The Second Soul Ring (Seeking Follow-up Reads, Seeking Votes)

"Fine, since you've made up your mind, I won't try to persuade you further. If something goes wrong, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

Leng Yaozhu looked at Yang Fan's determined gaze and sighed helplessly.

She turned and walked toward the control console at the side, inputting the highest-level authorization password.

With a soft "hiss," the red seal on the stasis pod automatically disengaged, and the heavy metal door slid slowly open to both sides.

A cold, bone-chilling resentment surged out like a bursting dam.

The temperature in the entire storage vault plummeted, and Bi Ji instinctively shielded Na'er behind her.

"Roar—!"

A ferocious phantom appeared; its body was long and lithe, covered from head to toe in silver scales that shimmered like liquid mercury.

Seeing Yang Fan before it, the Silver Mirror Beast opened its blood-red maw and lunged straight for Yang Fan's spiritual sea to bite down hard.

"Hold your mind steady!"

Leng Yaozhu quickly formed seals with her hands, prepared to forcibly cut off the fusion ritual at any moment.

Facing a backlash that would have caused an ordinary soul master's mind to collapse instantly, Yang Fan sat cross-legged in the center of the magic array, perfectly calm.

"A mere thousand-year soul spirit, and you dare to yelp before me?"

A brilliant purple-red light suddenly ignited between Yang Fan's brows, and his spiritual power poured out like a vast, boundless ocean!

"Boom!"

The two forces collided within the spiritual sea.

The once-aggressive phantom, the moment it touched Yang Fan's spiritual power, felt as if it had slammed into an insurmountable wall.

Its prideful, violent resentment was torn to shreds in an instant under the absolute crushing force of his spiritual power, like a flickering candle in the wind.

"Wuu..."

The beast's phantom let out a mournful cry, its originally ferocious form beginning to twist and shrink violently.

Under the illumination of the soul guidance array's deep blue light, the spirit form of the Silver Mirror Beast slowly emerged within Yang Fan's spiritual sea.

Its body was reshaped by the laws of the soul spirit, shedding its terrifying fangs and thick, grotesque limbs to become a petite creature covered in fine silver scales that resembled liquid mercury.

Its eyes, like miniature mirrors, no longer held bone-chilling resentment, but instead revealed a sense of newborn innocence and clarity.

Deep within the mirror-like surfaces, countless tiny specks of light seemed to flow slowly, reflecting Yang Fan's face.

It shook its short tail gently and let out a soft, puppy-like whimper.

It rubbed affectionately against the edge of Yang Fan's spiritual sea, exuding a liveliness and docility that made one feel a sense of endearment.

"Hum~"

The soul guidance array beneath Yang Fan erupted with dazzling light.

Immediately following, a brilliant purple soul ring rose slowly from his feet, appearing above the five-hundred-and-ten-year yellow first soul ring that had appeared at some unknown moment.

"The second soul ring is finally complete."

Yang Fan felt the brand-new power within his body and spoke softly.

Leng Yaozhu stood where she was, looking at the youth in the center of the array, somewhat astonished.

She had expected a heart-pounding rescue, but she had never imagined that Yang Fan would forcibly tame this synthetic soul spirit—whose absorption difficulty was comparable to an unyielding soul spirit—with such an overwhelming display of dominance.

"Is... is this really the 'good-for-nothing' shown in the files?"

Leng Yaozhu muttered to herself.

Leng Yaozhu's gaze fell involuntarily upon the purple and yellow soul rings rhythmically pulsing beneath Yang Fan's feet.

When her spiritual power habitually swept across Yang Fan's meridians, even her voice changed pitch.

"Twenty-eighth level? You actually broke through directly to the twenty-eighth level?"

This completely overturned Leng Yaozhu's understanding of the soul master cultivation system.

One had to know that while soul spirits could provide soul rings, the increase in soul power was significantly less than that gained from hunting soul beasts.

A thousand-year soul spirit would, at most, raise a soul master's soul power by one or two levels.

