Hero Saves the Beauty

Lin Feng took a few long strides to reach Tang Ya, Beibei, and the other two.

Since he had not yet received his Shrek uniform, he had to take out the token Ma Xiaotao had given him to verify his identity.

The young girl smiled gently and said, "Hello, little brother. My name is Tang Ya, he is Beibei, and this one here is Huo Yuhao. What is your name?"

"Nice to meet you all, my name is Lin Feng."

Lin Feng looked at Tang Ya, who appeared to be sixteen years old. With her long black ponytail and youthful face, it was hard to imagine she was the current Sect Master of the Tang Sect.

"Little Brother Feng, meeting is fate. Would you like to join our Tang Sect? We might be a bit small—just the three of us—but we have many formidable techniques."

Tang Ya asked with eyes shining; having just recruited Huo Yuhao, her confidence seemed quite high.

"Really? I have long admired the prestige of the Tang Sect."

Lin Feng agreed readily. It wasn't that he coveted those mediocre techniques or hidden weapons; he simply wanted to help this resilient girl who had suffered so much.

Furthermore, with the status of a Tang Sect member, he wouldn't be actively attacked by soul beasts when entering the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and he could scavenge quite a few opportunities for free.

After Tang Ya finished introducing the Tang Sect and its members, the apprenticeship ceremony followed, which was quick and simple.

When Lin Feng heard that Huo Yuhao's martial soul was of the spiritual attribute, he thought of how the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's target was precisely a spiritual-attribute soul master, and he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had arrived first and snatched this great opportunity.

"Let's go, Xiao Ya. We need to find a Mandara Snake. Little Yuhao, Little Feng, you two follow along; you can observe some Tang Sect techniques later."

Beibei spoke up, outlining the upcoming itinerary.

It turned out that Tang Ya had already reached level thirty and urgently needed a third soul ring to advance to a Soul Elder.

Another Mandara Snake. If it could talk, one wondered if it would say, "I have cultivated a god," or simply, "Aminos."

This flowing Blue Silver Grass and the iron-clad Mandara Snake were truly a pair of fated enemies...

Lin Feng grumbled inwardly, yet he felt genuine admiration for Tang Ya.

Without the Blue Silver Emperor parents, it was nearly impossible for Blue Silver Grass to possess soul power, and even if it did, the level would be very low.

Tang San's bloodline had been diluted for ten thousand years; one could only imagine the blood and tears Tang Ya had shed to reach this point.

Searching along the way, Lin Feng relied on his exceptional spiritual detection to finally discover a thousand-year Mandara Snake.

Lin Feng whispered a warning: "A two-thousand-year Mandara Snake. The age is quite high; it will be very dangerous for you to absorb it, Teacher Tang Ya."

Tang Ya narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice, "What our ancestor could do, I, Tang Ya, can also do."

Beibei quickly urged, "Xiao Ya, don't be reckless. I understand your urgent desire to revive the Tang Sect, but that is not a responsibility you must bear alone."

Tang Ya replied, "My mind is made up."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and replied, "Perhaps I can help you. I possess vast vitality that I can channel into you."

Tang Ya's face lit up with joy. "Okay, thank you, Little Feng. Later, Beibei and I will take the lead in the attack, and you and Little Yuhao will be responsible for support."

"Then, let the operation begin!" Beibei commanded and immediately stood up.

Two yellow and one purple soul ring appeared on him—a standard soul ring configuration. Blue-purple electric arcs danced across his body, and his right arm swelled, covered in dragon scales, completing his initial dragon transformation.

Beside him, Tang Ya displayed her two yellow soul rings. Her configuration was equally solid, and blue vines coiled around Lin Feng and Huo Yuhao behind her.

Not far away, the Mandara Snake sensed their presence and hissed—a clear warning.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Thunder Dragon Claw tore through the air. Beibei utilized Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his figure moving like lightning as he dashed to the side of the Mandara Snake, his right claw wrapped in blinding thunder as he struck fiercely.

However, the next instant, his expression changed drastically—that strike, charged with full soul power, hadn't even managed to break the Mandara Snake's defense.

"Be careful, this Mandara Snake has mutated! Its defensive power is extremely high!" Beibei shouted sharply, immediately triggering his soul skill. Thunderbolt descended in response.

But just as the electric net enveloped it, the Mandara Snake twisted violently, its fangs bared, and it bit down on his non-transformed left arm.

"Ah—my arm!" Overcome by intense pain, Beibei cried out.

"Beibei!" Seeing this, Tang Ya hurriedly retracted her vines. With a flick of her wrist, the green vines coiled around Beibei's waist like a snake, pulling him back.

The Mandara Snake would not sit idly by; it turned its head to attack Tang Ya, whose cultivation was slightly weaker.

