Heaven-Defying Soul Skill Effects, One and a Half Years Later

After a while, Ling Jing slowly opened his eyes.

Golden Crocodile Douluo could not wait to ask, "Little Jing, how effective is your second soul skill...?"

Without any hesitation, Ling Jing made the purple Soul Ring beneath his feet flare brightly.

In an instant, five figures nearly identical to Ling Jing appeared at his side.

They had the same Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul and the same two Soul Rings, one yellow and one purple.

"My second soul skill is called Ten Thousand Shadows, Thousand Bodies. It can create up to five mirror clones at once. The clones can last for five minutes, and each possesses sixty percent of my main body's combat strength. The clones can coordinate to release soul skills simultaneously. Also, they can instantly swap positions with one another. The only drawback is... the clones created by this soul skill cannot copy other Martial Souls. They can only use the other soul skills of the Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul."

Was that... really a drawback?

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly as he began to ponder instinctively.

Ling Jing's first soul skill was also a clone-type soul skill, and as his cultivation level increased, the number of clones he could create would also grow. Each clone could correspond to one copied Martial Soul, which was already more than enough.

As for the clone soul skill of his second Soul Ring, it could only produce a fixed five clones, and they could only use the soul skills of the Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul rather than copying other Martial Souls...

As if he had thought of something, Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up slightly. "Little Jing, can the clones produced by your second soul skill use your first soul skill?"

Ling Jing froze for a moment. Almost instantly, he understood what Qian Daoliu meant.

He could use the clones from his second Soul Ring to release his first soul skill, creating clones of clones... then use those clones of clones to copy Martial Souls, stacking them like nesting dolls!

Once he reached the Titled Douluo level, his main body could create nine clones. Then each of the five clones from his second soul skill could create another nine clones...

Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu: One-Man Army—did that sound familiar?

Ling Jing tried using his clones to release soul skills while maintaining his second soul skill.

The next moment, several more clones appeared.

Moreover, every one of these clones could copy the Martial Soul of the Six-Winged Angel or the Death Spider Emperor!

As Ling Jing's clones emerged one after another before them, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and Bibi Dong all revealed shocked expressions.

Ling Jing briefly sensed the clones created by the clones of his second soul skill, and his brows unconsciously furrowed.

The clones from his second soul skill retained sixty percent of his main body's strength, while the clones from his first soul skill retained seventy percent. But clones created by clones could not even exert fifty percent of his strength. That meant... their strength had already been greatly reduced.

"You brat, and you're still not satisfied?"

"These two soul skills combined, along with the Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul's ability to copy other people's Martial Souls, are a perfect match! Not to mention that the clones from your second soul skill can instantly switch positions with one another."

Qian Daoliu could not help laughing.

The combination of these two soul skills was enough to grant Ling Jing endless possibilities, yet this brat actually looked disappointed!

"How much Soul Power does this soul skill consume?"

Qian Daoliu asked the question that concerned him most.

In his view, the effects of this soul skill were utterly heaven-defying. If its Soul Power consumption was not too high, it could absolutely be called a divine skill.

Ling Jing carefully sensed the loss of Soul Power within his body before replying, "The Soul Power consumption is moderate. It isn't very high, but it consumes more than my first soul skill. Also, when the clones use soul skills, they do not consume the main body's Soul Power."

Once he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo exchanged a glance, each seeing satisfaction in the other's eyes.

After obtaining his second Soul Ring and returning to Spirit City, Ling Jing's life visibly became more demanding.

Although Qian Xunji was busy handling Spirit Hall's affairs and caring for the newly born Xiao Xue, leaving him with no time to teach Ling Jing, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu completely took over Qian Xunji's role.

The former was responsible for urging Ling Jing to further refine his theoretical knowledge of Martial Souls and sparring with him using only the soul skills from her first two Soul Rings. The latter taught Ling Jing to become more familiar with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul while also passing on his knowledge of the sword.

In the blink of an eye, a year and a half quietly passed.

Now nine years old, Ling Jing had grown much taller. Though he was still a little shorter than Bibi Dong, the difference was only half a head. His face still retained traces of childishness, but he had clearly become increasingly handsome.

Whenever Ling Jing walked through the streets of Spirit City, young female soul masters would often shyly stop him in his tracks. Every time, Ling Jing would helplessly explain that he had only just turned nine. That did indeed discourage quite a few of them, but... quite a few became even more excited after learning his age.

This was criminal. Absolutely criminal.

Of course, the one in Spirit Hall was not much better.

Over the past year and a half, Bibi Dong had long since forgotten Yu Xiaogang. Almost all her heart was focused on Ling Jing. Although Bibi Dong herself might not yet have realized that her feelings had quietly changed, her possessiveness already explained everything.

Whenever Ling Jing thought of the sight of Bibi Dong seeing those young female soul masters blocking his path, he could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

That look in her eyes was truly full of resentment.

Fortunately, resentment was just resentment. Bibi Dong had not taken any action—meaning she had not yet developed into a full-fledged yandere.

Naturally, that was thanks to Ling Jing's daily brainwashing. If he had not persistently instilled his ideals in her, Bibi Dong would probably have already turned into a yandere and locked him in a secret chamber.

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Inside Spirit Hall.

Ling Jing and Bibi Dong walked into the hall side by side, respectfully bowing slightly to Qian Xunji.

Seeing this, Qian Xunji set down the documents in his hands, raised his head, and fixed his gaze on Ling Jing and Bibi Dong.

Looking at his two disciples, who had become increasingly outstanding, Qian Xunji could not help revealing a trace of gratification in his eyes—although Ling Jing's growth to this point did not actually have much to do with him, Ling Jing's teacher in name was still him!

If Ling Jing could one day reach Godhood and become a god, then Qian Xunji could proudly claim that he had cultivated a god as well!

As for how he had cultivated him... don't ask.

"Dong'er, Little Jing... why do the two of you have time to visit your teacher today?"

Ling Jing could not help raising his head.

Compared to a year and a half ago, Qian Xunji seemed to have grown somewhat thinner. He had heard that Qian Xunji's wife had become pregnant again not long ago...

As expected of the Pope of Spirit Hall—he was truly exhausting himself with tireless labor day and night!