Blood Bull Godly Gear, Tyrant's Armor!

Lin Feng realized that he still had one fatal shortcoming.

He lacked any means of self-healing or sustaining his own life force.

As the saying goes, a fall into a pit is a gain in your wit; he immediately scoured the equipment shop, specifically looking for gear that provided health regeneration and sustain.

"It seems I have no choice. After flipping through the entire shop, the only thing that provides continuous health regeneration is the Tyrant's Armor."

He stared at the detailed description of the Tyrant's Armor, his eyes growing brighter the longer he looked.

"Passive [Recovery]: Restores 0.5% of maximum health per second. If no damage is taken within three seconds, the recovery effect doubles."

"With 1% health regeneration per second after exiting combat, that means even if I were at zero health, I could go from empty to full in one minute and forty seconds."

"Hiss! This healing effect is a bit monstrous!"

"Plus 180% physical defense, 90% magical defense, and 180% maximum health—it nearly triples my health pool. This is purely a Godly Gear for a meat shield!"

"If this were worn by a pure power-attack tank Soul Master like Zhao Wuji, I fear even a Title Douluo-level powerhouse wouldn't be able to kill him for a long while."

He rubbed his chin, unable to help but mutter to himself.

"I wonder how the healing ability of this Tyrant's Armor compares to the Nine Heart Begonia, which is hailed as the number one healing martial soul on the continent, capable of bringing the dead back to life?"

"The Nine Heart Begonia is strong, but it has too many limitations: it's passed down through a single line, consumes too much energy, and cannot be used continuously. The Tyrant's Armor only requires me to avoid continuous attacks to heal infinitely; that restriction is quite manageable."

"Buying it!"

As another crisp notification sound faded, Lin Feng looked at the two newly unlocked Godly Gear pieces in his consciousness space and felt a sense of total relief, the exhaustion from his earlier escape completely swept away.

"Sure enough, spending money is the primary source of happiness."

Beside him, Qian Renxue watched him in his deep contemplation, a faint, unconscious smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

This disciple is actually quite easy to raise.

Lin Feng glanced at the pile of gold coins that had been brilliant and golden, now nearly bottomed out. Among the remaining scattered coins, a dozen silver-white Silver Soul Coins were mixed in, looking particularly jarring against the golden glow.

He hurriedly stopped the Blessing Gold Pouch from devouring more, bent down to pick up a Silver Soul Coin, scanned the dozen or so others scattered on the ground, and looked up at Qian Renxue with a complex expression.

"Teacher... you didn't happen to give me all the money you had on you, did you?"

Qian Renxue assumed he was complaining that it wasn't enough and spoke up:

"Mm, I rarely use cash in my daily life, so I don't carry much on me. If it's not enough, I can give you more after we return."

To her, money had always been a series of insignificant numbers. Since birth, she had never worried about wealth, nor would she care about these few tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins.

As long as she could keep this heaven-defying disciple, never mind this bit of money—even if she had to empty the treasury of the Martial Soul Hall, she wouldn't feel a shred of heartache.

Lin Feng clutched the Silver Soul Coin in his hand, looking at Qian Renxue with a complicated expression.

"Teacher, if you gave me all the money you had, what will you do for food?"

He was truly moved to tears. What he feared most was receiving this kind of "everything down to the last cent" treatment, exactly like that old profiteer Flender, who would cry about losing money every day while actually taking out his life savings to help him unlock soul skills.

Qian Renxue fell silent for a moment, her gaze sweeping over the dozen Silver Soul Coins on the ground; she ultimately couldn't bring herself to reach out and take them back.

In front of her disciple, she had to maintain her dignity as a teacher.

Hmm! Actually, going hungry for a few meals isn't a big deal.

Next time, I mustn't give everything to Lin Feng; I should keep some money for food.

Seeing her slightly embarrassed expression, Lin Feng stepped forward, picked up all the Silver Soul Coins from the ground, and patted his chest with a solemn promise.

"Ah, don't worry, Teacher. As long as I have a bite to eat, you will never go hungry. I, Lin Feng, may not have much else, but I certainly have the ability to make money."

