"Uh..."
Ye Qifeng froze slightly. Unable to bear Meng Yiran's burning gaze, he could only nod and agree.
"Fine. Then I'll call you by your name from now on, Yiran."
Meng Yiran immediately broke into a radiant smile.
Not wanting to dwell on the subject, Ye Qifeng pointed at the Man Faced Demon Spider on the ground, which was already close to breathing its last.
"Alright, Meng... uh, Yiran, hurry and kill it. Start absorbing the Spirit Ring. You might get a surprise."
Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes lit up.
"What surprise?"
Ye Qifeng smiled mysteriously.
"You'll know once you finish absorbing it."
Meng Yiran pouted. Teasing my curiosity again.
Ye Qifeng did not mind her little expression and said softly.
"The process of absorbing the Spirit Ring may be a little painful. Make sure you endure it. But don't worry about safety—I'll watch over you."
In truth, it did not matter if the Spirit Ring's age exceeded the Spirit Master Theoretical Limit. Meng Yiran's current physique was already enough to endure it.
The main problem was the External Soul Bone attached to the Spirit Ring.
External Soul Bones were not easy to absorb. They were far rarer than Spirit Rings.
Furthermore, the Man Faced Demon Spider Spirit Ring Meng Yiran was about to absorb was more than two thousand years old, far exceeding the Spirit Master Theoretical Limit of one thousand seven hundred and sixty years.
A Super-Limit Spirit Ring and an External Soul Bone—absorbing both at once would inevitably inflict an immense impact upon Meng Yiran's body and bring indescribable pain.
Ye Qifeng could help Meng Yiran balance out the immense energy contained within the Spirit Ring and External Soul Bone.
But the pain caused by the two, especially the pain from the External Soul Bone reshaping her body