The Betrayed Witch

Facing the Silver Moon Wolf King's pouncing bite, Wu Ling instinctively used an Iron Bridge to evade it.

Under normal circumstances, the Silver Moon Wolf King could have used Soul Power to adjust its position in midair and attack Wu Ling after he fell to the ground. But now, its body was riddled with deadly poison. The fact that it could still move at all was thanks to that "little grass" it had eaten long ago, let alone gather Soul Power to adjust its position.

After dodging the Silver Moon Wolf King's bite, Wu Ling paid no heed to his appearance. With a Carp Roll, he got back on his feet and turned around.

Seeing that Wu Ling still had the strength to fight back, Gui Mei did not intervene and continued to let him confront the Silver Moon Wolf King.

At this moment, the Silver Moon Wolf King had already sensed that its death was near. Driven into despair, it intended to make one final gamble.

"Awoo! (Bastard, I'll take you down with me!)"

Having turned around, Wu Ling had also focused his mind. He had to remain alert for the Silver Moon Wolf King's final counterattack before death.

The Wolf King charged at Wu Ling again, but this time, it did not pounce or bite. It simply sprinted forward.

Like a final flash before death, its poison-ridden body had already gone numb. But what did that matter? Running had long become its instinct. After only a few steps, its speed actually surpassed what it had been before.

Facing the charging Silver Moon Wolf King, Wu Ling had already calculated its speed and angle. Just as he was about to leap right to evade, he suddenly felt his entire body grow lighter.

Wu Ling immediately realized, My Soul Power is back!

Because Wu Ling had been especially focused this time, he reacted quickly. The Silver Moon Wolf King, meanwhile, used this recovered portion of Soul Power to strengthen itself.

"Roar! (This is the last of my Soul Power. Die, human!)"

Empowered by Soul Power, the Silver Moon Wolf King suddenly accelerated and charged at him faster than Wu Ling had calculated.

But Wu Ling would not wait helplessly for death this time. He raised his hand, and a yellow Soul Ring lit up before it. The longsword blocked in front of him, while his shadow began to stretch, with half a human figure gradually emerging from it.

The sharp wolf fangs, coated in Soul Power, bit down on Wu Ling's longsword.

After only 0.5 seconds, cracks appeared along the blade.

Another 0.5 seconds passed, and the longsword that had accompanied Wu Ling for four years shattered for the first time!

Just as the Silver Moon Wolf King crushed the longsword and opened its jaws again to bite Wu Ling's head, Xiao Lan finally emerged through the sword's sacrifice.

As he swapped places with Xiao Lan, Wu Ling appeared three meters behind his original position. Xiao Lan, meanwhile, saw a huge foul-smelling mouth about to touch his blue hair.

"Sigh, that's the third time this week, and now there's another way to die. Is survival or death really just a question?"

Then Xiao Lan's consciousness went blank, while Wu Ling condensed another longsword and slashed at the half-dead Wolf King, which could no longer even use Soul Power.

"Swallow Reversal! Bird Reversal! Sparrow Reversal!"

After the triple Swallow Reversal attack, a black Soul Ring rose from the Silver Moon Wolf King's corpse.

"Whew, this might be the only world where there's no playing dead. After all, if no Soul Ring appears, it means it isn't dead. Keep hitting until a Soul Ring appears, and that means it's truly dead."

After sighing in reflection, Gui Mei appeared once more.

Looking at the black Soul Ring, which was utterly ordinary to him, ripples of surprise rose in his heart.

"To kill four ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts as a Soul Grandmaster... Though he used poison, such an inglorious method, what in this world is truly glorious? So long as the result is good, then the deed is good. Given Wu Ling's level, he has done exceptionally well this time."

Gui Mei nodded almost imperceptibly, then asked Wu Ling with concern, "How is it, Wu Ling? The Soul Ring won't dissipate for another two hours. Do you want to rest first?"

Though the battle had been brief, it had been extremely dangerous and had consumed considerable physical strength and Soul Power.

"Alright. I'll restore my Soul Power first, then I need to condense Xiao Lan again."

Wu Ling immediately sat down cross-legged, then took restorative pills from his Storage Ring and swallowed them, beginning to recover his body and Soul Power.

Half an hour later, Wu Ling stood up again. Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong had also appeared beside him, and all three of them looked at the black Soul Ring above the Silver Moon Wolf King's corpse.

Wu Ling spoke as if talking to himself, yet also as if explaining things to Gui Mei.

"Although Xiao Hong and Xiao Lan are my clones, they are not ordinary clones. They were created by copying part of my soul.

"Other than lacking a Martial Soul, and only possessing part of my thoughts in terms of consciousness, they can be said to possess everything I have.

"Then, working backward from the fact that they can use Spirit Skills, they should also be able to absorb Soul Rings, except that they would be absorbing them on my behalf.

"My physical constitution can withstand a Soul Ring of around five thousand years. Xiao Lan is the same as me, while Xiao Hong has the strongest physique and can withstand a Soul Ring of more than seven thousand years.

"As long as we absorb it together, the pressure will be divided among the three of us. In theory, we should be able to absorb it successfully.

"The solution to the soul shock works on the same principle. The only difference is that Xiao Hong's tolerance is the same as mine, while Xiao Lan's is one and a half times mine. If the three of us absorb it at the same time, the chances of success are quite high.

"Of course, this is all just theory. It has never been tested, so if something happens to me later, I'll need you to interrupt it, Grandpa Ghost. Even if this Soul Ring is wasted, it doesn't matter."

Although there was not a sound around them, Wu Ling knew that Gui Mei had heard him clearly.

With Gui Mei protecting him, Wu Ling felt at ease as he and his two clones surrounded the Silver Moon Wolf King's corpse in a triangular formation.

"When I first saw the Silver Moon Wolf King, I thought it could only be Paracelsus. But that Soul Power suppression ability just now gave me a pleasant surprise. Looks like there'll be an unexpected gain this time."

After speaking, the three Wu Lings began circulating their Soul Power simultaneously. The Soul Ring did not approach any one of them. Or rather, whenever it drew near one person, the pull from the other two would drag it back to its original position.

Gui Mei flashed to Wu Ling's side and carefully observed any changes in Wu Ling's body.

Ten minutes later, the Soul Ring absorption had reached a critical stage. Painful expressions appeared on Wu Ling, Xiao Lan, and Xiao Hong's faces.

Gui Mei extended his hand, but when he saw Wu Ling's expression settle, he withdrew it again.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Hong and Xiao Lan shattered completely and merged into Wu Ling's body, followed by the black Soul Ring.

Seeing this, Gui Mei merely sighed quietly. "He really succeeded. A ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring!"

After Wu Ling fully awakened, Gui Mei stepped forward and asked, "How is it, Wu Ling? Does this character suit your wishes?"

In the minds of Bibi Dong, Gui Mei, and the others who knew the truth, watching Wu Ling absorb Soul Rings was like opening a blind box. No one knew what surprise would pop out.

Wu Ling did not keep Gui Mei waiting and directly revealed the result. "Grandpa Ghost, this character is nearly perfect for me. Her name is Medea, and she is a Witch."