Spirit Ring Spirit, One Ring, Two Skills

Seeing Flander come to demand an explanation, Tang Jiu immediately said, "I still need a Spirit Ring. Help me hunt one down. Any Spirit Bone that drops is yours, and the Spirit Ring is mine!"

Flander's nose nearly twisted with rage. "Do you think Spirit Bones are cabbages? That you can get one whenever you say so?"

Tang Jiu chuckled. "Don't you think my luck is absurdly good? All the good things today landed in my lap. If another Spirit Bone drops and you still don't get it, would you be mad enough to vomit blood?"

Flander did not need to think to know the answer would be yes. His heart was already bleeding!

Two million Gold Soul Coins could instantly solve Shrek Academy's financial crisis! Shrek's funds were far too tight right now. As the academy's dignified dean, worrying about money every day was truly miserable!

"Fine, let's do it!" After thinking it over, Flander finally agreed. Tang Jiu's luck today was downright uncanny. Maybe he really could produce another Spirit Bone.

"What kind of Spirit Ring does this kid need?" Flander looked at Master.

Master smiled. "An Agile Attack Type Spirit Beast around two thousand years old. A Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, White Feather Wind Swallow, or Golden Winged Mantis."

"Agile Attack Type? Isn't he Assault Type?" Flander frowned.

"It isn't being added to his Bullet Ant Spirit. It's for his Spirit Ring Spirit! He has strength already; what he lacks most now is speed and agility," Master explained.

Flender froze. "Shouldn't Twin Martial Souls focus on cultivating one Martial Soul to its limit?"

"Who told us our Martial Soul had to be a Spirit Ring? I just don't take the usual path!" Tang Jiu chuckled.

Flander's face darkened. Showing off again. I never should have asked. It would serve him right if he cultivated his Martial Soul into uselessness!

Flander did not waste any more words. Activating his Martial Soul, he began searching the forest. Two-thousand-year Spirit Beasts really were not common. After all, this was not the Star Dou Forest, merely a forest where humans raised Spirit Beasts.

They did not find a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, but they did find a White Feather Wind Swallow. At two meters long, it was precisely two thousand years old. It was a purely speed-type Spirit Beast. Its white feathers were flawlessly pure, and its beak was incomparably sharp. Relying on its speed, it could instantly pierce a prey's body, then slice it apart with a few passes.

Its flight speed surpassed both the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent and Golden Winged Mantis. After all, it was a flying Spirit Beast.

"That one. I hope it drops a Spirit Bone!"

Flender nodded excitedly, flapped his wings, and charged over. He raked a vicious claw across the White Feather Wind Swallow's back.

A sharp bird cry rang out. Fear appeared in the White Feather Wind Swallow's green eyes. With a sweep of its wings, it sent a tornado howling toward Flender.

With a disdainful swipe, Flender crushed the tornado. He was not in a hurry to kill the White Feather Wind Swallow. Instead, he wanted it to feel extreme terror, which would increase the chance of a Spirit Bone dropping, just as Tang Jiu had enraged the Rampaging Thorn Pig.

Like a cat toying with a mouse, Flender never seriously injured the White Feather Wind Swallow with any attack. He merely kept adding wounds to its body and reducing its speed.

Ten minutes later, the White Feather Wind Swallow's wings were severely injured, and its speed had fallen below a tenth of what it had been at the start. Only then did Flender call to Tang Jiu, "The rest is up to you. Try to make it drop a Spirit Bone!"

Tang Jiu knew it was time for him to act. With a flick of his hand, he placed his Spirit Ring Spirit over the White Feather Wind Swallow. Having absorbed Spirit Rings and a Spirit Bone, the maximum Spirit Ring he could now endure had already reached years. The moment the Spirit Ring Spirit settled over it, the White Feather Wind Swallow let out a mournful cry and slanted down toward the depths of the forest.

Tang Jiu gripped his deformed hammer and sprinted toward where the White Feather Wind Swallow had fallen.

Flender followed as well, circling overhead. When Tang Jiu found the fallen White Feather Wind Swallow and brought his hammer down, Flender kept muttering, "Drop a Spirit Bone. Drop it, drop it!"

