Tang Ya Loses Control

"That was some violent energy."

Tang Ya and Bei Bei realized that Wang Xiao must be hiding some secret.

In just a moment, he had fully recovered. His complexion was steady, and the Spirit Ring fusion was nearing its end.

"Not bad. I broke through five levels in one go. Almost wiping out was worth it."

Wang Xiao opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of foul air. He had successfully absorbed the Millennium Soul Ring.

"Little Wang Xiao, you're finally awake! You scared me to death just now. I thought... I thought you were going to explode and die."

Tang Ya rushed over. Rather than being happy that he had successfully absorbed the Spirit Ring, her face was full of worry.

If she had not seen Little Wang Xiao covered in blood, she would have hugged him already.

Wang Xiao felt warmth in his heart. "Don't worry, Sister Xiaoya. I told you I was confident."

Bei Bei stood there in a daze, never expecting him to actually succeed.

He admired Yu Xiaogang the most. He had cultivated according to Yu Xiaogang's theories all this time and firmly believed that a Soul Master's first Spirit Ring could not exceed six hundred years.

Yet now, Wang Xiao had successfully absorbed a Millennium Soul Ring, shattering Yu Xiaogang's ten core Martial Soul theories.

Huo Yuhao excitedly hurried over and asked, "Brother Wang, what's your first soul skill? Can you show me?"

"That's right, Little Wang Xiao. Hurry up and show your sister this soul skill from your Millennium Soul Ring." Tang Ya was also very curious.

"More accurately, it's two soul skills."

Wang Xiao did not hide anything. He said frankly, "One is the innate soul skill that comes with my Martial Soul—Parasitism!"

"As for the other..."

Wang Xiao spread his palm, and a small golden-green tree condensed out of thin air. It looked somewhat like a Blue Silver Emperor.

The little tree brimmed with vitality. Its golden leaves swayed gently, shaking down droplets of emerald essence.

The land that had been struck by lightning instantly came back to life, and a tender sprout pushed out from the ground.

"What... what terrifying life force!" Tang Ya's beautiful eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

Huo Yuhao stared dumbfoundedly, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

Bei Bei was the most shocked of all. He knew the power of his lightning well. Wherever it passed, not a blade of grass remained, because the lightning's penetration reached the roots and killed the plants underground at their source.

Yet this small golden tree in Wang Xiao's hand had merely shed a little life essence, and it was enough to revive dead plants.

Only Wang Xiao himself knew that if it had merely been a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it naturally could not have achieved such an effect. Unfortunately, what he had awakened was the Blue Silver Emperor. Endless life and rebirth after death were practically its defining traits.

"Little Wang Xiao, hurry and tell us! What is this soul skill called, and what does it do?" Tang Ya urged, her beautiful eyes gleaming with excitement.

Wang Xiao shook his head. "It has no name."

"The ability is simple: direct absorption. It can instantly restore ninety percent of your Soul Power and heal your injuries. If you carry it on you, its source essence can also slowly nourish your bodies."

"Unfortunately, I can only create one a day at most right now. It works best on those at the same level as me. If you exceed me by a major realm, the effect will be greatly reduced."

After hearing this, all three were shocked. Wasn't this a mobile spring?

In a life-and-death battle, it was equivalent to having one more life than everyone else!

"Little Wang Xiao, your soul skill has another hidden ability, doesn't it?" Tang Ya bit her red lips, unable to take her eyes off the little golden tree as if she were desperately suppressing something.

"No. I've told you everything." Wang Xiao looked confused.

No one knew that the Martial Soul inside Tang Ya's body was stirring wildly, her blood racing as she desperately craved Wang Xiao's soul skill.

She had a powerful feeling that if she absorbed this little golden tree, her Blue Silver Grass bloodline would rise to an entirely new level.

"Little Wang Xiao, can you give this little tree to me?" Tang Ya desperately restrained her impulse.

Without a second thought, Wang Xiao stuffed it directly into her arms.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong?" Bei Bei found it strange when he saw that her cheeks were slightly flushed.

"N-Nothing." Tang Ya bit her lips tightly.

Her beautiful eyes gradually grew unfocused. The instant she touched the little tree, her entire body felt incomparably comfortable and warm. Every cell seemed to come alive, as though she had returned to the womb.

If Tang Ya's willpower had not been so firm, she felt that she would have been unable to stop herself from moaning just then.

"Xiaoya, we've been out long enough. Since you, Wang Xiao, and Little Yuhao have all obtained Spirit Rings, it's time to return to Shrek Academy," Bei Bei said.

At this time, the academy should be in its enrollment period.

"You go back first. Don't wait for me. I need to relieve myself."

Tang Ya breathed softly, already flushed bright red. Clamping her legs together, she quickly ran off.

"Hey, Xiaoya, where are you going?" Bei Bei wanted to stop her, but Tang Ya had already vanished into the forest.

Wang Xiao's expression turned strange. Tang Ya's blush was a little abnormal, somewhat like she was burning with desire.

Impossible. I must be overthinking it. I refuse to believe someone so pure could be like that.