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As a Level 79 Power Attack-type Battle Soul Saint, Li Hu's might was undeniable. With a single palm strike, carrying the force of thunder, he easily subdued the Ghost Tiger with just one hand.
"Hmph! A mere forty-thousand-year-old soul beast dares to act fierce before me? Looking for a beating! Hah!"
Li Hu let out a thunderous shout as he activated his Martial Soul True Form. His entire body transformed into a massive brown-yellow tiger that roared furiously, sending the Ghost Tiger flying dozens of meters with a single slap.
As a Power Attack-type Soul Saint, Li Hu possessed overwhelming strength—now amplified further by his Martial Soul True Form. The Ghost Tiger was flung away like a kite with its string cut, utterly powerless to resist.
"Roar!!"
The Ghost Tiger howled defiantly at the sky. It had always been the predator—when had it ever been humiliated like this?
With its roar, two identical copies of the Ghost Tiger appeared on either side of it. Although identical in appearance, the clones only possessed half the strength of the original.
Lin Qiuyang, sword in hand, said, "Steward Li, I'll handle the main body. Leave the two clones to you."
"Yes!"
Whoosh, whoosh!
Li Hu and Lin Qiuyang shot forward simultaneously, charging at the Ghost Tiger. Meanwhile, Dai Weisi strolled over to the two heavily wounded Nether Demon Tigers.
The Nether Demon Tigers bared their fangs at Dai Weisi with fierce expressions. They secretly gathered strength in their limbs, waiting for him to get closer—then they would strike and swallow him whole!
But how could such petty tricks escape the perception of Dai Weisi's Ice-Fire Evil Eyes?
A faint smirk tugged at his lips. "White Tiger Domain—activate!"
Boom!
A surge of extreme Golden-type soul power swept across the battlefield, enveloping the tigers in its domain. The pressure Dai Weisi released radiated with kingly might. The male tiger immediately wilted, lowering its head and trembling, unable to meet Dai Weisi's gaze.
"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Diamond Transformation!"
His third soul ring flared to life, and Dai Weisi's body rapidly bulked up. Muscles swelled so massively that they tore through his shirt.
His hulking physique looked even more exaggerated than those seen in anime!
Dai Weisi clamped both hands on the Nether Demon Tigers' heads and shouted, "Ladies—now's your chance!"
The sisters exchanged glances and nodded slightly.
"Third Soul Skill: Nether Spring Descent!"
Zhu Zhuyun unleashed her third soul skill—Nether Spring Descent—a type of illusion-based technique that could trap enemies in terrifying hallucinations.
In the original story, when Zhu Zhuqing was still a child, Zhu Zhuyun had used this very skill to torment her, driving her into isolation and despair.
A flash of purple gleamed through Zhu Zhuyun's brown eyes. In just one glance, the two Nether Demon Tigers became dazed, their eyes vacant like puppets as they fell into the illusion.
"What a powerful soul skill," Dai Weisi muttered. "This technique is nearly on par with the Sharingan's illusion abilities."
If Zhu Zhuyun were to take the Wangchuan Autumn Water Dew, the power of this skill would undoubtedly rise to an even greater level.
"Sister, let's strike together!"
"Yes!"
The two sisters drew their daggers. Taking advantage of the tigers' stunned state, they swiftly dispatched them. Soul power surged from the tigers' corpses and condensed into one black and one purple soul ring.
Without delay, the sisters sat down cross-legged to begin absorbing the rings. Meanwhile, Dai Weisi and Anna stood guard to protect them during the process.
Elsewhere, the battle between Lin Qiuyang, Li Hu, and the Ghost Tiger was nearing its conclusion.
The Ghost Tiger clones were fast, but still no match for Li Hu in his Martial Soul True Form. Within a minute, Li Hu had taken them both down.
At the same time, Lin Qiuyang had also activated his Martial Soul True Form, doubling his combat strength. After unleashing his eighth soul skill, he swiftly defeated the original Ghost Tiger.
