Target: Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Earth-Armored Giant Dragon!

Just then, the door to the secret chamber was gently pushed open a crack.

Tang Yuehua stood outside, staring through the gap in shock at everything happening inside.

She watched Ronan's face twist in extreme pain, watched his already well-proportioned, muscular body become even harder than stone amid violent spasms.

She could clearly sense that Ronan's aura was growing heavier and more violent at an unbelievable speed.

"Th... this is the true way to use Whale Rubber?"

Tang Yuehua murmured to herself, her eyes filled with disbelief.

If this method could be widely used, wouldn't the strength of those direct descendants of the Clear Sky Sect, who already excelled in physical power, undergo a heaven-shaking transformation?

With that thought, Tang Yuehua could not help pushing open the door and walking into the secret chamber.

"Ronan, you... how did you do it? Could you teach me this method of absorbing Whale Rubber?"

Forcing herself to endure the foul stench in the chamber, Tang Yuehua asked tentatively.

Hearing Tang Yuehua's voice, Ronan abruptly opened his eyes.

He forcibly suppressed the scorching heat churning within him and looked at Tang Yuehua coldly, a mocking sneer curling across his lips.

"Teach you? Pavilion Mistress Tang, do I look like some idiot who runs a charity?"

Tang Yuehua froze for a moment, her expression changing slightly.

"I... I can trade something for it. The wealth of Moonlight Pavilion, or..."

"Or you?" Ronan cut her off mercilessly, his tone full of disdain.

"Stop wasting your effort!"

"You're asking about this method because you want to secretly send it back to the Clear Sky Sect and tell your eldest brother, Tang Xiao, so he can use it to train your sect's disciples."

"What does the life or death of the Clear Sky Sect have to do with me?"

"Why should I hand over the cultivation secret I risked my life to figure out for free?"

Having her thoughts exposed to her face, a flicker of embarrassment crossed Tang Yuehua's features. She gritted her teeth and glared at Ronan irritably.

"Fine, don't tell me! You stingy bastard!"

With that, she turned and stormed out of the secret chamber, slamming the door shut behind her.

Watching Tang Yuehua's retreating back, Ronan gave a cold laugh.

Stingy?

Then tonight, I'll show you what it means to be generous!

He closed his eyes again and devoted himself fully to absorbing the premium Whale Rubber.

Time passed once more in tedious, agonizing cultivation.

Nearly a month went by.

Over that month, Ronan used up every bit of the premium Whale Rubber Tang Yuehua had gathered.

The strength of his body had reached such a terrifying level that even he felt his heart pound in alarm.

He even had the illusion that, without using his martial soul, he could punch an ordinary Soul Saint to death with physical strength alone.

Everything was ready; all that remained was the final push.

One late-autumn night in Heaven Dou City, a towering, iron-tower-like figure silently appeared in the rear courtyard of Moonlight Pavilion.

The visitor wore a loose black cloak that shrouded his entire body in shadow.

The current sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, the Howling Sky Douluo, Tang Xiao!

Tang Xiao removed his hood, revealing a resolute, weathered face.

He glanced at Ronan, who stood in the center of the courtyard with his aura completely restrained, yet seemed like a dormant ferocious beast. Unconcealed admiration flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes.

"Your aura... is even more unfathomable than it was a month ago."

Tang Xiao spoke in a deep voice. "It seems you are fully prepared."

"I've never been in better condition."

Ronan's voice carried barely restrained excitement.

"Sect Master Tang, since you've handled the sect's affairs, it's time for us to harvest that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's life."

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Upon hearing that it was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, even Tang Xiao, the Howling Sky Douluo and sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, who had seen countless storms, could not help drawing in a sharp breath. He stared at Ronan in utter shock.

"Are you insane?!"

Tang Xiao lowered his voice, disbelief filling his tone.

"Do you know what a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast represents?"

"That is a terrifying existence comparable to a Super Douluo above rank ninety-five!"

"And Spirit Beasts have bodies far tougher than humans. Once they fight desperately, even a rank ninety-six Titled Douluo might not escape unscathed!"

"You're only a Quasi-Soul Douluo, yet you dare set your sights on a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!"

Tang Xiao's shock was not without reason.

Throughout the history of Douluo Continent, Soul Masters who possessed Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings were exceedingly rare. Every one of them was a peerless genius and an ultimate powerhouse standing at the continent's peak.

Moreover, they usually only dared attempt to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring after breaking through to Titled Douluo, at rank ninety.

Someone like Ronan, who intended to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring at rank eighty, was simply unheard of!

This was no longer mere audacity. It was practically suicide!

The immense energy and terrifying spiritual shock contained in a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring were enough to make a Soul Douluo explode instantly!

Yet Ronan remained exceptionally calm as he looked at Tang Xiao's utterly stunned expression.

"Sect Master Tang, do I look like someone who enjoys seeking death?" Ronan asked calmly.

Tang Xiao paused as Ronan's history of growth rapidly flashed through his mind.

This independent cultivator with no background had relied on his mutated top-tier martial soul to fight and kill decisively all the way up, challenging opponents above his level as easily as eating and drinking.

His terrifying physical strength and utterly abnormal Spirit Ring configuration all proved that he was extraordinary.

Especially just now, Tang Xiao had clearly sensed the violent power lying dormant within Ronan like a volcano.

That was absolutely not physical strength an ordinary Quasi-Soul Douluo could possess.

"Y-you really have confidence that you can withstand the impact of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?" Tang Xiao drew a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his shock.

"I wouldn't claim a hundred percent certainty, but I have an eighty percent chance."

A confident glint flashed in Ronan's eyes. "As far as physical strength goes, I am absolutely no weaker than an ordinary Titled Douluo."

"As long as I can endure the initial spiritual shock, absorbing the Spirit Ring won't be a problem."

Tang Xiao fell silent for a moment.

He knew Ronan was an extraordinarily rational yet madman. Since he dared say such a thing, he must have had his reasons.

Besides, if Ronan truly could obtain a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring at rank eighty, his strength would undergo a heaven-shaking transformation. That would also be a good thing for the Clear Sky Sect.

"Good! Since you have the courage, then I, Tang Xiao, will go mad with you!"

"Do you have a specific target?"

"I do."

Ronan nodded, a hint of recollection flashing in his eyes.

"Two years ago, while training deep within the Star Dou Forest, I discovered an Earth-Armored Giant Dragon in a hidden valley."