Soul Spirits That Stir the Heart

Within the Heavenly Screen, Yin Hongye watched Mu Hongchen attack for quite a while and felt like he was giving the Three-Legged Golden Toad a pedicure. He said bluntly, "Leave this thing to me. Your attacks are nowhere near strong enough!"

Mu Hongchen's mouth twitched. He knew his own attacks were limited in power, and Fixed Soul Tools could not be used here.

Sensing something more dangerous approaching, the Three-Legged Golden Toad suddenly turned and spat out a beam of golden energy.

Yin Hongye dodged stylishly. His spear tip swept upward from below, and his first strike pierced through its lower jaw.

The golden toad threw its head back in pain, its two hind legs kicking hard against the ground as it tried to leap up. Yin Hongye had already used the momentum to rise, spinning the spear half a turn in midair before driving the second strike down through its skull.

As he landed, he gripped the shaft one-handed and twisted it, stirring the spear tip half a turn inside the golden toad's skull.

Flames exploded from within. Dark crimson fire burst simultaneously from the Three-Legged Golden Toad's eyes, mouth, and the coin-shaped markings on its hide.

Its massive body collapsed with a crash and dissolved into light.

An electronic voice sounded at just the right moment, calm and entirely devoid of emotion. "Fiftieth floor cleared. Optional Soul Spirit absorption—Three-Legged Golden Toad, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit.

Choose whether to absorb it within ten seconds."

Mu Hongchen retracted his cannon barrel and strode forward. "Absorb."

The next instant, a Three-Legged Golden Toad Soul Spirit appeared before Mu Hongchen.

At that moment, everyone outside the Heavenly Screen stared at that Soul Spirit, all of them wondering what exactly it was.

After all, it was something new. Someone was finally going to absorb one, allowing them to see it for themselves.

They were separated from Yin Hongye by an entire era and had no idea what it truly was.

They only knew it was something from that era that provided Soul Rings.

They watched Mu Hongchen absorb the Soul Spirit. It looked much like absorbing a Soul Ring, yet also seemed vastly different.

When the Three-Legged Golden Toad Soul Spirit formed a contract with Mu Hongchen, it showed no intention of resisting at all. A seven-ring Soul Master, with a Soul Spirit that was a perfect match.

In terms of rarity, only a compatible natal Soul Spirit could compare to it.

Mu Hongchen's future cultivation speed would be greatly improved because of this Soul Spirit.

Yin Hongye did not wait for Mu Hongchen to complete the Soul Spirit contract. He directly said to Qian Renxue, "You're the only one left who needs a Soul Spirit. Let's go. It's absolutely safe for him to form the contract here."

Qian Renxue nodded and followed him toward the next door of light.

The door opened and closed, and they entered the fifty-first floor of the Soul Spirit Tower.

The floor of the octagonal hall was covered in a layer of pale golden sand. The air was filled with a dry, warm scent, as though they were standing on an ancient wilderness scorched by sunlight.

At the center of the hall, a fine horse was pawing at the sand with its head lowered. Hearing the disturbance, it lifted its head.

Its body was pure white—not ordinary white, but a sacred white wrapped in a faint halo, as though moonlight had condensed into solid form.

Its body was that of a horse, long and well-proportioned, with smooth muscle lines along its limbs. Its hooves made no sound as they stepped upon the sand.

Yet its head was draconic—a long dragon snout, with white dragon scales extending from its forehead down the back of its neck and covering its entire spine. The edges of those scales carried the faintest golden tint, every one of them faintly breathing out an aura of light.

It was more than four meters long and stood two and a half meters at the shoulder, like a holy statue standing there.

Most eye-catching was the diamond-shaped pale golden gem on its forehead, set where dragon scales met fur. Light slowly flowed within the gem, as if it contained a mass of liquid sunlight.

When the Heaven Dragon Horse saw the two of them, she did not attack immediately. She tilted her head slightly, her dragon eyes reflecting Yin Hongye and Qian Renxue. One forehoof lightly pawed at the sand as she exhaled a stream of white breath speckled with motes of light.

She held little hostility toward Qian Renxue. Moreover, the light attribute on Qian Renxue gave her a sense of closeness, an aura even stronger than that of a Holy Angel.

As for Yin Hongye, she felt only the instinctive fear of a living creature. She could smell a faint scent of blood in the air, a murderous aura.

