Martial Soul Evolution Progress Reaches Eighty Percent, Hunting the Second Spirit Ring

Xiao Wu had no leads now and had no idea where to find the author of the Storybook.

Yet, as if guided by some unseen force, she headed toward Spirit City.

Perhaps someone that extraordinary was in Spirit City.

Ye Mu had no idea that someone was already searching for him.

After getting up the next day, he checked the reward for being urged to update.

Just like the first time, the fifteen-thousand-year Spirit Bone had directly converted into Martial Soul Evolution progress.

And this time, the progress bar had jumped considerably, reaching eighty percent outright!

In other words, Bibi Dong's urging had provided him with thirty percent progress!

At this rate, if one more person urged him to update, his martial soul might complete its evolution within a month.

After all, writing stories could also evolve his martial soul.

With both methods working together, it would definitely be secure within a month!

When he arrived at the Management Office, no one seemed to remember Director Su's farce from yesterday.

It seemed that no one cared about such a trivial matter.

Director Su did not come looking for trouble again today, either.

Perhaps Old Riven's intimidation had worked.

Did he really dare cause trouble in the Library?

The Spirit Hall guards stationed at the Library were no joke.

It did not matter which academy's admissions director he was—they would make him kneel directly.

By then, even the academy's headmaster would be trembling in fear.

Around noon, just as Ye Mu was preparing to continue reading, he suddenly felt something within him break through its restraints.

"Twenty levels of Soul Power?"

Reaching level twenty in Soul Power came with an incredibly strong sensation.

With level-twenty Soul Power, he could now hunt Spirit Beasts for a Spirit Ring.

Given the strength of his body, a thousand-year second ring would definitely not be a problem.

"Mr. Riven, I'd like to take some leave."

"Take leave?"

In a corner of the second floor, Old Riven leaned against the window, comfortably smoking his pipe.

When he suddenly saw Ye Mu approach, he looked a little confused.

"Yes, my Soul Power has reached level twenty. I'm preparing to hunt for a Spirit Ring."

"What? Level twenty already?"

Old Riven's voice rose sharply, and the pipe in his hand nearly fell to the floor.

How many days had it been? He had actually shot up to level twenty already?

Was this kid the reincarnation of a god?

He had been silent before, but now he had stunned everyone in a single stroke.

"Do you need my help hunting a Spirit Ring..."

"Thank you, Mr. Riven, but I already know what kind of Spirit Beast I need to find."

Ye Mu smiled.

Old Riven was already quite advanced in age. Though he was a Soul Master, he was at the age where he should be enjoying his retirement.

It was better for him not to exert himself too much.

Retiring in the Library was quite nice.

"You really don't need my help?"

Old Riven was somewhat conflicted. This kid had far too many ideas of his own.

"Really, I don't. Please trouble yourself with watching the Library, Mr. Riven. I can handle hunting the Spirit Beast on my own."

After saying that, Ye Mu turned and slipped away, afraid that Old Riven would follow him.

Old Riven watched his departing figure and took a deep drag from his pipe.

"Worried about these old bones of mine? Does he really think I can't lift a blade anymore?"

He muttered to himself before leisurely making his way down to the first-floor Management Office.

After packing his things, Ye Mu left the Library and headed straight for the Star Dou Great Forest.

The Spirit Beast he planned to hunt this time was the Moon Willow Silk Fly, which lived in the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

It was a very rare Spirit Beast. If he had not read about it in the Library's books, he probably would not have even known such a Spirit Beast existed.

It took him nearly ten days to reach the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

By then, it was already night, precisely when Moon Willow Silk Flies were active.

Their bodies resembled tender willow branches, entirely pale and gleaming with the silver radiance of a waning moon. Their abdomens secreted soft silk, and their Soul Power was gentle yet highly binding.

After entering the forest, towering trees all around blocked out the moonlight.

The forest was dark, but some flowers and grass occasionally emitted faint glimmers, allowing him to make out the surrounding environment.

He looked around and headed toward the Moon Willow Forest according to the records in the books.

