Ten-Year Spirit Ring
Yu Xiaogang's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
He was panting heavily, his face as pale as paper, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.
Luo Sanpao also collapsed beside him, his round body rising and falling, panting even more heavily than him.
The voice continued:
"Congratulations on completing the First Trial the Nine Trials of the God of Farts. Reward: Soul Power increased by one level. The age limit of all Spirit Ring reduced by one hundred years."
Soul Power increased by one level!
Before Yu Xiaogang could even feel happy, he heard the next sentence.
The lifespan of Spirit Ring is reduced by one hundred years.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out in a trembling voice:
"What?! The lifespan of Spirit Ring has been reduced by one hundred years? What's going on?!"
He abruptly raised his head, looked at the illusory figure, and asked incredulously:
"Senior, why did the reward actually reduce the age of my Spirit Ring?"
The illusory figure spoke slowly and deliberately, replying in a calm voice:
"This is normal. The Spirit Ring obtained from hunting Soul Beast naturally contain many impurities and the Soul Beast's own aura."
"Once all the Spirit Ring' lifespans are reset to zero, it means the Soul Beast's mark on you has been removed."
"Only then will your Spirit Ring and Spirit Skill truly belong to you."
He paused, then continued:
"And you're lucky, you only have the first two Spirit Ring."
"So around the time you finish the Second Trial, you can directly replace your first two Spirit Ring with the God-Bestowed Spirit Ring Inheritance of the God of Farts."
Upon hearing his explanation, Yu Xiaogang fell silent.
The concept of resetting the lifespan of Spirit Ring to zero... He had never heard of such a thing before.
But at this moment, he no longer had time to investigate further.
Because he felt that the barrier that had been blocking his body for decades had finally loosened.
The barrier, like a Ice Seal river, finally showed its first crack under the spring breeze.
He closed his eyes, feeling the long-lost surge of Soul Power within his body.
Level 29.
Level 29 and a half.
Level 30.
It's a breakthrough!
He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a complex mix of emotions.
After decades, he finally became Soul Elder.
Just then, the illusory figure looked at him and slowly raised its hand.
Light gathered in his palm, and a pale yellow sphere appeared in his hand.
The sphere emitted a soft light, like a piece of sunlight that had been crushed.
"This is God-Bestowed Spirit Ring. Absorb it directly, and you can break through to the Soul Elder."
Yu Xiaogang stood up, took the God-Bestowed Spirit Ring with both hands, took a deep breath, and sat down cross-legged.
The absorption process went even more smoothly than he had imagined.
The God-Bestowed Spirit Ring seemed to share the same origin as the Soul Power within him; upon contact, it naturally merged into his body.
There was no pain, no rejection, not even the slightest discomfort.
Just ten minutes later.
Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.
He realized that he was already a level 30 Soul Elder.
That's right, level 30.
His Soul Power didn't increase by even one level; it remained at level 30.
He raised his head and looked at Luo Sanpao.
At this moment, a white Spirit Ring appeared above the original two Yellow Soul Ring on Luo Sanpao's body.
Ten-Year Spirit Ring?!
His face instantly darkened, and he asked the illusory figure with a puzzled expression:
"How... how can it be a white Ten-Year Spirit Ring?!"
The illusory figure slowly spoke:
"Ten-Year Spirit Ring —that's the optimal age your body can currently handle."
"Spirit Ring with an excessively high age will only put pressure on the Soul Master's body. It's a shortcut, but not the best choice."
"Only God-Bestowed Spirit Ring with a full ten-year duration can unleash the true power of your Martial Soul."
He paused, then continued:
"If you don't believe me, you can examine your newly acquired third Spirit Skill."
Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
He closed his eyes, sensing the new information emerging in his mind.
A moment later, he opened his eyes, his expression becoming even more complicated.
Third Spirit Skill - Farting Like a Tsunami, Continuous and Unending -Luo Sanpao!
As the name suggests, the effect of this Spirit Skill is to fart continuously, like a tsunami, wave after wave, without end.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned completely black.
Above the Underground Palace, at the edge of the ruins.
Liu Erlong and Flender stood at the exit, waiting anxiously.
They had been waiting for quite a while, but there was still no movement from inside.
Liu Erlong paced back and forth, glancing occasionally at the deep cave entrance, muttering to himself:
"Why hasn't he come out yet? Could something have happened to Xiao Gang?"
Flender leaned against the broken wall beside him, arms crossed, and said nothing.
But his gaze remained fixed on the cave entrance, a hint of worry in his eyes.
Just then--
A wisp of pale yellow gas slowly drifted out from the cave entrance.
Liu Erlong frowned, leaned forward, and took a sniff.
The next second, she suddenly covered her nose and took three steps back!
"What... what is this smell?!"
Flender smelled it too.
His face stiffened, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
The smell was so strong it was suffocating.
It smelled like something that had been rotting for a long time, or like the smell of some kind of animal excrement, but it wasn't quite the same.
It is stronger, more pungent, and more unbearable.
"Xiao Gang... what is he doing in there? Isn't that his Spirit Skill?"
Liu Erlong covered his nose, his voice trembling.
Flender didn't speak, but just frowned and stared at the cave entrance.
More and more yellow gas was gushing out of the cave entrance, growing thicker and denser.
The gases spread through the air, quickly enveloping an area of several feet in a pale yellow mist.
Liu Erlong and Flender had to retreat again and again, until they were more than ten feet away, before the smell subsided slightly.
"Such a high concentration of farts..." Flender's expression turned serious. "The space inside is enclosed. Xiao Gang is alone in there, won't he...?"
He didn't finish speaking.
Liu Erlong's expression also changed.
She knew perfectly well what Flender was trying to say.
Such a high concentration of farts isn't just a matter of whether it smells bad...
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her face turned deathly pale.
"No! I have to go down and check!"
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Flender's reply, she turned and rushed towards the cave entrance.
Flender's expression changed, and he quickly followed.
Underground Palace.
Yu Xiaogang was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face pale and panting heavily.
Luo Sanpao collapsed beside him, his round body rising and falling as he panted heavily.
The illusory figure had vanished.
The yellow gas inside the palace began to slowly settle, and although it was still strong, it was much better than before.
Yu Xiaogang lowered his head, looking at the white Ten-Year Spirit Ring on Luo Sanpao's body, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
The third Spirit Ring after ten years.
He never imagined that he would have such a low-age Spirit Ring in his lifetime.
But the illusory figure said that this was the most suitable for him.
Only a fully-timed, ten-year-old God-Bestowed Spirit Ring can unleash Luo Sanpao's true power.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the complex emotions in his heart, and slowly stood up.
Just then--
"Xiao Gang!"
Two figures rushed out of the passageway; it was Liu Erlong and Flender.
As soon as Liu Erlong saw Yu Xiaogang, she rushed over and looked him up and down:
"Xiao Gang! Are you alright?! We saw so many farts up there, it scared me to death!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression became somewhat unnatural.
He instinctively took a half step back, avoiding Liu Erlong's touch, and coughed lightly:
"I'm fine."
Only then did Liu Erlong notice that his face was pale and that he carried a faint... that smell.
Her expression froze slightly, but it was quickly replaced by even greater surprise.
Because she saw Luo Sanpao.
I saw the three Spirit Ring on Luo Sanpao's body.
Two yellow, one white.
"Xiao Gang! You... you've broken through to the Soul Elder?!"
Liu Erlong's voice was trembling.
Flender saw it too.
His pupils contracted slightly, and he strode forward, staring at the white Spirit Ring around Luo Sanpao's body, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Ten-Year Spirit Ring?" His voice was low, tinged with confusion.