Snake Lance Douluo's sharp eyes flickered with a trace of scrutiny.
A wisp of Soul Power, as thin as a thread and completely concealed within the air, seeped silently through the entire Soul Recovery Pavilion like a soundless venomous snake. From the corners of the walls to the second floor, every inch was thoroughly probed by him.
The gulf in cultivation was there. Flender and Zhao Wuji had not noticed at all that their territory had already been completely surveyed by this Title Douluo.
Zhao Wuji's brows suddenly twitched, and the hairs all over his body rose slightly. Yet when he looked at She Long beside him, whose aura showed no ripples whatsoever, he detected not the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power and could only mutter to himself.
"Strange, why do I suddenly feel so uncomfortable?"
He merely assumed it was an illusion caused by the pressure of a Soul Douluo. He never imagined that the man before him was a Title Douluo who truly stood at the pinnacle of the soul master world.
In barely a dozen seconds, Qian Renxue's Soul Power had completely recovered to its peak state.
She did not linger or ask another question. She merely raised her eyes toward the second floor, then turned and led She Long straight out of the Soul Recovery Pavilion. Their figures soon disappeared at the end of the street.
After the two left, Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, his brows tightly furrowed as he said in a low voice,
"Flender, something hasn't been right lately."
"Five Soul Saints and two Soul Douluos in a single month. Do you think someone has set their sights on us?"
Flender lifted his hot tea and took a sip, suppressing the turmoil in his heart. After pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke.
"With such a lucrative business, it was only a matter of time before someone noticed us."
"However, that Soul Douluo never made a move from beginning to end. He did not even dare cross the line while probing us. He probably wasn't with the group that came last month. Most likely, he was just passing by and decided to test whether the rumors were true."
Neither of them showed the slightest panic.
After all, if things truly came to blows, with Lin Feng's two buffs fully stacked and two pieces of Thornmail equipped on each of them, the two Soul Saints would have more than enough confidence to face a Soul Douluo head-on.
The inner region of Star Dou Forest,
The campfire crackled, its orange-red flames illuminating half the night sky as sparks drifted leisurely away with the evening breeze.
Porcupinefish Douluo stretched lazily, leaning his fat body against a thick tree trunk. Looking at Snake Lance Douluo, who stood beside him with his arms crossed, he asked curiously,
"Reckless man, what's the deal with this Soul Recovery Pavilion?"
Qian Renxue sat quietly beside the campfire, her slender pale fingers holding a twig as she gently poked at the dancing flames. Her gilded eyes were half-lidded.
At the mention of this, a strange look appeared on Snake Lance Douluo's face. He looked at the two of them, his tone carrying a hint of disbelief.
"Young Master, Fatty, you might not believe this when I tell you."
"There are only three people in the Soul Recovery Pavilion on the surface: two Soul Saints and one Soul Grandmaster. The Soul Saint on the first floor keeps watch, while the one who actually acts has been hiding on the second floor."
"They aren't relying on any Soul Tool or heavenly treasure. It's simply a soul skill."
He paused, deliberately building suspense before smiling mysteriously.
"Young Master, Fatty, guess who was actually using that soul skill. I guarantee you'll never guess."
Porcupinefish Douluo rolled his eyes and snorted.
"Nonsense. Someone can refill a Soul King's Soul Power in a dozen seconds, and rumor has it they can even fill a Soul Saint in half a minute. If it wasn't another Soul Saint acting, could it possibly have been that Soul Grandmaster?"
"Don't joke around. The Young Master is a Soul King. Even if you drained every last bit of Soul Power from a Soul Grandmaster, it might not even restore twenty percent of her power."
Snake Lance Douluo immediately laughed and shook his head.
"Fatty, you're wrong about that. It really was that Soul Grandmaster who acted."
"And that kid is only around eight years old. The Soul Saint beside him merely concealed his aura and blocked outsiders' mental probing the entire time. He did not contribute a shred of power."
Porcupinefish Douluo froze at first, then scoffed twice, his face full of disbelief.
"Reckless man, at least make your story believable next time."
"An eight-year-old Soul Grandmaster? Even with Innate Full Soul Power, that progress would be difficult to achieve, let alone possessing such a heaven-defying support soul skill. Don't you find it ridiculous yourself?"
