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Today was the fourth day since the three of them arrived at the Soul Beast Forest.

After the first day, Old Butler no longer let Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong face soul beasts alone. Instead, he personally dealt with any blind soul beasts they encountered on the road, speeding up their search.

But even so, three days had passed with nothing to show for it.

Qian Chaoguang, who had read the original work thoroughly, and Old Butler, with his wealth of experience, both knew how rare Mental Attribute soul beasts were, so neither of them grew impatient.

Huo Yutong was different. At this moment, she was thinking of her mother, who had been left alone in the Duke's Mansion, and she seemed a little uneasy.

Looking at Huo Yutong's hesitant, conflicted expression, Old Butler could not help but sigh.

A Psychic Soul Beast of a suitable age really was somewhat hard to find.

If this dragged on much longer, he and Qian Chaoguang would be fine, but he worried that the Duchess would use this chance to make trouble for Huo Yun'er.

Without his protection, her days in the mansion truly could be described as walking on thin ice.

"Let's pick up the pace. We'll stay for another day and a half. If there's still no trace of a suitable soul beast, then we'll head back tomorrow afternoon," Old Butler said.

"Grandpa Zhu, why don't I just find any hundred-year Spirit Ring and absorb it? As long as it's a Spirit Ring, won't I be able to advance and become a true soul master?"

Huo Yutong tugged at Old Butler's sleeve and spoke what was in her heart.

"To get a Spirit Ring for me, I've already delayed you and Chaoguang Gege for several days."

"No."

"No."

Qian Chaoguang and Old Butler spoke in unison.

Old Butler crouched down and patiently explained, "Even if we don't obtain this Spirit Ring for now, we can't just make do with an inferior one. Xiao Tong, your talent is very good. In the future, you may even have the possibility of reaching Titled Douluo."

"If you casually find a Spirit Ring and absorb it, then it will be completely wasted. This is a matter that affects your whole life. Don't you want to bring your mother along and live a good life in the future? Don't you want to get back at that wicked woman who bullied you and your mother? If you can reach the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, even that brat Dai Hao will have to personally come and apologize to you."

Huo Yutong said conflictedly, "Of course I want to, but—"

"Careful. Something's approaching. I sense some danger."

Qian Chaoguang suddenly cut in, interrupting what she had not finished saying.

The silver-white long saber left its sheath with a clear ring, already pointing from afar toward the direction the danger was coming from.

Old Butler also stood up, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

"Looks like our luck isn't bad. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to go home in an hour."

"Roar!"

A roar shook the mountain forest, and a red shadow came sprinting from the distance.

"Vile beast, you came at just the right time!"

Battle intent burned fiercely in Qian Chaoguang's eyes. The Bloodline Power within him suddenly accelerated, pushing his strength to the limit.

He lowered his body and charged straight forward.

A plain and unadorned Salted Fish Thrust struck out. The tip of the blade met the shadow, bursting into sparks.

Both of them retreated at the same time, taking defensive stances.

Only then did Qian Chaoguang clearly see that the newcomer was actually a Blood Red tiger more than one meter long but less than two.

Unlike the powerful, majestic build of other tigers, this blood-colored fierce tiger looked somewhat slim and slender, like a slightly larger cat.

"A Blood Tiger with around four hundred years of cultivation, a rare psychic type among Tiger-Type Soul Beasts. It should be able to provide Xiao Tong with a decent skill."

Old Butler shielded Huo Yutong behind him, his left hand pulsing rhythmically, clearly intending to personally capture it.

"Grandpa, don't act. Let me try."

Qian Chaoguang was delighted at the sight of prey, his gaze locking tightly onto the Blood Tiger before him.

Over the past few days, he had carefully studied the reason he had been able to cut down the Wind Jackal back then.

After guessing for a long time without figuring anything out, he could only suspect that inexplicable Martial Soul of his.

But after that, he had never had the chance to make another move. Now that they were just about to leave, they happened to run into such a suitable opponent. If he did not try now, he would not get such a good chance again.

Qian Chaoguang already had a clear comparison of his own physical quality. Defeating this sort of hundred-year soul beast that was not known for its physique should not be too difficult.

Old Butler hesitated and said, "You brat, don't show off. Although the Blood Tiger mainly uses Mental Attacks and its body is much weaker than ordinary hundred-year soul beasts, it is still a genuine hundred-year soul beast. Even an ordinary Soul Grandmaster would have to deal with it cautiously."

"Don't worry. I won't do anything I'm not sure of. Besides, aren't you here watching from the side? There aren't many chances to exchange blows with a hundred-year soul beast."

As Qian Chaoguang agreed aloud, a blue light was already faintly flickering on his chest.

After thinking for a moment, Old Butler reminded him, "Since that's the case, be careful. If you're not strong enough, don't force yourself. Remember, the Blood Tiger's innate skill is Confusion, also called Berserk. Used on itself, it can stimulate a portion of its physical potential. Used on an enemy, it can briefly throw the opponent's mind into chaos, or even make them dizzy."

Faced with the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, the irritable Blood Tiger had already grown somewhat impatient. It suddenly roared, kicked off with its hind legs, and pounced toward Qian Chaoguang.

"Kill!"

Qian Chaoguang strode forward, neither dodging nor evading. He stirred the blood and qi within his body to the limit and slashed forward three times in succession.

Pfft!

A silver-white crescent moon flashed through the air and collided with a tiger claw.

The Blood Tiger in the air let out a miserable cry and sprang sideways again just before Qian Chaoguang's second slash could arrive. It rolled painfully across the ground once before getting back to its feet.

Those three lightning-fast slashes had shaved off a quarter of the Blood Tiger's left forepaw.

Qian Chaoguang himself was not having an easy time either, and inwardly, he was secretly startled.

Several chips had actually cracked open along the mist-covered blade.

So hard.

That was Qian Chaoguang's first impression.

A hundred-year Soul Beast really was far stronger than those ten-year weaklings. An ordinary longsword forged from refined steel was already somewhat strained against a hundred-year Soul Beast.

Not only that, the opponent's reaction speed was also something a ten-year Soul Beast could not compare to.

If his opponent had been the previous Wind Jackal, those three slashes would already have sent it to the afterlife.

Although thoughts were running through his mind, his movements did not pause.

When the Blood Tiger landed and rolled, he had already raised his blade and chased after it.

The tip of the blade thrust forward, and at this moment, the advantage of a long blade was displayed to the fullest.

The long-handled Miao Dao could not only be used as a conventional blade to perform two-handed sword techniques, but could also incorporate some spear techniques into it.

The pain-stricken Blood Tiger had just flipped itself upright when the death-dealing long blade came straight at it.

It roared and sprang up from the ground once more, every strand of red fur on its body shining. An invisible ripple spread from the king-shaped marking on its forehead and shot straight toward Qian Chaoguang's mind.

What was that?!

Qian Chaoguang gave a muffled grunt. His head felt as if it had been struck by a silver needle, and even the movements of his entire body slowed along with it.

The Blood Tiger leaping up before him seemed to blur into afterimages.

Was this the Confusion Skill?

"Hah!"

Enduring the pain, he stomped his right foot hard on the ground and let out a fierce roar, driving his strength with his breath as he continued to send the long blade forward.

In that instant, his essence, energy, and spirit seemed to climb to their peak along with that shout.

The blue light at his chest also burst forth with a surge of ice-blue power at that moment, channeling down his arm and into the long blade.

Immediately, a blue blade of light more than a foot long erupted from the tip of the long blade, and along with the advancing weapon, it stabbed straight into the Blood Tiger's waist and abdomen.