Golden Soul Skill: Myriad Changes Absolute

A flash of snow-colored light!

The sharp Snow Sword instantly pierced through the Ice-Spine Hedgehog's body, vanishing in a blink.

A sharp, ringing hum of the blade still rippled through the air.

The Snow Sword, stained with wisps of blood, had buried most of its length deep into the bluestone floor.

Only the hilt remained above the stone, vibrating slightly and still emitting that sharp, ringing hum.

Even after being run through by the Snow Sword, the Ice-Spine Hedgehog remained curled into a ball.

It was not until a pale purple soul ring slowly rose that the Ice-Spine Hedgehog's body finally uncurled.

On its inhuman face, even in death, it wore an expression of disdain and mockery toward Xue Mingqing.

Having exhausted his soul power to slay the Ice-Spine Hedgehog with a single strike, Xue Mingqing immediately sat cross-legged to recover on the spot.

If the Ice-Spine Hedgehog still had a shred of consciousness and could see Xue Mingqing's actions, it would surely be enraged to the point of going berserk.

This was because Xue Mingqing's current behavior was exactly like a top-lane duel in his past life—after winning the fight, he was essentially recalling to base while standing on the opponent's corpse.

Low damage, but maximum mockery!

Alas, it could no longer see.

To the side, Xue Ningxian, who had watched the entire battle, had her beautiful eyes widened into perfect circles, her delicate cherry lips parted as if she could swallow a whole egg.

Heavens, what had she just witnessed?

A level ten soul master without a soul ring had soloed a thousand-year soul beast?

Even storybooks wouldn't dare write something like this, would they?

Had the world gone mad, or had she, Xue Ningxian, lost her mind?

Arching a brow, Xue Ningxian took a step forward, her graceful and alluring figure carrying the fragrance of a secluded orchid from the snowfields as she arrived before Xue Mingqing.

Extending a jade hand, she placed it on Xue Mingqing's shoulder, pouring the vast soul power of her level 82 soul douluo status into his body.

One reason was to help Xue Mingqing quickly recover his soul power.

The second was to probe his body; the fact that he could slay a thousand-year soul beast alone spoke volumes.

If Xue Mingqing had truly reached level ten soul power by merely popping pills, he would never have been able to achieve this.

However, after probing Xue Mingqing's body, Xue Ningxian's expression turned rather peculiar.

In her perception, Xue Mingqing's meridians were completely unobstructed, and his physical strength had improved by more than just a notch; furthermore—

Xue Mingqing's martial soul seemed to have evolved, changing from a simple Snowflake into "Snow Wind," which carried a light, flowing breeze.

Arching a brow, Xue Ningxian's emerald eyes met the black ones Xue Mingqing had just opened.

The meaning in her gaze was clear.

"Care to explain?"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Meeting Xue Ningxian's emerald eyes the moment he woke up caused Xue Mingqing to choke and cough a few times.

He naturally understood what Xue Ningxian was asking; it was nothing more than the reason for the sudden, drastic changes in his body.

Thinking of this, Xue Mingqing lowered his gaze slightly, already bringing out the excuse he had prepared in his mind.

"Among the medicinal pills sent by the Ling Family, there was one called the Wind-Snow Body Tempering Pill. After I consumed it, I fell into a deep meditation, and when I woke up, I was like this."

Among the cultivation resources provided by the Ling Family as compensation, there was indeed a pill called the Wind-Snow Body Tempering Pill, so it was reasonable for Xue Mingqing to attribute his transformation to it.

As for whether its effects were truly as good as the Hurricane Body Tempering provided by Feng Qingyang, Xue Mingqing had no way of knowing.

After all, he had never taken it.

After hearing Xue Mingqing's explanation, Xue Ningxian's emerald eyes narrowed, a hint of imperceptible mockery flickering within them...

"Heh... Wind-Snow Body Tempering Pill...?"

Whispering to herself, Xue Ningxian shook her head with a faint, ambiguous smile.

"Forget it, anyway... it's not a bad thing, regardless."

"Go on, absorb your first soul ring, you little monster with a thousand-year first ring..."

