"Look for Bibi Dong? What kind of condition is that?"
Ling Feng was a little dumbfounded. A Soul Beast was actually asking him to get close to Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall.
"Does this Soul Beast know something? Could it know what will happen to Bibi Dong in the future?"
"But even if it knows Bibi Dong's future, why does it want to save her?"
And this Soul Beast was clearly only a Death Demon Spider, yet it had the audacity to claim it could help him cultivate into a Death Spider Emperor.
Soul Beasts called kings or emperors were generally Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, while this Death Demon Spider clearly had only ten thousand years of cultivation.
Ling Feng hadn't considered the possibility that Bibi Dong had been reborn, but he didn't have time to think much more.
The Death Demon Spider's aura was far too oppressive. If he didn't decide soon, he might be turned into a puddle of corpse water by the Death Spider Poison in an instant.
"Fine, I'll agree!" Ling Feng said.
How could Ling Feng refuse the sacrifice of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
As for its condition, he could try to fulfill it. Whether he actually managed to was another matter.
"Good!"
Both of Bibi Dong's Martial Souls in her previous life had been Spider Emperors, and among Soul Beasts, they were on the level of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.
When it came to spider Soul Beasts, she knew them better than anyone.
She immediately found the method of sacrifice within her inherited bloodline and began to perform it.
Ling Feng suddenly felt a pressure like the might of heaven, pinning him in place so he couldn't move.
Green light bloomed from the Death Demon Spider, forming a barrier that enveloped them both. It began its sacrifice.
Before long, a force surged into Ling Feng's body and transformed into a Soul Ring for his Demon Spider Martial Soul.
A surge of Soul Power erupted. Ling Feng's Soul Power rose from level thirty, breaking through one level after another until it reached level thirty-three and finally stopped.
The black hairs on his Demon Spider Martial Soul gradually turned dark green, and a mouthful of Death Spider Poison gathered in its jaws.
Bibi Dong glanced at her body and thought, I can't let this Soul Beast's body go to waste, either.
I might as well give this kid an External Soul Bone!
The External Soul Bone from her previous life had been a pair of purple wings from a Purple Wing Spider Emperor, so she was most familiar with those.
Too bad I'm in a Death Demon Spider's body now. Wings turned into an External Soul Bone would be nowhere near as useful as the Purple Wing Spider Emperor's.
Bibi Dong recalled Tang San's Eight Spider Lances from her previous life and thought, Why not give this kid a set of Eight Spider Lances?
Having made up her mind, Bibi Dong turned the little remaining power in this Soul Beast's body into Eight Spider Lances and merged them into Ling Feng's body.
After doing all this, Bibi Dong felt that her remnant soul's power hadn't diminished much.
I didn't fall asleep?
In her previous life, she had been the Rakshasa God, and her soul had long since become a divine soul. Even as a remnant soul now, she was beyond comparison with a Soul Beast.
In that case, I'll give this kid another hand! Bibi Dong thought.
She used her own power to help Ling Feng open his Sea of Consciousness.
Ling Feng was still absorbing the surge in his Soul Power when a sudden pain struck between his brows. The world before his eyes became incomparably clear.
A wave of soul energy radiated from him.
This kind of fluctuation was usually produced by a high-level Soul Ancestor.
Some Soul Ancestors couldn't even open their Sea of Consciousness, much less withstand the Soul Shock of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Those Soul Ancestors could only absorb Thousand-Year Soul Rings when breaking through to Soul King.
Now, however, Ling Feng had leaped straight to the top, his mental power reaching the level of a high-level Soul Ancestor.
Ling Feng himself sensed the change in his mind and was overjoyed.
So this is the benefit of absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring? Ling Feng thought.
With powerful mental strength as his foundation, all he needed was for his physique to catch up, and he could absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his fourth Soul Ring.
This is where I belong!
Bibi Dong glanced at Ling Feng's Sea of Consciousness, then emerged from his Soul Ring and entered it directly.
She didn't want to live inside Ling Feng's Soul Ring. If she did, every time he used a Soul Skill, it would disturb her soul.
She chose a plot of land, and with a thought, created a residence for herself.
It was a magnificent palace. If Ling Feng had ever been to Spirit City, he would have recognized it at once: it was the Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong hadn't created the blood-soaked surroundings of the Capital of Slaughter, even though such an environment should have suited her identity as the Rakshasa God better.
But after experiencing death once, her outlook had long since changed.
Between life and death lay great terror, but also great fortune. Bibi Dong had come to terms with it.
What was more, she now had the chance to save another version of herself, sparing the Bibi Dong of this era from those agonies.
Now it's up to this kid to prove himself!
Still, I can test his character and see whether he'll keep his promise!
Bibi Dong's thoughts stirred, and she sent her voice to him. "Kid, I've expended a great deal of energy. I need to sleep for a while!"
"Don't forget what you promised me. Head to Spirit City as soon as possible!"
Ling Feng suddenly heard Bibi Dong's voice and was a little surprised.
He hadn't expected this Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to actually remain conscious after its sacrifice.
Even Xiao Wu and Ah Yin, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, hadn't been able to do that after their sacrifices.
Ling Feng was certain that this Ten-Thousand-Year Death Demon Spider was no ordinary creature.
"Don't worry. I'll head to Spirit City as soon as possible!" Ling Feng said.
"Mm. Your cultivation isn't high, but with a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as your third Soul Ring, Spirit Hall should take you in."
"You can tell them about the Soul Beast's sacrifice, but you mustn't reveal my existence."
"And that External Soul Bone on your back—until you've completely mastered and absorbed it, don't let anyone find out about it!"
"What? There's an External Soul Bone, too?"
His mental power had improved, sharpening his senses. At Bibi Dong's reminder, he suddenly noticed something unusual on his back.
Ling Feng reached back and felt eight slightly raised bumps at the base of his ribs, along his spine.
"Are these the same Eight Spider Lances Tang San had?" Ling Feng was thrilled.
"I'd better try out this External Soul Bone first, so I won't be caught unable to use it if I run into danger later!"
This was the outer reaches of Sunset Forest, where there weren't any dangerous Soul Beasts to begin with. And with the aura of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast still lingering here, ordinary Soul Beasts wouldn't dare approach.
So it was fairly safe for Ling Feng to test his Soul Bone here.
Ling Feng took off his shirt, revealing a well-proportioned, sturdy body.
He knew how important physical fitness was to cultivating a Martial Soul, so he had trained his body fairly well.
Ling Feng used his Soul Power and mental strength to activate the little bumps on his back.
Suddenly, eight dark-green spider legs burst through his skin and unfolded.
The spider legs swept through the trees around him, snapping them all in two. Their cut edges looked as if they'd been eaten away by some kind of poison.
A giant tree toppled toward Ling Feng, but the eight spider legs instantly lifted him into the air. The tree crashed against them and was sliced into several pieces.
"So powerful!" Ling Feng was deeply shaken.