According to those records, Moon Willow Silk Flies lived in the Moon Willow Forest of the Star Dou Great Forest.

They hid during the day and emerged at night, clinging to Moon Willow Trees to absorb morning dew and moonlight.

When faced with enemies, they spat soft silk to bind their targets. The silk became even tougher when exposed to Soul Power.

That was why they could only be found at night. During the day, there was practically no trace of them.

Wherever there were large groves of Moon Willow Trees, they could generally be found.

He wandered through the forest for several days. Since he was in the outskirts, most of the Spirit Beasts were low-level and posed no real threat to him.

After searching for several days, he finally found the Moon Willow Forest.

Dusk was approaching by then, so Ye Mu waited beneath a tree.

Once night fell, the Moon Willow Silk Flies would definitely emerge.

A few Soul Masters did arrive near the Moon Willow Forest during that time.

But most of them did not stop.

No one paid any attention to Ye Mu either. After all, he was merely a twelve-year-old child and not worth noticing.

Soul Masters entered the Star Dou Great Forest with their own goals. They had no time to bother with others.

Ye Mu did not simply wait around. He kept watching the activity within the Moon Willow Forest.

Moon Willow Silk Flies had bodies like tender willow branches and were almost identical to Moon Willow Trees.

They lurked among the Moon Willow Trees, and if one was not attentive, it was difficult to spot them.

Waiting was always worthwhile.

When the bright moon hung high in the sky, rustling sounds came from the Moon Willow Forest.

Ye Mu narrowed his eyes under the moonlight and quickly spotted a Moon Willow Silk Fly.

It was crawling toward the top of a Moon Willow Tree, seemingly intending to absorb moonlight.

Its pale, willow-branch-like body was covered in light violet-gold markings, making it vastly different from a hundred-year specimen.

Light violet-gold markings were the sign of a thousand-year Spirit Beast.

The deeper the violet-gold markings, the greater its age.

Judging from this one's pale violet-gold markings, it should be between eighteen hundred and twenty-one hundred years old.

It was exactly what he needed!

Having locked onto his target, Ye Mu quietly stepped out from beneath the tree.

However, to his surprise, the Moon Willow Silk Fly, which had already climbed to the treetop, seemed extremely sensitive and noticed him immediately.

Moonlight poured over the Moon Willow Forest shrouded in darkness as the Silk Fly shot down from the top of the Moon Willow Tree.

Wrapped in a thin veil of moonlight, it unleashed dozens of wrist-thick pale strands of soft silk, lashing toward Ye Mu's limbs. Frost on the silk instantly slowed the surrounding Soul Power.

Ye Mu's pupils contracted slightly. He had not expected the Moon Willow Silk Fly to be so alert—and so decisive!

Without hesitation, he leaped to the side and ducked behind a Moon Willow Tree.

The pale silk shot past the Moon Willow Tree, with several strands brushing his shoulder.

The moment they grazed him, he immediately felt his Soul Power becoming sluggish.

A two-thousand-year Spirit Beast truly was somewhat troublesome.

As he pondered his next move, the Moon Willow Silk Fly had already reached the ground and leaped before him.

The next second, it sprayed soft silk from its abdomen again, trying to wrap Ye Mu up.

"First Soul Skill: Lone Smoke in the Desert!"

Ye Mu did not dare let down his guard. He summoned his martial soul, his Spirit Ring rose, and his first Soul Skill was unleashed.

A condensed, perfectly straight streak of Ink Smoke Sword Qi tore through the air.

The Moon Willow Silk Fly's soft silk was incredibly tough, but it had a fatal weakness.

Cutting weapons!

Sufficiently sharp sword qi instantly sliced through all the silk before him.

At the same time, Ye Mu crouched, braced his right foot against the Moon Willow Tree, and kicked off with explosive force, shooting toward the Moon Willow Silk Fly like a cannonball.

He charged beneath the Moon Willow Silk Fly and unleashed his Soul Skill once more.

"Lone Smoke in the Desert!"

Another streak of Ink Smoke Sword Qi shot forth.