Eight Spider Lances Acquired

"You may call me Fang Yuan." Fang Yuan wore a friendly smile.

Yet his body remained planted where it was, showing no intention whatsoever of making way for them.

His stance made his meaning perfectly clear.

Meng Shu's eyes were filled with deep suspicion. What exactly was this man plotting?

What did it have to do with him when they absorbed their soul rings?

However, recalling how this mysterious young man had slain a hundred-thousand-year soul beast earlier, then seeing how his eyes remained fixed on his granddaughter and the Man-Faced Demon Spider, Meng Shu had his doubts but no good solution.

He looked toward Chao Tianxiang beside him and saw that his wife was equally baffled. He could not help but smile bitterly to himself.

This young man called Fang Yuan was being so insistent; he must have some purpose. Rationally speaking, Meng Shu should simply have ignored him.

They still needed to find a sufficiently safe place, where he and Chao Tianxiang could stand guard, before he could let his granddaughter absorb the soul ring without worry.

Yet this young man was being so persistent...

Just as Meng Shu was caught in an internal struggle, a muffled pop suddenly sounded behind him.

Startled, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang turned around. Behind them, Meng Yiran held her Snake Staff martial soul, its tip already plunged into a vital spot on the Man-Faced Demon Spider's abdomen.

The Man-Faced Demon Spider let out a miserable shriek. Its enormous body twisted for a moment before gradually falling still.

A purple soul ring slowly rose from the Man-Faced Demon Spider's body.

"Yiran, what are you..."

Meng Shu asked despite his shock.

Meng Yiran's eyes were cold and stubborn. "Since he wants to watch me absorb the soul ring, then let him watch!"

Being stopped halfway and directly told to do something by Fang Yuan was bound to make anyone unhappy.

Besides, Meng Yiran had long been impatient to obtain her third soul ring. Since he wanted to watch, she would let him watch to his heart's content.

In her mind, her grandfather and grandmother were both renowned experts, and they even had a martial soul fusion skill as their trump card.

In terms of true strength, there was no way they would fear a young man who looked barely older than Meng Yiran herself.

With her grandfather and grandmother at her side, what was there for her to worry about? Even if she absorbed it right in front of him, what could he do?

With that, Meng Yiran acted decisively and swiftly killed the Man-Faced Demon Spider.

When Meng Shu saw his granddaughter's actions, his heart sank.

The moment Meng Yiran killed the Man-Faced Demon Spider, a possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Could this young man have taken a liking to this Man-Faced Demon Spider?

Compared to the hundred-thousand-year soul beast from before, a mere thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider was not even worthy of carrying its shoes.

But setting that aside and speaking fairly, a thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider was already an extremely valuable soul beast.

For a Soul Master's third or fourth soul ring, a thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider soul ring was undoubtedly an excellent choice.

Could this young man have some junior or disciple who happened to need the Man-Faced Demon Spider's soul ring?

The more Meng Shu considered it, the more likely it seemed. But now that the Man-Faced Demon Spider had died by Meng Yiran's hand, the soul ring it produced naturally could only be absorbed by her.

If that young man truly had such intentions, then Meng Shu could only guard against him flying into a rage out of humiliation and attacking.

Meanwhile, Meng Yiran had already sat cross-legged on the ground and begun absorbing the soul ring.

Her soul power drew the Man-Faced Demon Spider's soul ring downward, slowly settling it onto the Snake Staff laid across her knees.

However, the instant the soul ring touched her martial soul, it suddenly erupted with dense purple-black light, instantly enveloping Meng Yiran.

An immense surge of heat abruptly poured into Meng Yiran's body, scorching her like boiling lava.

The next moment, Meng Yiran gave a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Yiran!"

Chao Tianxiang, who had been watching Meng Yiran closely, hurried forward two steps and crouched down to examine her condition.

"This is..." She frowned in thought for a moment before realizing. "The age of this Man-Faced Demon Spider has likely exceeded Yiran's limit. On top of that, the energy of a Man-Faced Demon Spider is too domineering, making it difficult for Yiran to control."

Meng Shu no longer had any mind to remain wary of Fang Yuan and hurried to Meng Yiran's side.

Naturally, he could see what Chao Tianxiang had pointed out.

But the problem was that even though they knew the cause, there was nothing they could do.

The absorption had already begun. Whether she succeeded or failed now depended entirely on whether Meng Yiran could endure it.

Meng Yiran's delicate face had already twisted somewhat from the pain. The blood seeping from the corner of her mouth not only showed no sign of stopping, but seemed impossible to stem.

Seeing all this, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang were frantic with worry.

Fang Yuan watched from the side and smiled inwardly.

In the original timeline, Tang San had only managed to hold on thanks to the physical enhancement from his twin martial souls and the Mysterious Heaven Method, as well as an almost absurdly tenacious will.

Meng Yiran was not a cheat like Tang San. Absorbing this soul ring was naturally a near-certain death sentence for her.

But Fang Yuan did not intend for her to absorb this soul ring and die. All he wanted were the Eight Spider Lances.

With a flash, Fang Yuan appeared before Meng Yiran. He moved so quickly that even Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang froze in surprise.

Fang Yuan said nothing. A purple soul ring emerged from his body, radiating a faint glow.

Then he gently pushed out his palm, and that faint radiance enveloped Meng Yiran.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Chao Tianxiang's face changed dramatically. Light flashed in her hand, and her Snake Staff appeared. She raised it high, about to bring it smashing down on Fang Yuan's head.

Her granddaughter's condition was already dire. How could she withstand anyone disturbing her now?

However, Meng Shu reacted at the same time and hurriedly reached out, grabbing Chao Tianxiang's Snake Staff.

Then his voice rang out, lowered with all his might yet stern in tone. "You crazy woman, don't act rashly. Look carefully first!"

Chao Tianxiang had been thrown into confusion by her concern. Stopped by her husband, she finally saw the scene before her clearly.

Under the light of Fang Yuan's soul skill, Meng Yiran's pained, twisted expression gradually began to ease.

The purple-black energy surrounding her was no longer fluctuating violently. Most of it flowed into Meng Yiran's body, while a small portion slowly seeped into her Snake Staff martial soul.

"So this boy is helping Yiran absorb the soul ring!"

The same thought arose in Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's minds, and they both relaxed slightly.

Yet where they could not see, concealed by Fang Yuan's body and the radiance of his soul skill, a streak of light flashed from the purple-black energy around Meng Yiran and slipped into Fang Yuan's hand.

The Eight Spider Lances were mine!