Wind Release: Rasenshuriken?

In the main hall.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong sat in the seats of honor.

After taking the immortal herbs, all three of them looked much better.

Not a trace of Soul Power leaked from Chen Xin's body, yet he could clearly feel the threshold of level ninety-seven. The bottleneck that had trapped him for decades had already loosened by more than half.

Gu Rong was grinning from ear to ear. The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum had doubled his physical strength, and his Soul Power had broken through on the spot, firmly carrying him into level ninety-six and putting him even with Chen Xin.

Although Ning Fengzhi's Soul Power was still stuck at level seventy-nine, the Snow Silkworm had nourished his organs and swept away the hidden ailments accumulated over years of handling sect affairs. His complexion was rosy.

When he saw the two enter the hall, Ning Fengzhi was the first to set down his teacup and speak with a smile.

"Rongrong, why are you running around in such a hurry? Have you no manners at all?"

Gu Rong, however, beckoned with a look of concern.

"Rongrong, come here quickly. Let Grandpa Bone have a look. How well did you absorb the immortal herb?"

Gu Feng stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Rongrong has successfully absorbed it."

Ning Fengzhi said seriously.

"Little Feng, we truly owe you for the immortal herbs you brought out this time. Uncle Gu broke through to level ninety-six, and Uncle Sword has touched the barrier of level ninety-seven. This favor weighs more than ten thousand pounds."

Gu Feng waved a hand with a smile.

"Uncle Ning, no need to stand on ceremony. We're all family, so there's no need to talk like strangers."

As soon as he said that, Gu Rong clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

"What a fine 'we're all family'! That's right, we're all family. Why distinguish between us?"

Ning Fengzhi also smiled and shook his head. The worry that had hung over him finally vanished completely.

Ning Rongrong puffed out her chest and proudly raised her right hand.

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, look at my martial soul!"

The pagoda floated into the air, its dazzling radiance illuminating the entire hall.

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face abruptly froze. He shot to his feet, not even noticing that he had knocked over the white jade teacup beside him.

Chen Xin's usually indifferent face was full of emotion, and the sword at his waist even let out a soft hum.

Gu Rong's mouth fell open, and he could not close it for a long while.

"One, two, three... nine floors!"

Ning Fengzhi hurried down the steps, his hands trembling slightly as he carefully cradled Ning Rongrong's palm.

"Nine Treasures! It really is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"The sect's long-cherished wish has truly come true!"

Ning Fengzhi lifted his head and let out a long breath, moisture even gathering at the corners of his eyes.

The curse that prevented support-type soul masters from breaking through to Soul Douluo at level eighty had finally been completely shattered in his daughter.

Once everyone had calmed down, Gu Feng took the chance to make a suggestion.

"Uncle Ning, Rongrong has already reached the threshold of level thirty. We cannot delay any longer. I also just broke through to level forty, so while it's still early, we should head to Sunset Forest and obtain our Soul Rings together."

Ning Fengzhi came back to his senses and immediately made the decision.

"Let's go! We'll personally protect you! Sunset Forest is just outside Heaven Dou City. We can get there in half an hour!"

With two Titled Douluo leading the way, the group moved at an astonishing speed.

Half an hour later, in the inner region of Sunset Forest.

Gu Rong suppressed a three-thousand-year Scale-Armored Beast with his Soul Power, smashed its ability to move with one palm, and tossed it onto the ground.

"A three-thousand-year soul beast. The usual limit for a Soul Elder's third ring is around seventeen hundred years. Rongrong, you took immortal herbs and tempered your body with Whale Rubber, so your physique can absolutely withstand it."

Ning Rongrong nodded, drew her short blade, and efficiently finished off the soul beast before sitting cross-legged to draw the Soul Ring into her body.

The solid foundation laid by the Lovesick Heartbreak Red showed itself completely. When the originally violent three-thousand-year Soul Ring settled onto Ning Rongrong, it did not even stir a ripple and was absorbed smoothly.

After half an hour, Ning Rongrong stood up.

Yellow, yellow, purple—three Soul Rings appeared.

"Dad! My third soul skill is Soul Power amplification! All three of my current soul skills now provide a forty percent boost!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded repeatedly.

"Good! Good! With every additional Soul Ring, the amplification effect of all skills increases by ten percent. With nine rings, that will be a full one hundred percent increase!"

The fluctuations of Soul Power around Ning Rongrong had yet to stop, surging upward wildly.

Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-five... It did not stabilize until level thirty-eight!

She had leaped eight levels in one go!

Although Gu Feng had been mentally prepared, he was still somewhat stunned when he witnessed such an outrageous jump with his own eyes.

That was the sheer value of the divine treasure, the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

Ning Fengzhi and the other two were also shocked by the terrifying leap in levels, and Ning Rongrong finally told them everything about taking the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

When they heard that plucking the herb required it to acknowledge an owner, and required one to love a single person wholeheartedly without the slightest distracting thought, the looks Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo gave Gu Feng changed completely.

They had not expected Rongrong's love for Gu Feng to run so deep.

"Alright, it's time to find a Soul Ring for Little Feng."

Chen Xin gathered his thoughts and set the matter straight.

Gu Feng's requirements for his fourth Soul Ring were clear: wind attribute, powerful control over wind, and an age of at least ten thousand years.

