soon.
He then contracted another Four Star Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros.
"It worked again! Could it be that I'm destined to meet the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros?"
You should know that to date, he has contracted with at least eight hundred to a thousand demonic beasts, some that fly in the sky, some that run on the ground, and some that swim in the water.
I've tried almost everything that can be contracted, except for rare plant-type monsters that I haven't encountered. I've tried almost everything that can be contracted, but none of them worked.
This led him to believe that he could only contract with special mutated monsters like Big Black.
Having already contracted two Four Star Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros, it would be difficult for him to contract a third one with his Soul Power.
Looking at the twenty-one Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros in front of him, all eagerly awaiting his contract, Jiang Fan felt he couldn't let them down.
So he decided to hunt other monsters to increase his points and exchange them for more Soul Power.
What made Jiang Fan happy was that, unlike the growth of Qi and blood and Psychic Power, both of these required certain conditions.
Since one's Soul Threshold has no upper limit, as long as one has enough points, one can unconditionally exchange them for Psychic Power.
After a night of fierce fighting, as dawn broke, Jiang Fan finally succeeded in forming contracts with the remaining twenty-one Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros.
Including the two Four Star Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros we contracted yesterday, there are a total of twenty-three.
In the upcoming Five-School League, without using Psychic Power, if they encountered a strong opponent, they simply released all twenty-three Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros.
The scene was absolutely breathtaking!
His opponents were terrified!
As he thought about it, Jiang Fan couldn't help but grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Hahaha--"
go home!
The scene changes.
The Little Turtle hung its head and sighed repeatedly in dejection.
Looking at it like this, Wang Yao felt both amused and speechless.
You've sighed twenty-three times already, and you haven't sighed again.
The Little Turtle stared at its dark, bloodshot eyes, and raised its head with a look of utter despair.
Do you know why I sighed twenty-three times?
How would I know such a thing?
As Wang Yao spoke, she covered her mouth with her hand to hide her yawning, looking utterly bored, as if to say, "Tell me if you want, don't bother talking to me if you don't."
Just then, the Little Turtle suddenly raised its voice.
"That's because—he contracted a whopping twenty-three worthless demonic beasts!"
As soon as that sound fell, the Little Turtle was completely upset, its chest heaving like a bellows.
These words surprised Wang Yao greatly, and a rare look of astonishment appeared on her face.
Twenty-three?! All low-level demonic beasts?
The ranking system for monsters is similar to that for Martial Artist: one to Three Star are considered low-level monsters, Four Star to Six Star are considered mid-level monsters.
Once a monster reaches the Four Star level, it will condense a crystal core, which is the most significant difference between low-level and mid-level monsters.
Seven Star to Nine Star monsters are considered high-level monsters, and once they reach the Seven Star, they can speak human language.
Above that are Half-Saint Beast, Saint Beast, Half-Divine Beast, and Divine Beast.
"Not all of them are low-level demonic beasts; apart from twenty-one being Three Star, the remaining two are Four Star."
The Little Turtle had a long face. What was going on? It had been a wise and shrewd Lord Turtle all its life, so how did it end up sharing a master with these trashy monsters?
Wang Yao, surprised, frowned and began to ponder.
After a moment, he spoke again.
Do you know what kind of monsters they are?
" Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros," the Little Turtle said listlessly.
" Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros? That thing is simple-minded, all brawn and no brains, and ugly as hell. Why would he make a contract with such a thing?"
Wang Yao was completely baffled. "Could these Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros have some special use for him?"
The Little Turtle spread its paws and shrank into Wang Yao's pocket, looking dejected as if nothing could bother it even if the sky fell.
"Snap!"
Wang Yao put a potato chip in her mouth and looked out the window into the distance.
He muttered to himself, "Twenty-three Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros... what exactly does he want to do?"
In the dimly lit room.
After the two middle-aged men, who were trying to conceal their identities, placed a barrier to prevent eavesdropping, they finally got to the point.
"How are things going?"
"I've arranged for over a dozen people, all elites; eliminating our young master will be no problem at all."
"Only a dozen or so people? Isn't that too few? What are their strengths? You know, our young master has a Four Star demon beast under contract, and it's a very powerful Golden One-Horned Lion."
"Small? This is Fortress No. 1. Aren't you afraid of attracting the attention of the Divine Wind Camp by sending so many people? Don't worry, the dozen or so people I arranged are all Martial Artist of the Fourth Rank or above. Among them, three are High-Stage Fifth Rank Martial Artist, and one is a Early-Stage Sixth Rank Martial Artist."
"This operation must be carried out flawlessly. Why didn't you send a Seventh Rank Martial Artist?"
"Are you stupid? By the same token, calling upon Seventh Rank Martial Artist within the family requires registration and reporting, which would leave clues! With the Supreme Elder's methods, he could wipe us out from the ground with just this small clue."
"That being said, I suspect that our young prince still carries a trace of the Supreme Elder's willpower."
"If you can think of that, so can I."
"Since you can think of this, why only send these people?"
"Who said I only sent these people? I only said it was inconvenient to call upon family members, but I could hire experts at a high price."
"That's good..."
The following evening.
Jiang Fan and Fatty were walking home together.
"Achoo! Achoo..." The fat man sneezed several times in a row.
"Do you have a cold or is your rhinitis acting up? Why are you sneezing so much?"
At this point, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered that Martial Artist couldn't possibly catch a cold or get rhinitis.
The fat man sniffed his reddened nose a few times. "I don't know what's wrong. Maybe some girl has a crush on me and can't stop thinking about me."
Looking at the fat man's round body, Jiang Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart.
He can only make the girl miss him if he reveals his identity as the Crown Prince of the Pill Pavilion.
Just then, Jiang Fan suddenly realized something and abruptly stopped in his tracks.
The fat man noticed Jiang Fan's unusual behavior and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, Brother Fan?"
Jiang Fan did not answer immediately, but instead spread his Psychic Power outwards.
He soon saw a group of masked people closing in and surrounding their location.
Although their current location wasn't exactly remote, there weren't many people around, so they might not be the target of the other side.
Not receiving a response from Jiang Fan, the fat man called out again.
" Brother Fan?"
"Didn't you say last time that the new hot pot restaurant was really good, and you even kept saying you'd treat me to it? Come on, let's go over there now."
His words and actions were flawless, but the fat man, who knew Jiang Fan's personality well, immediately sensed that something was wrong.