Lu Yi was already thoroughly familiar with the process of merging with a Soul Spirit, knowing exactly what to do at every stage. The infernal delicate apricot needed to do nothing at all, so long as it did not resist the merger in its heart.
As Electrolux condensed an Undead Scourge Staff from energy, he began chanting the latest incantation for the Soul Spirit Contract.
The infernal delicate apricot's original body instantly drooped, withering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next moment, no Soul Ring emerged from the infernal delicate apricot's original body. Instead, that blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring appeared directly on Lu Yi, settling above his green Soul Ring.
Immediately afterward, the withered body of the infernal delicate apricot spat out a plump, scarlet seed, which fell where it stood and sank into the soil.
For these two special immortal herbs, the infernal delicate apricot and the octagonal mysterious ice grass, the only environments truly suited to their growth were beside the Yang Spring and the Cold Spring. Naturally, their seeds did not need to leave with Lu Yi.
At this sight, the other immortal herbs felt both envy and reluctance to part.
When the torrent of pure Soul Power surged into his body, Lu Yi instantly felt an unprecedented pressure.
Although Jiaojiao did not resist in the slightest and the Soul Spirit Contract ritual went smoothly, the infernal delicate apricot's own fire-attribute Soul Power was inherently violent and fierce. There was no way to alleviate this; Lu Yi could only endure it head-on.
Had his Second Martial Soul not given Lu Yi a powerful physique and a compatible attribute, he could never have merged with it with only six rings.
Yet soon, the pain of that influx of Soul Power diminished considerably,