Soul Land: My Family Tree Martial Soul and the Pope's Forced Marriage
Chapter 18

Ling Yuan Douluo: His Highness the Holy Son's charm kept growing

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Elder Ling Yuan glanced around at everyone and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one had noticed anything unusual about her.

She stole one last glance at Chen Feng, then forced her gaze away, calming her racing heart.

"Kill!"

Hu Liena charged forward first, with Xie Yue and the others close behind.

The seven joined forces, unleashing a furious barrage of Soul Skills.

Chen Feng deactivated his Soul Bone Skill, feeling somewhat weak.

The Soul Power of a thirty-thousand-year beast was far too vast. Exhausting the Phantom Demon Fox's Soul Power was too difficult.

After all, he only had level 20 Soul Power. Even after exhausting his own reserves, he had only depleted most of the Phantom Demon Fox's Soul Power and stamina.

Of course, he could actually have attacked with other Soul Skills or Soul Bone Skills while the Phantom Demon Fox was trapped in the illusion.

However, he wanted to test how long his current Soul Power could sustain this Soul Bone Skill. Besides, the main purpose today was to assess the results of Xie Yue and the others' special training, so naturally, he could not do all the fighting himself.

He glanced at the somewhat distracted Elder Ling Yuan beside him and reminded her, "Elder Ling Yuan, keep an eye out. Don't let that demon fox escape."

"Huh? Oh! Understood, Your Highness."

Elder Ling Yuan came back to her senses and nodded.

The Phantom Demon Fox's Soul Power and stamina had both been greatly depleted, and the Spirit Hall Team's overall strength was considerable.

Under their furious attacks, the Phantom Demon Fox began to think of retreating and chose to break through in the direction of the support Soul Master, Xu Yu.

The moment it broke out, Elder Ling Yuan rushed forward and kicked it back.

Before it could get up, Hu Liena and the others had already surrounded it and launched a furious assault.

In the end, Xie Yue's fifth Soul Skill left it severely wounded and unable to move.

Hu Liena stepped forward and delivered the finishing blow, slaying the Phantom Demon Fox.

"That was a thirty-thousand-year Phantom Demon Fox, with overall strength comparable to a Soul Emperor. We killed it that easily?"

"Yeah, and the captain-no, the vice-captain-didn't even use his Self-Created Soul Skill or the Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Zhang Ping and the others wore looks of disbelief.

Xie Yue said calmly, "This was all thanks to His Highness the Holy Son. If he hadn't made this demon fox use all its skills beforehand and depleted so much of its Soul Power and stamina, how could we have killed it so easily?"

"Yeah, His Highness the Holy Son is so strong."

Yan and the others turned to look at Chen Feng, their eyes filled with shock.

"Of course! His Highness the Holy Son is the best."

Hu Liena held her head high, her face full of pride and admiration.

Elder Ling Yuan walked over. Looking at the black Soul Ring floating above the Phantom Demon Fox, she asked again, "Nana, are you truly certain you want to absorb this thirty-thousand-year Soul Ring?"

"Yes! I'm certain."

Hu Liena nodded. After taking a short while to regulate her breathing, she slowly walked over to the Phantom Demon Fox, sat down cross-legged beside it, and began absorbing the Soul Ring.

Everyone watched her nervously. After all, this was their first time witnessing someone absorb a Soul Ring beyond their level, and by such a large margin.

Chen Feng activated his Soul Bone Skill, Ghost Tree Domain. Streams of dense deathly aura drifted over from nearby and sank into his body.

Wisps of pure life force also drifted out of the surrounding plants, all of them sinking into his body as well.

His depleted Soul Power recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In less than a quarter of an hour, his exhausted Soul Power had fully recovered.

He rose, approached, and looked at Hu Liena.

Her face was pale, her teeth clenched tightly, and sweat poured down her forehead.

Apart from that, however, she showed no other adverse reactions.

