Emerald Eight Spider Lances Revealed, Ning Rongrong in Peril

"Make way, everyone."

Lin Qingmo shouted in a deep voice and rushed to Ning Rongrong in three steps.

The crowd parted to make way, and everyone stared at him expectantly, their eyes burning with hope.

This person is incredibly capable; he might actually be able to pull Ning Rongrong back from the brink of death.

Lin Qingmo a deep breath, and his Soul Power surged up like a tidal wave.

"Laugh--"

With a soft sound, eight emerald green Spider Spear suddenly burst forth from his back and unfolded.

The Spider Spear was entirely translucent green, as if it were meticulously carved from the finest jade.

Its surface is covered with mysterious and intricate patterns, and the spearhead gleams with a cold light, yet it exudes a rich life force that is almost tangible.

The Emerald Eight Spider Lances possess the power of life transfer and absorption, capable of repairing damaged meridians and reshaping endangered bodies.

Lin Qingmo, manipulating the Eight Spider Lances with movements as gentle as if touching the most precious treasure in the world, slowly piercing the spear tip into Ning Rongrong's back.

In an instant, a rich and gentle life force, like a warm current, flowed continuously into Ning Rongrong's body along the jade Spider Spear.

Those life forces seemed to have come to life, flowing through her body like gentle streams.

He soothed the damaged meridians inch by inch, calming the Berserk and violent Spirit Ring energy.

At the same time, the Emerald Eight Spider Lances were silently devouring the excessively violent energy within her body, which far exceeded her tolerance limits.

It is refined into a mild and docile form, making it easier to absorb.

Silence reigned all around.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the eight jade Spider Spear behind Lin Qingmo.

"Soul Bone?!"

Yu Feng was the first to explode, his voice even changing tone.

"Qingmo! You actually have Soul Bone?!"

Liu Erlong's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "This is External Soul Bone."

"External Soul Bone!"

Yu Feng felt his heart was about to give out today.

First, there was Zhu Zhuqing's Third Spirit Ring, which had been around for 3,500 years.

Lin Qingmo has now actually pulled out a piece of External Soul Bone —this is a treasure that is one in ten thousand!

Ye Lingling stared wide-eyed at the eight Emerald Eight Spider Lances, her eyes filled with disbelief.

As the inheritor of the Nine-Heart Begonia, she knows better than anyone how incredible this ability to directly transmit life force and precisely repair damaged meridians is.

Even with her Nine-Heart Begonia, it would be difficult to achieve such precision and speed.

Not to mention it can also soothe the Berserk Spirit Ring energy.

Dugu Yan crossed her arms, her gaze fixed intently on Lin Qingmo's retreating figure, her eyes flickering uncertainly.

Just how many cards is this man hiding?

Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly to the side, gazing at Lin Qingmo's profile, her eyes showing no surprise, only complete trust.

She had known all along that he possessed this External Soul Bone, and she was also aware of his abilities.

Now that Lin Qingmo has made a move, Ning Rongrong will definitely be safe.

Nourished by the Emerald Eight Spider Lances, the pain on Ning Rongrong's face was visibly fading.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, and her deathly pale face regained its color.

The Berserk Spirit Ring energy within her body has completely calmed down and is now gently merging into her body little by little, guided by its power.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Half an hour later--

Ning Rongrong's Soul Power suddenly surged!

The purple Spirit Ring completely merged into her body. She slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

A hint of confusion flashed across his eyes, then cleared up completely.

She looked up and the first thing she saw was Lin Qingmo squatting in front of her—he was retrieving the eight jade Spider Spear.

Looking at the young man before him, at the emerald Spider Spear that hadn't fully retracted behind him, feeling the steady yet surging Soul Power within his body, and at his perfectly repaired meridians...

A strange light instantly welled up in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

In her moment of blurred consciousness, she could clearly feel a gentle life force flowing into her body, pulling her back from the brink of collapse.

It was him, he saved me.

"Ning Rongrong! How are you? Are you alright?"

Liu Erlong rushed over, his face full of anxiety.

Ning Rongrong snapped out of her daze, looked at Liu Erlong, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.

She shook the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand, her voice clear and crisp. "Teacher Er Long, I'm fine."

"I successfully absorbed the Third Spirit Ring after three thousand years, and my Soul Power is now level thirty-two! My Third Spirit Skill is Spirit Power Amplification."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone smiled happily.

"That's great, Ning Rongrong!"

Yu Feng patted his chest and grinned, "You scared us to death just now! We thought something bad was going to happen to you."

"That's right, we can't be so reckless when absorbing Spirit Ring in the future."

Dugu Yan walked over and tapped her on the head.

"If Qingmo hadn't returned in time, you would have been finished this time."

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong." Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue.

She stood up from the ground, walked up to Lin Qingmo, and bowed deeply.

"Qingmo, thank you."

She looked up at him, her eyes shining like two stars, her voice full of sincerity.

"If it weren't for you, I would definitely be finished this time. Thank you for saving me."

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

Lin Qingmo smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"I'm glad you're alright."

"To be honest, I was also wrong. I underestimated the physical limits of your body as Support-type Spirit Master."

Just then, Yu Feng suddenly looked at Xiao Wu standing next to Lin Qingmo and asked curiously, "Xiao Wu, you went out with Qingmo all day, how was it? Did you find a suitable Fourth Spirit Ring for yourself?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Wu.

Of course.

Xiao Wu smiled slightly and took a step forward.

His Soul Power surged suddenly within him.

A powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from her body!

Four Spirit Ring slowly rose from beneath her feet: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple.

That last purple Spirit Ring shone brightly in the sunlight, faintly carrying a black halo.

"My Fourth Spirit Ring's age limit is... eight thousand years!"

The entire camp fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Everyone froze, their eyes wide open, staring intently at Xiao Wu's four Spirit Ring, especially the purple Fourth Spirit Ring with a black halo, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Eight thousand years ago, the Fourth Spirit Ring?!"

Yu Feng was the first to explode, his voice cracking.

"Isn't the theoretical limit for the Fourth Spirit Ring five thousand years? This is already beyond that limit?"

He felt that his worldview had been completely shattered and rebuilt today.

First, there was Zhu Zhuqing's Third Spirit Ring, which was 3,500 years old, far exceeding the theoretical limit by more than double.

Next up is Ning Rongrong's Third Spirit Ring has been around for three thousand years.

Now, Xiao Wu has actually pulled out an 8,000-year-old Fourth Spirit Ring, which is a full 3,000 years beyond the theoretical limit!

Is this still the Soul Master World he knows?

When did the theoretical limits of Spirit Ring become so... unprincipled?