Tang San, the Poison Milk-System Spirit Master: "I Like This Profession!"

While Xiao Feng was traveling on the road.

Although Er Ha hadn't dealt much damage to the Poison Wolf in front of him, he had inflicted a ton of humiliation on it, and this was all thanks to Er Ha's own spirit skills.

Er Ha could condense spirit rings on his own, and the age of those rings could increase along with his own cultivation. Currently, Er Ha possessed two spirit rings, both of the thousand-year level. However, the spirit skills of these thousand-year rings didn't seem to have much offensive capability; instead, their taunting attributes were maxed out.

"First Spirit Skill, Ao of Holy Crap!"

"Second Spirit Skill, Eyes of Wisdom!"

One was an extremely insulting spirit skill, the other a contemptuous one. The mental and psychological damage inflicted by this kind of dimensional attack was incredibly effective at drawing aggro. And Er Ha's spirit skills were just this absurd. Imagine a Husky staring at you with that pair of utterly disdainful eyes, while casually cursing you with "You idiot"—who could endure that?

It was practically a god-tier skill for pulling aggro!

After toying with it for a while, Er Ha grew bored. Opening his bloody maw wide, a surge of darkness instantly devoured the Poison Wolf in front of him.

"Burp~ The taste was a bit off."

After swallowing the Poison Wolf, Er Ha lay down right there, staring faintly at the trembling Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia. Following Xiao Feng's instructions, he didn't devour it, but silently waited for Xiao Feng's arrival.

Before long, Xiao Feng arrived, with Tang San following closely behind.

[Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia, a four hundred and twelve year old plant-type spirit beast. It possesses potent poison while also having top-tier healing effects.]

Xiao Feng looked at the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia, then turned to Tang San and said, "Xiao San, this plant-type spirit beast is very suitable for you. After obtaining its spirit ring, you should develop into a poison-healer type spirit master."

"Poison-healer type spirit master?" Tang San had never heard this term before and was momentarily confused.

"A poison-healer type is someone whose main profession is a poison-using spirit master while also being a healing-type spirit master. You can heal teammates, or poison-heal opponents. With the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, you can develop in the healing direction. On one hand, you can support yourself, and on the other, you can support your teammates. After all, you have Twin Martial Souls, so there's no need to worry about being restricted to one path."

Listening to Xiao Feng's explanation, Tang San roughly understood what a poison-healer type spirit master meant. To be honest, he was quite tempted. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he was already an expert in using poison. Now, developing in the poison-healer direction seemed extremely fitting for him.

Thinking about being able to heal teammates while simultaneously poisoning enemies, this style of combat sounded incredibly satisfying. Combined with the Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques, killing without a trace was safe and sound. Plus, he had another martial soul, so there was no need to worry about becoming a pure poison-healer type spirit master.

"What do you think?"

"Alright."

Tang San agreed without hesitation. Under Xiao Feng's direction, the mere four-hundred-year-old Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia was slapped limp by Er Ha with a single paw, then dragged over to Tang San.

Although the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia possessed potent poison, Er Ha's Devouring Bloodline made him immune to all poisons! Completely ignoring them.

Finally, under Xiao Feng's guidance, Tang San drove the white blade in and pulled out the red one. Soon after, a yellow spirit ring slowly floated out.

"Brother Xiao Feng, I'll start absorbing it now."

With Xiao Feng standing guard, Tang San began absorbing the spirit ring. The absorption process was lengthy, and finding it boring, Xiao Feng sent Er Ha out to look for a suitable spirit beast. Unfortunately, Er Ha roamed for a long time without finding one that suited Xiao Feng.

Left with no choice, Xiao Feng decided to wait and see how long Tang San would take to wake up. If he woke up early, they could search again; if late, he would directly ask System Daddy for help.

The sky gradually darkened. It wasn't until nightfall that Tang San finished absorbing the spirit ring.

Immediately, Xiao Feng asked curiously, "Xiao San, what's your first spirit skill?"

After sensing it, Tang San said excitedly, "My first spirit skill is called Blue Silver Sorrow! This skill allows me, according to my own will, to heal or poison anyone within ten meters who is entangled by my Blue Silver Grass. Those poisoned will either lose consciousness in mild cases or die on the spot in severe cases, while those healed will receive a significant recovery effect."

As he spoke, Tang San released his first spirit skill on a tree in front of him. Several strands of Blue Silver Grass appeared out of nowhere, instantly entangling the tree. In less than a second, thick smoke rose from the tree, accompanied by the sound of corrosion.

But the next moment, a dense green light surged forth. The corroded parts began to slowly recover and grow. Seeing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but marvel at how useful this skill was. Compared to the first spirit skill in the original story, this one was infinitely better.

Seeing the effect of his spirit skill, Tang San also revealed a satisfied smile. The poison-healer path—he had chosen correctly! Now, his Blue Silver Grass contained the potent poison of the Thousand-Mourning Nine-Leaf Begonia. As long as he made good use of his martial soul, the results would be outstanding.

"Alright, since that's settled, let's rest for now. We'll set out tomorrow to find a suitable spirit beast."

That night, Er Ha was mercilessly used by Xiao Feng as a soft bed. He lazily slept on Er Ha's body. Tang San, however, didn't dare to do the same. Er Ha was Xiao Feng's martial soul, not his. Actually, the main reason was that he was scared, coupled with Er Ha's personality making him a bit uneasy.

What if this guy had a nerve episode and took a bite out of him? That would be a huge joke.

The next morning, Xiao Feng began his search for a spirit beast. But perhaps his luck had run out, as he encountered no spirit beast suitable for him. So...

"System~~"

[Understood, my dear.]

A kilometer ahead, a severely injured fifteen-hundred-year Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear quietly appeared. Soon, Er Ha discovered it, and Xiao Feng and Tang San quickly arrived in front of the bear. The Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear stared at Xiao Feng with its small eyes.

Its expression roughly meant, "Hurry up, give me a quick death. I'm busy pretending to be the next severely injured spirit beast."

"System, is this the one?"

[Yes, a perfect spirit ring and perfect age! Completely meets all of the host's requirements.]

Currently, Xiao Feng's body could withstand a maximum of a two-thousand-year spirit ring. However, since the Golden Claw Armor-Splitting Bear was a metal-type and extremely powerful, a two-thousand-year one might be too much for Xiao Feng to handle. So, the age was lowered. A fifteen-hundred-year one was just perfect for Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng didn't waste any words. He drew the Immortal Killing Sword and made a clean cut. Soon, a purple spirit ring emerged.

Tang San, standing by, asked worriedly, "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 the pain involved. Even a mere four-hundred-year ring had made him extremely uncomfortable. If it were a thousand-year one, he couldn't imagine the pain.

However, Xiao Feng just smiled and said, "Little San, you don't understand my world."

With that, Xiao Feng began absorbing the spirit ring. Tang San also prepared to stand guard for him. But to Tang San's bewilderment, that thousand-year spirit ring instantly merged into Xiao Feng's body.

In less than a single breath, the absorption was complete? He hadn't even had time to sit down on the ground, and the spirit ring was already absorbed? This left Tang San both confused and deeply shocked.

"Wait, Brother Xiao Feng, what... what just happened?"

"Little San, I told you, you don't understand my world."

Looking at the thousand-year spirit ring on his own body, Xiao Feng found that his spirit power had increased by two levels, reaching level twenty-six. At this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but exclaim, "As expected of the perfect spirit ring gifted by my system, the effect is outstanding."

But the most impressive thing wasn't this—it was Xiao Feng's first spirit skill!