First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Flight

The first time he entered the Soul Beast Forest, Wu Qi's eyes were filled with anticipation and longing for his First Spirit Ring.

Choosing a spirit ring of around four hundred years for his First Spirit Ring, reaching the limit of what could be absorbed, was crucial for absorbing higher-year spirit rings in the future.

If his First Spirit Ring absorbed a ten-year spirit ring, then when he absorbed a thousand-year spirit ring for his Third Spirit Ring, he would face near-certain death.

Wu Qi understood the importance of training his body. Even when he had been neglected in the Wu Family residence, he had never slacked off in his training.

It could be said that he had made every possible preparation to absorb a perfect First Spirit Ring.

Within Sunset Forest.

Two figures, one large and one small, moved through the outer region.

The Soul Beast Forest was a lawless place. Not only did one need to guard against attacks from soul beasts, but one also had to beware of the human Soul Masters they encountered.

However, before absolute strength, all of that was meaningless.

Along the way, the two encountered villains blocking their path and suffered sneak attacks from soul beasts.

Azure Luan Douluo dealt with them easily every time. Once it was over, he would still smile as he discussed the precautions of hunting soul beasts with Wu Qi.

To him, this might have been nothing more than a minor interruption, but for Wu Qi, who had never witnessed such bloody scenes, it was deeply unpleasant.

"You'll get used to it after vomiting a few more times. The people you've encountered so far can barely be considered the 'good ones' among bad people."

"In the future, you'll definitely encounter people guilty of far greater evils. Their methods are truly horrifying."

Azure Luan Douluo spoke casually as he handed the other a handkerchief and a bottle of water.

After resting for quite a while, Wu Qi raised his head and looked into the distance.

In a fantasy world, cultivation and strength came first. The strong could freely decide the lives and deaths of the weak.

And the wails of the weak before death became a melodious symphony in the eyes of certain perverts.

Therefore, the first step to gaining a foothold on Douluo Continent was to become a Soul Master, then gradually become strong enough to avoid becoming meat on someone else's chopping block.

One day later.

Wu Qi was only a child, so his stamina naturally could not keep up with that of a Titled Douluo.

When he became tired from walking, Azure Luan Douluo had him rest beneath a large tree.

About five minutes later, a crane's cry rang out from the sky.

Azure Luan Douluo suddenly looked up, then smiled. "Xiao Qi, it's fortunate we didn't keep going forward, or we would have missed this fellow."

The cry had come from a Wind Cloud Crane. It was around four hundred years old, making it perfectly suitable as a First Spirit Ring.

One had to know that once a Wind Cloud Crane surpassed Fifty Thousand Years, it could easily stir the winds and clouds of an entire region.

Any soul beast capable of growing to Fifty Thousand Years already possessed an extraordinarily powerful bloodline, let alone the outstanding ones among them.

The Wind Cloud Crane's spirit ring would be immensely helpful to Wu Qi at his current stage.

At that thought, a faint smile appeared on Azure Luan Douluo's lips. He leaped into the air. "Xiao Qi, wait here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot into the sky.

Wu Qi raised his head and looked upward.

With Azure Luan Douluo's strength, there was no way he would encounter trouble dealing with a mere four-hundred-year soul beast.

Looking at this master whom he had known for only a day, Wu Qi's feelings were complicated.

Other than blood relations, the bond between master and disciple was the most reliable. Yet having only just accepted a disciple, no master would possibly place such heavy hopes on him.

Azure Luan Douluo likely did not merely regard him as a disciple, but was raising him as a successor.

The Azure Luan Spirit was a legendary divine bird. Seeing it appear even once was already incredibly fortunate; it would be difficult for a second to ever appear.

In a sense, they were more like kindred spirits cherishing one another.

In a daze, Wu Qi saw Azure Luan Douluo return to the ground with the Wind Cloud Crane in hand.

From making his move to returning, it had taken less than a minute. Was this the speed of a Titled Douluo?

