Man Faced Demon Spider, Eight-Spider Soul Bone

After a long journey, they finally arrived at the Star Dou Forest.

"We're here, we're here."

Qian Renxue pulled Jiang Nanchen from the carriage. "This is the Star Dou Forest."

Jiang Nanchen rubbed his ears. "You don't have to be so loud. It's not like I can't hear."

"You're getting picky now?" Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at him.

Even so, Qian Renxue still walked side by side with Jiang Nanchen toward the depths of the forest.

Porcupinefish Douluo followed behind them.

The last time Qian Renxue had come here to search for a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, it had taken a full five or six days. Who knew how long it would take this time?

For now, they could only hope their luck would be better.

Once they entered the forest, they could hear the hissing of numerous Soul Beasts, as well as the sounds of hunting and killing.

Jiang Nanchen felt no fear at those sounds. If anything, the more he heard, the more excited he became.

If they stirred up enough commotion to make the Soul Beasts roar, they might draw out a good one.

After searching for an entire day, they still found nothing by nightfall.

"High-quality Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts aren't easy to find."

Qian Renxue spoke helplessly.

The three rested in a cave. In the middle of the night, many apex predators appeared, including quite a few Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts of considerable quality.

Unfortunately, none of them matched the attributes of the Sacred Angel Martial Soul.

Spiritual Sea.

Seeing that the three had searched all day without gaining anything, Bing Yue spoke up:

"Little Nanchen, how about I help you? With a sweep of my divine sense, finding a suitable Soul Beast would be easy."

With just a scan of her divine sense, she could find a suitable Soul Beast.

Lying in the cave, Jiang Nanchen heard Bing Yue's words and gave a brief reply. "Then I'll trouble you tomorrow, Sister Bing Yue."

Bing Yue smiled slightly. "Don't worry. Just because you called me Sister, I'll find you even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

Bing Yue then looked at Huo Li, who was recuperating, and the corners of her lips curled upward. "Little Huo Li, a good opportunity like this is still mine!"

Jiang Nanchen came back to himself and looked at Qian Renxue standing guard nearby. She was deep in thought, yet the corners of her lips had unconsciously lifted. What exactly was she thinking about?

At that moment, Porcupinefish Douluo, who was keeping watch outside the cave, had not released any especially powerful aura. He was merely warning the Soul Beasts not to approach, but a roar suddenly sounded in the darkness.

It instantly snapped the pondering Qian Renxue back to her senses.

What was going on? What kind of Soul Beast had come to them in the middle of the night?

A black shadow flashed at the cave entrance, and a pitch-black Man Faced Demon Spider crawled in. Its eight long legs were sharp as blades, and corrosive venom dripped from its mouthparts, sizzling and smoking as it hit the ground.

Porcupinefish Douluo stepped forward, his tone calm. "A two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider."

No wonder it had dared to come here.

"I'd say you've got some nerve."

"We didn't release our aura, so you thought you were something special?"

Porcupinefish Douluo released the aura of a Titled Douluo. The demon spider instantly froze, its legs trembling.

Jiang Nanchen's pupils contracted, and his heart stirred. A Man Faced Demon Spider? Wasn't this the Soul Beast that could drop the External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances?

To think he had encountered one here. He stared at the demon spider, his gaze gaining a few traces of scrutiny.

Qian Renxue glanced sideways at him and immediately ordered, "Pufferfish, restrain it and don't let it move. Nanchen, finish it yourself. It'll be good practice."

"Yes." Porcupinefish Douluo applied a slight pressure with his Soul Power, and the Man Faced Demon Spider immediately collapsed where it stood. Only its mouthparts continued to hiss in low growls; it had no strength left to flee.

Run, my ass. It couldn't move at all.

Jiang Nanchen rose to his feet. The Sacred Angel Martial Soul instantly possessed him, golden wings of light unfolding behind his back. One yellow and one purple Soul Ring slowly rose, and he gripped the Angel Sacred Sword as his second soul skill, Angel's Blessing, activated at the same time. Holy light flowed around his body.

His figure flashed as he charged forward, the sacred sword slashing down with searing holy light.

The Man Faced Demon Spider had nowhere to dodge. The sword struck its head, spraying blood everywhere, but the holy light shield completely blocked it outside.

