A Crazy Gene Buried in the Bones, Absorbing a Thousand Year Spirit Ring!

"Lin Du,"

Qian Renxue suddenly called out to Lin Du.

"What is it?"

Lin Du packed away the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum he had dug up and turned to look at Qian Renxue.

"You said..."

"You said you dreamed of a girl whose face you couldn't see kissing you,"

"Then..."

"Then you..."

"Did you feel anything special in that dream?"

Qian Renxue used her fair, delicate hand to cover her gradually warming cheeks, her phoenix eyes fixed intently on Lin Du, as though his next answer mattered greatly to her.

"Something special?"

"No."

Lin Du gently shook his head.

Yet that motion seemed to shake away the anticipation in Qian Renxue's heart as well. Her palm unconsciously tightened, and her voice trembled slightly without her realizing it.

"No?"

"Why?"

"You didn't..."

"Feel anything for that girl?"

"No."

"That kiss was too light,"

"Before I could really savor it, it flitted away like a dragonfly touching the water,"

"So if possible,"

"I'd still like to experience it again in my dreams."

Lin Du smiled at Qian Renxue.

They said smiles were contagious, but only today did Qian Renxue truly understand what that meant.

When their gazes met, she could not help but smile as well.

That smile was like a gentle spring breeze, a cool mountain spring in summer, abundant fruits in autumn, and a warm winter bonfire.

It deserved every beautiful thing in the world.

After Lin Du packed away the Immortal Herbs he intended to give several Enshrined, two familiar Soul Power Fluctuations came from the mountaintop.

Looking up, he saw two black dots rapidly approaching.

A few seconds later, they gradually became clear.

They were Qian Daoliu and Dugu Bo.

Only when they came closer did Lin Du notice that each of them was holding a bluish-white lion.

It looked no different from an ordinary lion, but its size was vastly different.

If not for the mane around their necks, and the ordinary Lion's Roar they let out, Lin Du would have instinctively assumed they were feline Spirit Beasts.

"Du'er,"

"The Bright Green Lion in my hand is twelve hundred years old,"

"And the one in Dugu Bo's hand is eight hundred years old."

"Which one you choose,"

"you decide for yourself."

Qian Daoliu lifted the Bright Green Lion in his hand, which was barely clinging to life, and handed the choice over to Lin Du.

"Du Kid,"

"I heard from the Angel Douluo about your requirements for your First Soul Ring."

"Honestly,"

"you truly are the most gifted, boldest, and most steadfast young man I've ever seen."

"But absorbing a Soul Ring isn't as easy as absorbing a Spirit Bone."

"You can still absorb a Spirit Bone without a Soul Ring,"

"but trying to absorb a Soul Ring beyond your limits without sufficient confidence is no different from suicide."

"You really suit my tastes, kid."

"So if possible,"

"I'd still rather you choose this eight-hundred-year one in my hand."

A hint of seriousness appeared in Dugu Bo's emerald green eyes, as he genuinely wanted Lin Du to choose the one he held.

"I know Poison Douluo means well,"

"and I appreciate your kindness."

"But as I said,"

"I won't joke around with my own life."

"If I dared to choose a Thousand Year Soul Ring as my First Soul Ring,"

"that means I've already made thorough preparations."

"Even if I really fail in the end,"

"aren't Grandpa and Poison Douluo here?"

"I refuse to believe that the two of you, Two Title Douluo acting together, couldn't protect a Soul Master without a Soul Ring like me."

A relaxed smile appeared on Lin Du's face, allowing Dugu Bo to see that he truly had everything under control.

"I take back what I said last night about you being humble."

"You've got madness buried in your bones."

A trace of helplessness appeared on Dugu Bo's face, as he tacitly accepted Lin Du's choice.

"Lin Du,"

Although she had silently supported Lin Du all along, when he was truly about to absorb a Thousand Year Soul Ring, worry still surged uncontrollably in Qian Renxue's heart.

"Don't worry."

Lin Du gently patted Qian Renxue's hand, then, after offering her a reassuring smile, turned and walked toward Qian Daoliu.

"If I see any adverse reaction from you, I'll interrupt it immediately."

"And you only get one chance."

"If you fail,"

"then obediently absorb that eight-hundred-year one."

Qian Daoliu's expression remained as serene as ever, but his words still revealed his concern for Lin Du.

"I understand, Grandpa."

"But I won't fail."

After consuming the Ten Thousand Year Whale Jelly, and eating the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, He had also soaked in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye for an entire day.

If he still could not absorb a thousand-year spirit ring like this, Lin Du might as well use this opportunity to see whether he could travel back to his original world.

After all, even Tang San had only managed the latter two things back then.

But even so, he had still absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring beyond his level, and had even endured Soul Shock.

Although that had been Tang San's fourth spirit ring, in Lin Du's view, it should not have been too different from his current situation, right?

After taking a deep breath, Lin Du accepted the dying Bright Green Lion from Qian Daoliu.

He closed his palm, easily ending the Bright Green Lion's suffering.

Purple motes of light drifted like stardust from the Bright Green Lion's gradually stiffening corpse.

A few breaths later, a purple ring condensed above the Bright Green Lion's body.

Unlike the brightness of a yellow ring, the purple ring shimmered with magnificent and noble radiance.

Even without touching it, Lin Du could feel the immense energy contained within it.

After losing himself in it for a brief moment, Lin Du slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

His gaze grew even more resolute.

He raised his right hand.

Red and silver light flashed, and the Red-Hilted Silver-Bladed Dragon Ascending Sword appeared in his hand.

Qian Daoliu and the other two stared intently at Lin Du.

Even without looking up, he could clearly sense their worried gazes upon him.

Lin Du gave the three of them no chance to hesitate, nor did he give himself one.

He extended the Dragon Ascending Sword in his hand, its tip piercing the purple spirit ring before him.

The next moment, the purple spirit ring, with an age of twelve hundred years, was drawn in by Lin Du's Dragon Ascending Sword.

The ring, originally the size of a human head, instantly shrank to the size of a bracelet.

Although it had become smaller, it had also grown exceptionally solid, like a bracelet carved from a purple gemstone, tightly encircling the blade of the Dragon Ascending Sword.

Hot.

Extremely hot.

It was like stripping naked and jumping into boiling magma.

This heat did not come from his body, but from his soul.

Therefore, his body, immune to water and fire, was completely useless.

Purple was noble, but it was also tyrannical.

The energy surging into Lin Du's body was like a lion unwilling to be confined in a cage, rampaging wildly through his body, intent on destroying him!

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