"You... really weren't lying to me?"
The flower spirit of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red trembled as it asked again, its voice carrying a trace of disbelief.
Lin Ya said nothing more and directly opened up his memories—
The brilliant, ultimate green light of life that had shone when the Emerald Swan sacrificed itself, along with the scene of the three Soul Spirits of his first Martial Soul returning to their places one by one, were displayed before the flower spirit without reservation.
The Lovesick Heartbreak Red could easily touch memories in the first place. When that incomparably pure aura of life from the Emerald Swan Martial Soul washed over it, this miraculous flower of heaven and earth could no longer restrain itself.
"I—I'm willing to become your Soul Spirit too!"
"Good. It's a deal."
A confident smile rose at the corner of Lin Ya's lips as he gently held up a petal.
The next moment, the entire Lovesick Heartbreak Red withered and scattered away on its own, without the slightest struggle. A condensed force of life origin, nearly tangible, surged wildly into every corner of his body like a scorching warm current.
Soul Rings had never been limited to coming from Soul Beasts.
Ma Hongjun's seventh Soul Ring had come from the inner core of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, yet he had still awakened the Phoenix Domain.
And the Lovesick Heartbreak Red before him far surpassed any Ten Headed Fierce Yang Pill, whether in spiritual nature or medicinal power.
Buzz—
An incomparably violent surge of Soul Power suddenly exploded within his body and shot skyward.
Dugu Bo, who had been standing guard nearby, immediately changed expression and shouted at Dugu Yan, "Not good! This brat is about to cause trouble again! Quick, protect him!"
The old poisoner's Soul Power spread out in an instant, sealing the entire room and cutting it off from the outside. Yet the more he sensed it, the more alarmed he became.
"This Soul Power fluctuation... is even more terrifying than when I absorbed my ninth Soul Ring!"
How could it not be terrifying?
Dugu Bo's ninth Soul Ring had been, at most, ninety thousand years old. The Lovesick Heartbreak Red appeared to possess only a few thousand years of cultivation, but it had grown in a sacred land for plants like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, nourished day and night by the spiritual springs of heaven and earth. Its true foundation had long rivaled that of a Soul Beast tens of thousands of years old.
Coupled with the innate spirituality of the King of Flowers, its quality was not inferior to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the slightest—perhaps it was even stronger!
Back then, Xiao Wu's sacrifice had sent Tang San soaring from level sixty to level sixty-six.
Yet when Xiao Wu had taken the Lovesick Heartbreak Red while on the brink of death, it had not only used its power to Revive the Dead, Regrow Bones and forcibly pull her back from death, but had also allowed her to break through directly from level fifty-nine into the rank of a level seventy Soul Saint!
Such life energy was several times more powerful than the sacrifice of an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!
Lin Ya had originally intended to absorb it steadily, but in the next instant, he froze—
The enormous vitality of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red was actually rushing uncontrollably toward the Emerald Swan Martial Soul within him!
And his Emerald Swan Martial Soul was trembling wildly as well, revealing an unprecedented yearning and affinity.
"This is—!"
Lin Ya's heart pounded wildly as an extremely bold thought instantly surged into his mind.
The Lovesick Heartbreak Red could Revive the Dead, Regrow Bones.
Wasn't that another form of ultimate life?
If he completely fused its power with the Emerald Swan...
Wouldn't his ultimate life Martial Soul directly rise to an entirely new level?
The paths before him were crystal clear:
The first was to directly devour this power. His Soul Power could soar all the way from level thirty-two to level forty-five, increasing by a staggering thirteen levels!
The second was to forgo the immediate surge in levels and forcibly merge this life origin into his Martial Soul, allowing the Emerald Swan to undergo an epic transformation!
An Emerald Swan of one hundred and ten thousand years, combined with a Lovesick Heartbreak Red comparable to two hundred thousand years...
Once they fused, just how powerful would his Martial Soul become?
Lin Ya did not hesitate in the slightest.
What was thirteen levels? He still had plenty of immortal herbs on him. With his current physique, swallowing a few more would not be a problem.
