After hearing this, Xiao Wu was deeply moved and kissed Tang San.
Only after several dozen seconds did she reluctantly pull away from Tang San and ask, "But Brother San, how will you get your sixth Soul Ring, then?"
Tang San's Soul Power was currently stuck at rank fifty-nine. He only needed a Soul Ring to break through.
In his previous life, this was precisely when Great God King Tang received Xiao Wu's sacrifice and activated a seriously outrageous cheat. Not only did his Soul Power increase dramatically, but he also obtained a Soul Bone whose later contributions could not be overlooked.
It was precisely these things Xiao Wu was considering. She worried that not sacrificing herself would affect Tang San's development.
Hearing this, Tang San smiled faintly and looked up at Er Ming.
Er Ming's pupils contracted. A chill swept through him, and he returned a decidedly hostile look.
What the fuck was that supposed to mean?
It was bad enough that you stole Xiao Wu away. Now you're setting your sights on me, too?
Two heavy snorts burst from his nostrils as Er Ming glared at Tang San.
I don't know how this guy duped Xiao Wu, but getting Xiao Wu to sacrifice herself doesn't mean he can get me to do it. Do you think I'm an idiot?
I haven't even done what a big brother does. How could I possibly be thinking of dying?
"What are you looking at? I'm not sacrificing myself to a human."
Xiao Wu raised her eyebrows. Although Er Ming did indeed sacrifice himself to Tang San later, she could not say that now. Just as she was about to speak, Tang San chuckled and shook his head.
"You're Xiao Wu's friend. How could I set my sights on you?"
"But there should still be quite a few other Soul Beasts in Star Dou Great Forest, right? There should be some hundred-thousand-year ones, too."
As his words fell, Er Ming scratched his head and said, "There are."
"But those fellows are either hiding who knows where, or my big brother and I drove them away. They're pretty hard to find."
"Why are you asking? With your current Soul Power, brat, how could you possibly absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring without a sacrifice?"
Tang San's Soul Power had only just reached rank fifty-nine. No matter how many Immortal Herbs he ate, absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring through his own strength was still a fool's dream.
However, Tang San had already chosen his target.
"It's fine. I have a way."
Er Ming was rather baffled. Many Soul Beasts harbored immense hostility toward humans. Some would rather die than let humans use them, much less willingly sacrifice themselves.
Which Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was not a ruthless fighter who had slaughtered their way to that level? Only exceedingly rare exceptions like Xiao Wu would willingly sacrifice themselves. Others would not even entertain the thought.
Xiao Wu blinked, equally curious.
"Brother San, what Soul Beast are you talking about? How come I've never heard of it?"
Tang San took Xiao Wu with him and leaped onto Er Ming's shoulder, making Er Ming bare his teeth and roar several times. In the end, he still suppressed the urge to attack.
Tang San said, "The Golden Hawksbill Turtle!"
"These Soul Beasts are renowned for good luck. Most importantly, they're naturally long-lived and haven't experienced many battles, so their willpower is weak to begin with."
"And yet they yearn for eternal life. That leaves them with no choice."
Er Ming felt as though he were lost in the clouds. What was all this jabbering about?
Still, he really had heard his big brother mention the Golden Hawksbill Turtle.
"I actually know where the Golden Hawksbill Turtle is staying now. That fellow holes up in his own lair all day and never comes out. He found a few enforcers to cultivate with him, and fighting them would be a hassle, so I've barely ever visited."
"But that fellow is terribly afraid of death. Do you really think he'll obediently sacrifice himself?"
Tang San said nothing in response to Er Ming's doubts. With Er Ming's intelligence, he would not understand even if Tang San explained anyway.
Soon, they arrived beside a lake. The lake was extremely deep, and several Soul Beasts around fifty thousand years old stood beside the water. Upon seeing Er Ming, they immediately let out a few low growls, as though begging for mercy.
Er Ming widened his eyes and pounded his chest, immediately scaring all the Soul Beasts away.
He was the king of the forest now, after all. He still possessed that much imposing might.
A turtle with a gleaming golden body slowly rose from the lake, looking rather bewildered.
"Er Ming? What the fuck are you playing at?"
"I haven't provoked you or Da Ming all these years, have I? I even moved to another lake. Why won't you leave me in peace?"
Er Ming said nothing. Instead, he impatiently flicked Tang San, signaling for him to get down.
Tang San walked to the lakeside, and Yue Guan immediately followed, looking solemnly at the Golden Hawksbill Turtle ahead.
He could sense that this Golden Hawksbill Turtle might well be more than a hundred thousand years old. His Soul Power was exceptionally dense.
"Humans? Since when did you start hanging around humans, Er Ming? And people from Spirit Hall, at that?"
After seeing Yue Guan's clothing, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle immediately grew somewhat agitated. "It's not like you don't know how many Soul Beasts the people of Spirit Hall have killed. You fucking..."
Er Ming turned his head away and crouched down. Xiao Wu smiled and stroked his head.
Did he think Er Ming would be willing if not for Xiao Wu?
Tang San raised his hand and interrupted the Golden Hawksbill Turtle.
"Why waste so many words? Since you know Spirit Hall, that makes this easy."
"To put it plainly, I'm the disciple of Spirit Hall's Pope. I need your Soul Ring now, and I want you to sacrifice yourself willingly."
"You've lived so long that you've probably witnessed the strength of Spirit Hall's Soul Masters firsthand."
"Killing you would merely take a little more effort."
As he spoke, Tang San looked into the Golden Hawksbill Turtle's eyes and said, "If you sacrifice yourself willingly, you'll still have a chance at resurrection. Otherwise, your hundred thousand years and more of arduous cultivation will come to nothing in a single morning. Of two evils, choose the lesser."
"I hope you can understand that."
As his words fell, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle immediately fell silent and said no more.
Had this been any other kind of Soul Beast, even one younger than a hundred thousand years, hearing Tang San's words would only have made them fight him to the death.
What Soul Beast did not have a temper?
Even if they died in battle, they would never willingly sacrifice themselves. Even after being absorbed, they would unleash a soul assault just to make the Soul Master suffer again.
But Golden Hawksbill Turtles were different. Their entire species naturally yearned for eternal life and would stop at nothing to survive.
Most crucially...
This Golden Hawksbill Turtle looked at Tang San, his pupils filled with astonishment as shock stirred within him.
What heaven-defying fortune. Who exactly is this brat?!
In all my years, this is the first time I've ever seen such terrifying fortune!
Perhaps my opportunity to break through lies with him?
The Golden Hawksbill Turtle was a Soul Beast too. Although he was somewhat afraid of death, Tang San's threats alone could not make him willingly offer up his life so easily. What truly tempted him was the sky-piercing fortune surrounding Tang San!
As an auspicious beast, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle knew better than anyone just how important fortune was.
After a long silence, the Golden Hawksbill Turtle finally spoke.
"Interesting, interesting!"
"Then I'll agree to your request, brat. I hope this enormous gamble won't disappoint me!"
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