Bang!

The White Feather Wind Swallow's head was smashed flat, its green eyes still filled with unwillingness.

"Where's the Spirit Bone?"

Flender hurriedly lifted the White Feather Wind Swallow, but he saw no Spirit Bone glowing with splendor—only feathers scattered all over the ground. His expression immediately turned ugly.

"Brat, where's your luck?" Flender looked at Tang Jiu.

"My luck is good, but who told yours to be terrible? Since the Spirit Bone would belong to you, naturally it couldn't drop!"

Tang Jiu did not forget to rub it in. "Next time, I can't hunt Spirit Beasts with you! Have Spirit Bones never dropped for you in your entire life when hunting Spirit Beasts? I can't let your bad luck rub off on me."

"You little brat, do you believe I'll beat you to death?" Flender stomped in fury. This bastard was too vicious; he always loved stabbing people where it hurt.

Hadn't a Spirit Bone truly never dropped for him?

Most importantly, it seemed he had helped for free this time! What a massive loss.

Tang Jiu ignored Flender. With Master here, what could he possibly do?

Sitting cross-legged, he swiftly used Soul Power to draw the White Feather Wind Swallow's Purple Soul Ring into his body. This time, he withdrew the Bullet Ant Spirit and activated his Spirit Ring Spirit instead.

A two-thousand-year Spirit Ring posed no pressure at all to Tang Jiu. He had already absorbed a -year Spirit Ring, and with a Thousand Year Spirit Bone as well, his body had long been able to withstand it.

After the Spirit Ring's energy enhanced Tang Jiu's body once more, he could clearly feel that his agility had improved greatly.

Three minutes later, the absorption was complete. A Purple Soul Ring appeared around Tang Jiu's body.

"Brat, don't tell me this is another percentage-based Spirit Skill!" Flender snorted unhappily.

Tang Jiu's expression turned strange. "This Spirit Skill of mine is very special!"

"Is it especially useless?" Flender's expression improved greatly, but when he saw the murderous look in Master's eyes, he could only awkwardly rub his nose and fall silent. Yet the delight in his eyes still showed.

First Spirit Skill, Ring of Speed!

As Tang Jiu spoke, he used the Spirit Skill. Wind seemed to coil around his body, and his speed increased somewhat.

"Ring of Speed. Instantly increases speed by %, with bonuses based on Spirit Rings! For every additional ring, speed increases by another %! It lasts minutes."

With a snort, Flender burst into laughter. Patting Tang Jiu on the shoulder, he said, "Serves you right! Looks like heaven has eyes after all! This thousand-year Spirit Skill of yours is the most useless one I've ever seen. Not bad, not bad! Keep it up."

"Flender!" Master's face turned livid. If looks could kill, Flender would have been sliced into a thousand pieces.

Compared to Tang San's Bullet Ant Spirit's First Spirit Skill, Rampage, this Ring of Speed was truly useless. Although it was also a percentage increase, the boost was far too small, and its growth potential was poor.

A thousand-year Spirit Skill like this was not even as good as a hundred-year Spirit Skill!

"I hope you can still laugh after seeing the second use of my Spirit Skill!" The strange look on Tang Jiu's face deepened.

"A second use? How does it work?" Flender froze.

"My Spirit Ring Spirit can be placed on myself, and naturally, it can also be placed on enemies!" Tang Jiu grinned smugly and directly placed the Spirit Ring in his hand over Flender.

First Spirit Skill, Evil Ring of Speed!

An eerie purple light suddenly flared over Flender's body. Then he felt some of his speed being siphoned away. His pupils abruptly contracted, because Tang Jiu's speed had suddenly soared. As he moved, afterimages trailed behind him!

Tang Jiu cackled.

"My Spirit Ring Spirit has two skills per ring!"

"Placed on myself: Ring of Speed, which boosts speed."

"Placed on others: Evil Ring of Speed, which devours their speed and makes it my own!"

Flender's eyes widened. Two skills per ring! Wasn't that something only a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring could have?

Heaven was unfair!