Ye Qing watched the Three-River Sky-Piercing Python soul spirit darting up and down and slowly exhaled a stale breath.
The Heavenly God Pearl really was formidable.
With this hundred-thousand-year soul beast as his guinea pig, he had confirmed his suspicions.
Using the Heavenly God Pearl's power to extract a soul and create something like the "soul spirits" of later generations was entirely feasible.
Painless, harmless, and with its mind perfectly preserved.
Not only that, a soul spirit could fight alongside its host, offering support far beyond that of an ordinary soul ring.
"Ye Qing..."
Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled as she hugged Ye Qing's arm and shook it pleadingly.
"This soul spirit is so interesting! It can preserve the soul beast's consciousness and help fight, right? I want one too!"
"Yeah, Captain. What about us..." Yu Feng rubbed his hands together, practically drooling.
Who wouldn't covet a hundred-thousand-year fighter that doubled as an accessory?
Even if a hundred-thousand-year one could only be found by chance, a ten-thousand-year one would be excellent too.
Ye Qing pulled his arm out of Ning Rongrong's embrace and casually ruffled her hair.
"Don't rush."
"You have to eat one mouthful at a time. Soul spirits aren't cabbages you can pick up anywhere."
"The prerequisite is that the soul beast must be highly intelligent and know how to sacrifice itself."
That was the highest hurdle.
Unless it was a soul beast like the Green Flood Dragon, whose powerful bloodline granted it exceptional intelligence at just ten thousand years old.
Otherwise, probably only hundred-thousand-year soul beasts knew how to perform a sacrifice.
"If we find suitable ones in the future, and the conditions allow it, none of you will be left out."
At that, everyone burst into cheers.
Ye Qing waved a hand for them to quiet down.