Level Eighty

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I was wrong, okay?!" it howled at the top of its lungs.

Nezha: "..."

Seeing Sky Dream Ice Silkworm acting like such an incorrigible rascal, Nezha's irritation flared, and he stepped forward to land a few more punches.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"That's for answering your own questions!"

"That's for charging straight into someone's body!"

"That's for thinking being a Million-Year Soul Beast makes you so great!"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm yelped miserably as it was beaten, its plump body rolling across the ground like a ball being kicked around.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! I was wrong! I'll never dare do it again!"

Only then did Nezha stop. He shook out his wrist, feeling utterly refreshed.

With a thought, he manifested a crimson-gold chair from his spiritual power. He sat down grandly and looked down at Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, which lay sprawled on the ground, half-dead.

"Enough. Stop playing dead." Nezha crossed one leg over the other. "Tell me every benefit you can bring me, clearly and in full. Leave out even one word, and I'll beat you up again."

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had been lying there pretending to be dead, but at those words, it jolted upright.

"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!"

It cleared its throat. Though bruises from the beating still covered its face, the moment it began talking about its abilities, its smugness returned.

"First of all, I'm a Million-Year Soul Beast, the only one in the entire history of Douluo Continent."

Nezha impatiently tapped the chair's armrest. "Get to the point."

"First of all, I'm a Wisdom Soul Ring." Sky Dream Ice Silkworm puffed out its chest. "An ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring can only provide two soul skills, but one soul ring from me can give