Gentle Sound Snow Dance, Return

Beside a stream in the heart of the Soul Beast Forest, Wang Feng and Yue Guan quietly watched Su Yang, who sat cross-legged before a massive demonic beast, struggling to absorb a purple Soul Ring.

It was a Wall Stone Tiger Beast, exactly one thousand years old. Its defense was second to none, though it was not particularly strong.

Yue Guan and Wang Feng actually knew little about Soul Rings for Auxiliary System Soul Masters, but judging by the results of their search, this was the most suitable one they could find for Su Yang.

Neither of them could guarantee whether Su Yang would succeed in absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

But Yue Guan's own First Soul Ring was a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, while Wang Feng's was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. Judging from their experiences absorbing Soul Rings, they felt that the limit a Soul Master could withstand was not the theoretical limit Grandmaster had described, but depended on the Soul Master's own limits.

A Soul Master's personal limit was determined by both physical strength and mental will. Although Wang Feng's body had indeed nearly broken down when he absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, his body would have been perfectly capable of withstanding a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

After more than a year of training, Su Yang's physical strength, though not comparable to Wang Feng's at the time, was not far behind.

Moreover, both of them fully recognized Su Yang's mental will, which was why they had let him absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. Su Yang's body trembled slightly, and he was drenched in sweat, but clearly he had yet to reach his limit.

"This kid's tougher than I thought! Maybe he really can become a Titled Douluo someday."

Yue Guan suddenly spoke with admiration written all over his face. The more he looked at Su Yang, the more pleased he was.

He had never imagined that he, an elder of Spirit Hall-albeit one with little standing-would one day have a disciple of his own.

When a person had been alone for too long, his heart was bound to grow lonely. Besides, he was only a servant and usually dared not think too much; keeping his life was enough.

"Wang Feng, thank you," Yue Guan said solemnly, looking at him.

Wang Feng was taken aback. He looked at Yue Guan in confusion. "Uncle Yue, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly thanking me?"

"You brat, if it weren't for you, what qualifications would I have to take a disciple? And such an outstanding one at that."

"Uncle Yue, you're being too modest. You're a Titled Douluo!"

Yue Guan smiled without speaking, a trace of bitterness in his smile. If he had a choice, he would rather have been an ordinary person than a Soul Master.

"All right, kid. Once we're back at Spirit Hall, I'll have to stay by His Holiness the Pope's side in Pope Hall, so I'm entrusting my disciple to your care."

"It's all right, Uncle Yue. You can look after your own disciple. Don't worry, I'm here! I promise I won't let Teacher make things difficult for you."

"Good. With your word, I can put my mind at ease." Yue Guan smiled and patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, then turned back to Su Yang.

Just as the sun was about to set, the purple Soul Ring finally merged completely into Su Yang's body.

"He did it!"

Wang Feng and Yue Guan were both delighted. They hurried to their feet and waited for Su Yang to wake up.

Before long, Su Yang finally opened his eyes.

"Su Yang, how do you feel?" Yue Guan hurried forward and asked with concern.

"Teacher, I'm fine. My body feels very comfortable right now."

"That's good. That means we made the right choice, and this Soul Ring doesn't conflict with your Martial Soul."

Yue Guan smiled. That was what he had worried about most, after all, Su Yang was so young, and they hadn't been entirely sure which direction to take.

"Su Yang, congratulations. With a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, you're finally no worse than anyone else."

"Mm, Brother, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? Oh, right, what's your First Soul Skill?"

"My First Soul Skill is called Gentle Sound Snow Dance," Su Yang said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"Gentle Sound Snow Dance, that name..." Wang Feng was taken aback. It sounded quite nice, but it was more suited to a girl.

"It's just a Soul Skill. Why do you two care so much? Its effect is what matters most," Yue Guan said to them.

"Right, right. Hurry up and tell us what it does."

"Allies within range of the zither music gain a fifty percent boost to their Soul Power recovery and healing abilities, while the enemies' Soul Power consumption is doubled. If I'm seriously injured, it also forms a shield around me that makes me immune to attacks for ten breaths."

"That's so overpowered!"

Wang Feng's eyes widened as he looked at Yue Guan. Both of them were surprised, because what Auxiliary System Soul Masters feared most was being the first to lose their lives in battle if they lacked protection or weren't protected well enough.

Yet Su Yang's First Soul Skill had the ability to protect him. What did that mean? It meant that Su Yang's position in a team as an Auxiliary System Soul Master would become exceptionally important.

On top of that, it had two recovery abilities. Wang Feng and Yue Guan could no longer find words to describe such an ability.

"Teacher, Brother, is this ability very strong?" Su Yang asked. He didn't know much about these things.

"Strong? Of course it is. You'll learn how important an Auxiliary System Soul Master is to a team in the future. The effect of this one Soul Skill of yours can actually be regarded as the effects of three Soul Skills. In that case, we could even pair your later Soul Rings with attack effects."

"Pair his Soul Rings with attack effects!" Yue Guan stared at Wang Feng, astonished by his words. "Can an Auxiliary System Soul Master even use attack-type Soul Rings?"

"Has anyone proven they can't?" Wang Feng asked, looking at Yue Guan with a smile.

Yue Guan frowned and thought it over. It seemed no one really had. He shook his head and said, "Although there's no conclusive evidence that it can't be done, common sense says it simply won't work. If anything goes wrong, it's a matter of life and death for the Soul Master."

Yue Guan was still somewhat worried. After all, Su Yang was his disciple and was so outstanding that even in Spirit Hall, his future standing would not be low, not to mention that he had Wang Feng.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to Su Yang."

"Teacher, Brother, you don't need to worry about me. You gave me the chance to become a Soul Master. No matter what difficulties come my way, I can try," Su Yang said earnestly, looking at them both.

Yue Guan looked at Su Yang, then at Wang Feng. In truth, he understood that Wang Feng intended to experiment on Su Yang. But he also knew very well that if it succeeded, it would be enough to give Su Yang an exalted position on the continent.

"All right, Su Yang, I'm happy you have that kind of determination. But there's no rush for that. Now that you've obtained your Soul Ring, you need to familiarize yourself with your abilities as soon as possible. Then we'll begin the next stage."

"Yes, Teacher."

Su Yang closed his eyes again and began to digest the surge of Soul Power in his body. Just then, a carrier pigeon suddenly appeared in Yue Guan and Wang Feng's sight.

Yue Guan frowned and reached out. The pigeon flew into his hand and directly turned into a trace of Soul Power before vanishing.

"Uncle Yue, did something happen?" Wang Feng asked in confusion.

He knew about the carrier pigeon. It was a special method Yue Guan and Gui Mei used, and they rarely did so.

Yue Guan looked at Wang Feng and nodded. "It seems we have to go back."

"What's wrong?"

"Gui Mei said the inner court has begun its first assessment. You're an inner court student, so you have to go back and take part."

"An assessment! What are they testing?"

"Individual strength and teamwork. He didn't say anything else. Let's leave now so we don't miss it."

"Okay!"

Wang Feng nodded. Since it was an inner court assessment, he naturally had to take part. His leave of absence could be explained away, but if he missed the assessment, it would inevitably make things difficult for Teacher.