Shui Bing'er: I'm Going to Have a Child

Tuoba Yan walked over to the Golden Armor Tihun Chicken, gripping its wing with one hand and then seizing the crest on its head.

Next, he took out a dagger from his Storage Soul Guide Device and swiftly sliced open the chicken's throat. Soon, the convulsing Golden Armor Tihun Chicken fell still, and a purple Soul Ring floated out from its corpse.

Then, Tuoba Yan took out his Horse Talisman and handed it to Tuoba Xi.

Finally, he sat cross-legged, and a yellow, century-old Soul Ring descended from above his head.

Behind him stood a green, humanoid shadow with a dragon's head.

The girl's father blurted out, "A mutated Martial Soul!"

A mutated Martial Soul wasn't necessarily stronger; it could just as easily be weaker. There were no other choices.

Tuoba Yan tossed the Horse Talisman to Tuoba Xi.

The Saint Martial Spirit, deprived of the Horse Talisman, transformed from its humanoid form into a stone carving that spiraled.

The other three people present watched in amazement.

A wisp of Soul Power drifted from Tuoba Yan's palm.

As if responding to Tuoba Yan's call, the purple Soul Ring floated towards him, quickly enveloping him.

In an instant, Tuoba Yan felt as if he had entered a fiery furnace.

It was entirely filled with rocks.

The ground was golden yellow, and the sky was also golden yellow. If it weren't for the intense gravity, one couldn't tell the difference between heaven and earth.

The dense energy glowed a brilliant gold.

It wasn't like fog, but rather like golden flames.

Immersed in it, he felt as if he were being roasted in a crucible.

The golden energy seemed to find a release point, seeping into his body through his pores.

"Ah!"

The searing energy pained Tuoba Yan. His features began to distort. Frightened, he quickly used the Holy Dragon Meditation Method.

Under the influence of his spirit, his Innate Soul Power, along with the energy entering his body, began to circulate through his meridians.

The golden energy was like an untamed wild horse, constantly impacting his blood vessels.

At this moment, the effects of consuming his Soul Bone and Whale Rubber took effect.

The blood vessels stubbornly resisted the forceful impact of the energy.

In addition, there was the terrifying gravity. It felt as if countless hands were reaching up from the ground, as if trying to tear Tuoba Yan's body apart.

During the absorption of the golden energy, Tuoba Yan discovered that his Martial Soul, his muscles, were becoming increasingly prominent, brimming with power.

The girl's parents were shocked by what they were seeing.

The girl's father exclaimed, "Senior, your grandson only has one Soul Ring?"

Tuoba Xi asked, "What's wrong?"

The girl's father pointed to the purple Soul Ring enveloping Tuoba Yan, saying, "The Soul Ring's age he's currently absorbing is five thousand years!"

"What are you implying?"

"Senior, absorbing a Soul Ring beyond one's level can lead to a catastrophic explosion."

The girl's father felt compelled to warn Tuoba Xi that his grandson was absorbing a Soul Ring far beyond the upper limit for a Soul Master absorbing their second Soul Ring.

Even, the girl's father's mind was wondering if Tuoba Yan was truly Tuoba Xi's biological grandson.

In response to the reminders, Tuoba Xi said calmly, "I have confidence in him."

The girl's father sighed.

Only the girl remained silent, her eyes fixed on Tuoba Yan. Her bright eyes shone with light, as if she had discovered some secret.

One minute later, Tuoba Yan opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.

The girl's parents exchanged glances.

They were both Soul Emperors, possessing Soul Rings of ten thousand years.

For an ordinary Soul Master to absorb a Soul Ring with a millennium's worth of age, it would take at least five or more hours. Conservatively estimating, absorbing a five-thousand-year Soul Ring would take at least half a day. Yet, Tuoba Yan had only taken a minute.

"That fast?"

The girl's father was surprised.

Tuoba Xi ignored the girl's father, already accustomed to his ways, and asked, "Yan'er, tell me, what Soul Skills did you acquire?"

"Levitate."

"Levitate?"

"My second Soul Skill allows me to levitate objects, including people and myself. It's a support-type Soul Skill."

As he spoke, Tuoba Yan demonstrated his Soul Skill. His body was rendered purple by his second Soul Ring. A golden light emanated from the chicken talisman, enveloping Tuoba Yan, and he lightly tapped his toes, floating into the air.

"Golden Armor Tihun Chicken…levitate…" Tuoba Xi murmured, his deep eyes gazing at Tuoba Yan, then noticing the other three outsiders present, and nodded, "It seems you've inherited the Floating Technique from the Golden Armor Tihun Chicken. Well, you've acquired your Soul Ring, and we should be going!"

At that moment, the girl walked up to Tuoba Yan, her hands clasped behind her back, and introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Shui Bing'er. It's nice to meet you."

"Shui Bing'er?"

Tuoba Yan was taken aback.

The little girl in front of him was actually Shui Bing'er from Skywater Academy, possessing the Ice Phoenix Martial Spirit.

Shui Bing'er was no simpleton; her Martial Spirit was the Ice Phoenix.

In this era of the Douluo Continent, the concept of "absolute" didn't exist. The Soul Power attribute Shui Bing'er possessed was the epitome of ice.

She had once caused Tang San to question his life during the Soul Master Competition, wanting to start training with the Clear Sky Hammer early.

Tuoba Yan smiled faintly. "Hello, I'm Tuoba Yan. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for your father's kindness in giving me the Golden Armor Tihun Chicken. I have a gift for you."

Saying this, Tuoba Yan took Shui Bing'er's hand and moved away from the three adults present.

Once they reached a thicket, Tuoba Yan stopped and noticed tears on Shui Bing'er's face, tracing paths down her cheeks.

Tuoba Yan was stunned and asked with concern, "Why are you crying?"

"You touched my hand."

"Uh… you're crying just because I touched your hand?"

"My mother said that this will lead to having a child."

"Ah?"

Tuoba Yan was dumbfounded. He hadn't anticipated that Shui Bing'er would be crying because of him touching her hand, believing it would result in pregnancy.

Shui Bing'er sniffled softly, "I'm still so little, I don't want to be a mother. Waaah…"

"Uh…"

Tuoba Yan rubbed the back of his head.

Shui Bing'er looked to be no older than seven years old.

Tuoba Yan pondered, wondering what her mother had taught her – that simply touching someone would lead to pregnancy. He lowered his chin, "Is that really how it is?"

"That's what she said."

Tuoba Yan kept his word.

He reached out, "Don't cry."

Tuoba Yan noticed Shui Bing'er was still sobbing.