Absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring

Inside the Heavenly Screen.

Bai Fan tossed out another timeless saying: "There are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. So what if it's a pig martial soul?"

"One day, I, Yu Xiaogang, will surely transform into a dragon and soar above the nine heavens."

Outside the Heavenly Screen.

"Why? Why wasn't the Xiao Gang I gave birth to the one inside the Heavenly Screen?" Yu Yuanzhen sat in the seat of honor, heartbroken.

"The Yu Xiaogang inside the Heavenly Screen is so charismatic. He's nothing like that cowardly good-for-nothing from back then." Those who had once insulted Yu Xiaogang began to sincerely admire him.

"No, I don't believe it! So what if you can say such things? I believe you'll never reach my level of achievement. I've already pushed my advantages to their limit!" Yu Xiaogang shouted hysterically.

Inside Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong stared at the high-spirited Yu Xiaogang on the Heavenly Screen and fell slightly into a daze.

Inside the Heavenly Screen.

Bai Fan left the sect's training hall and returned to his room, muttering to himself.

"Thankfully, this simulated body hasn't been ruined by that idiot Yu Xiaogang yet. Although his soul power is already level ten, he hasn't obtained his first Soul Ring. Everything is perfect."

"I need to improve my physical condition first. After all, absorbing Soul Rings below ten thousand years depends on physical strength."

"That useless Yu Xiaogang used Spirit Hall's records to come up with a so-called Soul Ring absorption limit. It's complete nonsense."

Bai Fan had no idea that even his inner thoughts were being broadcast, so he complained freely.

After venting, Bai Fan began his dull, tedious training. He cultivated while strengthening his body, wishing he could split every second into two.

Outside the Heavenly Screen.

"I wonder whether what the Heavenly Screen says is true. If it is, then before I obtain my next Soul Ring, I'll definitely improve my physical condition first."

"I'm really looking forward to seeing just how far Yu Xiaogang inside the Heavenly Screen will rise."

"Right, is Yu Xiaogang watching too? I wonder what expression he has seeing how outstanding his other self is. Hahaha."

"Master, were your Soul Ring absorption limits really compiled from Spirit Hall's records?" Dai Mubai asked bluntly.

Having been exposed, Yu Xiaogang lost his composure. "Bullshit! Those theories were all summarized by me, Yu Xiaogang, alone!"

Tang San felt somewhat distressed seeing his teacher like this, while everyone else wore disdainful looks.

From then on, the Heavenly Screen became entertainment for everyone across the continent after meals and during idle moments.

In another time and space.

Everyone at Shrek Academy could hardly believe that the Master they revered had behaved in such a petty manner.

Mu En of the Sea God Pavilion issued an emergency notice.

"No one is to blindly believe the Heavenly Screen. Our ancestors must not be desecrated."

It was worth mentioning that the Heavenly Screen skipped Bai Fan's boring training periods. For example, Bai Fan might train for ten years or even a hundred years within the Heavenly Screen, while only an instant passed outside it. To the system, manipulating the laws of time was child's play.

The scene returned to the Heavenly Screen.

"Xiao Gang, what are you doing in your room? It's time to take you to obtain a Soul Ring." Yu Yuanzhen called from outside Bai Fan's door.

As early as a month ago, Yu Yuanzhen had urged Bai Fan to obtain a Soul Ring, but Bai Fan had delayed it again and again.

Under Yu Yuanzhen's urging, Bai Fan stepped out of his room. With the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's spiritual medicines and a month of relentless training, Bai Fan had broken through his body's limits. Every muscle on his body radiated power.

Perhaps such improvement was insignificant within the Soul Master system, but it had genuinely given Bai Fan a sense of strength.

"Let's go, Father." Bai Fan urged the dazed Yu Yuanzhen.

At that moment, Bai Fan was confident and flamboyant, no longer as timid and submissive as before. Yu Yuanzhen had been stunned by his change.

After coming back to his senses, Yu Yuanzhen brought Yu Xiaogang toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Xiao Gang, do you have any particular soul beast in mind for your first Soul Ring?"

"Father, I want a soul beast containing dragon bloodline, and the older its cultivation, the better."

Yu Yuanzhen hesitated before finally speaking. "Xiao Gang, are you sure your body can withstand a dragon-type soul beast? Why not choose something else?"

"Father, my mind is made up. Even if I can't bear the pressure while absorbing the Soul Ring and die, that will be my fate."

"My martial soul has already mutated. I can't accept spending my entire life as a useless person."

"Besides, I've already said it: there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. I would rather die on the path to becoming stronger than waste my life away in comfort."

"My strength must match my ambitions. My father is the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the strongest person in the sect. I have my own pride."

Yu Yuanzhen was somewhat dazed. Bai Fan's sudden transformation moved the old father to the brink of tears.

"Good. You truly are my son, Yu Yuanzhen's son."

Bai Fan silently recited to himself, "A young man should ride the rising wind, seize stars, wear the moon, and chase the sun."

"I will carve out an era that belongs to me."

The father and son searched for a long time without finding a suitable dragon-type soul beast. Just as they lowered their guard slightly, a huge yellow python suddenly appeared.

Its massive body lunged toward them, and Yu Yuanzhen was overjoyed.

The aura of a Titled Douluo that he had concealed erupted instantly as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon possessed him.

The Golden Saint Python's charging body screeched to an abrupt stop. Terror appeared on its tiny snake face.

Golden Saint Python: You sneaky bastard! Where's your martial honor?

Yu Yuanzhen grabbed the Golden Saint Python in his hand. "Xiao Gang, I can sense a faint dragon aura within this Golden Saint Python. You can try absorbing it."

"Alright."

Neither father nor son considered the soul beast's cultivation age.

Holding a small knife, Bai Fan directly ended its life.

A purple Soul Ring naturally emerged and drifted toward Bai Fan's body.

"What? It's actually a thousand-year soul beast? No, you absolutely can't absorb it!" Yu Yuanzhen screamed frantically, but it was already too late. Yu Xiaogang had begun absorbing the Soul Ring.

"No, my Xiao Gang!" Yu Yuanzhen crouched on the ground and cried out in despair.

He truly had not noticed the soul beast's age. In his eyes, such a weak soul beast should have been suitable for Xiao Gang, so he had let Xiao Gang absorb it directly.

Outside the Heavenly Screen.

"Hahaha, so the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is such a joke. He can't even tell a Soul Ring's age."

"Could it be that he's a battle maniac? Isn't it normal for him not to understand these things? Hahaha."

"Sect Master, how could you make such a mistake? What am I supposed to say about you?"

A white-haired old man pointed at Yu Yuanzhen's face, his lips trembling.

"Second Uncle, that was me inside the Heavenly Screen," Yu Yuanzhen explained awkwardly.

"Shut up! You're not getting any younger. Can't you use your brain? This Heavenly Screen is practically a divine miracle. That great being must be an indescribable existence. Since he chose to simulate Yu Xiaogang, it means he thinks favorably of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

"Once the Heavenly Screen ends, we must win him over."

"Ignorant fool. Absorbing a thousand-year Soul Ring so recklessly as a first Soul Ring is simply courting death." Yu Xiaogang sneered at Bai Fan within the Heavenly Screen.