Xiao Wu: It Was This Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon's Honor to Become Lu Xiao's Soul Ring!

Early on the third morning, the sky had only just begun to brighten.

Du Busi woke Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu early.

Xiao Wu rubbed her eyes and climbed off Lu Xiao.

It couldn't be helped—Lu Xiao smelled far too good.

Even when she deliberately kept her distance at night, she would always unconsciously snuggle closer to him in her sleep.

Du Busi looked at the disheveled pair, his eyes full of regret!

He was now genuinely questioning whether Lu Xiao could persist in cultivating to the Golden Body Arhat stage!

Lu Xiao stretched lazily. Just as he was about to speak, Du Busi grabbed one of them in each hand and flew toward the nearest Soul Hunting Forest.

Along the way, Du Busi sent a thread of Soul Power into Lu Xiao's body.

As the Soul Power delved deeper, Du Busi's expression abruptly changed, and a glint flashed through his eyes.

The calmness on his face vanished completely, replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy and shock.

He could clearly sense that Lu Xiao's current physique lay somewhere between that of a Soul Elder and a Soul Ancestor!

By his calculations, the limit of Lu Xiao's first Soul Ring was actually around three thousand years!

Such talent was enough to crush every Soul Master of the same age across the entire continent!

Ecstasy surged through Du Busi's heart. What a fine seedling! An unparalleled genius, one seen only once in ten thousand years!

"Ha ha ha! Good! Excellent!"

Du Busi could no longer maintain his usual aloof indifference. His hearty laughter rang through the air, stirring the currents around him into a turbulent churn.

Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu exchanged glances, both looking baffled.

"Master, what's wrong?" Lu Xiao asked cautiously.

He was afraid Du Busi might "accidentally" let him experience skydiving without any safety measures!

Hearing this, Du Busi restrained his laughter, though the wild joy in his eyes remained intense.

He lowered his head to look at Lu Xiao, whom he was holding in his hand, as if appraising an incomparable, peerless treasure.

"What's wrong? Ha ha ha!"

Du Busi's voice was forceful, filled with barely suppressed excitement. Even his flying speed increased a few notches. "Good disciple, the limit of your first Soul Ring is at least three thousand years!"

A monstrous wave rose in Lu Xiao's heart, but he quickly calmed down. What followed was overwhelming delight.

Others started with century-old Soul Rings, while he would begin directly with a three-thousand-year Soul Ring. An invincible start!

As they spoke, a vast, lush sea of forest appeared ahead.

The forest stretched endlessly, shrouded in mist. Its vegetation was thick and verdant, while beastly roars echoed from deep within the woods.

At the forest's outer edge stood a massive steel fence, with countless spikes protruding toward the forest.

The fence stood over ten meters tall and looked exceptionally sturdy.

Outside the fence, a hundred soldiers patrolled the area. They all wore full suits of refined iron armor and carried long spears. Their ranks were orderly, and the hundred steel-clad warriors standing together gave off an air of grim lethality.

This was the Soul Hunting Forest.

Not just anyone could enter this forest.

Only Soul Masters bearing permits issued by Spirit Hall could enter the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt Soul Beasts.

These soldiers only guarded the perimeter. Within the Soul Hunting Forest, Spirit Hall also had a dedicated Enforcement Corps that inspected permits at any time.

Of course, not only did Du Busi not know these rules, but even if he did, he probably would not care in the slightest!

On Douluo Continent, rules were merely circles drawn by the strong for the weak. The strong had never needed to obey rules!

Du Busi sped through the air above the forest with Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu, fully unleashing the spiritual power and pressure of a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo.

His invisible spiritual power swept downward like a tide, instantly covering the entire outer region of the Soul Hunting Forest and meticulously scanning every inch of woodland.

The location and cultivation of every Soul Beast were clearly reflected in his senses.

At the same time, the terrifying pressure belonging to a Super Douluo blanketed the surroundings like a mountain crashing down from above.

The next instant, the entire outer layer of the Soul Hunting Forest fell deathly silent.

The Soul Beasts' roars, which had risen and fallen moments ago, abruptly stopped. Every kind of Soul Beast that had been prowling or darting through the woods froze in place.

The weaker Soul Beasts immediately had their limbs go limp. Trembling, they sprawled on the ground without even daring to raise their heads.

