Thousand-Year First and Second Soul Rings, Level 30!

Leng Yaozhu gently closed her eyes.

Her Divine Origin Realm Spiritual Power was like an oceanic abyss.

Every blade of grass and every tree lay beneath her gaze, with nowhere to hide!

In an instant, it swept outward from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, blanketing the entire Sunset Forest.

All beasts lay low.

Even the wind seemed to stop in that moment.

She had found her target.

"Stay in the valley like a good boy. Big sister will be right back."

She gently stroked Lu Xuan's head.

Her figure instantly became a streak of crimson light, tearing through the void.

Only a few breaths later, fierce winds howled as Leng Yaozhu returned.

"Thud!"

She casually tossed an enormous eagle, its entire body burning with crimson flames, onto the ground.

"Here, a Blazing Fire Cang Eagle with twenty-five hundred years of cultivation!"

Leng Yaozhu clapped her hands, looking at the enormous beast that had already fallen completely unconscious.

Her tone was so casual that she might as well have bought a chicken at the market.

Lu Xuan drew a deep breath, his gaze sharpening without the slightest hesitation.

Soul power surged, and his sword rose and fell!

"Slash—"

The Blazing Fire Cang Eagle did a little Louis XVI cosplay.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Its dying nerve reflexes kicked in.

Its enormous headless body convulsed violently.

The Blazing Fire Cang Eagle's wings instinctively flapped wildly a few times.

Only then did it finally stiffen in death.

Specks of purple light drifted into the air from the headless corpse.

They gathered together continuously.

Soon.

A deep Purple Soul Ring condensed in midair.

Lu Xuan sat down cross-legged.

With a clear, ringing cry.

He guided the Purple Soul Ring down slowly around himself.

The absorption began!

Leng Yaozhu stood beside him with her arms folded.

Her beautiful eyes watched Lu Xuan without blinking.

Her expression seemed calm, but a trace of anxiety lurked in her eyes.

A thousand-year first soul ring.

In the Spirit Pagoda twenty thousand years later.

Although rare.

It could still be achieved by spending some resources.

But in the current era.

It was practically a tale from the Arabian Nights!

"Hiss—"

Lu Xuan's brows knitted tightly.

He felt a savage force charging wildly through his body like a horse that had broken free of its reins.

That sensation.

It was as though every meridian in his body were being stretched open.

It was the equivalent of a gout attack throughout his entire body.

Excruciating pain struck, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

Thanks to the cleansing and tempering of the Light of the Fire God.

His meridians were now unbelievably resilient, actually withstanding the energy surge of this thousand-year soul ring!

The purple light receded, and his breathing steadied.

His thousand-year first ring was complete!

"First Soul Skill, Sunflame Feathers!"

Lu Xuan opened his eyes, golden flames dancing in his pupils.

Along with a suffocating wave of scorching heat.

A broad pair of golden wings unfurled behind him with a whoosh!

Golden fire burned along the edges of the wings.

It scorched the surrounding air until it warped slightly.

Lu Xuan bent his knees slightly, then beat his wings and shot skyward, hovering steadily in midair.

He suddenly spread his wings, sending dozens of golden fire feathers shooting out like solid, razor-sharp swords!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fire feathers were as fast as lightning.

Under Lu Xuan's precise Spiritual Power control, they exploded in a thunderous chain reaction in midair.

Violent waves of golden fire swept across the sky in a magnificent spectacle.

Yet he deftly contained them within a limited area.

They did not affect anything below at all.

"Not bad. It actually granted you the ability to fly outright!"

Leng Yaozhu looked up at Lu Xuan in midair, her eyes full of admiration.

Possessing an avian martial soul did not mean a soul master could simply grow wings and fly.

Not unless they reached level seventy and used their Martial Soul Avatar.

Before that, flight required a specific soul skill.

However, a soul skill was not always necessary.

Take the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, for instance.

Their family possessed the Dragon Transformation Secret Art.

Upon reaching level 30, they could transform part of their body into a dragon's.

Lu Xuan slowly descended, willing it with a thought.

The golden fire wings behind him dissolved into specks of starlight.

He excitedly reported to Leng Yaozhu:

"Big sister, my First Soul Skill is called 'Sunflame Feathers.'"

"It not only lets me fly, but also lets me shoot golden fire feathers while flying."

