The First Soul Ring

"Yuan Ge, could you please not tell anyone the secret of my first Soul Ring?"

"Sure."

"Really?"

"Then what is my reward?"

"Eh?"

Huo Yuhao blinked and pulled a few Copper Soul Coins from her pocket: "This is all I have."

"Uh, you might have misunderstood my meaning." Ji Siyuan truly found it a headache to deal with this Daughter of Destiny.

"In any case, I need to go absorb a Soul Ring now, you'll have to put in some effort later."

"Understood!" Huo Yuhao nodded repeatedly; in her eyes, this was only natural.

The group hadn't traveled far before they were attacked by a Wind Baboon.

Tang Ya took the opportunity to demonstrate Tang Sect hidden weapons and techniques to Huo Yuhao.

Ji Siyuan stood to the side, offering commentary: "Tsk, the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track isn't practiced well enough. Though, this hidden weapon technique is better than mine."

Tang San retorted irritably: "If it weren't for you slacking off every day, it would be impossible for her to be better than you at anything."

"Uncle Tang, you have to consider my situation too. I still have to cook; it's really exhausting."

Complaints aside, at least the technique was still usable.

Tang San: "I feel like something is a bit strange. This young girl's technique is the one we used before the Tang Sect optimized it; it looks more like a combination of Inner Sect and Outer Sect methods. It's a bit opportunistic. This kind of hidden weapon technique was discarded after I researched it."

What is learned and what is stolen are different; one has a teacher to instruct, while the other can only learn by oneself. Thus, Tang San could still optimize various things, whereas God King Tang could not.

Bei Bei: "Xiao Ya, be careful." He pulled Tang Ya behind him.

Ji Siyuan instinctively grabbed Huo Yuhao: "There's a snake!"

A Mandala Snake dropped from the trees, making a sound—this wasn't a warning, but a hunt.

After landing, Tang Ya activated her Martial Soul, and two hundred-year Soul Rings appeared. Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao, pulling them backward.

Compared to Tang Ya, Bei Bei was even stronger. Despite being the same age, Bei Bei was already a Soul Elder. Two yellow and one purple Soul Ring announced his power.

Lightning flickered in his hands, dancing around his body, and his right arm expanded, transforming into a dragon claw covered in scales. He looked incredibly reliable.

"Xiao Ya, take care of them."

"You got it!"

She held onto the two of them: "Watch closely, Bei Bei's Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

Tang San couldn't help but feel nostalgic; Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, it had been a long time.

Huo Yuhao was also filled with envy. If only she had such a powerful Martial Soul as well.

Of course, if her Martial Soul had been the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, she wouldn't even have been able to leave the Duke Mansion; she would have died the day her Martial Soul awakened.

Bei Bei's strength suppressed the Mandala Snake.

For a moment, it was hard to determine a winner.

Tang Ya: "The Mandala Snake is also a very powerful Soul Beast; Bei Bei might not be able to kill it."

She truly wanted this Soul Beast as a Soul Ring, but she was even more worried about Bei Bei's safety.

Huo Yuhao: "I am also a Soul Master; I want to help Senior Brother Bei Bei too."

She didn't even need to activate her Body Martial Soul; her Soul Ring simply became clearly visible. The white Soul Ring was quite deceptive; no one knew how powerful this ring truly was.

A 3D Stereoscopic Image generated within everyone's minds.

With this thing, it was practically a God's Eye View.

Ji Siyuan couldn't help but marvel at the power of the Daughter of Destiny.

Tang Ya: "So amazing."

Huo Yuhao: "My soul skill is Spiritual Detection Sharing."

Having received help, Bei Bei immediately began his counterattack.

Ji Siyuan: "Bei Bei! Even if you're injured, you must end this quickly!"

The others didn't understand why Ji Siyuan shouted this at first, but at the edge of the image in their minds, the air was rippling—that was a phenomenon caused by high heat; there was a fire-type Soul Beast nearby.

Sure enough, a thousand-year Flame Demon Lion appeared not far away.

