Tang San Targeted

Lin Chen stood tall in the void, looking down at the Purple Gold Thunder Roc below; he could actually discern a hint of human-like shock in its eyes.

Without a moment's hesitation, the Sky Thunder Whip swept out once more as Lin Chen swung it.

The speed of the Sky Thunder Whip was not slow, but it could hardly be called god-like speed.

However, no matter how fast a bird is, once it lands, it is nothing more than a ground-dwelling chicken.

The Purple Gold Thunder Roc flapped its wings and leaped, attempting to dodge backward.

Yet, just as it jumped, the long whip lashed against its body.

With a crisp crack, a large patch of the Purple Gold Thunder Roc's vibrant feathers was whipped away, leaving a bloody gash on the flesh beneath.

The force of the whip was not immense, but the power surged directly into the Purple Gold Thunder Roc's body, forcibly slamming it back to the ground just as it had taken flight.

Lin Chen took advantage of the momentum to flick his wrist, and a purple thunder net surged forth once again.

"Chirp!"

The Purple Gold Thunder Roc tried to repeat its previous trick, but as it scrambled up and its wings had barely lifted, the massive thunder net descended upon it.

The purple thunder net covered the Purple Gold Thunder Roc, with purple lightning crawling incessantly over its body, erupting in bursts of thunderous explosions.

"Chirp!"

The Purple Gold Thunder Roc let out a sharp cry while struggling with all its might.

It clearly possessed an extremely high resistance to lightning.

The seemingly powerful thunder net, at first glance, did not appear to cause it much damage, merely binding it in place.

But that was enough.

"Die!"

Lin Chen let out a sharp shout and flicked his wrist, the sharp tip of the whip piercing straight into the Purple Gold Thunder Roc's body.

Though the Purple Gold Thunder Roc had high lightning resistance, its defense was lacking.

The sharp whip tip instantly pierced through its body, exiting from the other side.

The Purple Gold Thunder Roc's body stiffened involuntarily.

Its struggles gradually weakened until it finally collapsed flat onto the ground.

However, no Spirit Ring appeared, indicating that its life had not yet reached its end.

Lin Chen withdrew the long whip and struck again.

The Sky Thunder Whip moved as if it were an extension of his arm, its sharp tip piercing through the Purple Gold Thunder Roc's head.

"Pfft!"

A purple Spirit Ring slowly emerged from the corpse of the Purple Gold Thunder Roc.

Seeing this, Lin Chen breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It was fortunate he had the Heavenly Thunder Movement, a unique skill rewarded by the system; otherwise, he would have been done for during that first pounce.

A thousand-year Spirit Beast was truly extraordinary.

Lin Chen sighed inwardly before descending from the air.

"Hoo!"

After taking a deep breath, he sat cross-legged directly in front of the Purple Gold Thunder Roc's corpse.

Although absorbing a Spirit Ring in this perilous jungle without anyone to guard him was an extremely dangerous endeavor, the circumstances were what they were.

He had no other choice.

As the purple Spirit Ring was guided by Lin Chen to settle around him, a tremendous crushing pressure descended.

However, Lin Chen, whose physique had already reached level thirty-three, was fully capable of enduring it.

No accidents occurred during his process of absorbing the Spirit Ring.

Soon, Lin Chen received the feedback of information regarding his spirit skill.

Thunder Shadow Layers: Swing the whip to unleash arc-shaped thunder blades, dealing piercing and explosive damage to enemies along the path; can be swung consecutively nine times.

At first glance, it seemed like nothing more than a spirit skill for clearing out small fry.

But its specific power would only be known after testing it.

In that same instant, Lin Chen's bottleneck was finally broken.

Surging spirit power welled up from within his body.

As that spirit power was continuously refined by him, the purple second Spirit Ring began to pulse in rhythmic order alongside his first Spirit Ring.

Lin Chen opened his eyes, and with a thought, his attribute panel appeared.

[Name: Lin Chen]

[Martial Soul: Sky Thunder Whip, Sword of Calamity]

[Level: 22]

[Spirit: 22]

[Physique: 35]

[Cultivation Techniques: [Click to Expand]]

Just like after absorbing his first ring, the thousand-year second ring only brought him two levels of spirit power, while his spirit and physique also increased by two levels along with his rank.

If I want a ten-thousand-year fourth ring, I have to find a way to raise my spirit power as well.

Lin Chen muttered to himself.

For spirit rings under ten thousand years, as long as one's physique is strong enough, they can be endured, but the soul shock possessed by rings over ten thousand years requires sufficiently powerful spirit power.

As far as Lin Chen knew, there were only three ways to increase spirit power.

A spirit-type head spirit bone, the Tang Sect's ultimate technique Purple Demon Eye, and the immortal herb Wangchuan Autumn Dew found in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

There was basically no hope for the first two, but he could still try to find a way to get the Wangchuan Autumn Dew.

Before reaching level forty, I must find a way to get my hands on the Wangchuan Autumn Dew.

Lin Chen secretly made up his mind.

Time to head back!

He stood up, scanned his surroundings, and headed toward the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Nuoding Academy.

Tang San stood outside Lin Chen's dormitory door, his brow furrowed into a deep frown.

Three days already, where has this guy gone?

He had already made up his mind to trade a Silent Sleeve Arrow with Lin Chen for money.

Yet, he hadn't been able to find the person for three days straight.

Xiao Wu hadn't spoken to him for three days, which made his mood incredibly irritable.

Could it be that he's deliberately avoiding me?

Tang San never even considered the possibility that he was out hunting for a spirit ring; after all, they both had innate full spirit power, so the gap in their levels shouldn't be that large.

Furthermore, his first ring was four hundred years old, infinitely close to the limit his teacher had mentioned, which had pushed his level directly to twelve.

Lin Chen's current level could only be lower than his, not higher.

The only thing he could think of was that Lin Chen was intentionally hiding from him.

Sigh, this can't go on like this.

Even if I trade the Silent Sleeve Arrow for money, how long will it last?

I need to find my own way to make a living.

Even at this point, Tang San didn't think about giving up on Xiao Wu.

Instead, he was thinking about how to make money.

To him, Xiao Wu was no longer just a simple task assigned by his teacher.

I'll go stroll around the city and see if I can find any work.

Tang San thought for a moment, then turned and headed downstairs.

Because Lin Chen had frequently helped him out, Tang San hadn't gone to work at the blacksmith shop as he did in the original story.

Exiting the academy.

Tang San wandered aimlessly through Nuoding City.

He didn't notice, however, that a pair of eyes was already fixed on him.

It was a middle-aged man with a round face and a thick beard.

This round-faced, bearded man was none other than the "flower-plucking thief" mentioned by the carriage shop owner.

He had been in Nuoding City for three days.

For these three days, he had been scouting, primarily to determine if there were any powerful experts in the city; caution was the reason he hadn't been arrested yet.

After three days of scouting, he had confirmed it.

The strongest person in Nuoding City was only at the Spirit Ancestor level.

They posed no threat to him whatsoever.

And ordinary young boys couldn't withstand his ravages.

Therefore, he set his sights on the students of the Spirit Master academy.

His luck seemed good; he had only just arrived near the academy when he spotted a target.

He was a bit ugly, but he had the advantage of being tender.

The round-faced, bearded man didn't strike rashly, but instead followed him from a distance, looking for a suitable environment and the right moment to act.

And that suitable environment and moment arrived as the other party turned into a secluded alley.