same thing he thought it was?

If it was, then things had gotten interesting.

He had been worrying about what Soul Beast to hunt for his third Soul Ring. Now he'd been spared the trouble.

As for the Six Powers.

They were the basic skills taught to new recruits in the Navy and World Government in the world of Pirate King. They were highly practical, especially Geppo, Soru, and Kami-e.

The "can be taught" at the end meant that, much like the secret techniques in Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, they could be cultivated by the natives of the Douluo Continent.

After some thought, Tang Feng learned the Six Powers first. If he had the chance in the future, he could teach them to people he trusted.

As for Ah Yin's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, his spiritual power had now grown enough that he had a way to conceal his Soul Rings. He no longer had to worry about explaining to others why his third Soul Ring was another hundred-thousand-year one.

With that thought, Tang Feng took the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring out of the system inventory.

The moment the Soul Ring appeared, it automatically settled around Tang Feng.

The bottleneck at level thirty vanished, and the Soul Power in his body continued to grow.

"Huh?"

"I've absorbed it already?"

Tang Feng was surprised. He could only say that a system product really was guaranteed to be top quality.

No side effects, sacrifice version, absorbable at any time—it really had delivered on every promise.

After Tang Feng successfully absorbed another Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, his Soul Power surged by three levels, reaching level thirty-three.

At the same time, Tang Feng learned what the two Soul Ring skills granted to him by this second Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring were.

Child of Nature and Life Blessing.

Ah Yin Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring Soul Skill: Child of Nature (passive): Overall strength changes according to the density of the surrounding vegetation. Even in an environment without any plants, it guarantees a minimum increase of ten percent. It will never cause a negative effect.

Ah Yin Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring Soul Skill: Life Blessing: Converts Soul Power into life energy and releases it in the form of a blessing. Its effects include restoring Soul Power, healing injuries, purification, and an all-around boost. If the target of the blessing is a plant, it can accelerate that plant's growth and evolution. (Can be used on oneself.)

Still overtuned, still all about the numbers, still all about the mechanics.

Tang Feng hardly dared imagine it. Once his strength reached the point where he could use Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence, he could use it again in Sage Mode.

Add Life Blessing, then Child of Nature, and he could step on his right foot with his left, then his left foot with his right, spiraling straight up into the heavens on the spot.

With one move, Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands: Top Transformed Buddha, leaving aside the gods of the divine realm for now, even a Level 99 Limit Douluo probably couldn't withstand it.

As for the ten great Ferocious Beasts, could those things even kill anyone?

Putting those thoughts aside, Tang Feng left the Worship Hall and headed back to the God Ascension Stairway to cultivate.

Time flew. Four years later.

"Mmph... mmph... mmph..."

Tang Feng's muscles were tense all over. Qian Renxue knelt before him, making whimpering sounds.

"Mm~"

After humming softly and swallowing with difficulty, Qian Renxue recalled what her grandfather had said the previous afternoon. She looked up and asked:

"Xiao Feng, my grandfather wants me to begin the Angel God Trial after I reach level seventy."

"He said that as long as I pass the divine trial, I can become the Angel God. It's much easier than cultivating normally, one step at a time, to level one hundred."

Tang Feng came back to his senses and thought for a moment before saying:

"You can start it, but there's no need to rush through the trials."

"If you can, stretch out the time for each trial as close to the limit as possible."

Qian Renxue was already used to Tang Feng knowing even about things like divine trials. It would have been strange if he didn't know.

Qian Renxue had asked why Tang Feng knew so much, and every time he had answered that he had read it in a book.

Well, the physical book Douluo Continent was a book too.

"Why?"

"Wouldn't it be better to finish as early as possible?" Qian Renxue asked, puzzled. After helping Tang Feng clean up, she got up and sat down beside him.

Tang Feng's gaze grew profound as he explained:

"Because I think someone tampered with the Angel God Trial."

"No, to be precise, a god tampered with it!"

"What!" Qian Renxue was shocked and hurriedly asked:

"Why? Doesn't the Angel God care about her own inheritance?"

"The Angel God?"

"Ha!" Tang Feng chuckled and slowly shook his head.

"She's been out of contact for a long time."

"That's exactly why other gods can interfere with the Angel God's divine trial."

"I'm asking you to stretch out the divine trial as long as possible to give me some time too, some time to grow."

"I don't want someone tampering with the Angel Godhood you inherit."

Especially that old bastard Sea God.