Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 32 Tang San’s First Spirit Ring (2)

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After three days of traveling day and night, the carriage finally slowly stopped at the edge of a deep and dense forest - the Soul Hunting Forest.

The sunlight shines through the dense treetops, casting dappled shadows and covering this mysterious forest with a layer of golden veil.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of soil, flowers and plants, and occasionally there were low growls of strange beasts, foreshadowing the upcoming challenges.

Li Muyun jumped off the carriage first. He stood tall and looked around with sharp eyes. He was obviously familiar with the place. He turned and looked at Tang San, his eyes showing both expectation and seriousness:

"Xiao San, we are here. The Soul Hunting Forest is the only way for every soul master to grow. Here, you will face your first test, and it is also the starting point for you to truly embark on the path of becoming a soul master."

"So, have you considered your own development direction? Do you choose to become a support for the support system, or go the path of the control system? Or, as you said, find your own unique path?"

Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes as firm as a rock. He slowly stepped off the carriage, his feet stepping on the soft ground, as if every step was on the trajectory of his own destiny.

It is impossible, absolutely impossible, for me, a Tang Sect master, to assist others.

Control? That goes without saying. Article 36 of the Tang Sect's rules states that when dealing with an enemy, either do nothing or kill them with one strike. What the hell is this control?

"I choose to take the offensive path, Brother Muyun."

Li Muyun smiled, all this was within his expectations. After all, how could the people of Tang Sect choose to assist in healing? Killing was their nature.

If Tang Hao hadn't been hiding nearby, Li Muyun really wanted to find a rubbish spirit ring for Tang San.

Alas! The situation is stronger than people, so I have to find a soul beast of about 200 years old for Tang San.

If the spirit ring was too old, Tang Hao would definitely suspect that he was playing tricks and come out to stop Tang San from absorbing it.

Li Muyun frowned slightly, his eyes flashing with a deep light, as if he was really carefully considering Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul as if it were some rare treasure.

He walked slowly along the forest path, surrounded by towering trees. His figure appeared and disappeared in the interweaving of light and shadow, adding a bit of mystery.

"Well... as for the attack system, although the blue silver grass looks weak, it contains infinite possibilities." Li Muyun stopped and looked through the layers of leaves, as if he could see into deeper secrets.

Suddenly, there was a sound of leaves swaying in the forest, accompanied by a low and threatening roar. Tang San and Xiao Ai quickly exchanged a vigilant look, their bodies tensed, ready to deal with the unknown crisis.

Just in the open space in front of them, a huge soul beast slowly appeared. It was covered with dark green scales, glowing faintly in the sunlight.

The most eye-catching thing is the thick and powerful tail behind it. The tip is as sharp as a blade, and it gently slaps the ground from time to time, stirring up circles of fine dust.

The soul beast's eyes were wide open, flashing with bloodthirsty light, and it seemed to be full of hostility towards the three people who had entered its territory.

It suddenly leaped up, its long tail cutting through the air with a sharp sound, like a green lightning, rushing straight towards Tang San.

The scales on the tail seemed to come alive during the high-speed movement, each one flashing a deadly luster and sharp enough to tear through steel.

"Xiao Ai, come on, don't kill this soul beast. This soul beast attacks with its tail, which is very suitable for Xiao San's man grass."

Hearing this, Xiao Ai stretched out her body and jumped out lightly like an elf dancing in the forest, with a pair of short blades flashing with faint light in her hands.

A sly smile appeared on her lips, but her eyes showed a seriousness that should not be underestimated, as if she was having a silent battle with this ferocious soul beast. "Don't worry, Brother Muyun, I know what to do." Xiao Ai's voice was crisp and pleasant, but it was full of unquestionable determination.

She was agile as she moved through the dense forest, deftly avoiding the soul beast's deadly long tail attack. At the same time, her short blade was like light, drawing silver tracks around the soul beast's body. Every touch caused sparks to fly, but she never really hurt its vital parts.

"I've taken care of Brother Muyun. This soul beast is about 200 years old. It's very suitable to be Xiao San's first soul ring."

As Xiao Ai finished speaking, the originally ferocious soul beast suddenly let out wails, its huge body began to tremble, and the fierce light in its eyes gradually dissipated.

Xiao Ai landed lightly on the ground, her two short blades overlapping each other, flashing the light of victory. The sly smile on her lips became even wider, as if this battle was just an easy game for her.

Xiao Ai shouted, "Xiao San, come and kill it."

Upon hearing this, Tang San quickly stepped forward and fiercely stabbed the soul beast's forehead with his dagger. After a moment, a transparent yellow soul ring slowly rose up, surrounding her body, emitting a faint fluctuation of two hundred years of soul power.

Li Muyun reminded, "Xiao San, did you absorb it using the method I taught you?"

Tang San took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, then slowly raised his hands, palms facing each other, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he was having some subtle communication with the slowly rotating yellow spirit ring.

Then, a faint blue light began to appear around Tang San, which intertwined with the yellow light of the spirit ring, forming a strange picture.

There seemed to be a tiny electric current running under his skin, and each flow was accompanied by a slight crackling sound, which was a precursor to the fusion of soul power and soul ring.

With a slight sweat on his forehead, Tang San's expression was both painful and expectant. He gritted his teeth and followed the method taught by Li Muyun, guiding the energy in the spirit ring to slowly flow into his body.

At first, that force was like a raging flood, trying to break through his fragile defenses, but under his firm will, it gradually became docile, flowing along specific meridians, nourishing his body and soul.

Xiao Ai asked curiously, "Xiao San, what kind of ability did you gain?"

Tang San said excitedly, "Sister Xiao Ai, my first soul ring's soul skill has gained the ability to whip."

Tang San's eyes flashed with a strange light. He waved his hands lightly, and invisible blue silver grass seemed to condense in the air and instantly turned into a slender blue silver grass whip. The whip was crystal clear, wrapped with a faint blue light, and looked particularly smart in the morning light.

"First soul skill, release." Tang San shouted softly, and the blue silver grass whip was swung out suddenly like a living thing, cutting through the air and making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The tip of the whip accurately hit a big tree not far away, leaving a clear whip mark on the trunk, revealing the amazing power of this blow.

Li Muyun smiled with relief, "Okay, okay, Xiaosan, give your first soul skill a name."

Tang San stared at the flexible blue silver grass whip in his hand, his eyes flashing with determination and pride. He spoke softly, his voice firm and clear: "Let's call it - Blue Silver Whip."

Blue Silver Whip???

Blue and silver entanglement???

Li Muyun wanted to laugh, but he held it back. "Xiao San, what level is your soul power at?"

Tang San's mind moved slightly when he heard that, then he closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully sensing the soul power in his body that had grown stronger due to the fusion of the soul ring. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a confident light flashing in his eyes.

"I...should be...level eleven now!" Tang San's voice was filled with a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal. He could already feel the internal force in his body surging even more than before.

(End of this chapter)