About an hour later, Hu Liena's complexion had recovered. She suddenly opened her eyes and excitedly threw herself into Chen Feng's arms, saying happily, "Your Highness, I did it."

"Mm!"

Chen Feng smiled and stroked her head, praising her. "I knew my little fox could do it. Well done."

"It was all thanks to you, Your Highness."

Hu Liena nestled in Chen Feng's arms as though no one else were there, her gaze almost spinning silken threads.

"Ahem!"

Xie Yue coughed twice and asked, "Nana, what's your fifth Soul Skill?"

Only then did Hu Liena leave that warm embrace, her face flushed. She said excitedly, "My fifth Soul Skill is called Phantom Clones. It can create five clones with fifty percent of my own combat strength. From now on, each additional Soul Ring will let me form one more clone, up to nine in total. If a clone is shattered, it releases a powerful mental shock to attack the enemy. And I can freely switch my real body's position between all the clones."

"Whoa! That's powerful!"

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. It truly lived up to being a thirty-thousand-year fifth Soul Ring.

With this Soul Skill, Hu Liena's mobility would be tremendous.

"Oh, and my Soul Power jumped straight to level 52," Hu Liena added.

"Two levels at once?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Xie Yue, in particular, looked thoroughly dejected.

He had broken through his bottleneck and become a Soul King long ago, yet he was still stuck at level 51.

He had never expected his younger sister to gain two levels in a row after absorbing a Soul Ring beyond her level, overtaking him in an instant.

Now, Hu Liena had the highest Soul Power in the entire Spirit Hall Team.

Yan's eyes flickered as he considered whether he should also try absorbing a Soul Ring beyond his level once he reached level 50.

Elder Ling Yuan said evenly, "Nana's circumstances are rather special. None of you must imitate her. Otherwise, what awaits you will be either your body exploding and killing you, or your Martial Soul shattering."

Yan and the others all shrank back, hastily abandoning that unrealistic idea.

Elder Ling Yuan looked at Chen Feng, her heartbeat quickening and her cheeks growing hot.

Oh no, oh no. It seems my resistance to His Highness the Holy Son is getting weaker and weaker.

Little did she know that after Hu Liena finished absorbing her Soul Ring and became a Soul King, the age of Chen Feng's Demon Fox Charm Bone had shot straight up to ten thousand years.

A ten-thousand-year Soul Bone was naturally far more powerful than a nine-thousand-year Soul Bone.

The charm it granted would naturally increase substantially as well.

Elder Ling Yuan coughed twice and changed the subject. "Your Highness, I remember you have innate level 20 Soul Power, but only one Soul Ring. Do you want to hunt for your second Soul Ring?"

Hu Liena and the others all looked at Chen Feng and said in unison, "Your Highness, we can help you too."

Chen Feng shook his head. "I don't need one for now."

What a joke. Hunting Soul Beasts for Soul Rings not only makes absorption risky, but also offers little potential, with no way to increase their age.

Better to wait for the second Soul Ring to appear on its own.

"Then shall we head back now?"

Elder Ling Yuan gazed into the distance and asked softly.

"Mm!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

"Wow! His Highness the Holy Son is so handsome."

Zhang Ping clasped her hands in front of her chest, her eyes full of stars.

Hu Liena looked even more besotted, her gaze spinning silken threads.

Elder Ling Yuan could not help looking back at Chen Feng again. When she saw the smile on his face, she could not help falling into a brief daze, and it took considerable effort to look away.

No!

I must stay farther away from His Highness the Holy Son from now on.

He's like the blazing fire of the sun, burning fiercely, drawing every woman around him to recklessly fly into the flames like moths.

If I, a dignified Titled Douluo, couldn't resist nibbling on His Highness the Holy Son, such tender young grass, wouldn't people laugh at me until I could no longer hold my head up?

Who knows how many girls will fall victim to him in the future? Should I suggest to His Holiness the Pope that His Highness the Holy Son be shut indoors and forbidden to go out?

I could be responsible for guarding the door.

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