Xiao Feng was still on the road.
Although Er Ha had not dealt much damage to the Poison Wolf before it, it had humiliated the creature beyond measure. The reason lay in Er Ha's own spirit skills.
Er Ha could form its own Spirit Rings, and their age could increase along with its cultivation. It now possessed two Spirit Rings, both at the thousand-year level. Yet the skills granted by those thousand-year Spirit Rings did not seem particularly offensive. Instead, they had maxed-out taunting attributes.
"First Spirit Skill, Ao of Holy Crap!"
"Second Spirit Skill, Eyes of Wisdom!"
One was an outrageously insulting spirit skill, while the other was pure contempt. This sort of crushing mental blow was exceptionally good at drawing hatred. Er Ha's skills were just that absurd. Imagine a Husky staring at you with those utterly disdainful eyes while casually calling you an idiot. Who could stand that?
It was practically a divine skill for provoking enemies!
After playing around for a while, Er Ha grew bored. It opened its massive jaws, and darkness instantly swallowed the Poison Wolf before it.
"Burp~ The taste was mediocre."
After swallowing the Poison Wolf, Er Ha lay down where it was and silently stared at the trembling Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia. Following Xiao Feng's orders, it had not swallowed the plant and simply waited for him to arrive.
Before long, Xiao Feng reached the spot, with Tang San following closely behind.
[Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia, a 412-year plant-type spirit beast. It possessed deadly poison as well as top-tier healing effects.]
Xiao Feng looked at the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia, then turned to Tang San. "Little San, this plant-type spirit beast suits you well. Once you obtain its Spirit Ring, you should develop into a poison-healer Spirit Master."
"A poison-healer Spirit Master?" Tang San had never heard this term before and did not understand it at first.
"A poison-healer's main class is a poison Spirit Master, but they are also healing-type Spirit Masters. They can heal allies and poison enemies. You can develop your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in the direction of healing. That way, you can support yourself and your teammates. Besides, you have Twin Martial Souls, so you do not need to worry about being restricted to a single path."
After listening to Xiao Feng's explanation, Tang San roughly understood what a poison-healer Spirit Master was. To be honest, he was tempted. As a Tang Sect disciple, he was already an expert at using poison. Developing as a poison-healer seemed exceptionally suitable for him.
The thought of healing allies while poisoning enemies at the same time made this style of fighting sound exhilarating. Combined with the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, he could kill without leaving a trace. It was safe, too. Besides, he had another Martial Soul, so he did not need to worry about becoming a mere poison-healer Spirit Master.
"What do you think?"
"Fine."
Tang San agreed without hesitation. Under Xiao Feng's direction, Er Ha smacked the mere four-hundred-year-old Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia senseless with one paw, then carried it over to Tang San.
Although the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia possessed deadly poison, Er Ha's Devouring Bloodline made it immune to all poisons! It ignored them completely.
Finally, under Xiao Feng's guidance, Tang San drove in the white blade and pulled out the red one. Soon after, a yellow Spirit Ring slowly floated up.
"Brother Xiao Feng, I'll absorb it first."
With Xiao Feng standing guard, Tang San began absorbing the Spirit Ring. Absorbing a Spirit Ring took a long time, and Xiao Feng soon grew bored. He sent Er Ha out to search for suitable spirit beasts, but unfortunately, after wandering around for a long while, Er Ha did not find any spirit beast suited to Xiao Feng.
Left with no choice, Xiao Feng decided to wait and see when Tang San would wake up. If he woke early, they would continue searching. If he woke late, Xiao Feng would directly ask the system daddy for help.
The sky gradually darkened. It was not until night had fully fallen that Tang San finally completed the absorption of the Spirit Ring.
Xiao Feng immediately asked curiously, "Little San, what is your First Spirit Skill?"
After sensing it, Tang San said excitedly, "My First Spirit Skill is called Blue Silver Sorrow! According to my will, it can heal or poison anyone within ten meters who is bound by my Blue Silver Grass. Those poisoned will lose consciousness in mild cases and die on the spot in severe cases. Those healed will recover significantly."
As he spoke, Tang San released his First Spirit Skill at a tree in front of him. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass appeared out of thin air and instantly wrapped around the tree. In less than a second, thick smoke rose from the tree, accompanied by the sound of corrosion.
Yet the next moment, a dense green light emerged. The corroded portions began to slowly recover and grow back. Seeing this, Xiao Feng could not help but marvel at how useful the skill was. Compared with the First Spirit Skill from the original story, this one was simply leagues better.
Tang San also revealed a satisfied smile upon seeing the effect of his spirit skill. He had chosen the right path with poison-healers! His Blue Silver Grass now contained the deadly poison of the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia. As long as he used his Martial Soul properly, its effects would be incredible.
"Alright, since that's settled, get some rest. We'll set out tomorrow to search for suitable spirit beasts."
That night, Xiao Feng ruthlessly used Er Ha as a soft bed and lazily slept atop it. Tang San did not dare do the same. Er Ha was Xiao Feng's Martial Soul, not his. More importantly, Tang San was timid, and Er Ha's personality made him feel somewhat uneasy.
If that guy suddenly had a fit and took a bite out of him, the joke would be on him.
Early the next morning, Xiao Feng resumed his search for spirit beasts. Yet perhaps his luck had run out, because he did not encounter a single spirit beast suitable for himself. So—
"System~~"
[Understood, my darling.]
A heavily wounded fifteen-hundred-year Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear quietly appeared one kilometer ahead. Er Ha quickly discovered it, and Xiao Feng and Tang San soon arrived before the Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear. The Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear stared at Xiao Feng with its tiny eyes.
It roughly meant, Hurry up and put me out of my misery. I'm still busy going on to pretend to be another heavily wounded spirit beast.
"System, is this the one?"
[Yep, the perfect Spirit Ring and perfect age! It perfectly meets all the host's requirements.]
Xiao Feng's body could currently withstand a Spirit Ring of up to two thousand years. However, the metal-attributed Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear was too powerful, and Xiao Feng might not be able to endure a two-thousand-year Spirit Ring. Thus, its age had been lowered. Fifteen hundred years was just perfect for Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng did not waste words. He drew the Immortal Killing Sword and cleanly cut it down with one slash. Soon, a purple Spirit Ring emerged.
Tang San asked worriedly from the side, "Brother Xiao Feng, your first Spirit Ring is directly a thousand-year one. Are you sure you can absorb it?"
Having just absorbed a Spirit Ring himself, Tang San naturally knew how painful the process was. A ring of only a little over four hundred years had already made him suffer greatly. He did not dare imagine the pain of a thousand-year Spirit Ring.
Xiao Feng merely smiled. "Little San, you don't understand my world."
As he spoke, Xiao Feng began absorbing the Spirit Ring. Tang San also prepared to stand guard for him, but to his utter confusion, the thousand-year Spirit Ring instantly fused into Xiao Feng's body.
In less than the time of a breath, the Spirit Ring absorption was complete? Xiao Feng had not even had time to sit down cross-legged, yet the Spirit Ring had already been absorbed? Tang San was completely bewildered and deeply shaken.
"No, Brother Xiao Feng, what... what was that?"
"Little San, I told you. You don't understand my world."
Looking at the thousand-year Spirit Ring on his body, Xiao Feng discovered that his Soul Power had risen by two levels, directly reaching level twenty-six. He could not help sighing. "As expected of the perfect Spirit Ring gifted by my system. The effect is absolutely amazing."
But that was not even the most awesome part. The real highlight was Xiao Feng's First Spirit Skill!
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