Moreover, its target was clearly them; it looked like it intended to reap the rewards while others fought.

Bei Bei had no choice but to grit his teeth and attack, wanting to finish off the Mandala Snake as quickly as possible.

Acting in haste easily leads to being injured or poisoned.

"Tang Ya, come with me to block this lion for a while."

There was truly no other way; they were the only ones who could block it.

The gap in stats was too large; the opponent didn't even need to breathe fire—a simple brute-force charge was already unbearable.

"I can only try Martial Soul Suppression."

Ji Siyuan activated his Martial Soul, and flames originating from the Geocentric Red Lotus immediately surged upward.

His fire was royalty among flames; even the sovereign of the earth's core would have to kneel before it.

The flames on the Flame Demon Lion instantly withered, not daring to act out.

But as the saying goes, the gap in stats was too vast; it was difficult to withstand the opponent's damage.

Ji Siyuan felt miserable; Ji Dong hadn't given him any offensive techniques. He didn't even have the Blazing Sun Triple Strike.

Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass was ignited directly by the flames, unable to get past the Flame Demon Lion at all.

Tang San: "Why not just use a sword to hack it?"

"If I have to resort to a sword for this, am I really that pathetic?"

"Then leave it to me."

As their bodies swapped control, Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and various techniques were far superior to Ji Siyuan's.

He managed to stall for another dozen seconds.

The Blue Silver Grass beneath Tang Ya's feet went limp: "Is this the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track of our Tang Sect? It's so elegant."

"Siyuan, I'm ready. Leave it to me!"

A Lightning Net directly blocked the Flame Demon Lion's path.

The battlefield was handed over to Bei Bei.

Tang Ya pulled Ji Siyuan back, large teardrops falling: "I'm sorry, I'm just so useless."

Even though she was stronger—she was a Soul Grand Master—she had still ended up letting Ji Siyuan stall for time.

"You don't have to cry over this; I'm the Supreme Elder, aren't I?" Ji Siyuan felt a bit helpless.

Tang Ya took her responsibilities too seriously.

"Siyuan, this lion is perfect to be your Soul Ring."

"Ah, Uncle Tang, isn't this thing a thousand-year one?"

"You still have the Immortal Spirit Qi in your body; absorbing this lion won't be a problem at all."

He raised his hand high: "Bei Bei, this lion belongs to me."

He waved at Bei Bei, signaling him to leave the lion with a breath of life, just like the Mandala Snake from earlier.

Ji Siyuan felt quite embarrassed; he was likely the one who had attracted this thing. Without him, the three of them would have had a very easy time.

Bei Bei responded, and with the help of Huo Yuhao and Ji Siyuan's Martial Soul Suppression, the opponent was quickly subdued.

Bei Bei thought Ji Siyuan just wanted revenge; he never imagined that Ji Siyuan actually intended to absorb the Soul Ring.

He picked up the hidden weapon Tang Ya had given him and slaughtered the lion.

A purple Soul Ring appeared over the corpse, and he sat cross-legged to prepare for absorption.

The other three immediately blocked him: "This is a thousand-year Soul Ring. Don't you know the first Soul Ring can only absorb a maximum of 432 years?"

Tang San, in the Sea of Consciousness, slapped his forehead: "Is this that theory from Yu Xiaogang of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family? Can this stuff actually be passed down?"

Tang San launched into a tirade against Gangzi: "That idiot Master, taking someone else's rough draft and claiming he came up with the Ten Great Theories—he never even stopped to think why the original author never published it.

A man who never even absorbed a thousand-year Soul Ring, yet he talks like this."

"Rest assured, I understand your body; you will definitely be able to absorb it."

Having received the guarantee, Ji Siyuan said: "My Martial Soul is stronger than this lion, and I have enough confidence that I can absorb it. This is the feeling my Martial Soul gives me."

When in doubt, blaming it on the Martial Soul is always the right move; every Martial Soul is unique and possesses its own wonders, so nothing is strange.

Moreover, Ji Siyuan was certain that absolutely no one else could have the same Martial Soul as him.