The blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring hovered silently in midair, radiating a heart-stirring heat and pressure.
Just as Gu Yuejin was about to sit cross-legged and absorb it, his brow furrowed slightly. He shot a cold glance toward the nearby woods.
"Still not giving up?"
"If you want to join this ape in the afterlife, I don't mind sending you on your way."
As his words fell, three somewhat battered figures slowly emerged from the woods.
They were the three members of the Body Sect who had been scared off earlier.
Soul Power around Gu Yuejin tensed in an instant. The destructive intent within him lay dormant, ready to erupt and kill at any moment.
However, what he saw was beyond his expectations.
The Soul Douluo, Tie Xiong, who led the group, no longer wore the arrogance and greed he'd shown before. Instead, his face was plastered with an expression so complicated it could only be described as... ingratiating.
Behind him, the two Soul Emperor disciples who had previously acted as if they were above everyone else now looked like starstruck fans who'd met their idol. They hid behind the elder, stealing occasional glances at Gu Yuejin with a mix of awe and curiosity while frantically exchanging Telepathic Messages.
"Elder, are you sure you saw right? Is that really the legendary Gold Grade?"
One disciple swallowed, eyes blazing with excitement. "Even Young Sect Master Long Aotian is only at the peak of Silver Grade!"
"Of course I'm sure! When have these old eyes ever been wrong?"
Tie Xiong glared at the disciple. "That oppressive sensation coming from his Life Origin—what else could it be but Gold Grade? Show him some respect! He's the future 'daddy' of our Body Sect!"
After reprimanding the disciple, Tie Xiong took a deep breath.