Soul Master's Resolve

"My spirit power is recovering so fast!" Xiao Wu said in surprise, "We might be fully recovered in just a moment!"

"Wang Laoda... my god, a thousand-year spirit ring! How did you get this ring?"

According to the teacher's research on spirits, a spirit master can only choose a thousand-year ring for their third spirit ring!

"Comparing people is infuriating, hmph." If he hadn't misheard.

Xiao Chenyu looked at Wang Feng with a flushed face. "A thousand years... conservatively estimated, that's equal to a hundred of my ten-year spirit rings. In other words, Wang Laoda is equivalent to a hundred of me."

Seeing this, Wang Feng chuckled inwardly; he could actually have healed Xiao Wu's injuries.

Tang San nodded. Possessing spirit power seemed to have restored some of his mental state as well, and his body was filled with strength.

Carrying Xiao Wu back was naturally a breeze! He felt that being able to hunt that four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake was already a stroke of extreme luck.

Because he compressed and purified his spirit power, Wang Feng wasn't entirely sure what the specific volume of spirit power in his body was.

Wang Feng thought to himself that he hadn't even used his Divinization skill. Because there was no need.

And he hadn't used the Golden Lotus's ability to heal injuries either. As for the reason...

"As for this thousand-year spirit ring, it's just that I was lucky."

"It really is an auxiliary spirit..." Tang San looked at that Golden Lotus, the lightning flickering around it, and vaguely felt that it might not be as simple as just restoring spirit power.

A thousand-year spirit ring, while one of his goals for improving his strength, would be meaningless if not used for showing off... But thinking about how Wang Laoda said his level was sixteen, he felt relieved.

Wang Feng knew that the three of them probably had their own guesses, but he didn't say too much.

Just as he walked into the Spirit Hall, Wang Feng heard several voices coming from inside:

But doing that would leave no room for Xiao San to shine. Xiao San, Brother Feng can only help you guys this much; you'll fall in love anyway, so I'll just help you out in advance, kid.

"Of course." Wang Feng explained.

Inside the Spirit Hall, a beautiful woman was scolding Su Yuntao with an unhappy expression.

"Wait..." Xiao Chenyu seemed to remember something and continued, "Wang Laoda, you just said you are an auxiliary tool spirit master?"

Tang San felt incredibly confused.

"Hahaha..." Tang San carried Xiao Wu back to the school first, while Wang Feng chose to go to the Spirit Hall first for his spirit master certification and spirit power test.

"The teacher said that the first spirit ring for a spirit master has a maximum limit of four hundred and twenty-three years. Once exceeded, the spirit master will be unable to withstand the power brought by the ring... This limit! But Brother Feng, how could it be a thousand-year spirit ring?"

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Chenyu were all stunned.

Xiao Chenyu looked up at the sky, thinking to himself that there shouldn't be many people in Notting City capable of hunting a thousand-year spirit beast. What Wang Laoda said should be credible, but this luck was too exaggerated! Two thousand-year spirit beasts fighting to the death! Brother Feng reaping the rewards as the fisherman!

"Xiao San, hurry and carry me back. My spirit power has recovered, but my feet are still injured, and you happen to have the strength now!"

And looking at Wang Laoda, he didn't seem to have consumed much!

"Brother Feng... your luck is just too good!" Tang San couldn't help but sigh.

Tang San had originally thought that Brother Feng's physical fitness was extremely strong, so even if he absorbed a spirit ring exceeding four hundred and twenty-three years, it might not be impossible.

The academy dean seemed to be level forty and should have a thousand-year spirit ring. Ma Xiunuo of the Spirit Hall was only a Great Spirit Master, not even level thirty, and didn't have a thousand-year spirit ring.

"Your spirit power is far lower than mine. Of course, it recovers quickly." Xiao Chenyu looked at the shattered boulder on the other side, pointed at it, and said speechlessly: "Wang Laoda, are you sure you're an auxiliary type?"

However, Tang San knew that Brother Feng must have other secrets; otherwise, he would never have been able to absorb this thousand-year spirit ring.

Especially Tang San! But a thousand years was just too exaggerated!

"What an amazing recovery ability!" Xiao Chenyu said in shock.

Moreover, I only used a tiny bit of the Golden Lotus's power, just enough to restore your spirit power.

A thousand-year spirit ring? How did Brother Feng manage that? Tang San also looked at Wang Feng with great curiosity, wanting to know where this thousand-year spirit ring came from.

Tang San and Xiao Wu also hurriedly stood up. They had been fighting for over half an hour!

Wang Feng coughed twice and said, "In the Hunting Forest, I happened to encounter two thousand-year spirit beasts fighting. When they were both heavily injured, I took the opportunity to hunt one. It was purely picking up scraps..."

But upon hearing Wang Feng's explanation, the three of them fell into a silence.

Dazzling purple... Now you're telling me you're an auxiliary tool spirit master?

But Tang San didn't ask further. Everyone has secrets; Brother Feng has them, Xiao Wu has them, he has them, and even his father has them. There was no need to get to the bottom of it.

He only concealed the matter of the Star-Moon Fox and the fact that he had secretly used the Golden Lotus's ability to help.

Su Yuntao apologized repeatedly to the woman, his manner ingratiating as he said: "Si Si, don't worry, I'll just borrow a token from a friend later. It's mainly because our Spirit Hall has regulations; he has innate full spirit power and really needs a spirit ring to break through his level, which is why I gave him the token."

The three of them looked as if they were dreaming, staring at the purple spirit ring rising from under Wang Feng's feet, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Because to them, this was simply an unimaginable existence!

"That's right, I am an auxiliary tool spirit master." Wang Feng said mostly the truth; there really were two thousand-year spirit beasts fighting.

"Good!" Tang San felt the empty spirit power in his body, like withered grass soaked by spring rain, receiving sufficient nutrients and recovering rapidly!

A level sixteen spirit master, and the first spirit ring is a thousand-year ring?

A thousand-year spirit ring is at least more than double the four hundred and twenty-three-year limit, and looking at the color of Brother Feng's purple ring, it seems very deep; I'm afraid it's not a simple thousand-year spirit ring!

The three people's spirit power had all fully recovered!

Level sixteen was just a value Wang Feng estimated himself.

Xiao Wu said coquettishly.

"Su Yuntao, where is the token? Don't tell me you gave it to that kid? If you gave it to him, how are you going to accompany my brother to the Hunting Forest to hunt spirit beasts today? Re-applying will take several days! If he uses it in the Hunting Forest and drops the token there, it will take several more days to find! Tell me, are you stupid? A kid with a trash spirit says he wants to hunt spirit beasts, and you actually believe him?"

Wang Feng smiled, the Golden Lotus in his hand turned slightly, and strands of golden light instantly enveloped the three of them! The fatigue from just a moment ago was swept away!

The next moment!

"A thousand years?" A trace of suspicion flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes.

But she didn't say anything, just watched. This kind of spirit beast is very rare in the Hunting Forest, and a thousand-year spirit beast, even a Spirit Venerable might not be able to hunt it, right?

Wang Feng looked at the even more shocked expressions of the few, thinking to himself that it seemed his act of showing off was very well-executed.

Otherwise, that six-thousand-year Golden Light Thunder Leopard could never have been hunted!

With that punch of yours, I, a battle spirit master, would probably collapse to the ground directly.