First Soul Skill, Sun Piercer

Phantom Sea Spirit Kun glanced at him, then slowly closed its eyes and fell silent.

You may smell wonderful, but a kun still had its pride.

Ignoring An Lan was Phantom Sea Spirit Kun's last stubborn stand.

An Lan couldn't help laughing. "Since that's settled, let me take care of you for the rest of your life."

Phantom Sea Spirit Kun sensed the mental fluctuations he sent over and shifted closer. Its round head dipped slightly as it looked down at An Lan.

At the same time, a raised blue, diamond-shaped scale on its forehead lit up, and a glow shimmered across it, brimming with the vitality of life.

An Lan felt a stirring in his heart and reached out to touch it with his right hand.

In an instant, dazzling blue light burst forth. Water appeared out of nowhere between heaven and earth, swirling into a vortex that tightly enveloped the man and beast.

Phantom Sea Spirit Kun, return to your place!

Nearby, Leng Qingning and Le Lingzhao had been keeping their nerves taut. When they saw this, both let out a long breath of relief, knowing it had worked.

They watched quietly as Phantom Sea Spirit Kun's body gradually turned transparent, its life essence slowly merging into the swirling water that surrounded An Lan.

The life-giving water, containing all of Phantom Sea Spirit Kun's essence, became specks of blue light that seeped through An Lan's brow and trickled into his body.

The contract was complete!

An Lan opened his eyes. A flash of azure light passed through them, and in the next moment, a purple Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet. Blue-gold patterns unique to an ocean Auspicious Beast appeared and disappeared across its surface.

First Soul Ring: 1,200 years!

Soul Power: 13th Rank!

He let out a long breath. Phantom Sea Spirit Kun was truly his now.

"An unyielding Auspicious Beast Soul Spirit, the only one of its kind in the world. Congratulations, my apprentice!" Leng Qingning looked at her spirited disciple, her eyes full of pride, and offered her congratulations.

An Lan hurried over and hugged her leg affectionately. "Thank you for all your effort, teacher."

He knew that to obtain such a precious Auspicious Beast Soul Spirit, his teacher must have gone to ask her all-powerful aunt, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu.

"You have yourself to thank for it." Leng Qingning smiled and ruffled his hair.

An Lan's guess was right. Leng Qingning indeed had no authority to move Phantom Sea Spirit Kun. Only the Spirit Pagoda's tower master and deputy tower master had that privilege.

But over the past several thousand years, countless people from the Qiangu Family, the Leng Family, and other families that still held influence in the Spirit Pagoda had coveted it. Without exception, every one of them had failed.

Now that Phantom Sea Spirit Kun had chosen to follow An Lan and fallen into the hands of the Leng Family, even if Qiangu Dongfeng was dissatisfied, he could find no fault with it and had nothing to say.

As for any other means, she and Le Lingzhao would handle them. The Phoenix Family and Angel Family together had four beings with strength at the Limit Douluo level—enough to shield little An Lan from wind and rain.

Just then, Le Lingzhao came over too. She crouched down and kissed An Lan on the cheek. "As expected of my precious apprentice. You deserve a reward."

After rewarding her little apprentice, Le Lingzhao asked curiously, "How does it feel?"

"It feels amazing!" An Lan was refreshed, and his whole being radiated an indescribable confidence and lightness.

One day, he would restore the Red Edge Spear to its former glory—one thrust to sever the Heavenly Abyss and split the river of stars.

He stretched his limbs and looked eagerly at Le Lingzhao. "Teacher, will you help me test out my Soul Skill?"

"Of course." Le Lingzhao was happy to oblige. With a wave of her hand, a gentle yet irresistible golden Soul Power flowed forth and carried her little apprentice more than ten meters away.

Seeing this, Leng Qingning drifted back as well, leaving the space to them.

"I'm here. Give it everything you've got." Le Lingzhao held her left hand behind her back, inviting An Lan to let loose and giving him the advantage of fighting one-handed.

A Level 13 beginner Soul Master against someone at least Level 95—no matter how confident An Lan was, he wouldn't imagine he could hurt his second teacher.

So he said nothing more. A flash of red flickered in his eyes, and he summoned his Red Edge Spear.

The young boy stood with his spear in hand, its tip angled toward the ground. His aura surged in an instant.

The purple First Soul Ring behind him suddenly blazed with light. An Lan cried, "Sun Piercer!"

An Lan's expression was solemn, his brows carrying the resolve to go and Never Return.

The strong raised their spears against the stronger! A Level 13 beginner Soul Master against a Super Douluo. He might lose this battle, but he would still be the Overlord of Shangling.

Le Lingzhao didn't dodge. Seeing An Lan so resolute, she had expected him to charge over, so she had planned to flick him on the forehead and teach him a lesson.

Who could have guessed that An Lan wouldn't come close? Instead, he slowly raised his right hand, pointing the spear tip straight at her.

"Boom—"

Brilliant scarlet light burst from the spear tip. A spear beam half a meter thick, like a laser, tore through the air and shot toward Le Lingzhao.

The Red Edge Spear's First Soul Skill, Sun Piercer!

A long-range attack Soul Skill.

The Red Edge Spear drew An Lan's Soul Power to a single point at its tip and unleashed it in a burst—an edge without equal, with enough force to break all techniques.

Seeing this, Le Lingzhao helplessly rubbed her forehead. Her little apprentice had looked ready to die, yet it turned out to be a long-range attack.

Why put on such a tragic show if you weren't even going to fight at close range?

She tapped her heel, and a shield of holy light condensed from Soul Power appeared before her.

Just when it seemed nothing could go wrong, something did.

The spear beam, which should have been stopped by the shield, ignored it and shot straight through.

Le Lingzhao's pupils contracted sharply.

A Soul Master of the same level wouldn't have had time to react at such close range, but she was a Level 98 Super Douluo.

In the blink of an eye, her right hand, still resting against her forehead, shifted and caught the spear beam from the side, just inches from her chest.

Le Lingzhao tightened her grip slightly and crushed An Lan's attack.

An Lan was feeling rather pleased with himself for nearly catching his teacher off guard, when a wave of anger suddenly washed over him.

"Oh no!" he exclaimed in alarm.

The next moment, an invisible hand grabbed him and pulled him in front of Le Lingzhao.

"You little ingrate, where do you think you're aiming?" Le Lingzhao tugged at his cheek, pretending to be cross.

Even if that little attack had hit her, it wouldn't have hurt her—but it would have been embarrassing.

"Grandmaster, save me!" An Lan hurriedly sent a pleading look toward Leng Qingning.

Leng Qingning's lips curled up slightly. "Such a naughty boy."

After a while, the three returned to the ninety-ninth floor of the Spirit Pagoda. This was the private residence of Leng Qingning, the branch tower master—lavish and elegant.

On the sofa, An Lan diligently massaged Le Lingzhao's shoulders and tried to placate her. "Second teacher, you've cooled off now. How about giving me your thoughts on my Soul Skill?"

"I'm curious about little An Lan's Soul Skill too, Your Excellency Judgment. What do you think?" Leng Qingning added with a faint smile.

She was a demigod at Level 99, and they were standing so close. How could she not see through An Lan's Soul Skill?

Le Lingzhao knew Leng Qingning was teasing her. She shot her an annoyed look, then turned to An Lan. "You little monster. Your First Soul Skill is powerful enough to kill an ordinary Hundred-Year Soul Beast instantly, and it seems to have another special property as well."