"When the fire feathers hit a target, or when I trigger them with my spiritual control, they explode violently. They also have an 'extreme heat penetration' effect that breaks through defenses!"

"Excellent. It combines explosive flames with precision strikes from the air."

Leng Yaozhu nodded in satisfaction.

The Blazing Fire Cang Eagle had also been her first soul spirit back then.

She had later nurtured it all the way to the ten-thousand-year level, and it had granted her three soul skills.

Naturally, she knew better than anyone just how powerful the fire-attribute skills this soul beast could provide were.

"How do you feel? Do you need a rest, or shall we continue?"

Leng Yaozhu asked with concern.

She feared that Lu Xuan's young body could not withstand the repeated strain.

"Let's continue! I feel better than ever!"

Lu Xuan clenched his fists, feeling the surging strength within his body.

Inwardly, he was astonished.

Could that piece of whale rubber really have such a heaven-defying effect?

Just one piece brought a qualitative leap in my physical strength.

If I ate a few more, wouldn't I become a humanoid soul beast wearing human skin?

"Good! That's the spirit!"

Leng Yaozhu chuckled and once again became a streak of light shooting into the sky.

Before long, she returned with an even more extraordinary soul beast.

It was a lion whose entire body was crimson-gold.

Its body was over five meters long.

A tuft of pure golden flame burned at the tip of its tail.

A natural sun marking stood out prominently on its broad forehead.

"Eight thousand years of cultivation, a Solar Golden Lion!"

Lu Xuan immediately treated this lion to the Louis XVI package.

Look, this lion even kicked its legs politely.

Honestly, why be so courteous?

A purple soul ring condensed above the Solar Golden Lion's corpse.

Lu Xuan drew it over and absorbed it.

This time, Lu Xuan handled the absorption with even greater ease.

When the second deep purple soul ring had completely stabilized.

The phantom of a dazzling golden sun slowly emerged behind Lu Xuan!

Golden flames swirled around his entire body.

Like a young Fire God descending into the world, his aura surged wildly like an erupting volcano!

"Second soul skill, Blazing Sun Divine Radiance!"

Lu Xuan felt the power rushing through his body.

"This is an incredibly rare soul skill that boosts all attributes!"

"The instant it activates, all my attributes increase by 30%."

"And the power of all fire-attribute and light-attribute soul skills receives an additional, staggering 50% boost!"

"Not only that, while the boost is active, it automatically purifies all negative effects of the same level or lower and grants immunity to them!"

Hearing these effects, even the widely experienced Leng Yaozhu could not help raising her eyebrows.

The exceptional quality of this soul skill had exceeded even her expectations.

Just then, Leng Yaozhu keenly detected the fluctuations of overflowing soul power within Lu Xuan.

She examined him, and her expression shifted slightly.

"Xiao Xuan, your soul power seems to have reached a bottleneck... do you need another soul ring?"

"Yes!" Lu Xuan checked his own condition and nodded firmly.

"After absorbing these two soul rings, together with everything I accumulated before, I seem to have broken through to level 30!"

Leng Yaozhu went numb.

She stared at Lu Xuan with dead-fish eyes.

I'm so damn tired. I don't want to move anymore!

This time, Leng Yaozhu did not rush out to capture a soul beast.

She took the precision instrument she had previously used to test Lu Xuan's Spiritual Power from her storage bracelet.

"Since this is your third soul ring, that means we'll be aiming for the ten-thousand-year level."

"When a ten-thousand-year soul beast dies, it produces a powerful Soul Shock. We must test your Spiritual Power first to see whether it meets the minimum requirement for absorbing a ten thousand year soul ring."

Lu Xuan put on the instrument.

"Beep—"

The numbers on the screen raced wildly before finally settling on a dizzying value:

551!

Spirit Sea Realm!

A single Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew had actually raised Lu Xuan's Spiritual Power by an entire major realm in one leap.

Looking at that number.

Leng Yaozhu let out a long breath of relief.

"Your Spiritual Power fully meets the requirement. You're already qualified to absorb a ten thousand year soul ring!"

She pressed a hand to Lu Xuan's shoulder, her tone solemn and serious.

"But now, you must meditate and rest immediately, bringing your essence, energy, and spirit to their absolute peak!"