"Blue Silver Grass, emerge!"
"First Spirit Ability, Root Hardening!"
As three strands of Blue Silver Grass rose from the ground, the white spirit ring behind Tang San lit up with a white glow.
"Buzz!"
After a humming sound, the three strands of Blue Silver Grass were successfully turned into Blue Silver Rods.
"Teacher, Big Brother, take them. You can use them for protection."
Watching from the shadows, Fu Ye immediately gave Tang San a thumbs-up. Tang San's future profession was practically settled—broom and mop sellers would probably have to come to him to stock up on Blue Silver Rods.
"Mm, Xiao San is thoughtful."
Seeing Tang San's spirit ability, Tang Chuan was delighted.
Both the Sea God and Asura God divine positions could only be his. As for his former self, he was only fit to grovel at his feet like a dog.
"Mm, let's hurry and help you find a spirit ring, Xiao Chuan!"
Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that Tang San's First Spirit Ability was utterly underwhelming.
It could be said that eighty-four percent of his first spirit ability was useless, because it was truly only sixteen percent useful.
Of the three present, only Tang San, that country bumpkin fool, was still smugly pleased with himself.
They continued onward for roughly a quarter of an hour.
"Xiao Chuan, have you decided on your first spirit ring?" After passing the third Plant Element spirit beast, Yu Xiaogang asked.
"Mm, I've already decided."
Tang Chuan looked toward the distant lake. He knew that a snake would be hiding by its shore—a four-hundred-year Mandala Snake!
"Brother Chuan! Teacher! Watch out!"
Tang San's urgent voice came from their side. The next moment, dozens of gray figures surrounded them!
As the sky gradually darkened, the spirit beasts within the Soul