Stacked Rings - 999-Year Soul Ring

Chen Xin pointed his sword-finger at the center of Ling Chen's brow. A vast, surging sword intent instantly suppressed Ling Chen's restless killing intent, causing the murderous aura around his body to slowly dissipate.

Ling Chen's consciousness gradually recovered, and the Peerless Domain began to recede.

"I am sorry, I have caused you trouble!"

Ling Chen looked apologetic, feeling somewhat at a loss. He had truly intended to kill just moments ago, but failing to suppress his bloodlust had nearly cost him his sanity.

"You are still young; it is normal not to be able to control such power. It is our fault for being too abrupt and placing such immense pressure on you. It has been hard on you."

Ning Fengzhi comforted him from the side; had it been any other child, they would likely be in tears by now.

Chen Xin also let out a long sigh. If a little Slaughter God like this were to face other children in a duel...

Tsk tsk, he dared not imagine it! The psychological trauma it would inflict on the other children would be immeasurable.

"Very well, the strength you displayed has far exceeded my expectations. Taking a monster like you as a disciple is my honor!"

Ling Chen was overjoyed and quickly cupped his hands in a salute.

"Disciple Ling Chen, greets Master!"

Bone Dragon Douluo patted Chen Xin on the shoulder, his face full of envy.

"Chen Xin, when will you find me a direct disciple as well, so that this Bone Dragon Douluo has someone to carry on his legacy?"

Hearing this, Chen Xin teased him.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is full of geniuses, yet I have not seen you find a direct disciple."

Gu Rong smiled helplessly and pointed a finger at Ling Chen.

"My requirements are not high; someone with even half his talent would suffice. That is not asking too much, is it!"

Chen Xin waved his hand and patted Ling Chen's small head.

"That depends on luck! We guard this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; perhaps we can rely on these little ones to find such a direct disciple."

Chen Xin's meaning was clear: it was time for Gu Rong to put his money where his mouth was.

"Easily done. Let's go, Li Tianyi! Uncle-Master Gu Rong will take you to obtain your Soul Ring!"

As he spoke, Gu Rong grabbed Ling Chen and leaped into the air, rushing out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Battle Tower. A massive Bone Dragon instantly appeared; the two stood upon its head as it soared into the clouds.

Star Dou Great Forest, above the edge of the forest.

A Bone Dragon streaked across the sky, scaring the surrounding soul beasts into fleeing in all directions. Gu Rong scanned the beasts from the air, yet none caught his eye.

Either the age was insufficient, or the beast was not a good match for Ling Chen's martial soul.

Finding a soul beast between three hundred and five hundred years old that was compatible with Ling Chen was merely a minor inconvenience for Gu Rong.

Ling Chen, meanwhile, was contemplating how he could loot corpses within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family without affecting his ability to loot corpses at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Oscar's Copy Mirror Sausage? No, the duration is too short.

Wait...

Could he obtain a clone-type soul skill? If he searched for a soul beast based on this requirement, Ling Chen would accept even a ten-year white Soul Ring.

"Uncle-Master Gu Rong, there is no need to look for a beast that matches my martial soul. For my first soul skill, I want something of the clone variety."

Gu Rong was stunned. A clone-type soul skill?

"Tianyi, did the loss of control on the arena give you a fever? Your martial soul is of the assault type; you should be focusing on assault-type soul beasts. Why are you thinking of developing toward the agility-attack path?"

Ling Chen said nothing, merely manifesting the Green Steel Sword and placing it into Gu Rong's hand.

Gu Rong was shocked. This weight... a hundred pounds! That a child like Ling Chen could wield such a heavy sword with one hand meant that the hundred-pound weight of the Green Steel Sword would only ever be felt by his opponents!

Thinking about it was terrifying; even thinking about it simply was still terrifying!

In terms of raw strength, Ling Chen was inferior to Chen Xin—that much was clear from the arena. But his ability to wield this hundred-pound Green Steel Sword meant he possessed the explosive power of an assault-type soul master.

"So that is how it is. With this hundred-pound weight combined with the sharpness of this blade, there are likely very few who could block your sword."

Gu Rong returned the Green Steel Sword to Ling Chen, feeling even more envious of that old man Chen Xin. When would he ever get his hands on such a monstrous disciple?

Perhaps only monsters can encounter monsters...

Gu Rong could only comfort himself this way. It was impossible for him to go to Slaughter City and wait for a six-year-old child who excelled in defense and possessed the Slaughter God's Domain.

Recalling his thoughts, now that he had a general goal, it was much easier for Gu Rong to find a soul beast.

Before long, a 400-year-old soul beast was locked onto by Gu Rong's Bone Dragon.

"I have decided on you! Hundred Shadow Demon Crow!"

The Bone Dragon let out a roar, and countless bone spikes instantly engulfed a giant tree.

Gu Rong struck quickly. Ling Chen only saw the giant tree covered in crows, which turned into black shadows and vanished after being struck by the bone spikes.

One bone spike pierced the head of the Hundred Shadow Demon Crow, blood flowing out, and its Soul Ring manifested.

Ling Chen did not rush to loot the corpse; he feared that if he did, the Soul Ring would end up in the belly of the White Dragon within the Dragon Pillar Space.

Ling Chen sat cross-legged on the spot to absorb the Soul Ring. The yellow ring slowly circled his body, gradually shrinking toward him as the center.

Within the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, Ling Chen had finished absorbing the Soul Ring and obtained the soul skill—Hundred Shadow Demon Body.

Ling Chen did not get up to test his Soul Skill; instead, he entered the Dragon Pillar Space and touched the White Dragon Pillar.

Information regarding the Soul Rings flooded into his mind. Ling Chen first looked at the stacking limit, which had changed from 99 years to 999 years.

Ling Chen pondered for a moment, and the answer followed immediately.

His stacking limit was determined by the age range of the Soul Rings he had absorbed. The upper limit for a white Soul Ring was 99 years, and the upper limit for a yellow Soul Ring was 999 years.

By that logic, if Ling Chen wanted to unlock higher Soul Ring age limits, he would need to absorb Soul Rings of higher ages.

It seemed somewhat lackluster at first glance, but in reality, it was overpowered.

The stacking limit did not provide much of an increase for newly absorbed Soul Rings, but for those previous ten-year and hundred-year Soul Rings, they could all be stacked up to the age of the new Soul Ring, which was a qualitative leap for the improvement of his Soul Skills.

What else was there to say? Just do it!

The White Dragon awakened instantly, spitting out white 99-year Soul Rings one by one, which circled Ling Chen's body and fused with his 400-year yellow Soul Ring.

499 years, 598 years... 895 years, 994 years, 999 years.

Six 99-year Soul Rings plus one 10-year Soul Ring successfully stacked Ling Chen's first Soul Ring to the stacking limit.

However, there were still 80 unused 99-year white Soul Rings, which left Ling Chen feeling somewhat melancholy.

Once Martial Soul Hall made their move against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect simultaneously, there would be even more Soul Rings to go around.

At his current stage, he couldn't possibly use so many Soul Rings for stacking, but that might change in the future.

At age ranges like 9.99 million years or 99.99 million years, how many hundred-year Soul Rings would be needed to stack up to that?

As his consciousness returned to reality, Ling Chen looked at his Soul Ring, which was so yellow it was bordering on purple, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. It might not be obvious at first glance, but if one looked closely, they would certainly spot the anomaly.

"How is it? How do you feel?"

Gu Rong had been observing the changes in Ling Chen's expression, fearing that something might go wrong.

Ling Chen grinned.

"It feels great!"