Spirit Soul Evil Eye Tyrant

Chapter Soul Spirit -- Evil Eye Tyrant

"This... how is this possible?"

Old Man Li stared at this scene, stunned and dumbfounded.

How... how could anyone get so close to these soul spirits? And he was someone meeting them for the first time!

Leng Yaozhu and Gu Yue also watched Qiangu Wuji in the center of the room in astonishment, both of them wearing very strange expressions.

In the end, it was Old Man Li who reacted first, trotting over and anxiously trying to persuade him.

"Young Master Wuji, come back quickly, it's dangerous there!"

In the distance, Qiangu Wuji heard his words, turned his head to look at him, then looked at the ball of light in his arms, and finally nodded, walking back.

As soon as he walked over, Old Man Li immediately asked him with excitement.

"Young Master Wuji, how did you do that?"

"You mean not being attacked?"

Qiangu Wuji tilted his head, then pointed to his own eyes.

"Because I can see what they are thinking."

"Ah?"

Old Man Li was stunned, and only then did he notice Qiangu Wuji's pair of bright golden eyes, immediately exclaiming once more.

"This is, the Spirit Eyes Martial Soul? You awakened the Spirit Ice Douluo's Spirit Eyes Martial Soul?"

Qiangu Wuji nodded, tacitly confirming his words, then looked at the balls of light before him again.

At this moment, in his vision, these floating balls of light were all baby soul beasts; some were baring their fangs, some were fast asleep, and some were looking pitifully, waiting for someone to comfort them.

These soul spirit balls of light were essentially composed of soul power and spiritual power, and his Heavenly Six Eyes happened to be able to see both.

As long as he could see the expressions of these little guys, it wasn't hard to guess their moods, and he could avoid touching those in a bad mood and getting attacked.

"By the way, Grandpa Li, how do I absorb these soul spirits?"

Qiangu Wuji thought of the purpose of this trip and asked curiously.

Old Man Li took a deep look at him, then explained.

"Just like ordinary soul spirits, you pick one and then proceed to absorb it."

He paused slightly, then added.

"However, Young Master Wuji, I must remind you that although you won't be attacked by them, you still cannot let your guard down when it comes to absorption."

"Mm, I understand."

Qiangu Wuji nodded and quickly locked onto the soul spirit from before.

In his vision, it was an orange, eye-like object; in fact, it was an eyeball.

The appearance of this thing basically matched the description in the original work.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be the Evil Eye Tyrant Sovereign, who once ranked second on the continent's Top Ten Fierce Beasts list.

In the second installment of the series, it was defeated by Huo Gua and became Huo Gua's ninth soul ring.

Of course, this one wasn't that second-ranked, 790,000-year-old super fierce beast, but just a small Evil Eye Tyrant of the same race.

But being able to reach the status of the former second-in-command of the continent was enough to prove the talent of this race, and since it happened to be proficient in spiritual attributes, choosing it was the right move.

Thinking of this, he walked over slowly.

Watching him approach, Old Man Li couldn't help but become nervous, turning his head to say respectfully to Leng Yaozhu.

"Vice Tower Master."

"Mm!"

Actually, there was no need for him to say anything; the moment Qiangu Wuji walked out, Leng Yaozhu had already waved her hand, and an incomparably vast amount of soul power instantly enveloped the entire room.

Under this massive soul power, if any accident occurred, she would inevitably be able to crush the soul spirits on the scene to pieces in the first instance.

After all, this was her most precious son; although Leng Yaozhu wanted him to succeed, that didn't mean she would let him take risks.

Just like that, the scene became tense under the influence of this Limit Douluo.

But this atmosphere didn't last long, and was soon interrupted by a relaxed voice.

"Is the absorption finished like this?"

"Finished?"

Leng Yaozhu was stunned, then looked over at Qiangu Wuji, only to find that he had already stood up, and at this moment, there was an extra round, chrysanthemum-like thing on his shoulder?

A chrysanthemum?

What kind of soul spirit was this?

Old Man Li's eyes widened, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"It was finished so simply? This... this..."

"That's not right. A soul spirit of this type shouldn't be absorbed so easily!"

Old Man Li muttered, then suddenly seemed to realize something, unable to stop himself from blurting it out.

"Could it be that Young Master Qiangu Wuji's spiritual power is exceptionally strong?"

Leng Yaozhu was startled, also considering this possibility, so she beckoned him over.

"Wuji, come here for a moment."

Qiangu Wuji didn't think much of it, walked straight over, and looked up at his mother.

Leng Yaozhu didn't say anything else; she reached out with her jade-like hand, touched his fair, tender little face, and closed her eyes to sense it intently.

Upon sensing it, a trace of surprise appeared on her beautiful face, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Spiritual power at the initial stage of the Spirit Connection Realm, no wonder..."

"Spirit Connection Realm?" Upon hearing this, Old Man Li widened his eyes from the side and exclaimed in disbelief, "You're saying Young Master Qiangu Wuji's spiritual power is at the Spirit Connection Realm? This... what kind of genius is this!!"

Gu Yue also glanced at Qiangu Wuji in surprise, her eyes suddenly filled with a sense of competitiveness.

Qiangu Wuji himself was also slightly stunned.

He had originally thought his spiritual power would be strong, but he never expected it to reach the level of the Spirit Connection Realm directly.

In the original story, the two protagonists had spiritual power of only a few dozen points at his age, still in the Spirit Origin Realm.

But he, on the other hand, had broken past one hundred!

Don't forget, he was only six years old!

The effect of this Abyssal Brain was terrifying.

Leng Yaozhu looked at her increasingly monstrous son, no longer knowing how to describe her current mood.

She had thought the Three-Life Martial Soul was already heaven-defying enough, but now came this unprecedented spiritual power.

With such talent, as long as he developed steadily, becoming a Limit Douluo in the future was almost a certainty.

She took a deep breath to suppress the excitement in her heart, then looked at the small "chrysanthemum" on Qiangu Wuji's shoulder, her expression turning strange once again.

"Eh, it's actually just a hundred-year soul spirit?"

For the first soul spirit to be a hundred-year one was logically a very normal thing, but after everything that had happened, it made Leng Yaozhu subconsciously feel that it was out of place.

In her projections, even if Qiangu Wuji's first soul spirit wasn't ten-thousand-year, it should at least have been thousand-year.

This hundred-year one seemed a bit too ordinary.

But thinking about it, the limit of a soul spirit's age was related to physical constitution; no matter how much of a genius her son was, it was impossible for him to have a monstrous body while his spiritual power was abnormally outstanding.

Thinking this way, she felt relieved; after all, what mattered for a soul spirit was its quality, not its age.

Soul spirits all possessed growth potential, so the current age didn't really matter.

Moreover, she could sense that the age of Qiangu Wuji's soul spirit was not low, nearing the thousand-year level.

For a child who had just awakened his martial soul, this was already a heaven-defying existence.

After Qiangu Wuji's first soul spirit was settled, it was Gu Yue's turn.

However, when it was Gu Yue's turn, she refused, saying she had suddenly thought of a better arrangement.

In fact, Qiangu Wuji understood that Gu Yue didn't need any soul spirits at all; her soul rings were all added by herself.

Saying it that way was just to prevent Leng Yaozhu from becoming suspicious.

And so, the three of them left the basement.

The morning passed without incident, and night arrived quickly.

Qiangu Wuji was in his room adapting to his new power when suddenly the door was pushed open, and Leng Yaozhu walked in from outside.

"Wuji, do you want to find a teacher?"