Raising His Soul Spirit's Age

Everything around him was bright.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but green.

Towering trees, dense shrubs, winding vines, and moss-covered ground.

Sunlight streamed through gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows across the ground.

Clear birdsong rang out in the distance, accompanied by the chirping of unknown insects.

It was as if he had entered a primeval forest.

Wang Zhi lowered his head and looked at himself.

His body was intact, exactly the same as in reality.

He moved his hands and feet, feeling no discomfort at all.

So this was Brainwave Access?

It was so realistic.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath. He could even smell the soil and plants in the air.

After a brief rush of excitement, Wang Zhi quickly calmed down.

After all, his curiosity had been satisfied.

Next, naturally, came the fighting.

With a thought, the Shadow beneath his feet rippled slightly.

A dark figure emerged from it. It was a Ghost Shadow Ninja.

The instant it appeared, the Ghost Shadow Ninja turned into a Shadow and silently slipped into a nearby thicket.

It moved incredibly fast without making a sound. Even the leaves didn't stir.

The moment it entered the thicket, the Ghost Shadow Ninja split in two, then two became four...

In the blink of an eye, fifteen Ghost Shadow Ninjas had scattered in every direction.

They darted through the Shadows, perfectly avoiding every possible line of sight...

Including Zhang Zhenpeng, who was watching from outside through the Soul Guide Screen, and the Spirit Pagoda staff.

Wang Zhi's lips curled slightly.

He still had to keep his trump cards hidden.

The vision of all fifteen Ghost Shadow Ninjas was linked to his.

At that moment, his field of vision split into sixteen parts.

One was his own, showing the forest before him.

The other fifteen showed what the Ghost Shadow Ninjas saw: an aerial view, a peek through the grass, a hiding place on a tree trunk...

Fifteen angles, fifteen viewpoints, all flooding into his mind at once.

An ordinary person would have been overwhelmed by that torrent of information.

But Wang Zhi's Spiritual Power had already reached the mid-stage of the Spirit Connection Realm. Processing all this information was easy for him.

Soon, one of the images caught his attention.

A Ghost Shadow Ninja was concealed in the crown of a large tree. Its gaze passed through a gap in the leaves and settled on a clearing nearby.

There was a Soul Beast in the clearing.

It looked like a monkey, and wasn't very large—about half a person's height.

Its body was covered in scarlet fur. Its tail was long, with a burning flame at the tip.

It was crouched on a rock, fiddling with something with its claws and chattering.

A Flame Monkey, a Hundred Year Soul Beast.

Wang Zhi dismissed the other Ninjas' viewpoints and focused on this one.

Just then, the Ghost Shadow Ninja silently slid down from the treetop. Like a true Shadow, it merged with the darkness on the ground.

It moved along the Shadows, slowly approaching the Flame Monkey.

The Flame Monkey was completely unaware.

It remained crouched on the rock, its back turned toward the Ghost Shadow Ninja.

The distance grew shorter.

Ten meters...

Five meters...

Three meters...

Just as the Ghost Shadow Ninja was about to strike, the Flame Monkey suddenly turned around.

Its nose twitched, as if it had sensed something amiss.

But it was too late.

The Ghost Shadow Ninja burst out of the Shadow. A kunai had appeared in its hand, and with a flash of cold light, it stabbed toward the back of the Flame Monkey's neck.

The Flame Monkey reacted swiftly, leaping off the rock as the flame on its tail suddenly swelled into a fireball and whipped toward its attacker.

However, the Ghost Shadow Ninja was astonishingly fast.

It twisted its body in midair, dodging the fireball, and hurled the kunai at the same time.

"Pfft!"

The kunai plunged precisely into the Flame Monkey's throat.

The Flame Monkey let out a brief scream, fell from the air, and hit the ground. It twitched a few times, then lay still.

The Ghost Shadow Ninja walked over, retrieved the kunai, and vanished into the Shadow.

So, by the time Wang Zhi strolled into the clearing, all that remained before him was a faint yellow glow.

It floated in the air, about the size of a fist, radiating a warm light.

Through the glow, he could just make out the Flame Monkey's faint silhouette swimming within.

Wang Zhi reached out toward it.

The moment his hand touched the glow, the Glow Grass on his shoulder appeared.

Several blades of grass swayed gently, as if breathing.

A soft pull came from the Glow Grass.

The yellow glow became a streak of light and flowed into it.

The Glow Grass's leaves trembled slightly, shining more brightly.

Wang Zhi closed his eyes and sensed the changes within his body.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a smile appearing at the corners.

According to the Spirit Ascension Platform's rules, when a Soul Beast died, it turned into a ball of light that could increase a Soul Spirit's age.

That Flame Monkey had just increased his Glow Grass's age by twenty years.

Twenty years.

That meant...

The Flame Monkey had been a two-hundred-year-old Soul Beast.

The Spirit Ascension Platform really was a good place.

Meanwhile, outside.

The staff stared at the image on the Soul Guide Screen and couldn't help exclaiming in amazement.

"His summon is actually humanoid."

Another staff member beside him nodded.

"Definitely rare."

"But it's not that surprising."

There were far too many Mutated Martial Souls on Douluo Continent.

So whenever someone's Martial Soul mutated, it meant a brand-new Martial Soul had appeared.

For them, seeing an unfamiliar Martial Soul warranted, at most, a little surprise.

They were Spirit Pagoda staff, after all. They had seen all kinds of strange Martial Souls. A Humanoid Summon was rare, but not enough to shock them.

However, the images that followed gradually made the staff widen their eyes.

Since the screen's view was locked on Wang Zhi, they could only see what he himself was doing.

They watched as Wang Zhi strolled through the forest, then abruptly changed direction.

After walking a while, he would find a ball of light left behind by a dead Soul Beast.

Once or twice could still be a coincidence.

But what about ten times? Twenty?

For the past half hour, Wang Zhi had barely stopped walking.

He was like a fortune-teller, always finding the precise location of the slain Soul Beasts.

The staff looked at one another.

"His summon..."

"Could he have more than one?"

Someone whispered the guess.

But the summons' viewpoint wasn't visible on the screen, so they couldn't be sure.

What astonished them even more was the Glow Grass on Wang Zhi's shoulder.

At that moment, the plant was completely enveloped by a dense glow. Layer upon layer of light obscured the leaves almost entirely.

It was what happened after absorbing too much Soul Beast energy.

"Only half an hour has passed, and his Soul Spirit has already absorbed this much?"

One staff member blurted out, then turned to Zhang Zhenpeng.

"Dean Zhang, should we have this student leave?"

"Otherwise, if his Soul Spirit keeps absorbing energy, his Spiritual Power may not be able to take it."