The Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Purple Lightning Bear Emperor

The outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Three children sat inside a makeshift tent. They were Wang Feng, Hu Liena, and Qian Renxue.

A year had passed. Hu Liena and Qian Renxue had both obtained their first Soul Rings, but Wang Feng still hadn't.

He was already capable of hunting a hundred-year Soul Beast, but Bibi Dong had said that wasn't enough. He had to set his sights on a thousand-year one.

That was a thousand-year Soul Beast! How could he possibly kill one? Wasn't this a joke? But he had no choice. Wang Feng could only work hard.

Looking at the two girls meditating and cultivating, Wang Feng walked out of the tent in a gloomy mood and headed deeper into the forest.

"Kid, where are you going?"

Yue Guan suddenly appeared on a treetop beside Wang Feng and asked, staring at him.

"To take a piss? Want to see who can piss farther?" Wang Feng said out of the blue.

Yue Guan swayed and nearly fell. He rolled his eyes at Wang Feng and vanished.

Whether he was in a bad mood or for some other reason, Wang Feng suddenly walked a long way today before relieving himself.

He pulled up his pants, and a cold wind suddenly swept over him. Wang Feng shivered, seriously wondering if he was already losing his virility. That wouldn't be good at such a young age.

But just then, a powerful presence suddenly rushed toward him. His instincts told him he was in danger.

Wang Feng looked around, but found nothing. The next moment, however, a Soul Beast's furious roar sounded right beside his ear.

Run!

Wang Feng didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately ran back. This presence definitely belonged to something older than a thousand years! Although he couldn't kill a thousand-year Soul Beast, he had already fought one and knew what its presence felt like.

But he had only taken a few steps when heavy footsteps sounded behind him. Wang Feng turned to look and was immediately startled.

A huge bear, as large as a giant ape, was staring fixedly at him. Purple lightning coiled around its body, making it look terrifying.

"Help! Yue Guan, Gui Mei! Save me, quick!" Wang Feng shouted, running for all he was worth.

But just then, the bear beast opened its mouth and spat out a bolt of lightning, laced with terrifying Soul Power, straight at Wang Feng.

I'm done for!

Wang Feng's heart went cold. He could only curse himself for being so modest today that he'd run this far just to take a piss. How humiliating! He was going to lose his life taking a piss! This would definitely disgrace transmigrators.

But just then, a shout rang out.

"How dare you!"

As the voice rang out, Yue Guan appeared behind Wang Feng. Facing the Soul Beast's attack, he raised a hand and slapped out. Soul Power surged, instantly shattering the bear beast's attack.

Wang Feng came back to his senses. Realizing he wasn't going to die, he immediately turned to look.

A chrysanthemum appeared in Yue Guan's palm. As he extended his hand, it flew out, picking up speed until it struck the bear beast. The chrysanthemum came apart, and its petals surrounded the creature.

"Third Soul Skill, Aura Barrier!"

Yue Guan shouted, and a purple Soul Ring appeared around him. At the same time, the petals formed a special barrier, trapping the bear beast inside and leaving it unable to move.

"Sixth Soul Skill, A Thousand Trees, Ten Thousand Trees, Flowers Blooming at Leisure."

Yue Guan unleashed his sixth Soul Skill. A black Soul Ring appeared, and his Martial Soul, the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, appeared in his hand. Petals immediately emerged all around him, shimmering with dazzling golden light. After gathering enough Soul Power, the petals shot out and engulfed the bear beast.

"Wait, don't kill it!" Wang Feng suddenly shouted.

Yue Guan frowned, stopped his attack, and looked at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. "Leave it to me. Let me kill it, hehe!"

Yue Guan's face darkened. "There's no use in you killing it. Her Holiness the Pope tasked you with hunting a thousand-year Soul Beast on your own."

"I know!" Wang Feng smiled strangely. The next moment, he summoned his First Martial Soul, the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear, and sprang forward like a cat, heading straight for the bear beast's head.

Yue Guan frowned in puzzlement, unsure what Wang Feng meant.

Wang Feng quickly leaped onto the bear beast's head and viciously drove the Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear down into its skull.

Squelch!

Blood splattered, and the smell of it nearly suffocated Wang Feng. But he had no time to think about it. He had to give it his all; he couldn't strike a second time.

The bear beast was held fast by Yue Guan, and in the end, it breathed its last beneath Wang Feng's Black Feather Ink Dragon Spear. It was a rather miserable way to die.

Wang Feng put away his Martial Soul in satisfaction, then jumped down and sat cross-legged on the ground. At that moment, Yue Guan suddenly realized something and shouted at him, "Stop! Wang Feng, that's a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast, the Purple Lightning Bear Emperor!"

Wang Feng was going to absorb the Purple Lightning Bear Emperor's Soul Ring! It was a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast, so its Soul Ring was naturally ten thousand years old. No matter how strong Wang Feng was, how could he possibly absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring as his first? He was courting death.

Yue Guan understood that Bibi Dong had kept Wang Feng from obtaining a Soul Ring because she wanted to strengthen his body and have him absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring. But she had never considered a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

But Wang Feng wouldn't listen. He had dealt the Purple Lightning Bear Emperor the finishing blow, and as a black Soul Ring slowly formed above its body, he immediately established a connection with it.

Wang Feng acted swiftly. He was afraid Yue Guan would take him away, so as soon as he established a connection with the Purple Lightning Bear Emperor's Soul Ring, he began absorbing it.

Yue Guan put away his Martial Soul and Soul Ring, his brow furrowing deeply. The brat had been so fast that he hadn't even had time to stop him.

"Gui Mei, bring them over here," Yue Guan called. Then he stared at Wang Feng and said loudly, "Remember, no matter what happens, you must hold fast to your true self. You must never lose yourself, or you will surely die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Mei arrived with Hu Liena and Qian Renxue.

"What happened?" Gui Mei asked with a frown. He looked over at Wang Feng in the distance, and what he saw shocked him.

"What's he doing? Absorbing a Soul Ring! A ten-thousand-year Soul Beast, the Purple Lightning Bear Emperor-Yue Guan, have you gone mad?" Gui Mei looked at Yue Guan and shouted.

Yue Guan said with a headache, "This isn't my fault. How was I supposed to know the brat wanted to absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring? He struck so suddenly that I didn't have time to stop him."

"Isn't he courting death? That's a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring!" Gui Mei was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat. If Wang Feng died absorbing a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, neither of them would survive! He wasn't just an ordinary disciple of Bibi Dong's. He was a disciple with twin Martial Souls, and even her own daughter, Qian Renxue, couldn't compare to him in her heart.

At least, that was how they saw it. Otherwise, if even Hu Liena wasn't qualified to live in Bibi Dong's private residence, how could a boy like Wang Feng qualify?

But it was too late to say anything now. Gui Mei looked at Yue Guan and said, "I'll stay here. Go back and inform Her Holiness the Pope immediately. Hurry!"

"All right. Watch him, and don't let anything happen to him. I'm going now." With that, Yue Guan vanished.

Gui Mei was so angry he wanted to curse. How the fuck am I supposed to watch over him? If the Soul Ring turns on him, what the hell can I do? No one can interfere while someone is absorbing a Soul Ring!