Bibi Dong Breaks Through

Although this ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng was not quite an immortal herb, it was still extremely precious and held a great attraction for soul beasts.

Ling Feng had only waited a short while before he sensed a disturbance.

His current spiritual power surpassed that of Bibi Dong, allowing him to detect the soul beast's movements earlier.

"Careful! A soul beast is approaching!" Ling Feng warned via telepathic transmission.

The two kept their eyes fixed on the ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng, ready to strike at any moment, but just then, Ling Feng noticed something amiss.

"It's beneath our feet!"

The soul beast wasn't going for the Spirit Ginseng at all; it was targeting Ling Feng and Bibi Dong directly.

Ling Feng could no longer afford to hide his aura. He activated his martial soul avatar, spread his spider wings, and carried Bibi Dong into mid-air.

The moment they leaped up, a massive cage erupted from the spot where they had been standing.

The pillars forming the cage were shaped like spider legs, covered in jagged teeth and bristles as sharp as steel needles—it was the signature move of a Crypt Demon Spider.

Had a soul master lacking defensive capabilities been trapped inside, the Crypt Demon Spider would have twisted the cage, instantly turning its prey into minced meat to be devoured.

Bibi Dong reacted quickly. As Ling Feng carried her into the air, she released her own martial soul.

Her third soul ring flashed, and she spat a spider web toward the Crypt Demon Spider, binding it instantly.

With a forceful tug, she pulled it from the ground as if it were a radish, and the two finally saw the true form of the soul beast.

"Oh no, this isn't a ten-thousand-year Crypt Demon Spider, it's a thousand-year one!" Bibi Dong exclaimed.

"Our ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng!"

A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng was incredibly precious even to human soul masters.

Tang San had once used a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng to directly open the meridians of his disciple Jixiang, who lacked innate soul power, allowing him to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Don't panic!" Ling Feng comforted her.

Ling Feng's spiritual power was formidable, and he had sensed something wrong early on.

Therefore, after taking flight, he did not immediately attack the spider beneath his feet, but instead kept a portion of his focus on the Spirit Ginseng.

Faced with the allure of a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ginseng, what soul beast could resist?

Sure enough, after Bibi Dong made her move, the soil where the ginseng had been placed churned, and several spider legs emerged, intent on snatching it away.

But at that very moment, an invisible ripple struck the soul beast, causing it to falter.

This was the Soul-Eating Light, a new ocular technique Ling Feng had gained after his martial soul was bathed in the power of the Rakshasa God.

This skill was primarily a spiritual shock, consuming both soul power and spiritual energy.

Ling Feng's face turned pale; this was his first time using an ocular technique on a ten-thousand-year soul beast, and the drain on his spiritual power was significant.

The ten-thousand-year Crypt Demon Spider paused, exposing a flaw.

Bibi Dong released another spider web. This skill didn't consume much, allowing her to cast it repeatedly.

However, her target wasn't the Crypt Demon Spider, but the Spirit Ginseng; she snatched the ginseng back with a single web and tucked it into her soul tool.

Ling Feng carried Bibi Dong and closed in on the ten-thousand-year soul beast in an instant.

An ink-black aura enveloped the Crypt Demon Spider—it was Ling Feng's martial soul domain.

The terrifying pressure suppressed the beast instantly.

Facing the superior Rakshasa Spider Emperor and Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor, its strength was suppressed by forty percent.

Bibi Dong spat out spider silk once more, pinning it for a split second, then unleashed countless spider spikes at the immobilized Crypt Demon Spider.

These spikes carried the venom of the Death Spider Emperor, corroding its armor and managing to wound the ten-thousand-year soul beast with a mere hundred-year soul skill.

Seeing it restrained, Ling Feng's soul rings lit up in succession.

His first soul skill, Demon Spider Rage, fortified his body, making it seem as though he were clad in spider armor.

His third soul skill, Death Light Blast, fired a beam of black light that corroded and pierced through the ten-thousand-year Demon Spider's defenses.

With a loud boom, black and green soul power mixed with spider venom exploded, stripping away half the life of the ten-thousand-year soul beast.

"Bibi Dong, now!" Ling Feng reminded her.

He feared that if the Crypt Demon Spider died by his hand, Bibi Dong would be unable to absorb the soul ring.

"Right!" Bibi Dong approached cautiously and ended the life of the Demon Spider once and for all.

A moment later, a black soul ring emerged, and the two finally relaxed.

Ling Feng's complexion was somewhat pale.

As a Soul Master, using a ten-thousand-year soul skill and a spiritual attack against a ten-thousand-year soul beast had taken a heavy toll.

The other thousand-year Crypt Demon Spider, sensing the terrifying aura of the two, had long since vanished without a trace.

"Bibi Dong, I'll recover my soul power first, then I will guard you!" Ling Feng said.

Bibi Dong looked at the exhausted Ling Feng, feeling both heartache and gratitude. As a mere Soul Master, he had dared to face a ten-thousand-year soul beast for her sake.

Fortunately, both of their martial souls possessed a suppressive, or even restraining, effect on spider-type soul beasts; otherwise, this battle would never have been so simple.

"Very well, hurry and recover," Bibi Dong said.

She still had her Shadow Guards to protect her; even without Ling Feng standing guard, she could still absorb this spirit ring.

Ling Feng consumed a Dragon Ganoderma Leaf, sat cross-legged to the side, and began to recover his spirit power.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong walked up to the spirit ring, released her martial soul, and began to absorb the ten-thousand-year spirit ring.

It was unknown how much time had passed when a violent fluctuation of spirit power startled Ling Feng from his cultivation.

He opened his eyes to see a gale seemingly whipping up around Bibi Dong, scattering the remains of the spirit beasts nearby.

The commotion lasted for quite a while, and the terrifying spirit power was so intense that even Ling Feng felt the pressure.

His mental strength had long since surpassed that of an average Spirit King, yet Bibi Dong's momentum suggested she was likely breaking through to level sixty.

Before long, Bibi Dong roused from her meditative state.

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, and with a joyful smile on her face, she said impatiently, "Ling Feng, I've broken through to level sixty!"

As expected, after absorbing the spirit ring, the spirit power she had accumulated within her body from the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red allowed her to break through ten levels in one go.

Furthermore, the enhancement from this immortal herb was righteous and would not affect Bibi Dong's foundation.

"Congratulations, you'll be a Spirit Emperor in no time!" Ling Feng said.

Once she became a Spirit Emperor and went to the Capital of Slaughter for training, she would be ready to absorb a spirit ring and become a Spirit Saint shortly after emerging.

Bibi Dong's path of cultivation could be described as a smooth, open road.

"I still have to thank you for the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red!"

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old Spirit Emperor was unprecedented.

Bibi Dong knew that she could not have achieved this without Ling Feng's help.

"Why be so polite between us? Besides, the fact that you were able to have the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red acknowledge you as its master shows that you were destined to be with it."

If Bibi Dong hadn't been able to gain the recognition of the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red, Ling Feng would have likely hesitated over whether to give her another immortal herb.

Deep within Ling Feng's Sea of Consciousness, Rakshasa Bibi Dong watched this scene, feeling a strange sense of envy toward the current Bibi Dong.

"Hmph, destined? If I had been destined for the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red, that immortal herb wouldn't have been obtained by that damn rabbit in my past life!"

Only she, Rakshasa Bibi Dong, knew that all of this was because of Ling Feng.