"What a pity about this soul ring," Lin Qiuyang murmured as he gazed at the Ghost Tiger's corpse. "If I could have absorbed it, I might have gained the ability to create clones… or split my Black Iron Sword into two, greatly enhancing my combat capabilities."
Li Hu chuckled. "No need for regret, Dean Lin. Once you reach Rank 90, you can still hunt a Ghost Tiger and claim its soul ring."
"Haha, true enough!" Lin Qiuyang laughed heartily. "Let's go. The two consorts should already be absorbing their soul rings. We'll guard them."
Just as he turned to leave, sharp-eyed Li Hu suddenly noticed a dark purple gleam flickering inside the chest cavity of the Ghost Tiger's corpse.
A bold idea sparked in his mind. He hurriedly called out, "Wait, Dean Lin! Do you see something inside this Ghost Tiger's body?"
"Oh?" Lin Qiuyang paused, curiosity piqued. Something inside the corpse? Could it be…
He quickly realized the possibility—the thing inside a soul beast's corpse was likely a soul bone!
Without hesitation, Lin Qiuyang summoned his Black Iron Sword and began to dismantle the Ghost Tiger's corpse. Soon enough, a dark purple trunk bone appeared before them.
Li Hu's eyes lit up with excitement. "Looks like I was right—this is indeed a soul bone, and it's a trunk bone!"
"Exactly," Lin Qiuyang confirmed. "What's even rarer is that it's a forty-thousand-year-old soul bone. Not only does it enhance a soul master's physical body, but it also grants a soul bone skill." He carefully extracted the bone and handed it over to Dai Weisi for safekeeping.
Hearing that the Ghost Tiger Lin Qiuyang killed had dropped a soul bone, Dai Weisi's eyes brightened. He quickly took the trunk bone.
"This is some serious luck—getting a forty-thousand-year-old trunk bone," Dai Weisi said with a smile, glancing at Zhu Zhuyun, who was still absorbing her soul ring. "Why not give this soul bone to Zhuyun? Since Ghost Tigers are agility-type soul beasts, their soul bones should suit her perfectly."
Three hours later, Zhu Zhuqing slowly awoke. After taking the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone and the ninth-grade Qingling Pill, absorbing a millennium-old soul ring was naturally no problem.
Seeing her awake, Dai Weisi smiled warmly. "Zhuqing, how are you feeling? What's your soul power level now?"
"Hehe, Brother Dai Weisi, my soul power has already broken through to level 37. I'm officially an agility-type Soul Respecter now."
"Level 37? Not bad, not bad! Is your third soul skill Nether Slash?"
"That's right!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, smiling. "My Nether Slash is a single-target skill with extremely high attack power. It compensates for my lack of raw attack strength."
"Good, that's important. With this skill, even when facing much stronger opponents, you won't be completely outmatched—you'll have a fighting chance."
Dai Weisi then glanced over at Zhu Zhuyun, who was still absorbing a soul ring—this one a fifth-ring soul bone aged 18,000 years, four times the age of Zhuqing's.
Two hours later, Zhu Zhuyun finally woke, feeling the changes within. She couldn't help but smirk and report to Dai Weisi, "Hehe, how about that, Dai Weisi? I did it! I can now absorb soul rings beyond my level, just like you! My soul power has reached level 52. And my Nether Slash? Its attack power is even stronger than Zhuqing's!"
"Hehe, that's my awesome wife!" Dai Weisi ruffled Zhu Zhuyun's hair. "Since you're such an outstanding wife, how could your husband not reward you? Here—this trunk bone is yours."
He handed over the forty-thousand-year-old trunk bone to Zhu Zhuyun, who immediately had stars in her eyes.
She had thought the 'reward' Dai Weisi mentioned would be something a bit more… intimate tonight. Never expected he'd just give her a soul bone outright!
(End of chapter)