A Ghost Tiger's Monologue

Ma Hongjun: "..."

What the hell? Why did it feel like the world had changed after one nap?

Soul Rings could come knocking on their own?

Still, he happily ran over and decisively finished off the Earth King, which had been pinned to the ground and could not move.

Tang Liu also withdrew his Martial Soul, and the backlash from repeatedly using Haolan Spells hit him.

His steps turned unsteady, and he staggered before dropping onto the ground.

Yet his eyes were filled with satisfaction. Looking at the tent from which indescribable sounds faintly drifted, he thought, Auntie, I've helped you this far. The rest depends on whether your skills are any good~

For Teacher Erlong, this night had been incomparably pleasant. For Grandmaster, it had been both painful and blissful.

As for the pitiful single dogs Flender and Zhao Wuji, they had no choice but to shut off their hearing for the entire night before they could barely get any rest.

For the students, this night was no different from the ones they had spent before.

They took turns keeping watch, while also taking turns protecting Ma Hongjun as he absorbed his Soul Ring.

As for Tang Liu, whose Soul Power bar had nearly been drained dry, he cultivated until broad daylight before recovering his Soul Power.

After all, his system, which spoke stiffly, got possessed every now and then, had an absurd amount of personality, and even shut itself away, no longer cared about him. So he had to be extremely careful when controlling his Soul Power as it ran at ultra-high speed, lest he make all his meridians ache again.

Ma Hongjun finished absorbing his Soul Ring at dawn, officially stepping into the ranks of Soul Ancestors.

After a simple breakfast, the Shrek group set out once