Chapter 226: Emerald Eight Spider Lances Revealed, Ning Rongrong’s Crisis
Chapter 226: Emerald Eight Spider Lances Revealed, Ning Rongrong’s Crisis
"Everyone, move aside."
Lin Qingmo shouted in a low voice, rushing to Ning Rongrong in a few quick steps.
The crowd split open a path with a swish, everyone staring at him eagerly, hope burning in their eyes.
This was a person of great ability; perhaps he really could pull Ning Rongrong back from the brink of death.
Lin Qingmo took a deep breath, the spirit power within his body surging like a tide.
"Chiii—"
With a soft sound, eight emerald-green spider lances suddenly burst from his back and unfurled.
The spider lances were translucent green throughout, as if meticulously carved from the finest emerald.
The surface was covered in mysterious fine patterns, and the tips of the lances glinted coldly, yet they emitted a life aura so dense it almost solidified.
The Emerald Eight Spider Lances possessed the power of life transfer and devouring, capable of repairing damaged Meridians and reshaping a body in peril.
Lin Qingmo held his breath and concentrated, controlling the Eight Spider Lances with movements as gentle as if he were touching the World’s most precious treasure, slowly piercing the tips into Ning Rongrong’s back.
In an instant, a dense and gentle life force, like a trickling warm current, flowed continuously into Ning Rongrong’s body through the emerald spider lances.
That life force seemed to have a consciousness of its own, wandering through her body like a gentle stream.
It smoothed out the damaged Meridians inch by inch, soothing the violent, raging spirit ring energy.
At the same time, the Emerald Eight Spider Lances were silently devouring the energy within her that was too violent and far exceeded her limits of endurance.
Refining it until it became gentle and submissive, making it easy to absorb.
The surroundings were dead silent.
Everyone stared at the eight emerald spider lances behind Lin Qingmo, their eyes nearly popping out.
"A Spirit Bone?!"
Yu Feng was the first to explode, his voice changing pitch.
"Brother Qingmo! You actually have a Spirit Bone?!"
Liu Erlong’s eyes flashed as she said in a heavy voice, "This is an external Spirit Bone."
"An external Spirit Bone!"
Yu Feng felt like his heart couldn’t take it today.
"First, it was Zhu Zhuqing’s three-thousand-five-hundred-year third spirit ring."
"Now Lin Qingmo actually pulled out an external Spirit Bone—this is a one-in-a-million treasure!"
Ye Lingling’s eyes widened, staring fixedly at those Emerald Eight Spider Lances, her eyes full of disbelief.
As the successor of the Nine Heart Begonia, she knew better than anyone how Heaven-Defying this ability to directly transfer life force and precisely repair damaged Meridians was.
Even with her Nine Heart Begonia, it would be difficult to achieve such precision and speed.
Not to mention being able to soothe violent spirit ring energy.
Dugu Yan crossed her arms, her gaze falling deeply on Lin Qingmo’s back, her eyes flickering.
"This man... just how many trump cards is he hiding?"
Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly to the side, looking at Lin Qingmo’s profile, her eyes showing no surprise, only complete trust.
She had known for a long time that he possessed this external Spirit Bone, and she knew his capabilities even better.
Since Lin Qingmo had stepped in, Ning Rongrong would definitely be fine.
Under the nourishment of the Emerald Eight Spider Lances, the pain on Ning Rongrong’s face was receding at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Her breathing gradually stabilized, and her deathly pale face regained its color.
The violent spirit ring energy in her body completely settled down, and following the guidance, it merged into her body bit by bit, submissively.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
Half an hour later—
The spirit power on Ning Rongrong’s body suddenly surged!
That purple spirit ring completely merged into her body; she slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
A hint of confusion first flickered in her eyes, followed by complete clarity.
She looked up and saw Lin Qingmo crouching in front of her at first glance—he was retracting those eight emerald spider lances.
Looking at the youth before her, at the emerald spider lances behind him that hadn’t been fully retracted, feeling the stable and surging spirit power within her, and the Meridians that had been repaired perfectly...
An intense light instantly welled up in Ning Rongrong’s eyes, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.
When her consciousness was blurred just now, she could clearly feel a gentle life force pouring into her body, pulling her back from the edge of collapse.
It was him; he had saved her.
"Rongrong! How is it? Are you okay?"
Liu Erlong rushed over quickly, her face full of anxiety.
Ning Rongrong snapped out of it, looked at Liu Erlong, and a brilliant smile blossomed on her face.
She shook the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand and said in a clear voice, "Teacher Erlong, I’m fine."
"I successfully absorbed the three-thousand-year third spirit ring, and my spirit power is already at rank thirty-two! My Third Spirit Ability is Spirit Power Amplification."
As her words fell, everyone showed happy smiles.
"That’s great, Rongrong!"
Yu Feng patted his chest and grinned, saying, "You scared us to death just now; we thought something was going to happen to you."
"Exactly, you can’t be so reckless when absorbing spirit rings in the future."
Dugu Yan walked over and tapped her head.
"If Qingmo hadn’t returned in time, you would have really been finished this time."
"I’m sorry, I know I was wrong," Ning Rongrong said, sticking out her tongue.
She stood up from the ground, walked to Lin Qingmo, and bowed seriously.
"Brother Qingmo, thank you."
She looked up at him, her eyes shining like two stars, her voice full of sincerity.
"If it weren’t for you, I definitely would have been finished this time. Thank you for saving me."
"Why are you being so polite with me?"
Lin Qingmo smiled and reached out to rub the top of her head.
"It’s good that you’re okay."
"Speaking of which, I’m also at fault for underestimating the physical endurance limit of a support systemSpirit Master."
Just then, Yu Feng suddenly looked at Xiao Wu standing next to Lin Qingmo and asked curiously, "Xiao Wu, you were out with Brother Qingmo all day. How was it? Did you find a suitable fourth spirit ring for yourself?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s gaze fell on Xiao Wu.
"Of course."
Xiao Wu smiled slightly and took a step forward.
The spirit power within her body suddenly surged.
A powerful wave of spirit power erupted from within her!
Four spirit rings slowly rose from beneath her feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple.
That last purple spirit ring shone brilliantly in the sunlight, faintly carrying a faint black halo.
"The age of my fourth spirit ring is—eight thousand years~"
The entire camp instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone froze on the spot, their eyes wide and staring fixedly at the four spirit rings on Xiao Wu, especially that purple fourth spirit ring with the black halo, their faces full of disbelief.
"E-Eight-thousand-year fourth spirit ring?!"
Yu Feng was the first to explode, his voice even cracking.
"Isn’t the theoretical limit for a fourth spirit ring five thousand years? This has exceeded the limit again?"
He felt like his worldview was being completely crushed and reorganized today.
First, it was Zhu Zhuqing’s three-thousand-five-hundred-year third spirit ring, far exceeding the theoretical limit by double.
Then it was Rongrong’s three-thousand-year third spirit ring.
Now Xiao Wu had actually pulled out an eight-thousand-year fourth spirit ring, exceeding the theoretical limit by a full three thousand years!
Was this still the Spirit Master’s world he knew?
When did the theoretical limit of spirit rings become so... completely devoid of any bottom line?
(End of Chapter)
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