Compensating for Martial Soul Defects, Spirit Power Level Ten! Word Spirit: Cannot Die!

Behind Holy Spirit Village, likely already beyond the village's boundaries.

Yu Mingfei sat cross-legged in a mountain cave, blue light rippling over his body, with his right leg shining especially brightly.

Before him was a small mound of earth, in which a wilted Blue Silver Emperor had been planted.

Although Tang Hao should not have been nearby, Yu Mingfei had always been cautious. The moment he got his hands on the goods, he did not dare linger for even an instant.

With the freshly unearthed Blue Silver Emperor and the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone tucked away, he ran over two hills in one breath before finally stopping to absorb the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.

Blue currents began at his right leg, winding around his entire body before circling back and burrowing into his right leg again.

The absorption of the Soul Bone was nearly complete.

Then, another chime rang beside Yu Mingfei's ear, followed by the long-awaited drumbeat.

[Because your Martial Soul was innately flawed, your clever self thought of absorbing the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone to make up for your innate lack of vitality. Congratulations, you have invented the Method to Perfect Mutated Martial Soul and obtained Word Spirit: Cannot Die]

It worked!

Word Spirit? Why does this make me sound like some pathetic kid?

From the system's feedback, Yu Mingfei learned that he had always been intelligent.

It was only that his wisdom had not awakened before.

As for this so-called [Method to Perfect Mutated Martial Soul], it was nothing more than using the vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone to forcibly replenish the energy missing during the Martial Soul Mutation process.

Simple and crude, without any finesse.

He opened his eyes, his face full of delight.

My Soul Power has reached level ten!

No, it should be more than level ten! The energy fed back by the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone is extremely gentle. More energy is still hidden within my body. Once I obtain my first Soul Ring, it will show in my Soul Power Level!

This Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone has two Soul Skills. One is "Wildfires cannot burn it all; spring winds blow, and it grows anew," and the other is flight. But with my current Soul Power Level, I cannot bring out the effect of flight at all. I'd probably have to land after just a few seconds.

For six years, his Soul Power had not advanced in the slightest.

He had tried every method he could think of and carry out, yet his Soul Power had not budged. It remained at level nine.

And now...

A problem that had plagued him for six years had actually been solved by a single Soul Bone.

The shackles of his Martial Soul Mutation had been broken. He could continue cultivating and attach Soul Rings. Even his body had been further strengthened, and he had gained two Soul Skills and one Word Spirit.

Yu Mingfei felt somewhat dazed.

His gaze fell upon the Blue Silver Emperor before him, and for a moment, he found himself speechless.

This was the reborn Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang Hao's wife. Tang San's mother.

Although Yu Mingfei had stolen her, he had not yet decided how to deal with her.

Yu Mingfei understood that stealing was stealing, and robbing was robbing. There was nothing to argue about.

For the sake of his own cultivation, he had done this sort of thing. That made him a thief and a bandit.

He had stolen another man's wife, planted in a cave, along with the wife's remains.

He had also stolen a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and a Soul Bone, both incomparably precious to Soul Masters.

Although this went against the moral bottom line he had spent decades forming in his previous life.

It also constantly reminded him that this was Douluo Continent.

Strength decided everything.

All of Yu Mingfei's concerns and weakness had died on the day he escaped the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The Blue Silver Emperor before him had been crudely dug out. Though its leaves were still somewhat limp after being brought here, its overall condition seemed to have improved a little.

Even if Blue Silver Grass was not picky about its growing environment, a dark, damp mountain cave was still no match for the outside world.

At the very least, it could enjoy sunlight freely during the day.

After considering it for a while, Yu Mingfei spoke to the Blue Silver Emperor in a hoarse voice.

"Blue Silver Emperor, you'll be staying with me for a while.

"Until I figure out what use you have, I'll weave a flowerpot and carry you with me.

"You were growing just fine in that cave, but now I've dug you out and turned you into a potted plant.

"If you want revenge, then come for me."

After speaking, Yu Mingfei rose and found some vines nearby, weaving them into a vine basket with shoulder straps.

After lining the basket with a layer of leaves, he moved the Blue Silver Emperor and its mound of soil into it. Finally, he rolled up the cloak that had been torn in half and tossed it into the basket as well.

"This will be your home from now on. With your Hundred-Thousand-Year essence, surely I won't be able to raise you to death."

Yu Mingfei did not expect any response from the Blue Silver Emperor. He slung the basket over his back, identified the direction, and headed straight southeast.

He was going to obtain his first Soul Ring!

Within the Heaven Dou Empire, every Soul Hunting Forest, regardless of size, was guarded by soldiers.

Soul Masters needed to go through many procedures to enter and hunt Soul Beasts for soul rings.

Now that Yu Mingfei had been expelled from his family, he had no connections at all.

As for Blue Tyrant Academy, he had even less desire to return.

For one thing, although Liu Erlong was the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had contributed greatly to its founding. Returning would be no different from walking into a trap.

For another, Blue Tyrant Academy only accepted commoner students, yet the discrimination among commoners could sometimes be even more blatant than that within sects and among nobles.

Not everyone was like that, of course, but they still made up the overwhelming majority.

Innate Soul Power rank nine looked like the mark of a genius.

But when a martial soul's malignant mutation left one's soul power unable to advance, forever stuck at rank nine... Heh, just a slightly better-looking piece of trash.

So what if my martial soul underwent a malignant mutation? If one mutation isn't enough, then it can mutate twice. With my World-shattering Wisdom, I'll surpass everyone!

