My Sign-in Life in Douluo 4

The Ghost Wolf Beast, which had been unconscious, was jolted awake by the shock, only to be frightened into fainting once more.

Two hours passed, and Jiang Siming retracted his martial soul. Opening his eyes, he saw the Ghost Wolf Beast had bled to death, and the blood on the ground had already dried. A massive purple spirit ring floated above the giant carcass.

"Damn, why does it smell so bad?" Jiang Siming looked at himself and gave a wry smile; he looked like a young man from Africa.

"Whatever, I'll absorb the spirit ring first. It's getting dark. If I don't absorb it now, I'll be in big trouble." Whether in his past life or on the Douluo Continent, the nights in the forest were terrifying.

People lack a clear head in dark environments. Losing one's composure makes it easy to make wrong judgments. This was the Star Dou Great Forest, the world of spirit beasts; if one were targeted by nocturnal creatures at night, it would be very difficult to handle.

Jiang Siming sat down in front of the Ghost Wolf Beast and began to absorb the spirit ring. The intense pain made his face contort; although his body had been strengthened, it was, after all, a three-thousand-year spirit beast, exceeding the normal limit by more than six times.

"Hold on, Jiang Siming, you are not a coward. You can do this. Heaven has given you a chance to start over; you must hold on." Jiang Siming could only remind himself of this.

Half an hour later.

He finally finished absorbing it.

"Damn it, that hurt like hell," Jiang Siming yelped.

"Ding, host has obtained a spirit ring for the first martial soul. First martial soul unsealed by one-quarter. Juexian Sword unsealed, second Rusty Sword unlocked."

"Holy crap, Juexian Sword, one-quarter unlocked? Is my first martial soul the Four Immortal-Slaughtering Swords?" Jiang Siming said in surprise.

Ignoring the grime all over his body, he released his first martial soul. A long sword overflowing with cold light appeared before him. The rust on the blade had faded, and the tip flickered with sword energy. Jiang Siming swung it casually, and a trench appeared before him.

"This is... too strong." Jiang Siming retracted the Juexian Sword, and a Rusty Sword appeared in its place.

"Does this count as one martial soul, or two?" Jiang Siming thought for a moment. It should count as one, after all, they share the same spirit ring.

"Let me see how powerful my first spirit skill is." A deep purple spirit ring lit up in front of Jiang Siming.

"One Sword Separates the World." A massive wave of sword energy swept out, carving a huge gash into the ground.

This is too OP.

Jiang Siming tried the Juexian Sword again; its power was about seven times stronger than the Rusty Sword. While powerful, Jiang Siming did not get cocky, because he knew that to master great power, one must pay more than what it took to obtain it.

Jiang Siming had been out for a day and had completed his sign-in task, but he didn't plan to go back just yet. He needed real combat; the levels of the students at the academy could no longer pressure him, and it would be easy to expose his secrets. Jiang Siming didn't want to be treated like an endangered species.

"Then let's begin." Ignoring the filth on his body, he began to prepare for battle. After all, he didn't dare bathe in the lakes of the Star Dou Great Forest. He might end up with nothing left but his bones.

Chapter 4 Let Go of That Girl, Let Me Do It

The next day, Due to the medicinal power of the Body Strengthening Pill and the energy gained from absorbing the spirit ring that had nowhere to vent, Jiang Siming spent the whole night slaughtering. He had several close calls; after all, those nocturnal creatures were not to be trifled with.

"I'm really risking my life here," Jiang Siming thought. The nocturnal spirit beasts generally didn't have high attack power, but they were better at hiding themselves and ambushing enemies. So, Jiang Siming chose not to rest. Firstly, because of the energy in his body, and secondly, there is no such thing as only killing thieves without guarding against them.

After a night of fighting, Jiang Siming had made a qualitative leap and had initially mastered sword energy. "One Sword Separates the World" was also becoming more intuitive to use.

Moreover, Jiang Siming discovered a little trick for detecting hidden enemies. By using his first martial soul to sense killing intent—the Four Immortal-Slaughtering Swords were inherently focused on slaughter and were extremely sensitive to killing intent—now that the Juexian Sword was unsealed, things were different than before.

Suddenly, a commotion came from ahead, and Jiang Siming became alert. From a distance, he saw a girl about his age dodging the pursuit of an Earth Cave Demon Spider.