The demon spider struggled twice before falling silent. A purple Soul Ring rose from its corpse. Jiang Nanchen withdrew his Martial Soul and bent down to search it. Sure enough, he found a small, spider-leg-shaped Soul Bone in its chest cavity.

"Brother Crown Prince, Uncle Porcupinefish, it dropped a Soul Bone!"

Jiang Nanchen said.

"A Soul Bone!"

Porcupinefish Douluo and Qian Renxue cried out at the same time, quickly rushing to the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse. It truly was a Soul Bone, and an External Soul Bone at that.

"An External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances!"

Porcupinefish Douluo had never expected to obtain an External Soul Bone in the middle of the night. Their luck was simply through the roof.

External Soul Bones were even rarer than ordinary Soul Bones. They could grow and evolve. As for what they would evolve into, that truly depended on luck, as well as the realm their absorber would eventually reach.

"Nanchen, you killed this Soul Beast, so the External Soul Bone is yours. Are you going to absorb it?" Qian Renxue asked curiously. Jiang Nanchen already had Angel Cloud Wings. Would he absorb another External Soul Bone?

Jiang Nanchen picked up the External Soul Bone and stored it in his storage Soul Tool. "I'll wait until the time is right. I don't plan on absorbing it for now."

That little runt had evolved this External Soul Bone into Seagod's Wings, but he already had Angel Cloud Wings. He did not urgently need this one, and he would keep the Eight-Spider Soul Bone until the right time before considering it.

Qian Renxue nodded, respecting his choice. "That's fine. Absorbing an External Soul Bone depends on timing. There's no rush."

Nothing else happened that night, and they safely made it through the remainder of it.

At first light the next day, the three set off to continue deeper into the forest.

Jiang Nanchen secretly communicated with Bing Yue. She transformed into an extremely faint icy-blue streak of light and silently flew out of the Spiritual Sea, sweeping toward the depths of the dense forest.

As a remnant soul of a Dragon King, her divine sense covered an extremely vast range. In mere moments, she scanned dozens of miles.

Before long, Bing Yue's voice sounded in Jiang Nanchen's mind. "Little Nanchen, I found one. Seven miles north, there's a Soul Beast."

Jiang Nanchen paused and raised a hand toward the northeast. "Let's go this way. There's something over there."

Though Qian Renxue and Porcupinefish Douluo were somewhat puzzled, neither asked questions and immediately followed.

Seven miles was not far. The three quickened their pace and soon passed through the dense forest, arriving before an open valley.

Above the valley, a giant snow-white eagle circled through the air. Faint golden holy light gleamed at the edges of its wings, and its cry was clear and resonant.

"A Holy Light Skyhawk! It's thirteen thousand years old, its attributes are pure, and it perfectly suits your Sacred Angel Martial Soul."

Qian Renxue turned to Jiang Nanchen, her eyes filled with astonishment. "You're incredible. You could sense it from so far away? We didn't notice anything at all."

Jiang Nanchen smiled faintly and casually explained, "I just suddenly had a feeling."

"A feeling?" Qian Renxue raised a brow and flicked his forehead. "If you hadn't said that, I'd have thought you turned into a treasure-hunting mouse. Every time you look for Soul Beasts or treasures, you find them with perfect accuracy."

Porcupinefish Douluo stepped forward half a pace and nodded in confirmation:

"Young Master, Nanchen, it truly is a thirteen-thousand-year Holy Light Skyhawk. Its Soul Power fluctuations are stable, and it has no hidden injuries. This age is somewhat high for a third Soul Ring, but with Young Friend Nanchen's physical foundation, he should be able to withstand it."

Jiang Nanchen looked up at the giant eagle in the sky, a glimmer appearing in his golden eyes. Thirteen thousand years was even better than he had expected. After absorbing it, his Soul Power should rise by at least three levels in succession.

"Uncle Porcupinefish, I'll trouble you to restrain it."

Porcupinefish Douluo's figure flashed as he swept into the valley. The pressure of a Titled Douluo silently spread out, and the circling Holy Light Skyhawk instantly stiffened. Its wings sank, and it fell toward the ground.