Blue Tyrant Academy? Maybe I'll fight my way back there someday, or maybe I'll simply ignore it.

But I will never let you make that disgusting laughter at me again!

For every Soul Master on the continent capable of cultivation, there was one place that was completely open.

No permits were needed, no applications, no pulling strings or waiting.

As long as one dared to go, Soul Beasts would be waiting.

Several days later, at the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Yu Mingfei stood bare-chested with a short blade in hand, facing off against a gray fox Soul Beast nearly half the size of a man.

It was a Gray Shadow Fox close to the Hundred-Year level.

It was extremely fast and could use Soul Skills to create several afterimages to confuse its enemies.

But Yu Mingfei had not been targeting it. He had originally been tracking a small flock of Hundred-Year Xun Wu.

Yet those cunning crow Soul Beasts had led him into the Gray Shadow Fox's territory.

At that moment, more than half his stamina had already been spent. He had tried several times to get away, but the Gray Shadow Fox refused to let go.

A cold wind swept past, and Yu Mingfei felt a chill.

His exposed skin was covered in scars—claw marks, bite marks, old wounds layered over new ones, densely packed together.

He had already undergone Martial Soul Possession, yet there was not the slightest visible feature!

Yu Xiaogang could at least summon Luo San Pao.

The Dragon Race Trash Martial Soul that Yu Mingfei possessed, the product of three generations of mutations, had become so low in quality that it had even lost the usual physical traits of a Beast Martial Soul Possession.

As for the lightning and annihilating traits of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, not a trace of either remained.

From the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, it had mutated into a low-grade draconic hybrid?

Upon closer thought, perhaps the change after Yu Mingfei's Martial Soul Possession lay in his Dragon Blood.

Sweat ran from his forehead past the corner of his eye. Yu Mingfei deliberately exposed an opening and lightly blinked his right eye.

In that brief instant, the Gray Fox seized the chance. With a kick of all four limbs, it shook out several afterimages and opened its jaws to bite.

But that was exactly what he wanted!

Yu Mingfei did not dodge. Not only did he not dodge, he instead lunged forward in a bow stance.

He charged swiftly, and the right hand holding the blade moved even faster than his body.

A cold flash streaked through the air. Before the Gray Shadow Fox could bite him, the fist gripping the knife hilt smashed brutally into its open jaws.

Its sharp fangs were knocked crooked, though they also carved bloody gashes across his right hand.

The blade along the side of his fist mercilessly sliced open one side of the fox's face, while his fist slammed into its throat, cutting off the Gray Shadow Fox's howl just before it lost consciousness.

Man and fox crashed together, rolling into a tangled heap.

For a long while, neither moved.

The sound of flapping wings came from above.

One, then two...

A small flock of Dark Green Crows circled overhead in formation.

They did not go anywhere else, hovering directly above Yu Mingfei and the Gray Shadow Fox.

After a while longer, seeing that there truly was no movement below, the flock of Hundred-Year Xun Wu cautiously landed.

The leader was the smallest, but its eyes were the keenest, and the dark green sheen of its feathers was also the deepest.

Some Soul Beasts grew larger as their age increased.

Others were the opposite—the older they became, the smaller they grew.

The Xun Wu were one such species. They were wind-attributed Soul Beasts that lived in flocks, flew at extraordinary speed, and were more intelligent and cunning than other Soul Beasts.

As they aged, the dark green on Xun Wu feathers deepened, while their bodies grew smaller and their speed faster.

The Xun Wu Leader pecked Yu Mingfei's head. Seeing no reaction from him, it did not hurry. It circled his body, its hard, sharp beak leaving bloody holes all over him.

Dark red blood flowed across the ground, its scent spreading through the air and stirring the flock of Xun Wu into agitation.

The Xun Wu Leader opened its beak and let out a strange cry, suppressing the flock.

Having finally confirmed that its food was safe, it confidently walked to Yu Mingfei's chest. It raised its head high, aimed its beak at his heart, and prepared to be the first to enjoy the meal.

Whoosh—

A sharp sound tore through the air! A flash of cold light!

Yu Mingfei sprang up and beheaded the Xun Wu Leader with a single slash.

"You were pecking away so happily, weren't you? Feathered Beast! I've been waiting for a long time!"

The bird's head rolled several times across the ground, never to let out another strange cry.

A yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring rose from the bird's corpse and slowly rotated in the air.

The remaining flock of Xun Wu instantly scattered and fled.

The collective actions of such pack-dwelling Soul Beasts required a leader to take charge.

Otherwise, they were nothing more than a disorganized mob.

Until a new leader appeared, there was no need to worry about them returning.

Yu Mingfei panted a few times, then lowered his head to count the bleeding wounds on his body before grinning.

"I... Cannot Die."

As soon as the words fell, the bleeding stopped. His wounds itched as flesh began to regrow and knit together.

Word Spirit: Cannot Die.

Its effect was to stimulate vitality and potential, resisting death.

Under the combined effects of the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone's Soul Skill, the two regenerative abilities were pushed to their limits.

They far exceeded the limits of his Soul Power Level.

That was the confidence that allowed him to hunt Rings alone.

He wiped the blood and mud from his face, then retrieved the shirt and vine basket he had tossed aside.

Yu Mingfei bent down and began digging a hole.

Everywhere in the Star Dou Great Forest was dangerous.

But underground burrows were relatively safe.

He intended to absorb the Soul Ring in the hole he dug himself.