"Heaven Dragon Horse, light attribute." Yin Hongye gave her a glance, then turned to Qian Renxue. "Your Angel Martial Soul should be highly compatible with her. Want to try? If she willingly cooperates, there's no need to fight. She can also help ease the mental strain during the contract."

"I'll try. If it doesn't work, I'll have to trouble you." Qian Renxue did not hesitate as she stepped forward. In truth, she was not entirely confident either.

She passed Yin Hongye's side, neither fast nor slow, her combat boots making faint rustling sounds against the pale golden sand.

The aura of her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul naturally spread from her body, like the first ray of morning sun filtering through a gap in the clouds.

She did not draw her sword. Her hands hung naturally at her sides, while her golden hair swayed lightly over her shoulders.

The Heaven Dragon Horse remained where she was, her dragon eyes reflecting the golden figure approaching her.

The sacred white light enveloping her body gently brushed against the golden radiance emanating from Qian Renxue, then the two merged together.

The Heaven Dragon Horse slowly began walking toward Qian Renxue, her steps calm and composed, her hooves making no sound on the sand.

She stopped before Qian Renxue and lowered her dragon head. The diamond-shaped pale golden gem on her forehead was level with Qian Renxue's chest, its light slowly flowing within, quiet and docile.

Qian Renxue reached out and pressed her palm against the scales on the Heaven Dragon Horse's forehead. The Heaven Dragon Horse did not evade her, as though judging whether Qian Renxue was worthy of her following.

After several breaths, the Heaven Dragon Horse spoke. Her voice was low and clear, like the tolling of a bell echoing from her chest.

"The aura of light on you is stronger than that of every human I have ever seen."

Qian Renxue withdrew her hand and looked seriously into her eyes. "Do you want to become my Soul... Soul Spirit?"

She had nearly said the wrong thing. By her understanding, this was still no different from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast offering itself in sacrifice.

The only difference was that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would die, while a Soul Spirit would not. It would live and die alongside its Soul Master.

The Heaven Dragon Horse fell silent for a moment. Her dragon tail gently swept over the sand, stirring up a small cloud of golden grains. "Perhaps following you would be a good choice. In the Soul Spirit Tower, it is only a slow death anyway."

That was not actually the case. The Heaven Dragon Horse was simply afraid of Yin Hongye. The moment she saw him, she had completely lost any will to resist.

As her words fell, her body began to glow.

Layer after layer of golden light rippled outward. Her body gradually shrank within the radiance, contracting from a massive creature over four meters long into a silhouette of flowing light before plunging headfirst into Qian Renxue's body.

Qian Renxue immediately sat down cross-legged. Golden light shone out from within her and flowed across the surface of her skin, as though something inside her meridians was searching for its proper place.

She closed her eyes, her breathing steady as she entered an absorption state.

Outside the Heavenly Screen, Tang San lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

That arm had once contained the Soul Bone Xiao Wu left behind after her sacrifice. Bone and flesh had long since fused into his body, but as he looked at his palm now, a thought he had never had before suddenly arose.

If Xiao Wu became a Soul Spirit, could she stay by my side in another way?

Tang Hao's reaction was even more direct. There was no unnecessary expression on the man's face. He merely slowly pressed his left hand against his ninth Soul Ring.

The Soul Ring Ah Yin had given him through her sacrifice.

At that moment, these two men desired more than anyone else to know how Soul Spirits were created.

Amid everyone's gazes and anxious waiting, Qian Renxue successfully finished absorbing her first Soul Spirit.

A Heaven Dragon Horse appeared at Qian Renxue's side, spreading her wings to shield Qian Renxue.

"So this is a Soul Spirit? It actually has combat ability too. I wonder what method is used to create them."

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, realizing that the value of a Soul Spirit far exceeded her imagination.

"As for Soul Spirits, I remember Shrek Academy has a preliminary draft for Soul Spirit design..."

The moment Yin Hongye said this, everyone outside the Heavenly Screen except those from Shrek Academy hoped Yin Hongye would tear down that evil Shrek Academy and get the materials so they could take a look. Just a look would do.

Their memories were quite good.

Yin Hongye looked Qian Renxue over from head to toe, confirming that there was nothing wrong with her body. Then he continued, "Now that you've absorbed a Soul Spirit, we can go to Shrek Academy and take a look at those trash... no, geniuses."

"I'll properly measure their worth."

"Their Shrek Academy first-years dared to attack a Titled Douluo with the strength of Soul Ancestors and Soul Elders. Those students must have some skill."