As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in Shapeshift form, her cultivation method leaned more toward automatically absorbing Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to nourish herself and slowly recover her strength. Though the process was slow, her foundation was solid, and she faced almost no bottlenecks.
Now, with the Life Force-rich Blue Silver Emperor as nourishment, her speed and efficiency were much greater than before.
The journey was not always peaceful.
One day, the carriage entered a dangerous stretch of road between two mountains, where the forest was exceptionally dense.
The official road narrowed here, and the light grew much dimmer.
Tang San, who had remained in a half-cultivating state, suddenly opened his eyes. Beneath his veiled hat, his gaze was sharp as a blade as he looked through a gap in the carriage toward the dense forest ahead.
Within the range of his Spiritual Power, several dozen hostile, greedy auras lay in ambush among the trees a hundred meters ahead. Their Soul Power Fluctuations were mixed together. The strongest was roughly at the Soul Elder level, while most were merely Soul Grandmasters or even Soul Masters.
"Something's wrong," Tang San said quietly. His voice was calm, yet Xiao Wu immediately became alert. A trace of excitement flashed through her pink eyes... though it was more curiosity than anything else.
"Are they Soul Beasts?" Xiao Wu asked in a lowered voice.
"No. They're people. More than thirty of them, lying in ambush ahead. We've probably run into bandits."
Tang San spoke indifferently, without the slightest tension in his tone, as if he were describing something that had nothing to do with him.
There was even a hint of eagerness in him.
The old coachman had evidently noticed that something was amiss as well. He tightened the reins and slowed the carriage, his