The Gift

[Mangekyō Sharingan: can be fused to upgrade the Mangekyō Sharingan to the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan. Abilities...]

Inside the hall, Tang Feng looked at the Mangekyō Sharingan that Tang San had brought forth, now in the system's Warehouse. He first cast Life Blessing on himself, then closed his eyes and silently said:

Fuse!

The Mangekyō Sharingan vanished from the system's Warehouse. At the same time, Tang Feng's eyes once again swelled and itched for a full quarter of an hour.

This time, however, there were no bloody tears.

Once the fusion succeeded, Tang Feng opened his eyes and picked up the mirror he had prepared beforehand.

Sure enough, his eyes had changed once again.

The eyes in the mirror no longer had their eerie double-pupil appearance.

Instead, they were a pair of Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan that looked very much like Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

The overall pattern in each eye consisted of eight red petals, with their connecting points rotating counterclockwise and overlapping to form black spiral stripes.

At the very center of the spiral stripes was a black five-pointed star, with a red dot at its center. [Roughly as shown] [Image for reference only]

"Ah, that looks much better."

Tang Feng gazed at his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan in the mirror and sighed.

The Mangekyō Sharingan's abilities did not change when it evolved into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, so Tang Feng's abilities remained Tsukuyomi in his left eye and Death Line in his right.

The only change was the pattern in his eyes.

As for the elimination of the blindness caused by overusing the Mangekyō Sharingan, Tang Feng had Hashirama Cells in his body and would never have gone blind in the first place.

Moreover, Tang San's Sharingan had originally been bestowed by Tang Feng. Thus, after Tang Feng reclaimed it, Tang San would not be able to use Sharingan abilities such as Susanoo without his eyes, as in Hokage.

Having evolved his Mangekyō Sharingan into the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, Tang Feng took Da Ming and Er Ming out of the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch.

The two emerged from the pouch motionless and glassy-eyed, just like the patients in vegetative states Tang Feng had seen in hospitals before.

On second thought, it made sense. Although the Tsukuyomi illusions Tang Feng had created for Da Ming and Er Ming were not as despairing as Tang San's, they offered no hope either.

An endless white space, with no food or water.

There was nothing else, only Da Ming, only Er Ming.

And the faint sound of Xiao Wu and Tang San talking.

Search for Xiao Wu and Tang San, fail to find them, run out of water and food, die, revive, search again, fail to find them, run out of water and food, die, revive, search once more, fail to find them, run out of water and food, die, revive...

They searched over and over, died and revived over and over.

In the end, Da Ming and Er Ming gradually sank into numbness, dying in numbness, reviving in numbness... another endless cycle.

Tang Feng took out a small knife and made a cut on Da Ming's palm.

Drip, drip.

Drops of blood fell into a container Tang Feng had prepared.

Tang Feng's reason for collecting Da Ming's blood was simple: Da Ming had some dragon blood in him, however much or little, and his blood could be used to cultivate the Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art.

After collecting roughly five hundred milliliters of blood, Tang Feng put Da Ming and Er Ming back into the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch.

It was time to give Xiao Xue a surprise.

The God Ascension Stairway.

With Qian Renxue's divine trials approaching, the God Ascension Stairway had become a forbidden area, just like the Sea God's Light on Sea God Island.

Only Qian Renxue and Tang Feng could come here to cultivate.

At that moment, Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on the tenth step, silently cultivating as Soul Power circulated through her body.

She sensed someone approaching, and his presence was familiar. She knew who it was without having to think.

The corners of Qian Renxue's lips twitched as she recalled what had happened that morning.

It was all that guy's fault. He had insisted she swallow it.

Even while talking to her grandfather, she had been afraid he would notice.

She had spent ages washing up that morning before finally clearing the strange taste from her mouth.

She opened her eyes to find Tang Feng standing in front of her, leaning down to look at her.

Qian Renxue stood and wrapped her arms around Tang Feng's neck, pressing her shapely body against his as their eyes met.

"Didn't you go back to cultivate your Dōjutsu?"

"I don't see much of a difference."

"Really?"

Tang Feng focused his Soul Power in his eyes. His pupils changed instantly, revealing the pattern of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

Looking at Tang Feng's gorgeous, wickedly alluring eyes, Qian Renxue parted her lips in a small "oh," clearly dazzled.

She exclaimed in admiration:

"They're so beautiful!"

Her head drew closer to Tang Feng's face of its own accord as she studied the patterns in his eyes.

In all her life, this was the first time Qian Renxue had seen such intricate yet symmetrical patterns in someone's eyes.

She asked curiously:

"What can it do?"

"Create illusions and see an opponent's weaknesses."

"So it's related to spiritual power?" Qian Renxue asked.

"As it happens, Spirit Hall has a Head Soul Bone right now. Do you want it?"

"All I have to do is tell Grandpa."

Tang Feng ruffled Qian Renxue's hair and said:

"Better not. Let's not put your grandfather through any more trouble."

Tang Feng had two reasons for declining Spirit Hall's Head Soul Bone. First, it was too young for him to think much of it.

Second, he did not want to put the old man through any more trouble.

It was easy to say all they had to do was tell Qian Daoliu.

In practice, however, it would be very difficult. From what Tang Feng could tell, at least five Spirit Hall elders from Bibi Dong's faction would oppose it, and perhaps Bibi Dong herself would too.

It was not worth it.

"Oh, right. I brought you a gift especially when I came back this time."

"A gift!?"

At the word "gift," Qian Renxue immediately brightened.

She planted a hearty kiss on Tang Feng's cheek.

The last time Tang Feng had said he would give her a gift, he had given her six Self-Created Soul Skills, collectively named the "Six Powers," a very practical set of Soul Skills.

She wondered what Tang Feng would give her this time.

"Let's go find your grandfather first. We'll leave the gift with him so it doesn't run away."

"Run away?" Qian Renxue was puzzled.

What kind of gift could run away?

Full of happiness and curiosity, Qian Renxue went with Tang Feng to the Great Enshrined Hall.

"Xiao Xue, Xiao Feng, you're here."

"What is it?"

Qian Daoliu turned away from the statue of the Six-Winged Angel and looked at the two of them.

"I brought Xiao Xue a gift. I'll leave it with you for now so it doesn't run away."

As Tang Feng spoke, he reached into the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch.

"Hmm?"

Qian Daoliu was puzzled too. He looked at Tang Feng's Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, curious about what gift Tang Feng had brought Xiao Xue.

Why would it run away?

When Tang Feng took a young man out of the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, Qian Renxue was dumbfounded. What did Tang Feng mean by this? Why was he giving her a person? And a man at that?

Wasn't he afraid she would kill this gift?

Unlike the dumbfounded Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu's eyes widened.

Hmm!!!

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!" Even Qian Daoliu, experienced and knowledgeable as he was, was shocked by Er Ming, whom Tang Feng had pulled out of the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch.

As a divine high priest himself, he had only eight black Soul Rings and one red one; only his ninth Soul Ring was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

His other eight Soul Rings were merely at the ten-thousand-year level.

One could imagine how scarce Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings were.

Tang Feng was an exception, with two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. That was why Qian Daoliu treated him well.

He was talented and capable, and Xiao Xue liked him too. Only then had Qian Daoliu agreed to let Xiao Xue be with Tang Feng.

Now Tang Feng had produced another Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, one that came with a Soul Bone. Not only that, it was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form.

Killing him would be even simpler and faster.

"What? Grandpa, you're saying he's a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?" Qian Renxue was stunned. She had not expected Tang Feng's gift to be so precious.

"That's right. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, with less than rank thirty Soul Power right now."

"And he seems to have lost consciousness."