Chapter 128: The Fourth ten-thousand-year spirit ring, Tang San Collapses
Chapter 128: The Fourth ten-thousand-year spirit ring, Tang San Collapses
That evening.
An open space on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
The Shrek group sat around a campfire.
This was near the edge of the forest, where there were almost no powerful Spirit Beasts, so everyone relaxed quite a bit.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes were focused on Xiao Wu.
After the soul-stirring scene with the Titan Giant Ape, everyone was full of questions.
"Xiao Wu."
Ning Rongrong was the first who couldn’t help but ask.
"Quickly tell us, what exactly happened after you were snatched away by the Titan Giant Ape? It didn’t hurt you, did it?"
She voiced the thoughts of everyone.
Xiao Wu looked better than ever; what exactly did that 100,000-Year Soul Beast do?
Xiao Wu had already prepared her excuse.
"Don’t even mention it! It scared me to death!"
She blinked her big eyes, putting on a fearful expression, and even patted her chest.
Her crisp and bright voice said, "That big guy took me to the Core Region. I thought I was done for, but guess what happened?"
To make her story sound more authentic, she intentionally kept them in suspense.
"What happened?" Ma Hongjun asked urgently.
"Suddenly, a bull’s roar rang out!"
Xiao Wu gestured, "The sound was so loud it felt like the whole forest was shaking! When the Titan Giant Ape heard it, it let me go immediately as if it had seen a ghost and turned tail to run!"
As she spoke, she shrunk her neck, looking like she still had lingering fears.
"Xiao Wu, you’re joking, right? That was a hundred-thousand-year Titan Giant Ape. How could it be scared away by some bull’s roar?"
Ma Hongjun was the first to express disbelief.
The others felt much the same.
After all, 100,000-Year Soul Beasts were only legends to them, invincible existences.
"A bull’s roar?"
Only Zhao Wuji fell into deep thought. He said solemnly, "No, this might actually be possible! The Sky Azure Bull Python! It must be it!"
"Teacher Zhao, what is the Sky Azure Bull Python?"
He looked at everyone and said seriously, "Rumor has it that the Star Dou Great Forest has two great kings. One is the Titan Giant Ape, and the other is the Sky Azure Bull Python."
"A Titled Douluo once broke into the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest and was shaken until he bled from his seven orifices by a single bull’s roar. That was the hundred-thousand-year Sky Azure Bull Python."
"Wow—"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed, "Xiao Wu, your luck is just too good! To think you were saved by the Sky Azure Bull Python!"
Ma Hongjun was also incredibly envious: "That’s a 100,000-Year Soul Beast. It would be worth it to see one once in my life!"
Oscar nodded repeatedly: "Surviving an encounter with two 100,000-Year Soul Beasts, this luck is simply Heaven-Defying."
Zhao Wuji glanced at them: "What? Do you two want to be snatched away too?"
"No, no..."
The two immediately ducked their heads.
That was an existence even Teacher Zhao couldn’t handle. Being snatched away would mean certain death!
Seeing that everyone believed her, Xiao Wu felt relieved, but she put on an embarrassed smile.
"Hehe, maybe I’m just lucky."
Lin Qingmo sat beside her, listening to this girl lie through her teeth without blinking, and almost burst out laughing.
Saved by the Sky Azure Bull Python indeed.
It was clearly Er Ming who got scolded by you.
But he didn’t expose her either, following her lead: "Luck is indeed good. The deterrence of the Sky Azure Bull Python is something few Spirit Beasts in the entire Star Dou Great Forest can withstand. I just don’t know if it has a Big Sis."
He said this with a straight face.
Xiao Wu understood that A-Qing was talking about her and secretly pinched his thigh in embarrassment and annoyance.
Lin Qingmo held her hand without changing his expression, making Xiao Wu’s face, illuminated by the firelight, turn even redder.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly remembered something. He put down the roasted meat in his hand and looked at Lin Qingmo.
"By the way, Qingmo, I remember you were already level forty before we came out. Do you want to take this opportunity to get your fourth spirit ring? With me here, I can help you handle any Spirit Beast below the ten-thousand-year level."