"Visually, it looks like an Earth Cave Demon Spider of about 2,500 years. This kid is so unlucky. Should I help her?" Jiang Siming thought. But then he reconsidered, "In my past life, 'saints' didn't seem to live long. I'm not Tang San, the protagonist; at most, I'm a stowaway. Forget it. Amitabha, good luck to you." Just as he was preparing to retreat, Jiang Siming suddenly saw the girl change course and run straight toward him.

"Damn it, am I a magnet for trouble? A 2,500-year Earth Cave Demon Spider, and I have to risk my life again." Jiang Siming complained, but he was already prepared to fight. He wasn't confident about a 2,500-year Earth Cave Demon Spider. After all, the Earth Cave Demon Spider didn't rely on venom as its primary attack, but rather on binding and immense strength. Of course, spider-type spirit beasts were best at hiding themselves. It seemed the girl had done something to provoke it.

"Sigh, I guess I'm still too kind," Jiang Siming thought to himself. Even though the girl was rushing toward him, he could have ignored her, but he didn't. In this world of spirit beasts, one's own life is the most important thing. Taking risks like Jiang Siming was doing, to save a stranger, was a very foolish act. The reason Jiang Siming finally decided to save the girl was because his heart told him he should. Following his heart made his cultivation smoother. Of course, Jiang Siming wasn't the type to sacrifice himself for others; he would act within his capabilities and save those who could be saved. During last night's slaughter, Jiang Siming had killed a Ghost Leopard of about 2,000 years, which was not much weaker than this Earth Cave Demon Spider.

The Earth Cave Demon Spider's row of eyes flashed with fierce light. The girl's left arm was injured, bleeding profusely, and she was running forward with difficulty.

The girl's legs grew weaker and weaker, as if she were about to collapse, and the Earth Cave Demon Spider didn't want to end her life just like that; it didn't want her to die so simply.

Jiang Siming seized the opportunity and ambushed it with "One Sword Separates the World," severing four of the Earth Cave Demon Spider's legs. The spider let out a wail and crashed to the left, shooting a web from its mouth to wrap the girl up, quickly pulling her toward its mouth. Jiang Siming struck again, severing the spider web, then turned back and slashed, cutting off the Earth Cave Demon Spider's other four legs. A final strike ended the Earth Cave Demon Spider. In just over ten seconds, the battle was over. It wasn't that the Earth Cave Demon Spider was weak, but that he had won by surprise. If he had engaged in a war of attrition, Jiang Siming might not have been its match; after all, the Earth Cave Demon Spider was a master of stealth. If it had targeted Jiang Siming, he would truly have had no peace.

Jiang Siming picked up the unconscious girl. Her face was delicate, like a porcelain doll. Her brows were furrowed, and she had a cold, aloof temperament. She shouldn't be an ordinary spirit master. Based on her clothing, Jiang Siming was certain this girl was no commoner.

Half an hour later, the girl slowly woke up. Jiang Siming leaned his face close, just about to say, "You're awake?"

The girl fainted again.

"What the hell? Does that mean I'm too ugly? I risked my life to save you, at least!" Jiang Siming complained.

Actually, it wasn't the girl's fault at all. One shouldn't forget that after yesterday's marrow-cleansing and the night of slaughter, the smell on his body was unbearable for normal people. The black impurities had dried onto his skin. He really looked like a humanoid spirit beast.

Jiang Siming looked at the ring on the girl's hand and injected spirit power. It was indeed a Soul Tool. Inside, there was plenty of food and water.

"Looks like she's here for training," Jiang Siming thought to himself.

"This girl's background shouldn't be simple. Maybe she's the apple of the eye of some big power? But her training method is too brutal, right? Whatever. As long as she doesn't provoke me, what's it to me?" Jiang Siming thought.

He then picked up the girl and brought her out of the Star Dou Great Forest together.

"Girl, the world is vast, we shall meet again if fate allows," Jiang Siming said to the still-unconscious girl.

After Jiang Siming left, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, looking in the direction he had departed.

Jiang Siming had long realized that the girl was awake; otherwise, since he had saved her, how could he abandon her in danger again?

"Now, should I think about how to explain this to Tang San and the others?" Jiang Siming smiled bitterly.

First, Jiang Siming had to find a place to clean himself up. He chose not to use the water from the girl's ring because he didn't want her to easily recognize him and cause unnecessary trouble.

If you risk your life for training, either someone in that power is targeting her, or the power itself is cold-blooded. So, Jiang Siming didn't want to get involved in this mess under any circumstances.

"I need a bath! I'll be prettier after a wash. So comfortable, I never realized bathing could be this pleasant." Jiang Siming lay in a small pool of water. The water was pitch black—one could see just how dirty he had been.