Only a Ten-Year Lone Bamboo?

"Puchi—!"

The enormous blue gelatinous creature descended over them, carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Ye Tian only felt a thick, fishy-sweet stench rush toward him. Beneath its translucent gelatinous surface, he could vaguely make out withered branches and shattered stones it had swallowed.

"Move!"

Bibi Dong grabbed Ye Tian by the back of his collar with one hand, and her figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Puchi—!

The slime's massive body slammed directly into the ground below.

"Roar—woo—"

The sound was like a muffled noise coming from inside a water vat—both stupidly adorable and ferocious.

That patch of wetland was entirely swallowed by a mass of blue slime. With a gurgle, a smooth, mirror-like shallow crater appeared in the ground.

Mud, water, and even the roots of several leafless ancient trees—

All of it was packed into the creature's stomach.

Puchi!

Immediately afterward,

The mud and wastewater erupted from the slime's body surface.

In an instant, it expelled all that useless waste.

"This thing digests that well?"

Following Bibi Dong as they hovered in midair, Ye Tian's eyes grew increasingly excited.

Holding Ye Tian by the collar, Bibi Dong smiled. "Otherwise, why do you think I said it would make a suitable soul ring for you? Don't you also have the ability to 'refine all things'?"

"That's true."

Ye Tian nodded slightly and raised his brow.

"But for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, that alone is far from enough, isn't it?"

"Puchi—!"

As Ye Tian's words fell, the massive blue slime below began to demonstrate...

"Hm?"

Surprise filled Ye Tian's eyes.

Fine red lines appeared within the blue slime's body.

"What are those?"

"Soul power!"

Bibi Dong's face turned cold.

"It seems this thing is about to get serious."

As Bibi Dong's words fell,

The armor formed by