Even those fierce Soul Beasts with cultivation nearing a thousand years curled tightly inside their dens.

The Spirit Hall Enforcement Corps patrolling below shuddered. Everyone's faces instantly went pale, and their legs turned weak.

They could not sense the exact source of the power.

They only felt an irresistible, terrifying pressure suddenly appear between heaven and earth, as though the entire sky were about to collapse and imprison their bodies. Even breathing became difficult.

As Du Busi continued searching, two beastly roars suddenly came from deep within the forest.

The two roars were completely different, yet intertwined with one another.

One was hoarse and chilling, carrying an eerie howl of wind.

The other was savage and explosive, accompanied by crackling thunder.

Du Busi's previously indifferent eyes suddenly narrowed. His vast, ocean-like spiritual power instantly focused on a single point, firmly locking onto a shadowy valley more than a thousand meters away in the depths of the forest.

"It's a Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon!"

Du Busi spoke rapidly, his voice filled with excitement!

This type of Soul Beast possessed the true dragon bloodlines of the Wind Dragon and Thunder Dragon, though those bloodlines were exceedingly thin!

As he spoke, he flashed forward with the two of them, crossing the thousand-meter distance in an instant and coming to a steady halt above the valley.

Within the valley, all vegetation had withered. The ground and rocks were covered in fine, charred cracks, and there was not the slightest trace of life within a hundred meters.

At the center of the valley floor, a massive, agile beast slowly raised its head, revealing its full form.

It was a two-headed dragon nearly fifteen zhang long. Its body was covered in dense, ink-black scales, every one of which gleamed with a dull metallic luster.

Its dragon body was sleek and powerful. Its thick limbs, like dragon claws, dug firmly into the rock walls, while its long, powerful tail stirred gusts of wild wind with the slightest sweep.

Most peculiar were its heads. Two entirely different dragon heads stood apart on its left and right, both hideous in appearance yet possessing distinctly different auras.

The dragon head on the left was grayish-black all over. Its horns were curved and dim, its eyes hollow and deep, and a strange, murky wind constantly poured from its nostrils and maw.

The dragon head on the right was wrapped in strands of purple-black lightning. Its horns were crystalline and luminous, its eyes blazing with savagery, and thunder exploded with every breath it took.

Wind and lightning, silence and violence—two attributes perfectly coexisted within this two-headed dragon.

Sensing the terrifying aura of a Super Douluo above, the Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon at the valley floor raised both heads at once and let out an earth-shaking roar.

The two dragon mouths respectively unleashed a gray tornado and purple-black lightning!

For a moment, wild winds howled and thunder split the air!

Du Busi remained calm. With a thought, dense, poisonous green mist surged around him!

The next second, a giant, deep-green hand of Soul Power condensed into form and slowly pressed down from the sky with overwhelming force capable of suppressing everything!

The howling wind and violent lightning were completely dissipated the instant they touched the green hand.

Looking at the Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon, Du Busi said in surprise, "I didn't expect it to be a mutated Soul Beast!"

Lu Xiao and Xiao Wu looked at Du Busi with puzzled expressions.

Soul Power surged around Du Busi as the pressure of a Super Douluo firmly suppressed the Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon!

At the same time, the poison around him continuously eroded the Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon's body!

"This isn't an ordinary Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon. If I'm not mistaken, its wind attribute is also mixed with the Annihilation Attribute. This attribute is extremely powerful. After striking an opponent, it can break down the opponent's attribute-based abilities, thereby achieving a destructive effect."

He paused before continuing, "Its lightning is mixed with the Destruction Attribute! Only then can these two powers coexist in balance within its body!"

As his words fell, the giant green hand pressed directly onto the Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon!

The Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon's enormous body violently trembled, and both dragon heads let out agonized roars.

It could clearly feel its body being corroded by poisonous Soul Power!

"Three thousand eight hundred years of cultivation. Annihilation, wind, destruction, and lightning—four attributes."

Du Busi's voice fell calmly, but his eyes were full of satisfaction. "A perfect match!"

The imprisoned Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon's eyes turned blood-red, and the scales on its body transformed into wisps of black vapor that drifted upward!

Its anguished roars continued to echo through the valley.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu felt not the slightest sadness. Instead, she was happy that Lu Xiao had found a suitable Soul Ring.

In her eyes, it was this Wind-Thunder Demon Dragon's honor to become Lu Xiao's Soul Ring!