A sharp glint flashed through Qian Renxue's gilded eyes, and her indifferent voice rang out beside the campfire.
"From beginning to end, no one has seen the true face of the soul master who acted. The second floor has a one-way mirror, and they seem to be deliberately concealing something everywhere..."
Her fingertips lightly rubbed the twig as her thoughts raced.
"An eight-year-old Soul Grandmaster... no, he should possess a Support System martial soul. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have such a terrifying recovery soul skill."
"An eight-year-old Support System Soul Grandmaster?"
Lin Feng's existence had completely stirred her curiosity and ignited a powerful desire to recruit him.
A genius seen once in ten thousand years had to be firmly held in her palm.
Porcupinefish Douluo finally realized that something was wrong. He had no choice but to suppress the shock in his heart, though several things still made no sense to him. Frowning, he said,
"Young Master, this makes no sense at all. At its busiest, the Soul Recovery Pavilion receives over a hundred soul masters in a day. Even if each infusion consumes very little Soul Power, the accumulated total would still be terrifying."
"Let alone a Soul Grandmaster, even a Title Douluo might not be able to endure continuously using soul skills for an entire day."
"In my opinion, he must have used some special secret technique to conceal his true cultivation."
"Fatty, stop arguing. He's just an eight-year-old brat."
Snake Lance Douluo sneered and directly presented irrefutable evidence.
"When I probed the place with my Soul Power, I swept even the cracks in the second-floor walls. That kid's Soul Power fluctuations were crystal clear. He was a Soul Grandmaster."
"If he truly had cultivation above Soul Douluo, he would have caught me red-handed long ago."
The corners of Qian Renxue's lips curved slightly upward as the dancing firelight flowed through her eyes.
"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out if we go test it again after a few days."
In truth, she believed Snake Lance's account more.
The more unreasonable something appeared, the more astonishing secrets it concealed.
She had a feeling that the truth behind that eight-year-old child would far exceed her imagination.
On the second floor of the Soul Recovery Pavilion,
As the final ten Gold Soul Coins in Lin Feng's hand were completely swallowed by the Blessing Gold Pouch,
He immediately sank his consciousness into the marketplace within his sea of consciousness. Watching the jumping number finally settle at 2,280 coins, his heart began pounding uncontrollably.
His gaze locked onto that piece of equipment that had remained dormant for far too long.
Guardian Angel, the Resurrection Armor he had longed for.
Without the slightest hesitation, he moved his thoughts and directly chose to unlock it.
"Ding!"
The notification sound he had heard countless times, the most wonderful sound in the world, rang out from the depths of his sea of consciousness. All 2,280 coins instantly dropped to zero.
The dim Resurrection Armor suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, completely unsealed and activated.
Lin Feng hurriedly focused and received all the information on this Godly Gear.
Guardian Angel +5% cooldown reduction. +150% physical defense, +150% magic defense. Not bad, pretty high. +90% health. Passive Resurrection: Revive on the spot 2 seconds after death, restoring 50% of maximum health and Soul Power.
The moment Lin Feng saw the [Resurrection] passive, excitement flushed his cheeks red, and he nearly jumped up on the spot.
A second life! This was a genuine second life!
In this soul master world, where life-and-death battles could break out at any moment, this was the ultimate lifesaving trump card. Even if he encountered a Title Douluo, he would have the confidence of a safety net.
But as his gaze moved downward, the instant he saw the usage restrictions, it was as though a bucket of icy water had been poured straight over his head.
The [Resurrection] passive can only be triggered twice per piece of equipment. After each trigger, it has a cooldown of 30 days. Once both uses are exhausted, it must be unlocked and purchased again.
Lin Feng stared at those words, both annoyed and amused, his lips twitching hard.
So he had thought that once it was unlocked, he could revive endlessly and swagger around however he pleased. But after all that, it was a limited-use lifesaving charm. It could only be used once a month, and after two uses, he would have to spend over two thousand coins to buy it again.
"Fine, fine. Having it is still better than not having it."
He curled his lips, but quickly accepted it.
"Even with only two uses, it's enough to handle most dangerous situations. At the very least, if I run into a big shot at the level of a Title Douluo in the future, I won't be instantly killed."
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