Normal Inversion of Three

Lin Mo's understanding of the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was by no means an exaggeration.

If his memory served him correctly, twenty thousand years later, a thirty-thousand-year-old Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff had dealt a heavy blow to Tang Wulin, a rank-96 Super Douluo.

It had even crushed him in terms of raw strength, which was Tang Wulin's greatest specialty.

One could judge the whole by a glimpse of the leopard; this was enough to show how off-the-charts its stats were.

It was just a pity that a spirit beast like the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was something he could only dream of.

Moreover, the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was quite a chicken rib to Lin Mo.

He couldn't kill one when he actually wanted to, and by the time he was strong enough to kill one, the age of any specimen he could find would be too low for him, making it completely unsuitable for absorbing as a spirit ring.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Flender's expression became quite colorful. He let out a heavy sigh and reached up to rub his temples.

This was the first time he had encountered a kid with such a massive appetite.

"You really don't stand on ceremony, do you, kid?"

Flender lowered his hand, his gaze landing on Lin Mo as a hint of helplessness colored his tone: "But since I've already promised Xiaogang and you, I suppose I have no choice."

"Since I've given you my word, I will certainly do my best to help you find it. But if we truly can't find one, then you'll just have to settle for a slightly inferior spirit beast."

Flender gave Lin Mo a preemptive warning.

Although the Star Dou Great Forest was vast, what Lin Mo wanted was far too rare.

A thousand-year cultivation with top-tier bloodline quality—a spirit beast like that was a rare find anywhere.

"I understand." Lin Mo nodded with a smile.

He was naturally aware of how high his requirements were.

But his second spirit ring was of great importance, and he didn't want to compromise.

If it truly couldn't be found, he would have no choice but to settle for second best, but before that, he still wanted to strive for the best possible outcome.

Watching Lin Mo's expression, Flender sighed inwardly.

Had this kid's true nature been exposed the moment he entered the Star Dou Great Forest?

Back at the academy, Lin Mo had always left him with the impression of being a student who didn't talk much and handled things steadily; overall, he was quite low-key.

There were many students at Notting Academy who knew Lin Mo was strong, but very few knew exactly how strong he was.

He certainly didn't look as well-behaved as he had appeared back at the academy.

But that was fine, too.

Thinking of this, Flender shook his head.

A goody-two-shoes like a white lotus wasn't suitable for their Shrek Academy; they had always played by their own rules.

The flicker of sentiment in Flender's heart quickly dissipated, and his gaze returned to Lin Mo.

Ever since entering the Star Dou Great Forest, this kid seemed to have maintained this state of being completely white, and he hadn't deactivated it once.

"Lin Mo, won't you suffer from excessive exhaustion if you stay in this special Martial Soul Possession state all the time?"

Flender voiced the curiosity in his heart.

In the understanding of Flender and Yu Xiaogang, there were two forms of Lin Mo's special mutated Martial Soul Possession.

One was the state Lin Mo was in now, where his entire body was white, and the other was the authentic Martial Soul Possession state, which added the manifestation of spirit rings on top of that.

Without seeing the spirit rings, it would be difficult for anyone who didn't know Lin Mo very well to even notice that he was using his martial soul's power.

"I won't."

Lin Mo shook his head and explained: "The consumption of my soul power in this state is very low."

"As long as I don't exert extra effort—that is, without using spirit skills or fighting others—I can barely maintain a balance between my soul power's expenditure and recovery."

"What an enviable ability." Flender sighed with emotion.

One had to know that for the vast majority of spirit masters, Martial Soul Possession itself was a significant burden.

Someone like Lin Mo, who could maintain the possession state for long periods without a care, was truly a rarity.

Seeing Flender's expression, Lin Mo appeared quite accustomed to it.

The Inversion of Three consumed very little soul power to begin with, and the Body Spirit was also a low-consumption type of martial soul.

Even with the two combined, the level of consumption remained within a range Lin Mo could accept.

As long as he didn't actively channel his soul power to fight or use spirit skills, the natural recovery rate of his soul power could steadily make up for this expenditure.

It was just that, for now, he could only barely maintain that balance.

When the day came that his soul power recovery rate exceeded his consumption rate, he could attempt to maintain the Inversion state twenty-four hours a day, just like Zuo Ruotong.

Lin Mo had already made his plans.

After he obtained his second spirit ring, he would not reveal his spirit rings unless absolutely necessary.

This was also a consideration for his own safety.

A thousand-year second spirit ring was far too conspicuous.

A tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Before he had sufficient strength to protect himself, exposing it too early would only invite unnecessary trouble.

Provided he found a way to resolve the hidden dangers of this thousand-year second ring, Lin Mo would never voluntarily expose the fact that he possessed a thousand-year level second spirit ring.

Exposing it prematurely would bring him nothing but added trouble.

As for how to resolve this trouble, Lin Mo already had an idea in mind.

It was just that... the prerequisite for implementing this idea required a large amount of money.

Flender, having quickly confirmed Lin Mo's intentions for obtaining his spirit ring, took Lin Mo and continued to venture deeper into the Star Dou Great Forest.

The reason was very simple: the quality of the spirit ring that this kid Lin Mo requested was simply too high.

Although the age was not high, merely just entering the thousand-year range, the age was only one of the conditions.

The bloodline quality of the spirit beast he required was far too high; it would likely be extremely difficult to find in the outer reaches of the Star Dou Great Forest.

To find a spirit beast that met his criteria, they had no choice but to head deeper.

However, as they continued deeper, even Flender was quite cautious.

With his current strength as a level 77 Spirit Saint, as long as he did not encounter a ten-thousand-year spirit beast with a cultivation of over fifty thousand years, he would have no problem bringing Lin Mo out safely.

Of course, that was on the condition that the quality of the spirit beast was not too exaggerated.

If they encountered those ten-thousand-year spirit beasts with top-tier bloodlines, such as an existence on the level of a Titan Giant Ape, then that would be a different story.

However, spirit beasts of that level generally stayed in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest and, under normal circumstances, would not run out to the outer reaches.

The two continued forward, with Flender clearing the path in front and Lin Mo following closely behind.

Not long after they continued forward, Lin Mo and Flender suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Lin Mo followed Flender's gaze and looked ahead.

In a clearing of bushes not far away, a sturdy ape covered in black fur was squatting there, clutching a piece of meat from an unknown spirit beast in its hands and tearing into it with large bites.