"Fire Dragon" Spirit Ring

It was noon.

Chen Xing finally woke up, restored by Photosynthesis and the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

The moment he opened his eyes, a sharp pain surged through his entire body.

It made him grimace and let out a strange cry.

"Damn it..."

"That woman really doesn't hold back."

Chen Xing had no doubt that Bibi Dong's punch was intended to keep him bedridden for at least ten days or half a month.

If not for the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, he wouldn't have been able to wake up for another two days.

He used his elbows to force himself to roll over, lying prone on the bed to let the sunlight hit his back.

Only then did Chen Xing catch his breath.

He opened his system panel as usual to check his soul ring attributes, looking for a soul ring suitable for his martial soul.

Gui Mei had helped him fill all nine reserve slots over the past two days, so now he had to check them one by one every morning.

Barring any surprises, this would be his routine for the next four or five years.

Fortunately, the system interface was quite concise, making all information clear at a glance.

[Name: Chen Xing]

[Martial Soul: Purple Imperial Bamboo]

[Soul Power Level: 33]

[Soul Rings: Purple, Purple, Purple]

[First Soul Skill: Purple Imperial Sword Qi]

[Second Soul Skill: Purple Imperial Sword Domain]

[Third Soul Skill: Purple Imperial Sword Slash]

[Soul Bone: Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone]

[Innate Skill: Wild Growth]

[Innate Domain: Purple Imperial Bamboo Forest]

[Available Draws: (3/9)]

Below his personal information was a plus sign; clicking it expanded nine slots, each containing a black ten-thousand-year soul ring.

Chen Xing tapped the first slot on the left with his small hand, and the information expanded.

[12,000-year Blue Silver Grass soul ring: Absorption grants skill—Life Tide]

"Speechless..."

The moment he saw Blue Silver Grass, Chen Xing couldn't even be bothered to look at the skill effects.

Life Tide, Destruction Tide, whatever...

He had gone through so much trouble to find nine ten-thousand-year soul rings, just to awaken a Blue Silver Grass martial soul?

Purple Imperial Bamboo was ten thousand times higher in rank, and a plant-type martial soul could only have one "Emperor."

If he really awakened a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, he would never be able to evolve into a "Blue Silver Emperor" in this lifetime.

He clicked the second one.

[11,300-year Flame Rat soul ring]

The third one.

[10,200-year Breeze Crane soul ring]

The fourth, the fifth...

Almost all of them were the most common soul beasts on the Douluo Continent. Although ten-thousand-year soul rings would bring transformations to the skills and each skill looked quite good, none of that mattered. What Chen Xing cared about was the martial soul!

Without a powerful second martial soul, relying solely on the Purple Imperial Bamboo, it would be difficult for him to stand at the pinnacle of this continent, let alone become a god.

Therefore, no matter how excellent the skills within these soul rings were, they were nothing more than Kyōka Suigetsu.

The further one progressed, the higher the requirements for martial soul quality became.

The reason why Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were rare on the Douluo Continent was partly due to hunting by soul masters and conflicts between beasts, but the root cause was that the innate potential of many soul beasts destined them to never reach a hundred thousand years of cultivation.

High noon.

The sun was scorching, feeling slightly hot yet comfortable as it shone on the boy's back.

But the young boy's face could not muster any joy.

He was practically settled in Martial Soul Hall now; as long as he didn't intentionally provoke that woman, Bibi Dong, there likely wouldn't be any problems in the future.

With access to the vast cultivation resources of Martial Soul Hall, Chen Xing's future path of cultivation was paved with gold.

It was just that he always felt like something was missing...

"Sigh! I wonder when I'll ever randomly roll a decent soul ring."

Although he didn't hold much hope, Chen Xing still wanted to go through the motions.

He gently tapped his finger on the eighth slot, and the information expanded.

[11,000-year Fire Dragon Soul Ring]

"Huh?"

In an instant, ignoring the intense pain throughout his body, Chen Xing bolted upright from his bed.

"Fire Dragon!"

"Is that the Fire Dragon Martial Soul of Liu Erlong?"

In his memory, the Fire Dragon Martial Soul was a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.

Or rather, it should be considered an independent category of martial soul in its own right.

Because its quality could even rival the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, in a sense, it couldn't really be called a mutated martial soul.

Chen Xing's purple eyes burned with intensity as he stared fixedly at the holographic screen floating in mid-air.

"Should I absorb it?"

"A Fire Dragon!"

"A dragon-type martial soul!"

"In the future, there's even a chance to evolve its fire attribute into the Ultimate Fire!"

[11,000-year Fire Dragon Soul Ring: Absorbing it grants the skill -- Sky-Soaring Flame]

[An active skill that summons magma from the ground within a designated area, dealing massive area-of-effect fire damage]

It was a very powerful skill.

It possessed range, elemental attributes, and attack power, and it was instantaneous; as long as it was placed beneath an enemy's feet, it would be impossible to dodge.

It could be considered a guaranteed-hit skill.

He had to admit, Chen Xing was truly tempted.

Because no matter how these ten-thousand-year soul rings were randomized, they would never generate soul beasts that didn't exist on the Douluo Continent.

A ten-thousand-year soul ring could only be refreshed from a soul beast with ten thousand years of cultivation.

Therefore, entities like the Silver Dragon King or the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King were impossible to appear.

On the contrary, creatures like Fire Dragons or Black Dragons were already the most top-tier existences among ten-thousand-year soul beasts.

Given time, they would inevitably break through to the hundred-thousand-year level.

This meant that such a martial soul definitely had the potential to become a god.

As of now, Chen Xing truly couldn't think of any ten-thousand-year soul beast stronger than a "Fire Dragon."

His heart pounded wildly, and the sound of his heavy breathing echoed throughout the room.

"I didn't expect to roll a top-tier martial soul so quickly."

Amidst his excitement, a question suddenly occurred to him.

If he absorbed the Fire Dragon Soul Ring, would it have an impact on his Purple Imperial Bamboo?

Since they belonged to the same body and the same set of meridians, would the attributes of a second martial soul's ring affect the first martial soul?

He remembered that when a soul master absorbed a soul ring, it improved their physical constitution.

Take the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul, for example; if Dugu Bo hadn't continuously added poison-attribute soul rings to his martial soul, causing the toxins within to feed back into the soul master, he wouldn't have ended up in such a state.

Moreover, it was said that the reason Liu Erlong had such a fiery temper was because of her martial soul.

That a martial soul influences a soul master was beyond doubt.

Following this logic, it was very likely that Twin Martial Souls would also influence each other.

Although his current Purple Imperial Bamboo was of high quality, it was ultimately a plant, and plants were afraid of fire—especially fire within one's own meridians.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing began to struggle with the dilemma.

"Will this be a problem?"

"Can this issue be solved with immortal herbs?"

"Or should I just give up on this soul ring..."

Unknowingly, he furrowed his brows again.

He had originally thought this was a great stroke of luck, but he hadn't expected the soul ring to be fire-attributed...

As his thoughts drifted, he noticed there was still one slot left on the screen that hadn't been opened.

While his mind was still weighing the pros and cons of the "Fire Dragon" soul ring, Chen Xing subconsciously tapped the ninth soul ring.

The information expanded, and the azure-blue text came into view.

The young man, who had been full of worry, stood up instantly after seeing those striking, large characters.

His eyes widened, and his jaw nearly hit the floor!

[14,700-year Ice Heaven Snow Soul Soul Ring]