Absorbing Soul Rings!

However, a five-hundred-year-old plant-type spirit beast ultimately lacked strong offensive capabilities.

Its instincts were limited to two things: absorbing nutrients and entangling prey.

Tang San's movement technique rendered its second instinct completely futile.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Tang San's figure flickered unpredictably around the vines; every time a vine whisker was about to touch him, he would slide away at an incredible angle.

After a few exchanges, he had already gauged the attack range of the vines.

The dagger precisely sliced into the connection point between the vine's root and the tree trunk.

One strike.

The fluorescent glow suddenly extinguished.

The main body of the vine lost its vitality in an instant, the emerald luster rapidly fading away until it became nothing more than an ordinary withered vine.

At the same time, a yellow spirit ring slowly rose from the corpse of the vine, hovering in mid-air and emitting a soft light.

A yellow hundred-year spirit ring.

Tang San stepped back, looking at the hovering spirit ring, a flash of excitement in his eyes.

His first spirit ring.

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, carefully examining the vine's corpse. Only after confirming it was completely dead did he turn to Tang San and say, "Sit down, relax, and project your spirit power outward to guide the spirit ring into merging with your martial spirit. Remember, do not rush, and do not force it. If you feel your body cannot withstand it, stop immediately."

Tang San nodded, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

He circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill within him, and pale blue spirit power overflowed from his body, resonating with the hovering yellow spirit ring.

The spirit ring seemed to be pulled by some force, slowly descending to encircle Tang San before beginning to rotate at a steady pace.

One circle. Two circles. Three circles.

Tang San's complexion shifted from calm to flushed, then from flushed to pale.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

A four-hundred-and-thirty-year spirit ring was a significant burden for a seven-year-old child.

But he could hold on.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the rotation speed of the spirit ring finally slowed down, its light gradually converging until it eventually stabilized, hovering steadily above Tang San's ankles as a uniform yellow halo.

Tang San opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"It's done." Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, his gaze burning as he looked at Tang San. "How do you feel? What is your spirit skill?"

Tang San raised his right hand, and the Blue Silver Grass emerged from his palm.

This time, the Blue Silver Grass was different from before.

Its stems were a circle thicker than before, the leaves were broader and thicker, and the color was deeper—not the tender green of before, but an emerald green that carried the weight of life.

With a thought from Tang San, the Blue Silver Grass shot out from his palm, transforming into an emerald-green vine in mid-air that accurately entangled a tree trunk ten paces away.

The vine clamped tightly onto the trunk, and when Tang San tried to pull it, it didn't budge.

"Entangle."

Tang San spoke the name of his spirit skill, his voice carrying a hint of irrepressible excitement.

"It can release vines to entangle a target; the toughness of the vines far exceeds that of ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and furthermore..."

He closed his eyes to sense it. "The vines themselves possess life force; even if they are severed, as long as my spirit power remains, they can rapidly regenerate."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.

Regeneration ability. This was the effect brought about by a Life Flow attribute first spirit ring.

Not poison, not control, but the purest form of survival capability.

"How fast is the regeneration?" Yu Xiaogang pressed.

Tang San tried it again, letting the vine be severed by a tree branch before circulating his spirit power.

New fibers grew almost immediately at the severed section, and within three seconds, the entire vine was restored to its original state.

Yu Xiaogang fell silent.

He had to admit that the Life Flow route of the Blue Silver Grass had displayed astonishing potential at the first spirit ring stage.

The poison-route Blue Silver Grass, once severed, was simply severed and required re-releasing.

But the life-route Blue Silver Grass could continuously regenerate during battle.

What did this mean?

It meant an absolute advantage in a war of attrition.

"Not bad."

Yu Xiaogang nodded, his tone restrained, but in his heart, he had already begun to re-evaluate his judgment of the Life Flow route.

Tang San stood up, brushed the dirt off his body, and turned to look at Huang Fei.

"Huang Fei, it's your turn."

Huang Fei straightened up from the tree trunk.

He had watched Tang San's entire spirit ring absorption process from start to finish, not missing a single detail.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had undergone obvious changes; it was thicker, tougher, and possessed more vitality.

He had taken note of all these changes.

Now, it was his turn.

What would the system give him?

Would it be the same spirit ring as Tang San's, just with a higher age?

Or would it be an upgraded version directly?

He felt uncertain inside, but his expression remained calm.

Huang Fei scanned the surrounding environment and quickly spotted a similar vine about thirty paces from where Tang San had hunted his.

It was an ordinary Green Vine, around one hundred and twenty years old, the most common type in this forest.

The vine was slender and long, clinging to the branches of a low tree and emitting a faint green glow.

Its quality was very ordinary, and its age was very low.

It was exactly what Huang Fei wanted.

He didn't need to risk his life like Tang San, nor did he need to absorb a ring beyond his level. He only needed the most ordinary, inconspicuous vine to absorb in public, gaining a "normal hundred-year first spirit ring" so that everyone would think he was just a novice who had just stepped over the threshold of a Spirit Master.

As for the real surprise, he would save that for later.

Huang Fei walked toward the Green Vine.

Tang San wanted to follow, but Yu Xiaogang stopped him.

"Let him do it himself."

Yu Xiaogang's tone was very flat, even carrying a hint of casual indifference. "A hundred-and-twenty-year-old plant-type spirit beast poses no danger."

Tang San hesitated for a moment but stopped in his tracks.

However, he remained standing there, watching without looking away.

Huang Fei walked up to the Green Vine, crouched down, and casually examined the plant.

A hundred-and-twenty-year-old spirit beast, in the face of his current Soul Power Level of twenty, was as weak as a real vine.

He reached out, pinched the main stem of the vine with two fingers, and gave it a light tug.

The glow on the vine flickered violently, like a struggle before death, but it quickly dimmed.

A yellow spirit ring rose from the withered vine and hovered quietly in the air.

A hundred-and-twenty-year spirit ring. It was yellow, exactly like Tang San's, only the light was slightly dimmer.

Huang Fei sat cross-legged, released his soul power, and guided the spirit ring into his body.

The entire process was much faster than Tang San's.

It wasn't because he was experienced in absorption, but because his Soul Power Level was twice as high as Tang San's; his meridians were wider, and his soul power flowed more smoothly.

To his body, a hundred-and-twenty-year spirit ring was like pouring a bowl of water into the ocean, causing almost no burden at all.