The Rainbow Dragon Soul Spirit That Would Finally Arrive

"Wuling, act normal. You're kind of scaring me..."

Qi Ji could not help breaking out in a cold sweat as he took half a step back.

Tang Wuling before him truly lived up to being the daughter of the innately evil Tang God King. The gravity was absolutely inherited.

Anyone who did not know better might have thought they were looking at a black hole!

That way of speaking, that oath-like tone—it was practically identical to Tang Buddha's classic line.

"Am I not acting normal?" Tang Wuling tilted her head and asked in return with complete lack of self-awareness, her large eyes full of sincere confusion.

"I can only say that if you think this is normal, Wuling, then you really are quite far from normal people," Qi Ji explained as tactfully as he could after carefully considering his wording.

"Oh, then I'll just be abnormal?" Tang Wuling replied without a second thought, her tone as light as if she were discussing what to have for dinner.

"If the price of being abnormal is being able to protect you, Qi Ji, then I would rather become the weirdo everyone talks about."

She spoke with absolute conviction, without the slightest hesitation.

Qi Ji opened his mouth, but for a moment, he did not know what to say.

Honestly, having such a loyal girl... loli... little girl sincerely wanting to protect him—he would be lying if he said he was not touched.

Whether that sense of closeness came from the influence of the Golden Dragon King's memories or Tang Wuling's own wishes, being trusted and cherished by someone without reservation always warmed the heart.

But... was this progressing a little too quickly? He had known Tang Wuling for less than half a day, and they had probably exchanged fewer than a hundred sentences in total.

While Qi Ji was lost in thought, Tang Wuling had already begun absorbing her Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Spirit nearby.

This Soul Spirit was even easier to absorb than the previous Titan Python. After all, Soul Spirits of the same species were naturally highly compatible, and the Soft Bone Rabbit itself had a gentle temperament, so the fusion process encountered virtually no resistance.

Tang Wuling closed her eyes as a soft pinkish-white glow surrounded her. Before long, she opened them again.

"Qi Ji, I'm level twelve!" After absorbing the Soul Spirit, Tang Wuling excitedly called out to Qi Ji, her little face full of delight.

Although absorbing a Soul Spirit did not increase Soul Power as directly as obtaining a Soul Ring, with the support of two Hundred-Year Soul Spirits, her level had still risen by one, officially crossing into level twelve.

"Congratulations, ome deto!" Qi Ji clapped mechanically like a robot, amusement lacing his voice.

"Qi Ji, my second soul skill is Teleportation!"

Tang Wuling could not wait to show off. Her sparkling eyes looked straight at Qi Ji, clearly waiting for praise.

"Teleportation?" Qi Ji grew interested and pressed, "How many meters? How many times can you teleport?"

"Um... anywhere within five meters. If I teleport the maximum distance, each use consumes one-twentieth of my Soul Power, but I can only use it once every five seconds."

Tang Wuling answered seriously.

Qi Ji rapidly calculated in his mind.

One-twentieth—meaning that if Tang Wuling only had a Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul, each use would consume one-tenth of her Soul Power.

This was only the proportion consumed when she had just broken through to the Soul Master stage. At higher levels, once her total Soul Power surged, that bit of consumption would practically be free.

The five-second cooldown was not much of a problem either. Once one reached the Soul Sage level and gained a Martial Soul Avatar, the cooldowns of the first six Soul Rings would be directly reset to zero.

Therefore, even if the soul skill could not grow later on, it would not matter. Without a cooldown, she could teleport as many times as she wanted—quantitative change could produce qualitative change.

Besides, in this era of Soul Land 3, Soul Rings could be elevated. Surely going from ten thousand years to one hundred thousand years would not bring no improvement at all?

Still... Qi Ji could not help feeling a little envious.

Damn, Tang Wuling already has two Soul Spirits. Why hasn't mine arrived yet?!

It had been so long. As the protagonist, he still had not obtained a Soul Ring. Shouldn't some unscrupulous author have their pay docked?

Just as Qi Ji silently cursed some nonexistent author in his heart, the office door was pushed open.

Gu Chaosheng and Luo Yuhang walked in one after the other. Though both looked calm, there was a relaxed air between their brows that suggested the matter had been settled.

"Uncle Gu, Uncle Luo, you're finally here!"

Qi Ji practically launched himself from the sofa. He sprang to his feet and rushed over to them in a few quick strides, looking entirely unlike the composed youth who had just been analyzing soul skills.

"Did everything go smoothly?" At least he retained a trace of rationality and asked a polite question first.

"Of course." Luo Yuhang saw through his thoughts at a glance, the corner of his mouth curling slightly.

"And stop pretending. We're Titled Douluo—how could we possibly fail to sense your emotions?"

As a level ninety-six Super Douluo, Luo Yuhang's Mental Power had long entered the Spirit Abyss Realm. While he could not read minds to such an exaggerated extent, sensing Qi Ji's excitement and anxiety was effortless.

That emotional fluctuation, mixed with anticipation, nervousness, and unease, was as conspicuous before him as a torch in the night.

"Uh..." Qi Ji scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, unable to stop himself from complaining inwardly. Why is Mental Power perception so annoying? It doesn't leave people any privacy at all.

"Alright, I paid quite a price to get this."

Gu Chaosheng took out a Soul Spirit Orb from his Storage Soul Tool. It was clearly far larger than the two Soul Spirit Orbs Tang Wuling had absorbed before, and seven-colored halos flowed across its transparent surface while deep, enduring Soul Power fluctuations pulsed within.

"Kid Qi, don't let Old Luo and me down."

He lightly held the Soul Spirit Orb in his palm and tossed it into the air.

The orb shattered midair, and a seven-colored radiance bloomed from within, dyeing the entire top-floor office in magnificent rainbow hues.

The three-thousand-year Rainbow Dragon unfurled her slender body from the shattered light. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet gleams flowed across her scales. Her dragon body was graceful and delicate as she danced through the air, leaving specks of light in the wake of her tail.

Her dragon eyes looked down at the small Qi Ji below, carrying scrutiny, curiosity, and the innate pride belonging to a True Dragon.

"She's so beautiful..." Qi Ji murmured as he looked up at that figure swimming through the seven-colored glow.

"Kid Qi, next, I'll conduct the Soul Spirit contract ritual for you." Gu Chaosheng stepped forward, forming seals with both hands as he began guiding the Soul Power in the air into a formation.

"Whether you can subdue her or not will depend on you."