"Teacher, take a careful count—how many spirit rings do I have?"
Only then did Bibi Dong begin to notice the number of spirit rings on Jiang Chen.
"You've broken through to Soul Douluo?" Bibi Dong was both shocked and delighted, her mind still a little dazed.
"Teacher, don't be so surprised. Sit down, and we can talk slowly."
Jiang Chen helped Bibi Dong sit down, and the two sat facing each other on prayer cushions.
Bibi Dong took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.
Yet, after the trial just now and with her emotions so stirred, her lovely face had already turned incomparably red.
"Xiao Chen, quickly tell Teacher—how did you do it?" She spoke somewhat rapidly, her voice faintly trembling, showing just how unsettled she still was.
Jiang Chen smiled. "Teacher, have you forgotten about my mysterious inheritance?"
"Your spirit rings advanced because of that mysterious inheritance?"
Jiang Chen had told her as a child that he possessed a mysterious inheritance. At the time, Bibi Dong had believed it to be a god-level inheritance.
Jiang Chen nodded. "Each time I pass a Heavenly Tribulation, this inheritance gives me some rewards. The reward that raised my spirit rings was obtained when I passed the Soul Sage Heavenly Tribulation. Now, every one of my spirit rings has reached an age of five hundred thousand years."
"Five hundred thousand years?" Bibi Dong cried out in shock, her stunning face filled with disbelief.
"That's right. This eighth spirit ring was a God-Bestowed Spirit Ring given to me by Senior Asura God. With my strength, I endured until five hundred thousand years."
Bibi Dong was dumbfounded, murmuring, "What kind of inheritance could make all seven of your spirit rings reach five hundred thousand years at once? Compared to that, my Rakshasa God