But an opportunity for Martial Soul transformation like this—if he missed it once, there might never be a second chance!
"Let's gamble!"
With a thought, he ruthlessly forced all the power of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red toward the Emerald Swan Martial Soul without hesitation!
Boom—!!!
Massive emerald-green wings burst open behind him, shimmering with flowing light and overflowing with boundless vitality.
The next second, two Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet, so dazzling that they were impossible to look at directly.
One red, one orange-gold.
The Lovesick Heartbreak Red transformed into a Soul Ring, its quality soaring directly to the level of a two-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast!
"Twin Martial Souls?!"
Dugu Bo's eyes went wide as he stood there in complete shock. "His first Soul Ring... was actually already a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?!"
He knew Lin Ya was monstrous, but he had never imagined he could be monstrous to this extent.
Dugu Yan had long since gone blank. Staring at that crimson Soul Ring symbolizing one hundred thousand years, only boundless shock remained in her heart—the gap between them had already become as vast as the distance between clouds and mud.
"Grandfather, what is that orange-gold Soul Ring? How many years does it equal?"
Dugu Bo was dumbfounded as well. After pondering for a moment, he could only answer vaguely, "It's probably a special color formed when an immortal herb becomes a Soul Ring... Its age should be no weaker than ten thousand years."
"So amazing..." Dugu Yan's eyes sparkled with stars, her admiration overflowing.
Neither of them knew that the orange-gold ring was the truly terrifying one—a two-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, far more heaven-defying than an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Just then.
Buzz—!!!
An immense, indescribable aura of ultimate life abruptly erupted from Lin Ya's body!
It forcibly broke through the Soul Power barrier Dugu Bo had set up and shot straight into the heavens!
Within Biyou Village, every flower, blade of grass, and tree swayed frantically, their branches and leaves bowing low as though worshipping the king of life.
Meanwhile, high above, in the depths of the God Realm.
A figure surrounded by endless vitality, so beautiful she seemed beyond mortal existence, slowly opened her eyes.
"Such an aura of ultimate life has actually appeared on the Douluo Continent?"
The Life Goddess lightly tapped the air with a jade-like finger. The scene of Lin Ya absorbing the Lovesick Heartbreak Red while his Martial Soul transformed instantly appeared clearly before her eyes.
With just one glance, she saw through all of his foundations.
That one glance caused even the Life Goddess, one of the Five Great God Kings, to stir slightly.
"Twin Martial Souls, the Emerald Swan and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red... no wonder his life force is so powerful."
Beside her, a figure in dark purple robes lowered his gaze. He was the God of Destruction—Zi.
Looking at the youth in the image, a smile curled across his lips. "Lü'er, it seems you'll soon have a successor."
For this youth to be chosen by the Life Goddess to inherit her Divine Seat, the quality of his Martial Soul needed no further explanation.
Yet the Life Goddess gently shook her head. "Not yet."
"At present, the life level of his Emerald Swan Martial Soul is only equivalent to around three hundred thousand years. It cannot compare to Bi Ji, the four-hundred-thousand-year Emerald Swan in the Star Dou Great Forest."
Only the most ultimate and purest origin of life was qualified to inherit her Divine Seat.
"If Bi Ji chose to take human form at five hundred thousand years, she would barely qualify. This child... is still one step short."
"But he is already the closest one, isn't he?" The God of Destruction thought highly of Lin Ya. "He has reached this point with only two Soul Rings. He still has seven chances to improve in the future. Gathering another two hundred thousand years of life power will not be difficult."
Besides, this was his second Martial Soul. No matter how poor the quality of his remaining seven Soul Rings might be, they would at least be Soul Rings over fifty thousand years old.
By that calculation, inheriting his wife's Divine Seat of Life was practically certain.
Only...
The God of Destruction stared at the youth bathed in the radiance of life in the image and suddenly fell silent.
If Lü'er relinquished her Divine Seat in the future, then what about him?
Where would he, the God of Destruction, go from there?
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