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Wow, put this ten thousand years later, and it's definitely an Evil Spirit Master!
Upon hearing Anna's second spirit skill, Dai Weisi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth—this skill was insanely powerful!
"But my second spirit skill has one drawback: the speed at which it absorbs spirit power is fixed and does not increase," Anna explained.
"It's not like my first skill, where as my strength improves, the absorption speed of spirit power and nutrients gradually increases!"
"Even so, Nana, your second spirit skill is still extremely impressive," Dai Weisi said.
"In the future, any enemy you encounter will simply become your stepping stones. Plus, with this second skill, you now have some real offensive capability."
Anna's first spirit skill, Bloodthirsty Bind, is more of a support-type ability—only effective against plants and plant-type spirit beasts, and it doesn't deliver overwhelming damage against spirit masters.
This second skill perfectly fills the gap in her offensive power.
"All right, let's keep moving. Since Nana has already broken through to level 30, we need to find you another spirit beast," Dai Weisi said.
"Sure!" Anna smiled, reaching out her chubby little hand to tug at Dai Weisi's clothes. Then she asked, "Brother Vis, what's the ideal cultivation age for the spirit beast I should choose for my third spirit ring?"
"Four thousand years would be best. If it's a plant-type spirit beast, you could consider going up to four thousand five hundred years," he replied, then glanced at his 'little wife' and ruffled Zhu Zhuqing's fragrant hair with a smile.
"My little wife, the same goes for you—you should also try to absorb spirit rings from beasts over four thousand years old, got it?"
"Mm, Brother, I know!" Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks suddenly flushed as red as an apple, her heart fluttering with a sweet happiness.
She then shyly reached out and took Dai Weisi's hand, thinking to herself: It's okay for me to hold Brother's hand, right? We're already engaged; it's just holding hands—what's wrong with that?
Of course, Dai Weisi noticed Zhu Zhuqing's little gesture and gently clasped her delicate hand.
Damn, he thought, I feel like such a playboy—just got Zhu Zhuqing's sister as a partner, and now I'm seamlessly switching to flirt with Zhu Zhuqing.
If this had happened in my past life, I'd definitely have been scolded to death!
But even so, Dai Weisi didn't let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand. After all, he had finally transmigrated into Douluo Continent—a world full of beautiful women—and not having a harem would be a waste of such an opportunity.
He hugged the slender waists of his two wives, sighing internally: This is the real life,
not the kind where you're born just to work hard—that's what they call "life."
The three of them walked side by side, like on a date in the forest. After two hours, suddenly, a deafening roar shattered the silence!
"Roar—roar!"
Upon hearing the tiger's roar, Dai Weisi's eyes lit up. For such a roar to echo through Star Dou Great Forest, it had to be from an extremely powerful spirit beast.
If you weren't strong yourself, roaring in the forest was basically asking for death.
"Vis, let's go check it out?" Zhu Zhuyun suggested. "Maybe there's a spirit beast suitable for me!"
"Okay, let's go!" Dai Weisi nodded lightly, leading the group toward the direction of the roar.
Before long, Dai Weisi saw three large tigers locked in battle—one purple and two black.
The purple tiger had a dark violet coat, with a blue face and fangs, fierce and brutal, blood constantly dripping from its mouth.
But it wasn't injured—the blood stains were from the two black tigers.
"That's... a Ghost Tiger?" Dai Weisi exclaimed. This dark purple tiger was indeed a Ghost Tiger.
Known for its terrifying speed and attack power, the Ghost Tiger is one of the stronger spirit beasts, extremely ferocious.
Any opponent daring to invade its territory faces a fight to the death.
Because of its incredible speed, even spirit beasts of similar cultivation avoid fighting it.
It possesses the innate talent Shadow Clone, allowing it to split into several combat-effective clones to assist in battle.
In the original story, Zhu Zhuqing's fourth spirit skill—Netherworld Shadow Link—came from hunting a Ghost Tiger around five thousand years old.
This Ghost Tiger in front of them had a cultivation level well beyond five thousand years—at least forty thousand years—and was larger than the other two black tigers.
"Impressive, that's a forty-thousand-year-old Ghost Tiger," Lin Qiuyang murmured, then glanced at the two battered black tigers beside it.
"Those two black tigers are Netherworld Demon Tigers, one of the agile offensive spirit beasts. While they don't have the insane speed of the Ghost Tiger, their attack power far surpasses that of Ghost Tigers at the same level."
No matter whether it's the Ghost Tiger or the Netherworld Demon Tiger, both are solitary creatures, only coming together in pairs during mating seasons to reproduce.
Those two Netherworld Demon Tigers were clearly a male and a female—one boasting a cultivation of 18,000 years, while the other was close to 4,500 years.
"Netherworld Demon Tiger..." Zhu Zhuyun pondered for a moment, then said, "If you absorb the soul ring of a Netherworld Demon Tiger, you might gain the Netherworld Spirit Cat's exclusive soul skill: Netherworld Slash!"
"That's right!" Lin Qiuyang nodded.
"Therefore, these two Netherworld Demon Tigers are perfect for the two princesses. However, that male tiger's cultivation of 18,000 years exceeds the fifth soul ring's limit by 6,000 years. I wonder if Princess Zhuyun can actually absorb it."
"Of course, no problem!" Zhu Zhuyun smiled confidently.
"I've taken the Lovesickness Heartbreaker Red and the Ninth-Grade Qingling Pill, which not only improved my talent but also boosted my spiritual power. I believe I can definitely absorb it!"
Dai Weisi gently held Zhu Zhuyun's hand, concern in his voice: "Zhuyun, are you sure? Don't push yourself too hard, okay?"
Zhu Zhuyun didn't show any hesitation, though Dai Weisi still wasn't sure how many years' worth of soul rings she could handle.
"Don't worry, Vis. As your official wife, I can't be too weak, can I?"
"Alright then, I support your decision. Let's take these two Netherworld Demon Tigers for ourselves. Director Lin, Uncle Li, that 40,000-year-old Ghost Tiger is yours."
"As you command! Watch my Xuan Iron Sword!"
Just as the two Netherworld Demon Tigers were about to be overwhelmed by the Ghost Tiger, Lin Qiuyang unleashed his Xuan Iron Sword. After consuming the Geng Metal Fruit, his sword became not only sharper but also infused with the power of Geng Metal, slicing through iron like mud—unstoppable!
"Damn beast, take my sword!"
First Soul Skill: Sharpness!
Lin Qiuyang's first soul skill increased the sharpness of the Xuan Iron Sword by 20%. The sword shot out like a dragon as he charged fiercely at the Ghost Tiger.
Bang—
The chilling Xuan Iron Sword was caught in the Ghost Tiger's massive jaws, scraping fiercely against its razor-sharp fangs.
"Roar...!"
The Ghost Tiger growled angrily. It was just about to enjoy a delicious meal, but now someone had come to ruin the feast.
Swish—
Its claws flashed out like knives, emitting a cold glint, aimed straight for Lin Qiuyang's throat!
Third Soul Skill: Frenzy!
Roar!
Li Hu howled toward the sky and slapped out with a mighty palm. The powerful strike collided fiercely with the Ghost Tiger's claws, producing a deafening boom!
(End of chapter)