"Hehe..."

Scratching his head with a light chuckle, Xue Mingqing mobilized the soul power in his body and connected with the pale purple soul ring.

Once the soul power made contact, the soul ring floating in mid-air seemed to have found its destination; it flew toward Xue Mingqing and settled down over his head.

The process of absorbing the soul ring was fast, taking less than half an hour.

As for the pain caused by absorbing an over-limit soul ring, Xue Mingqing didn't care in the slightest.

After all, compared to the pain of Hurricane Body Tempering, the agony of absorbing a thousand-year soul ring was as weak and pathetic as a little girl.

He, Xue Mingqing, had survived Hurricane Body Tempering; would he be afraid of this little bit of pain?

Laughable, completely ignored!

However, as Xue Mingqing refined the final trace of soul power from his soul ring and opened his eyes, a hint of strangeness and confusion lingered between his brows.

Noticing this, Xue Ningxian, who had been standing guard by his side with her arms crossed, spoke up.

"What is it? Is something wrong?"

Hearing Xue Ningxian's reassuring, ethereal voice, Xue Mingqing was instinctively startled. Once he collected himself, he spoke with a strange expression.

"Mother... have you ever heard of a soul ring mutating?"

"...?"

Arching her delicate brows, Xue Ningxian asked in confusion.

"What kind of mutation?"

Recalling the description of the soul skill in his mind, Xue Mingqing's expression grew even stranger.

"My first soul skill is called Myriad Changes Absolute. Its effect changes based on the form of my martial soul."

Seeing the growing cloud of doubt in Xue Ningxian's eyes, Xue Mingqing coughed and stated bluntly.

"For example, when my first soul skill is used in the base form of Snow Wind, it simply inflicts an 85% slow on the target."

Hearing this, Xue Ningxian's expression also turned peculiar.

"You don't mean to tell me that after you change your martial soul's form with Snow Transforms Into All Things, the soul skill changes along with it...?"

Xue Mingqing nodded.

"If it becomes Snow Sword, the skill effect is a 90% attack boost; Snow Bow provides 50% armor penetration; as for Snow Shield, it grants 100% defense, and so on..."

Hearing this, even with Xue Ningxian's composure, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

What kind of soul skill was this? It was clearly a divine skill!

Constant change meant absolute versatility and unparalleled omnipotence; looking at the soul skill alone might not seem like much.

But—this skill happened to synergize perfectly with Xue Mingqing's self-created soul skill, Snow Transforms Into All Things.

For Xue Mingqing, this golden combination was not a whit inferior to the "betel nut and cigarettes, boundless magic" of his past life!

Drawing a sharp breath, Xue Ningxian closed her beautiful eyes. She steadied her mind and said in a calm, ethereal tone.

"A fine soul skill, but—"

"You must remember, before you have fully grown, never expose the secrets of your soul skill and your self-created skill, understand?"

Hearing this, Xue Mingqing nodded.

He was no ordinary child. As a transmigrator, he knew all too well how terrifying an omnipotent powerhouse capable of myriad changes could be.

What did omnipotence mean?

It meant that he alone was a perfectly coordinated team!

He would be absolutely invincible in a duel, and even group fights could not effectively suppress him.

If Xue Mingqing were to face such an enemy, he would certainly strangle them in the cradle before they could grow!

Understanding the stakes, Xue Mingqing nodded, then winked slyly at Xue Ningxian.

"What myriad changes? Hasn't my martial soul always been an ordinary Snow Sword?"

Xue Ningxian was stunned for a moment. Once she realized what he meant, a helpless and doting smile tugged at her lips. She reached out a jade finger and tapped him on the forehead.

"You little rascal, you're quite clever. That's right, your martial soul has always been an ordinary Snow Sword."

"Hehe..."

Xue Mingqing chuckled. He rubbed the spot on his forehead where she had tapped him, instinctively wanting to say something more.

But—

When he caught sight of a lock of hair hanging over his forehead, he froze in place!

Because...

His originally jet-black hair had turned a faint, grayish-black!

"!!!"