Yu Xiaogang: I Think I Was Wrong!

Beneath the blazing sun, even with towering trees providing shade, a hint of chill still lingered in the forest.

Walking at the front, Flender raised his right hand to stop everyone. His tone grew grave.

"There's quite a commotion ahead. Wait here first. I'll fly up and take a good look before we decide what to do!"

As one of the team's four weakest members, Yu Xiaogang felt rather awkward. After all, the others were all children, and even Wang Feng, the eldest, was no older than fifteen.

Liu Erlong flashed to Yu Xiaogang's side and said softly, "Be careful later. If there's any danger, I'll stand in front of you!"

Yu Xiaogang put on a deeply touched expression, but inwardly, he roared in indignation.

Who are you looking down on? He was the great Master—did he really need a woman to protect him?

Ever since obtaining the opportunity to become a god, that small trace of pride in Yu Xiaogang's heart had been magnified without limit. Nothing showed on the surface, perhaps, but one day, it would erupt completely.

After searching for half the day, they found a Lightning Vulture resting nearby.

Yu Xiaogang examined it carefully. Judging from the Lightning Vulture's feathers, it was probably over thirteen hundred years old. This was information he had found in the books at Spirit Hall.

"Look at that Soul Beast ahead. Its level is simply perfect for a first Soul Ring. And Wang Feng happens to have Wind Affinity, so it should suit him very well!"

Wang Feng had also spotted the large bird with its bald head and neck. How should he put it? It was ugly beyond all measure. What good Soul Skill could something like that possibly provide?

"Master, what I actually want is a Lightning Affinity power-type