And just at this critical moment, a figure streaked over like a falling star.

"I will assist you!"

Lin Feng stepped forward like thunder, the aura of ice and fire erupting from his body.

"Get back!"

Lin Feng's punch was like a dragon, accompanied by terrifying evil fire. The first punch slammed into the snake's seven-inch mark, the second shattered its fangs, and the third pierced straight through its lower abdomen.

Each strike carried the force of a collapsing mountain. Where his fists landed, flesh and blood flew, and he actually pierced right through the Mandara Snake.

Such a violent fighting style left the watching Huo Yuhao stunned; his ten-year Wind Baboon soul ring couldn't even contribute to an assist.

Tang Ya and Beibei were also frozen in place, staring at the brutal figure, momentarily dazed.

"Teacher Tang Ya, finish it off quickly!" Following Lin Feng's sharp shout, Tang Ya snapped back to reality, a flash of undisguised excitement crossing her eyes.

She flicked her fingertips, and a thick vine pierced through the snake's wound like a sharp sword, driving straight into its skull.

The battle ended, and a purple soul ring slowly rose.

Tang Ya, however, could not spare a thought for the soul ring and hurried toward Beibei.

After confirming that Beibei was not in serious danger, she turned back to ask about Lin Feng's condition, to which Lin Feng replied plainly that he was fine.

Only then could Tang Ya set her racing heart at ease, though a surge of indescribable surprise and admiration rose within her.

He was nearly the same age as Huo Yuhao, yet his combat performance was even more formidable than that of Beibei, a three-ring Soul Elder.

"Teacher Tang Ya, go ahead and absorb the soul ring. Leave Brother Beibei's poison injury to me; I am skilled at this."

Lin Feng's voice was gentle as he spoke and approached, leaning down to carefully examine the blackened wound on Beibei's left arm.

"Thank you... I will leave Beibei in your care."

Tang Ya nodded, then sat cross-legged and began to guide the soul ring of the Thousand-Year Mandara Snake.

Lin Feng meticulously cleaned Beibei's wound and used the Fire Lotus to drive out the toxins, his movements highly practiced.

Seventeen hundred years was the absorption limit for the third soul ring of most soul masters, yet this soul ring exceeded two thousand years.

Before long, Tang Ya's face turned pale, her lips were bitten until they bled, fine beads of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her body began to tremble slightly.

"Still too much of a stretch."

Lin Feng sighed softly and quickly moved behind Tang Ya, pressing his palms gently against her back to slowly channel a gentle yet vigorous life force into her.

Feeling the infusion of life force, Tang Ya's tense expression eased slightly, but she soon fell into an even deeper struggle.

"No... Mom, Dad!"

She seemed to have fallen into an endless nightmare; the Blue Silver Grass around her surged uncontrollably, wisps of black energy permeated the air, and then they tightly coiled around the two of them in an airtight cage of vines.

"The Iron Blood Sect, is it? I have noted it."

Through their mental connection, Lin Feng read the painful memories buried deep in her heart: the Tang Sect's foundation had been seized by the Iron Blood Sect, and Tang Ya's parents had died defending the sect.

"Don't leave me..."

Tang Ya murmured unconsciously, clutching Lin Feng beside her as if he were a straw to save her life.

"I am right here."

Lin Feng replied in a low voice, not pulling away, but continuing to channel soothing soul power. Gradually, her chaotic aura stabilized, and the black energy on the Blue Silver Grass quietly dissipated.

Phew... did it succeed?

As the soul ring energy fully integrated, vigorous life force surged through Tang Ya. When she opened her eyes, a brilliant light flickered within them, and her entire aura felt brand new.

Having crossed the threshold of level thirty, from this moment on, she was a true Soul Elder, a genuine powerhouse among soul masters.

The vine cage receded like a tide. As Tang Ya looked up, she met Lin Feng's gaze, which was mere inches away. Realizing she was still in his arms, a blush involuntarily flew to her cheeks.

"Congratulations, Teacher Tang Ya, on successfully advancing to Soul Elder," Lin Feng said with a smile.

In truth, he knew clearly that Tang Ya's uncontrollable dark power had only receded temporarily, and he did not know when it might erupt again.

Tang Ya did not stand up immediately; instead, she reached out, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Thank you, Xiaofeng."

That "Xiaofeng" sounded natural and carried an indescribable intimacy.

Lin Feng gently held her shoulders, his eyes filled with both doting affection and pity.

Beibei, watching the scene of the two embracing from the side, turned bright red. He immediately gave a light cough and said, "Since the soul ring has been absorbed, we should not stay here long. It is time to move on."

"Mm, let's go." Tang Ya then reluctantly released Lin Feng. As she stood up, three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—slowly emerged beneath her feet, their soul power fluctuations clearly surpassing those of Beibei.