"I've already demonstrated how to absorb a spirit ring for you. Now, it's time for you to absorb your own spirit ring."

Azure Luan Douluo chuckled, dusted off the dirt on his clothes, and casually tossed a sharp dagger into Wu Qi's hand.

Wu Qi caught the dagger and drew its blade. Under the sunlight, its cold gleam was dazzling.

Taking a deep breath, he walked toward the Wind Cloud Crane and, following the position Azure Luan Douluo had told him about, ended its life with a single strike.

Blood splashed across his face, and the stench of blood rushed into his nostrils.

Had this happened before, Wu Qi would certainly have felt uncomfortable.

After Azure Luan Douluo's "desensitization therapy," he was already able to adapt to such bloody scenes.

For a moment, he looked at the other with gratitude all over his face.

Azure Luan Douluo, however, maintained a lazy demeanor and waved a hand. "Absorb the spirit ring as quickly as possible. Your cultivation only begins once we return to the hall."

Wu Qi nodded solemnly, sat down cross-legged, and gently drew the spirit ring toward his spirit with his fingers.

Absorbing a spirit ring below ten thousand years would not cause soul tremors; one only needed to withstand the soul pressure impact carried by the spirit ring.

A four-hundred-year spirit ring was somewhat beyond the limits of a six-year-old child.

The impact of Soul Power contorted Wu Qi's face.

Azure Luan Douluo, who stood guard beside him, lost the relaxed expression on his face and began closely watching every movement he made.

"Can he succeed?"

There had been precedents on Douluo Continent of a First Spirit Ring absorbing a four-hundred-year spirit ring, but those who succeeded had usually undergone six months to two years of Soul Master training beforehand.

Wu Qi, on the other hand, had absolutely no experience in Soul Master cultivation.

Azure Luan Douluo was gambling to some extent. If the absorption succeeded, it would be immensely beneficial to Wu Qi's future.

Even if it failed, he had the ability to interrupt it without causing Wu Qi too much harm.

In any case, Wu Qi was his only "kindred spirit" in this world. He could not simply stand by and do nothing.

Even if he failed, Azure Luan Douluo would find a way to repair his damaged talent.

Time passed second by second.

At this moment, for both master and disciple, every day felt like a year.

Thankfully, after roughly two hours, Wu Qi's condition gradually stabilized. There would be no further surprises during the remaining process.

Azure Luan Douluo finally relaxed. He took a blanket from his Soul Tool, spread it over the ground, then lay down on it and closed his eyes to rest.

By evening, Wu Qi opened his eyes. A yellow spirit ring shone beneath his feet.

"So this is the power of a spirit ring?" Feeling the changes in his strength, he could not help but feel excited.

At this moment, his strength had increased severalfold compared to before.

The power within the spirit ring had fused into a Soul Master's body, bringing an enormous boost.

"What is your soul skill?" Azure Luan Douluo asked leisurely.

Wu Qi turned to look at him.

Ever since entering the forest, Azure Luan Douluo had not picked up the slightest speck of dust. Even now, he was lying on the blanket. Did he have a cleanliness obsession?

Without dwelling on that question, Wu Qi demonstrated his soul skill.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Flight."

The Azure Luan Spirit flapped its wings, stirring up a fierce gust.

A pair of azure wings shot out countless Feather Blades.

The trees ahead were easily knocked down in swathes.

Azure Luan Douluo nodded. "It is somewhat lacking, but this soul skill is merely a starting point. If you can develop it into a Self-Created Soul Skill in the future, its power will certainly increase greatly."

Based on the abilities granted by spirit rings, Soul Masters could cultivate Self-Created Soul Skills.

Because of the insights brought by spirit rings, they were easier to cultivate than ordinary Self-Created Soul Skills.

One had to know that the power of a Self-Created Soul Skill increased along with the Soul Master's strength.

As his strength grew, this storm of Feather Blades would only become more powerful. It might even be capable of contending against Myriad Swords Return to Origin!

"Master, I'm not done yet," Wu Qi could not help reminding him.