Shi An expanded the space a little further, adding tables, chairs, benches, a stone bed, and a stone cabinet. It had practically become an apartment suite.
He sat on the stone bed, its hard, smooth surface pressing against his butt. It was a little too hard.
Zhu Zhuqing sat cross-legged in the center of the room, possessed by the Hell Spirit Cat. Her entire body seemed even more agile.
Especially the cat tail swaying lightly behind her, which gave one the urge to reach out and play with it.
The deep-purple Soul Ring enveloped Zhu Zhuqing's body. Strands of Soul Power peeled away from the ring and flowed into her meridians under its guidance.
Having consumed ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber, Zhu Zhuqing's physique had greatly improved. She felt no pressure at all from this Soul Ring that was nearly ten thousand years old.
Time passed bit by bit, and the deep-purple Soul Ring had settled around the outermost edge of Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Rings.
A wave of Soul Power spread out. Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes, a glimmer of ghostly light flashing through them before they returned to brightness.
When she saw the scene around her, she froze slightly, but did not pay it much mind.
"Zhuqing, how was it? What is your Fourth Soul Skill?" Shi An asked.
"Just as you predicted, Nether Storm."
"After I use the Soul Skill, it releases a storm centered on me. The storm can not only suppress people's vision and senses, but also has a certain degree of destructive power. At the same time, my speed skyrockets within the storm, and my ability to conceal myself is enhanced as well. It is an all-around Hexagonal Soul Skill."
Zhu Zhuqing spoke with a serene smile across her face.
In front of outsiders, she would turn