Stunning Trio, Desire to Conquer

Porcupinefish Douluo froze, his fleshy brows knitting together instantly as he looked at him with utter disbelief.

"You brute, are you sure your senses aren't failing you? This is the inner circle of the Star Dou Forest, where ten-thousand-year soul beasts roam everywhere. That kid is merely a Soul Grand Master; how could he possibly run into a place like this all by himself?"

"Believe it or not, that's your business."

Snake Lance Douluo couldn't be bothered to waste more breath on him. His curiosity had long since become uncontrollable, and his figure had already dissolved into a blur, vanishing into the dense forest in an instant.

A sharp glint flashed through Qian Renxue's golden eyes, and she did not hesitate for a moment.

The golden Angel wings on her back unfurled abruptly, carrying a faint, sacred halo as she broke through the air, following closely behind Snake Lance Douluo.

She had experienced the Soul Recovery Pavilion's heaven-defying soul power recovery speed firsthand. If this child's martial soul talent truly reached such a terrifying level, then she must recruit him into her ranks at any cost.

On the other side, "Awoo!"

Seeing Lin Feng stumble over a protruding branch and falter for half a breath, the Ghost-Faced Beast Monkey let out an excited, shrill cry.

Its muscular arms swung violently on a vine, launching its body forward like a cannonball, its sandbag-sized fist smashing fiercely toward Lin Feng's back.

"Boom!"

Before the fist even landed, the fierce wind from the strike had already pressed down, causing Lin Feng's robes to snap violently and the hair on his body to stand on end.

He had no time to dodge completely, so he could only spin around, crossing his arms to guard his chest tightly while simultaneously triggering the active skill of his Thornmail.

"Thorn!"

He had even prepared for the worst-case scenario of swapping to his Resurrection Armor in a split second.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bones struggling under immense pressure echoed out. The sharp pain radiating from his arms made cold sweat bead on Lin Feng's forehead, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

He didn't pause for even a fraction of a second. Using the immense force of the punch, his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He kicked off a tree trunk with his toes and turned to continue his desperate sprint into the depths of the dense forest.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and natural, without a hint of hesitation.

"Awoo! Awoo!"

Seeing such a tiny human take his full-force punch head-on, the Ghost-Faced Beast Monkey felt incredibly intrigued and began beating its chest in excitement, shrieking twice.

Watching Lin Feng run further away, it was just about to swing on a vine to give chase when it couldn't help but lower its head to touch its own muscular chest, a hint of confusion flashing in its vertical pupils.

Strange. It was clearly the one who had struck the human, so why did its own chest feel a sharp, needle-like sting?

This scene was witnessed in its entirety by Qian Renxue and her two companions, who had arrived quietly and were hiding in the shadows of the canopy.

Looking at the small figure sprinting through the forest, the delicate face appeared to be no more than nine years old.

When they saw the azure halo on his body—a sight they were intimately familiar with—the three of them instantly confirmed his identity.

He was the mysterious soul master hidden on the second floor of the Soul Recovery Pavilion, the one who had never shown his face; he was the secret of the Soul Recovery Pavilion.

Snake Lance Douluo couldn't help but gasp, his lowered voice filled with shock.

"An eight-year-old support-type Soul Grand Master... This kid is a peerless genius, the kind seen once in a century."

Porcupinefish Douluo was stunned by the calm, composed way Lin Feng had handled the crisis, his face full of admiration as he repeated the word "good" three times.

"What a calm little fellow. To be ambushed at close range by a thousand-year soul beast and not panic, but instead use the force of the blow to escape—this level of composure and adaptability is not something an eight-year-old should possess."

Only Qian Renxue kept her gaze fixed firmly on Lin Feng.

Beyond that familiar azure halo, she noticed another ring on Lin Feng's body that she had never seen before, one swirling with a fierce red light.

A sharp glint flashed in her golden eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

"If the blue halo represents terrifying soul power recovery, then what does this red halo signify?"

Her tone was indifferent, yet laced with curiosity and interest.

She watched the small figure sprinting through the forest, who showed no signs of breaking down even in the face of a desperate situation, and her interest grew deeper. She whispered softly, "Little one, let me see just how many secrets you are hiding."

Three hours later, Qian Renxue and her two companions remained hidden in the shadows of the overlapping canopy, having followed Lin Feng's frantic sprint for three full hours. By now, the initial shock on their faces had vanished, replaced only by a numbness born of repeated impact.

It was absurd—utterly absurd.

They had watched with their own eyes as the eight-year-old child fled for three straight hours while being relentlessly pursued by the thousand-year Ghost-Faced Beast Monkey.

The first soul ring on his body had lit up countless times. Each time the light swirled, the azure halo surrounding him would solidify once more, and his soul power, which had been slightly depleted, would instantly return to its peak state.

This was simply not something a normal support-type soul master could achieve!

Support-type soul masters were inherently limited by poor soul power sustainability and weak combat endurance, but in Lin Feng's case, this azure halo formed a perfect, infinite loop.

Soul power was replenished the moment it was consumed; soul skills were refreshed the instant they were used. Forget three hours—even if he ran for three days and three nights in this state, his soul power would never hit rock bottom.

What shook them even more was the configuration of the soul rings beneath Lin Feng's feet.

Those two bright, distinct rings—one yellow and one purple—clearly showed that his second ring was a genuine thousand-year purple soul ring!

He was like a treasure vault that could never be fully excavated; just when you thought you had glimpsed all his trump cards, he would give you a surprise in the next second that completely overturned your understanding.

The playfulness on Porcupinefish Douluo's face had long since vanished, replaced by an unprecedented gravity and solemnity as he stated word by word:

"This child's temperament, talent, and intellect are all top-tier; his future achievements will start at a minimum of a level 94 Title Douluo."

Beside him, Snake Lance Douluo rarely offered a rebuttal, his eyes fixed on the small, stumbling figure in the forest that never once ceased its pace, his gaze filled with undisguised admiration.

"With a fractured arm, he has endured excruciating pain to persist for three hours while being hunted by a thousand-year spirit beast; this willpower is truly terrifying."

"Young Mistress, this boy's martial soul talent is too heaven-defying. If he could assist you in the future, he alone would be worth an army of thousands."

As he spoke, Snake Lance Douluo watched Lin Feng, whose aura in the forest had become increasingly chaotic yet who still gritted his teeth to hold on, and could not help but laugh.

"Come to think of it, trying to subdue such a proud and peerless genius under normal circumstances would likely be harder than ascending to the heavens."

"But now, the heavens have just handed us a perfect opportunity."

Qian Renxue remained silent throughout, her gilded phoenix eyes fixed on Lin Feng from beginning to end.

Watching this child, whose body was pushed to its limit and whose small face was deathly pale, yet whose eyes remained clear and calm, the desire for conquest in her heart spread like a wildfire.

Born as the successor to the Angel God, she stood at the pinnacle of talent on the continent and had seen countless brilliant and talented individuals.

Yet, never had anyone made her feel such an intense, overwhelming urge to hold them firmly in the palm of her hand as this child before her.

Nothing brought her more pleasure than conquering such a peerless genius, one destined to shock the continent in the future.

Her gaze fell upon the purple thousand-year spirit ring at Lin Feng's feet, and her red lips parted slightly.

"I truly want to know how you managed to absorb a thousand-year spirit ring for your second ring..."

"Even I, back in the day, could not have accomplished such a feat."