The Ten Thousand Year Myriad-Erosion Demon Spider, Encountering an Unwelcome Guest

This soul beast looked quite promising.

Qian Xunji activated his Martial Soul Possession. The wings of the Six-Winged Angel spread open, golden radiance illuminating the entire pitch-black cavern.

As a martial soul with a sacred attribute, the Six-Winged Angel could suppress evil soul beasts with ease.

The gleaming Angel Holy Sword appeared in his hand. Qian Xunji snorted coldly. "Be good and become Dong'er's soul ring!"

With that, Qian Xunji slashed down with his sword.

Half of the Nether Erosion Demon Spider's body was instantly severed, blood gushing out without stop.

It had originally wanted to treat Qian Xunji and the others as prey, but it no longer had such thoughts. It had to flee at once.

If it did not escape, it would be the one to die.

The Nether Erosion Demon Spider immediately retreated deeper into the cave, nearly flying away along its silk threads.

If it had all eight legs, it might truly have escaped swiftly. But with only four legs remaining, its speed had slowed greatly. It could not get away at all.

In Qian Xunji's eyes, it was moving as slowly as a turtle.

"Too slow. Far too slow."

Qian Xunji shook his head, then leaped forward. Gripping the Angel Holy Sword, he pierced through the Nether Erosion Demon Spider's body and nailed it firmly to the ground.

"Dong'er, do it," Qian Xunji shouted.

Bibi Dong moved with incredible speed, drawing the flexible sword at her waist and thrusting it toward the Myriad-Erosion Demon Spider. Its head was cut clean off, and immediately afterward, a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring rose into the air.

"Success!"

Bibi Dong looked at the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring floating above the Myriad-Erosion Demon Spider's corpse, joy appearing on her face.

Qian Xunji pulled the Angel Holy Sword from the Myriad-Erosion Demon Spider's body and instructed her,

"Dong'er, absorb it."

Bibi Dong did not waste any time. She sat down, and the soul ring began floating above her head.

What followed was the process of absorbing the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Su Mu surveyed the surroundings. The Myriad-Erosion Demon Spider's lair was littered with the corpses of many soul beasts. It seemed to have been quite a tyrant in this area.

Hardly any other soul beasts could stand against it, yet it had still become Bibi Dong's soul ring.

Qian Xunji said, "Little Mu, while we have the time, I have something to tell you first."

Seeing Qian Xunji speak so seriously, Su Mu listened attentively.

"Go ahead, Teacher."

Qian Xunji said with great seriousness,

"Once the Soul Master Tournament ends, I intend to name you the Holy Son and Dong'er the Holy Maiden. There is no question about your talents."

Su Mu was surprised.

"Teacher, with my support-type martial soul, won't the others object?"

A Holy Son would likely need to win everyone's approval.

As a support soul master, he was certainly among the very best. Twenty thousand years later, Ya Li, the Holy Spirit Douluo, had reached the rank of Titled Douluo, yet no divine position had descended upon her.

That was because the Divine Realm had already flown away. Where could a divine position possibly descend from? But this was the era of Douluo Continent's first generation, twenty thousand years ago. Back then, even a single immortal herb could allow someone to become a god.

There were plenty of people who had left the Divine Realm. He remained very confident in himself.

"Teacher understands what you mean."

"Teacher will announce that you and Dong'er are the Holy Son and Holy Maiden when you win the Soul Master Tournament.

"First, your support talent is exceptional. Second, Teacher and my father, the Grand Priest—the only Ultimate Douluo in the world today—will stand behind you. Who would dare refuse?"

"Whoever dares refuse is disrespecting me."

Qian Xunji did not care in the slightest.

Making his own disciples the Holy Son and Holy Maiden had always been a certainty.

"Teacher can arrange it as you see fit." Su Mu nodded in agreement.

"Little Mu, do not concern yourself with what others think. There is nothing bad about being a support soul master. Your talent is even a little stronger than Dong'er's."

"There is nothing bad about support-type soul masters either. You do not need to fight personally on the front lines, and others will have to swallow their pride and beg you to heal them."

Su Mu could tell that Qian Xunji was comforting him, but he still wanted to possess a martial soul with strength.

If he had not become Qian Xunji's disciple, with his male body and feminine appearance, as well as this martial soul that offered him no ability to resist, he might have been kidnapped long ago.

Su Mu said, "Teacher, I was only sighing over it."

Qian Xunji left it at that.

He could understand Su Mu's thoughts as well. Su Mu certainly did not want to remain a support-type soul master forever. After all, most outstanding support-type soul masters were women.

Well... although Su Mu was especially beautiful too.

His skin was delicate and smooth, his figure flawless, and every feature on his face was perfect. No wonder he possessed an angel martial soul.

Qian Xunji had truly been somewhat surprised when he first heard of the Wish Angel. Later, he had discussed it with his father, and they believed it was likely a mutated martial soul.

After quite some time had passed, the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring above Bibi Dong's head slowly entered her body.

The absorption was complete.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, overjoyed.

"Senior Brother, Teacher, my Soul Power has reached level forty-three, and I am now a Soul Ancestor too."

"I've finally caught up to Senior Brother."

"Also, my fourth soul skill is Thorn Spider Armor, a single-target defensive skill. It covers the surface of my body with purple-black armor and poisonous spikes over a meter long. Its defense is strong and it does not affect my speed."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong prepared to test it.

Four soul rings—yellow, purple, purple, and black—appeared beneath her feet.

The fourth soul ring abruptly lit up. The power of the Death Spider Emperor martial soul surged forth, and a heavy layer of purple-black Spider Emperor armor emerged around Bibi Dong's body, tightly wrapping her torso and limbs. Even half of her cheeks were protected by armor.

Countless thorny poisonous spikes, each about a foot long, grew outward from the gaps in the armor as though breaking through the ground. Their tips glimmered with a dark purple light, drops of inky green venom falling from them. They densely covered her entire body, with sharp spikes protruding from her elbows, shoulders, waist, and abdomen.

The armor's texture was hard, yet it did not restrict her movements. She could still move with agility.

Once an enemy came close, they would be cut by those highly poisonous spikes, and the venom would rapidly invade their body.

The entire suit of armor exuded a cold and oppressive aura. It combined defense and counterattack, serving as both a sturdy barrier and a lethal prison of thorns.

"A defensive soul skill too."

Qian Xunji thought the soul skill was quite good. At the very least, none of Bibi Dong's soul skills were poor, and even Su Mu's soul skills were especially practical.

"After nearly a month, our mission can be considered successfully completed."

Qian Xunji clapped his hands, signaling for the two of them to follow him out of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Bibi Dong dismissed her fourth soul skill and immediately wrapped her arm around Su Mu's.

"Senior Brother, your Junior Sister will protect you."

Su Mu said, "If you want to hug me, just say so. Why come up with so many excuses?"

"Hehe~" Bibi Dong giggled sweetly. "Senior Brother really understands me. But it's also true that I want to protect you."

She truly wanted to protect him, and she truly wanted to hold him too.

Su Mu's scent was as fragrant as lilies, utterly intoxicating.

From the first time she met Su Mu, Bibi Dong had fallen deeply in love with that scent.

After leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, they had intended to head toward where their carriage was parked, but at the exit, they encountered several unwelcome guests.

"Isn't this Qian Daoliu's son? I never expected you to bring your own disciples here to hunt soul beasts as well."

Bibi Dong and Su Mu both recognized that arrogant tone and turned toward the source of the voice.