Yet, not only had Yang Fan crossed the major hurdle of the twentieth level without any obstruction, but he had also soared to the twenty-eighth level—an increase of nearly ten full levels of soul power!

"Could it be that you intentionally stayed at the twentieth level for many years? You brat, are you actually a genius?!"

Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes widened, her mind frantically searching for various possibilities, but none of them seemed to hold water.

Although one could cultivate without obtaining soul rings, no one chose to accumulate for so long, and there was no benefit in doing so.

Was it that Yang Fan's martial soul was extraordinary, or did he possess some special constitution?

Facing Leng Yaozhu's questions, Yang Fan slowly withdrew his aura, suppressing the surging, ocean-like power within his body back into his dantian.

Yang Fan's expression remained calm on the surface, even carrying a hint of perfectly timed "bewilderment."

Yang Fan lowered his eyelids slightly, feeling the waves of warmth emanating from his heart.

That was the Dragon God Reverse Scale that Di Tian had personally fused into his body!

At this moment, the Dragon God Reverse Scale was transmitting waves of warmth from his heart in an incredibly domineering manner, remodeling and strengthening his body.

Not only that, but the piece of top-grade Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue he had consumed before transmigrating had also been drawn out by the Dragon God Reverse Scale just now.

It acted like a black hole, perfectly assisting Yang Fan in digesting the medicinal power of the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue that had been lying dormant within his body!

This was what had created this terrifying, multi-level leap in cultivation.

"Master, perhaps it's because my martial soul has such a high compatibility with this spirit soul that it triggered some unknown mutation."

Yang Fan raised his head and explained softly in a tone that was half-truth and half-false.

He wasn't lying; the Silver Mirror Beast was truly compatible with his martial soul. With the Dragon God Reverse Scale exerting its power, he felt that the quality of his martial soul and his cultivation talent had reached roughly the level of an innate rank eight.

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath. She looked at Yang Fan deeply, her eyes filled not only with shock but also with a hint of fanaticism.

"Good... what a good martial soul mutation."

Leng Yaozhu muttered to herself, a stunning smile curling the corners of her lips.

It was fortunate that she had taken him in as a registered disciple. Although this talent wasn't as stunning as Yun Ming's had been back in the day, it was still acceptable; at least he wasn't a waste.

At the very least, he wouldn't be embarrassing to show off in front of that woman, Ya Li.

"Which soul skill did you obtain? Martial soul replication or soul skill replication?"

Leng Yaozhu asked, trying her best to suppress the shock in her heart. She hadn't expected the "bonus gift" that came with taking Na'er as a disciple to be so special.

"Soul skill replication, also known as spiritual imprinting. For every realm my spiritual level breaks through, I can replicate one additional soul skill below the age of the Silver Mirror Beast. Since I am currently at the Spirit Sea realm, I can replicate and store three soul skills."

Yang Fan's expression was composed, and he spoke shocking words in a calm, unruffled tone.

Perhaps because the Silver Mirror Beast was a synthetic spirit soul with an age of only about 1,100 years, the effect of the soul skill replication had certain flaws, retaining only about sixty percent of the original soul skill.

In other eras, this might have made the soul skill somewhat lackluster, but this was the Legend of the Dragon King, an era where spirit souls could be upgraded!

Sixty percent at the thousand-year level—what about ten thousand, hundred thousand, or even a million years?

"Your Excellency Feiyi, your family is truly full of hidden talents. Not only do you have a Life-type Title Douluo like yourself, but there also exists a demigod like Your Excellency Longyuan who keeps a low profile. Even the family's younger generation possesses such excellent talent."

Bi Ji smiled faintly and did not reply.

Isn't the family so powerful because of you humans? Those with low ranks and poor talent have all been turned into spirit souls, leaving only the final embers under the protection of the Great Beasts.

As for the two juniors you mentioned, one is the Lord of us soul beasts, and the other is a transmigrator with as many secrets as the Sea God. How could their talent not be excellent?

Even that Yun Ming whom you once secretly—or rather, "openly"—loved, likely doesn't have talent as high as theirs.