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Today was the fourth day since the three of them had arrived at the Spirit Beast Forest.

After the first day, the Old Butler had stopped letting Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong face Spirit Beasts alone. Instead, he personally drove off any Spirit Beasts foolish enough to block their path, speeding up the search.

Yet even so, after three days, they had Found Nothing.

Qian Chaoguang, who had thoroughly read the Original Work, and the experienced Old Butler both knew how rare Spirit Attribute Spirit Beasts were, so neither of them grew anxious.

Huo Yutong was different. With her mother alone in the Duke's Mansion constantly on her mind, she appeared somewhat uneasy.

Seeing Huo Yutong hesitate, her face full of conflict, the Old Butler could not help but Sighed.

A Spirit-Type Soul Beast of a suitable age was indeed difficult to find.

If this dragged on any longer, Qian Chaoguang and he himself would be fine, but he worried that the Duchess would use this opportunity to make trouble for Huo Yun'er.

Without his protection, her days in the manor would truly be like walking on thin ice.

"Let's pick up the pace. We'll stay for another day and a half. If we still find no trace of a suitable Spirit Beast, we'll head back tomorrow afternoon," the Old Butler said.

"Grandpa Zhu, how about I just find any Hundred-Year Soul Ring and absorb it? As long as I have a Soul Ring, won't I be able to advance and become a real Soul Master?"

Huo Yutong tugged at the Old Butler's sleeve and voiced what was in her heart.

"You and Brother Zhaoguang have already been delayed for several days just to help me obtain a Soul Ring."

"No."

"No."

Qian Chaoguang and the Old Butler spoke in unison.

The Old Butler crouched down and patiently explained, "Even if we choose not to obtain this Soul Ring for now, we cannot settle for something inferior. Xiao Tong, your talent is excellent. In the future, you may even have a chance to become a Titled Douluo."

"If you casually absorb just any Soul Ring, it would be a complete waste. This is a matter that will affect your entire life. Don't you want to give your mother a good life someday? Don't you want to take revenge on that wicked woman who bullied you and your mother? If you can attain the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, even that brat Dai Hao will have to come and apologize to you in person."

Huo Yutong said conflictedly, "Of course I do, but..."

"Careful. Something is approaching. I sense danger."

Qian Chaoguang suddenly interjected, cutting off her unfinished words.

With a sharp ring, his Silver White saber flew from its sheath and Pointed toward the direction from which the danger was coming.

The Old Butler rose to his feet as well, an involuntary smile appearing on his face.

"Looks like we're lucky. If nothing goes wrong, we'll be able to go home in an hour."

Roar!

A roar shook the forest as a red shadow charged toward them from afar.

"Beast, you came at the right time!"

Battle intent blazed in Qian Chaoguang's eyes. The Bloodline Power within his body suddenly accelerated, driving his strength to its peak.

He lowered his body and lunged straight forward.

With a simple, unadorned Salted Fish Stab, the blade tip met the shadow, sending sparks flying.

Both sides retreated at the same time and assumed a Defense Stance.

Only then did Qian Chaoguang see clearly that the creature was a Blood Red tiger, more than a meter long but less than two.

Unlike the imposing majesty of other tigers, this blood-colored fierce tiger looked rather lean and slender, like an oversized cat.

"A Blood Tiger with around four hundred years of cultivation. It's a rare Spirit-Type Soul Beast among tiger Spirit Beasts and should be able to provide Xiao Tong with a decent skill."

The Old Butler Protected Huo Yutong Behind him, his left hand moving rhythmically. He clearly intended to capture it himself.

"Grandpa, don't intervene. Let me try."

Seeing a worthy opponent, Qian Chaoguang was eager to fight, his gaze firmly Locked On the Blood Tiger before him.

Over the past few days, he had carefully studied the reason he had been able to sever the Wind Jackal back then.

After pondering it for a long time without reaching any conclusion, he could only suspect that it had something to do with his inexplicable martial soul.

But he had not had another chance to act since then. Now, just as they were about to leave, they had encountered such a suitable opponent. If he did not test it now, he might never get another opportunity this good.

Qian Chaoguang already had a clear understanding of his physical abilities. Defeating a Hundred Year Soul Beast that did not excel in physical strength should not be difficult.

The Old Butler hesitated. "Don't overestimate yourself, kid. Although the Blood Tiger primarily relies on Mental Attacks and is far weaker physically than most Hundred Year Soul Beasts, it is still a genuine Hundred Year Soul Beast. Even ordinary Soul Grand Masters must face it with caution."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not confident in. Besides, aren't you watching from the side? Opportunities to exchange blows with a Hundred Year Soul Beast are rare."

Qian Chaoguang answered as a faint blue glow already flickered over his chest.

After considering for a moment, the Old Butler reminded him, "If that's the case, be careful. If you cannot keep up, don't force yourself. Remember, the Blood Tiger's innate skill is Confusion, also known as Berserk. When used on itself, it can stimulate a portion of its physical potential. When used on an enemy, it can briefly throw their mind into confusion or even stun them."

As the grandfather and grandson spoke, the irritable Blood Tiger had already grown impatient. It let out another roar, kicked off with its hind legs, and pounced toward Qian Chaoguang.

"Kill!"

Qian Chaoguang strode forward without dodging, driving the Bloodline Power within him to its limit as he slashed three times in rapid succession.

Pfft!

A Silver White crescent flashed In the air and collided with one of the tiger's claws.

The Blood Tiger in midair cried out miserably. Before Qian Chaoguang's second slash could reach it, it sprang sideways again, rolling painfully across the ground before getting back up.

The lightning-fast three slashes had cut away a quarter of the Blood Tiger's left forepaw.

Qian Chaoguang did not feel good either, and he was secretly startled.

Several chips had actually appeared along the mist-covered blade.

So hard.

That was Qian Chaoguang's first impression.

A Hundred Year Soul Beast was indeed far stronger than a weak Ten Year Soul Beast. An ordinary steel saber was already somewhat inadequate against a Hundred Year Soul Beast.

Moreover, the opponent's reaction speed was not something a Ten Year Soul Beast could compare to.

If his opponent had been the previous Wind Jackal, those three slashes would have already sent it to its grave.

Though he was thinking, his movements did not pause.

The moment the Blood Tiger landed and rolled, he had already chased after it with his saber.

The blade tip thrust forward, fully displaying the advantage of a long saber.

The Long-Handled Miao Dao could not only be used as a conventional weapon to perform two-handed Blade Art, but could also incorporate some spear techniques.

The injured Blood Tiger had just rolled over and risen when the life-taking saber came straight at it.

It roared and sprang from the ground again. Every strand of red fur on its body shone as an invisible ripple Transmitted from the king character on its forehead, shooting straight toward Qian Chaoguang's mind.

What was that?!

Qian Chaoguang grunted. It felt as though his head had been struck by a silver needle, and even his body's movements slowed.

The Blood Tiger flying toward him seemed to split into afterimages.

Was this the Confusion Skill?

"Hah!"

Enduring the pain, he stomped his right foot into the ground and let out a fierce shout. Using his breath to drive his strength, he continued thrusting the long saber forward.

In that instant, his essence, energy, and spirit seemed to rise to their peak along with that shout.

At the same time, the blue light on his chest erupted with an icy blue force that flowed down his arm and into the long saber.

A blue blade of light more than a foot long immediately burst forth from the saber's tip. Accompanied by the extending saber, it plunged straight into the Blood Tiger's waist and abdomen.