"But Teacher, we should hurry and get out of the Star Dou Forest; it's too dangerous here."

Qian Renxue shook her head gently.

"That won't do for now. I came to the Star Dou Forest this time to hunt for my fifth soul ring. Now that the ring isn't in hand, I cannot leave."

Lin Feng was stunned upon hearing this, realizing he had misjudged Qian Renxue's cultivation earlier. She wasn't a four-ring Soul Ancestor; she had already broken through to the Soul King realm and was just waiting to absorb a soul ring.

But for a Soul King, that meant hunting a ten-thousand-year-level soul beast. He looked at the empty surroundings and asked in confusion:

"Teacher, where are your helpers? Why haven't I seen them follow us for so long?"

Qian Renxue spread her golden Angel wings slightly, intending to take flight, but remembered that Lin Feng couldn't fly. She stepped forward and walked straight into the depths of the dense forest, her gilded phoenix eyes filled with battle intent.

"There are no helpers. I am hunting this soul ring alone."

During her clash with the five-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider earlier, she had clearly felt the terrifying bonus provided by Lin Feng's support.

She was very curious: under the enhancement of this heaven-defying support, could she now contend with a ten-thousand-year-level soul beast on her own?

As for Snake Lance and Pufferfish in the shadows, they were meant as a contingency plan; she didn't want to use them unless it was a moment of extreme danger.

"Hey! Teacher, wait for me!"

Lin Feng looked at that dashing, peerless back that didn't look back, and hurriedly chased after her. One yellow and one purple soul ring rose instantly as he whispered:

"Blue Sentinel Power!"

"Red Sentinel Power!"

"Cloak of the Witch!"

"Thornmail!"

Two halos, one azure and one crimson, swirled steadily around them. Following this, Lin Feng flicked his fingers, and two gold coins engraved with distinct Godly Gear patterns shot out simultaneously.

One Thornmail and one Cloak of the Witch, shimmering with a faint, ghostly blue light, merged entirely into the body of Qian Renxue.

At the same moment, a translucent, gossamer-thin azure shield instantly expanded around them both.

Qian Renxue clearly felt a surge of majestic power sweeping through her entire body.

Not only was there the terrifying physical defense and strength boost brought by the Thornmail, but there was also an unprecedented, formidable magic resistance, and her maximum health had increased significantly as well.

However, the bonuses from this piece of Godly Gear were completely different from the purely physical Thornmail; it possessed an extra layer of shielding.

Qian Renxue raised her hand to gently touch the translucent azure shield before her, yet her fingertips passed straight through it.

She turned to look at Lin Feng, her phoenix eyes filled with curiosity as she asked:

"What is this shield?"

"Teacher, this is the Godly Gear I just unlocked from my Martial Soul after you gave me those fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins earlier. It is called the Cloak of the Witch."

Lin Feng's lips curled into a faint smile as he tapped the gossamer-thin azure shield around them, much like a partner showcasing results to an investor.

"This is a piece of pure magic-defense Godly Gear. This shield provides 360-degree, omnidirectional protection against magic damage; it can withstand anything from soul beast toxins to elemental soul skills."

"The shield refreshes automatically every 15 seconds. It's useful for scouting in the wild to prevent sneak attacks or for tanking magic-type Soul Masters head-on. You could say it's the natural nemesis of poison-users and mages."

"Teacher, was this fifty-thousand gold coin investment worth it?"

Qian Renxue felt the surging magic resistance and vitality within her and nodded slowly.

"Worth it! Even a ten-thousand-year soul skill couldn't provide such a terrifying boost."

Her tone shifted, and her gilded phoenix eyes fixed upon Lin Feng.

"Little Lin, if I'm not mistaken, the auxiliary bonuses of your Martial Soul have no restrictions on the target's Soul Power Level, and the soul power consumption doesn't increase with the target's level either, am I right?"

According to the ironclad laws of the continent's soul master world, the auxiliary soul skill of a two-ring Soul Grand Master could never possibly sustain the soul power consumption of a Soul King.

Not to mention that Lin Feng had just applied two pieces of Godly Gear and two sets of buffs at once; this had long since shattered the fundamental rules governing auxiliary-type Soul Masters.