He really wanted to repay Lin Qingmo’s favor.
If it hadn’t been for Lin Qingmo just now, they wouldn’t have gotten past the Dragon Lord and Snake Granny.
This was a huge favor.
"..."
The crowd instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at Lin Qingmo.
Right, this person is a twelve-year-old Spirit Ancestor, and his fourth spirit ring hasn’t been settled yet.
Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Qingmo slowly tore off a piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth.
Gulp...
After swallowing, he slowly spoke: "No need, Teacher Zhao. I’ve already absorbed my fourth spirit ring."
"Huh?"
Zhao Wuji’s mouth hung open, his expression looking like he’d seen a ghost.
"You... what did you say?"
Not just him; Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and even Tang San raised their heads to stare fixedly at Lin Qingmo.
Lin Qingmo has already obtained his fourth spirit ring?
When did this happen!
Even Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were in the Chat Group, didn’t know about this.
Lin Qingmo didn’t speak.
spirit power circulated slowly, and rings of spirit rings rose one by one beneath his feet.
Purple, purple, purple.
Three familiar purple thousand-year spirit rings.
Then—black!
A deep black spirit ring appeared, as if it could swallow everything.
The black was as thick as unthinnable ink, with a faint emerald glow swirling around the edges.
"!!!"
As soon as the ten-thousand-year spirit ring appeared, the entire space became deathly silent.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes wide and round.
Zhao Wuji’s mouth opened and closed, and finally, he only squeezed out two words: "ten-thousand-year?"
Zhao Wuji felt like he hadn’t received as many shocks in his entire life as he had today.
How could a Spirit Ancestor absorb a ten-thousand-year spirit ring without dying, and how did Lin Qingmo withstand the soul shock?
No one here knew the risks of absorbing a ten-thousand-year spirit ring better than him, a Spirit Saint who had absorbed one.
"Bla... Black?!"
Ma Hongjun jumped straight up from the rock, his eyes bulging, and his voice cracked.
"Lin Qingmo, your fourth spirit ring is a ten-thousand-year one? Are you kidding me!"
He pointed at the bottomless circle of black under Lin Qingmo’s feet, his fingers trembling.
The color was too eye-catching.
In the firelight, it was so black it seemed to swallow the light itself.
Tang San’s face turned pale instantly.
He stared fixedly at that black spirit ring, his lips trembling, and the voice squeezed from his throat sounded incredibly dry.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."
He shook his head as if trying to convince himself, or rather, deceiving himself.
"Teacher’s theory says the limit for the fourth spirit ring is five thousand years. How could there be a ten-thousand-year one? This doesn’t fit the laws... this isn’t right..."
By the end, his voice grew smaller and smaller, but every word carried a tremor.
The emotions in his eyes were too complex—shock, disbelief, and a wave of jealousy that almost overflowed.
Why?
He had fought desperately just to get a two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider.
This guy’s fourth spirit ring was already ten-thousand-year; was this World just too unfair?
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were also stunned.
The two girls looked at each other, both seeing the same shock in each other’s eyes.
A ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
What kind of concept was that?
For an ordinary Spirit Master, being able to absorb a spirit ring just over ten-thousand-years for their fifth ring would already be the limit.
A fourth spirit ring over ten-thousand-years? They had never even heard of it!
Neither the ancient books in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School’s Library nor the Spirit Master records released by Spirit Hall over the years had such a precedent!
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath.
He was a Spirit Saint after all; he had seen many storms and was the first to regain his composure.
But his voice was still a bit shaky, clearly far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.
"Qingmo..."
He stared at Lin Qingmo and asked very seriously.
"How did you kill that ten-thousand-yearSpirit Beast?"
He had to ask clearly.
ten-thousand-yearSpirit Beasts and thousand-year Spirit Beasts were entirely different concepts.
It wasn’t just a simple gap in spirit power intensity; it was a crushing difference in life level.
The intelligence of a ten-thousand-yearSpirit Beast was far superior to that of a thousand-year Spirit Beast.
Even if a Spirit Ancestor had the ability to fight across levels, soloing a ten-thousand-yearSpirit Beast was almost impossible.
(End of Chapter)
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