He had eaten the Infernal Delicate Apricot and Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass in the medicinal garden. His body had undergone tempering by ice and fire, and he had also eaten Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber. The toughness of his body was not even inferior to that of a high-level Soul King.

The usual limit for a Soul Ancestor's fourth ring was five thousand years, but he was aiming for something close to twenty thousand.

After searching the inner region of Sunset Forest for nearly half an hour, a piercing cry tore through the forest's silence.

Above them, a massive blue-gray bird with a wingspan of over seven meters swept past the treetops. Its claws gleamed with an iron-like chill, while heavy gales swirled around it.

"A nineteen-thousand-year Wind-Splitting Demon Falcon!"

Chen Xin's longsword shifted slightly as he prepared to strike it down, but Gu Feng raised a hand to stop him.

"Grandpa Sword, let me test myself against it."

Gu Rong reminded him from the side.

"This soul beast is extremely fast and nearly twenty thousand years old. Don't get overconfident."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Bone. I know what I'm doing."

Gu Feng took two steps forward as green currents of air surged around him.

Ning Rongrong immediately summoned the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. With a point of her jade-like finger, three streams of nine-colored light accurately entered Gu Feng's body.

"Nine Treasures Turn, Glazed Light!"

"First, strength! Second, speed! Third, soul!"

His strength surged by forty percent, his speed rose by forty percent, and the already abundant Soul Power within him increased by a full forty percent as well!

Gu Feng felt as though every meridian in his body was cheering. The surging power nearly overflowed.

So this was the joy of top-tier support. It felt amazing.

Gu Feng murmured, then stomped the ground and turned into a green afterimage that shot into the sky.

Sensing danger, the Wind-Splitting Demon Falcon beat its wings, sending several enormous green wind blades crashing down at him.

"Second soul skill, Gale Piercing!"

Gu Feng shifted direction midair, using the wind's push to accelerate. He moved so quickly that even his afterimage stretched into a straight line, carrying him directly above the giant bird's head.

"Vacuum!"

As Gu Feng pressed down with one hand, the airflow within two meters around the Wind-Splitting Demon Falcon's mouth and nose was instantly evacuated. At the same time, the lift it relied on to glide with its wings vanished completely.

The giant bird suddenly choked and coughed. Its movements immediately twisted out of shape, and its body fell uncontrollably.

"Third soul skill, Eye of the Storm!"

Gu Feng flung out a violent green vortex with a backhanded motion. It firmly caught the falling demon falcon, while countless dense wind blades frantically sliced within the vortex, sending feathers and blood spraying through the air.

The soul beast, nearly twenty thousand years old, was trapped firmly in midair, shrieking and struggling desperately.

Gu Feng hovered above it and extended the index finger of his right hand.

An enormous amount of pure wind element gathered, compressing at extreme speed before his fingertip into a dark green orb no larger than a fingernail. The surrounding air gave off a piercing buzz from the intense compression.

As he looked at the madly spinning, compressed green orb at his fingertip, several words inexplicably popped into Gu Feng's mind.

If I wrap another layer of spinning wind blades around this thing, wouldn't that be Wind Release: Rasenshuriken?

Maybe someday I can try developing a larger version and throw it at people.

Besides, I have the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, and my body is strong enough.

The thought flashed by in an instant, and Gu Feng lightly tapped with his fingertip.

"Wind God Finger!"

A hair-thin green beam burst from his fingertip, moving so fast it was nearly impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Before even the air could boom, the beam accurately pierced through the Wind-Splitting Demon Falcon's hard skull.

The demon falcon's massive body suddenly stiffened. The savagery faded from its eyes, and it fell straight from the air, smashing a large crater into the forest floor.

A dark black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring slowly rose above the corpse.

From his first move to the kill, the entire battle had been clean and decisive, taking less than half a minute.

Behind him, Chen Xin stopped his hand from drawing his sword.

Gu Rong blinked, then turned to Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, is this kid really only twelve? He killed a soul beast close to twenty thousand years old as smoothly as slaughtering a chicken?"

Ning Fengzhi was also full of emotion.

"Not only are his combat instincts exceptional, what is even more frightening is his control over the properties of airflow. That self-created soul skill of evacuating the air is impossible to guard against."

Ning Rongrong had already run over, grabbing Gu Feng's arm and shaking it excitedly.

"Brother Feng, you're way too amazing! You killed a twenty-thousand-year soul beast with one poke!"

Gu Feng pinched her cheek in return.

"Wasn't it because Rongrong's amplification was strong enough? Without that forty percent increase in speed and Soul Power, I could not have pinned it down so quickly either."

Ning Rongrong beamed at the praise and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right! The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is number one in the world!"

Gu Feng said no more. He walked beside the Wind-Splitting Demon Falcon's corpse, sat cross-legged, and drew the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring into his body.

The black Soul Ring settled around him. Not only did its violent energy slam into his meridians, but the resentment of the ten-thousand-year soul beast also charged straight into Gu Feng's sea of consciousness.

However, the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone within Gu Feng bloomed with gentle vitality. Combined with the incomparably tough meridians forged through Water-Fire Body Tempering, the violent energy was completely crushed and tamed the moment it rushed into his dantian.

Even the assault on his soul dissipated with ease.