Chapter Nine, the First Soul Ring of the Blue Silver Grass

Do not go over there, wait and see. The vitality of serpent-type soul beasts is extremely tenacious; they do not die easily.

The master casually tossed it towards Luo Sanpao, and with a burst of excited chattering, it swiftly devoured two white radishes

The firebrand ignited in the wind, illuminating that area as it rolled. This time, the master also noticed the presence of the snake's head. He inhaled sharply, "It is a Mandragora snake. How could such a ferocious creature appear on the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest? I hope it is only a ten-year-old one."

I also do not know what happened; my hands are sweaty, and it seems I suddenly slipped. Teacher, I just waved the short sword you gave me randomly, and it seems I stabbed that snake.

Tang San's eyes lit up, "Adding a tenacity effect, preferably with toxicity. That's right, both of these characteristics are possessed by the Mandrake Snake."

The yellow halo shone brightly once again as Luo Sanpao leaped into the air with a frantic inhalation. Although he had consumed the white radish, he had not yet recovered from the previous attack he expended on the Nether Wolf, leaving him with only the strength for two attacks at this moment

"Farting like thunder, the three cannon shots of Luo Sanpao shake the heavens and split the earth." Having conveyed this, the master immediately ordered Luo Sanpao to launch the attack

Faced with the formidable century-old Mandala Serpent, he had already exerted all his strength in that fleeting moment. Had the technique of controlling the crane to catch the dragon not drawn the head of the Saruman Serpent towards him, the outcome would have been entirely different.

With a deliberate stumble, Tang San fell directly to the ground.

The internal energy of the Xuantian Skill within his body seemed to be ignited by this sudden force, as a wave of heat instantly spread to every part of his body, making Tang San feel as if he could breathe fire just by opening his mouth

"Teacher, over there," Tang San pointed in the direction where the snake's head was raised. At that moment, the master had no time to ponder why Tang San could see a place that he himself could not. He quickly took a fire stick from his wrist soul guide and threw it in that direction.

"Run quickly." The Master merely glanced at the Mandala Snake that had been flipped over and had no further thoughts. The cultivation age of the Mandala Snake is also related to its body size. Before evolving into a thousand-year soul beast, for every additional year of cultivation, its body length increases by one centimeter. This Sand Mandala Snake, whose body length when flipped was definitely over three meters, was even approaching four meters, which means its cultivation age was nearly four hundred years. The Master did not believe that with his strength as a Rank 29 Great Soul Master, he could contend with such a soul beast, especially since his own martial soul was not particularly strong. This Sand Mandala Snake, whose body length when flipped was definitely over three meters, was even approaching four meters, which means its cultivation age was nearly four hundred years. The Master did not believe that with his strength as a Rank 29 Great Soul Master, he could contend with such a soul beast, especially since his own martial soul was not particularly strong

"It is the Nether Wolf." The master's voice was somewhat deep, yet there was no trace of panic. "Xiao San, do not move here."

The master spoke in a deep voice: "The venom of the Mandala Snake is extremely potent, not only causing paralysis but also inflicting significant damage to the body's nervous system. It is one of the most terrifying entities among poison attribute soul beasts. Its body is exceptionally resilient, making it difficult for ordinary blades to inflict harm; only its mouth and eyes are vulnerable. However, the Mandala Snake is very adept at protecting these two areas, and its speed is astonishingly swift. The most frightening aspect is its aggressiveness. It almost always attacks when encountering humans. The Mandala Snake is very adept at protecting these two areas, and its speed is astonishingly swift. The most frightening aspect is its aggressiveness. It almost always attacks when encountering humans. Realgar powder may not be able to restrain it for long; it is waiting for an opportunity."

At this moment, the Master still did not forget to instruct Tang San, "The body structure of wolves and dogs is quite similar, often described as having copper heads, iron bones, and tofu waists. Their waists are the most vulnerable points of their entire bodies." As he spoke, the Master strode forward, and at some point, a short knife had appeared in his hand. He swiftly slashed the necks of the two immobile Nether Wolves and then scattered some realgar powder over them to mask the smell of blood.

With a crisp sound, a series of sparks erupted from the hard scales of the Salamander. The intense pain caused it to emit another croaking cry.

At a critical moment, Tang San made a decisive move, channeling almost all of his Xuantian Skill power into his hands. A blue light flickered in his palms as he inhaled and exhaled with his left hand, causing his body to shift to a different position under the influence of the Ghost Shadow Mysterious Steps.

The bodies of the six Nether Wolves were thrown up like broken burlap sacks under Luo Sanpao's attack, landing more than ten meters away. Two of the Nether Wolves crashed into a tree trunk, letting out a mournful cry, yet they could not rise again.

The master presented Tang San with a precious sword, measuring one foot two inches. Although it is not long, it is sufficient to pierce the brain of the mandala snake. That constitutes a fatal injury

The mandala snake swiftly darted through the yellow smoke, yet it was not successfully hypnotized. Being a paragon among poisons, its resistance to toxins is far superior to that of ordinary soul beasts, and at this moment, it only experienced a slight reduction in speed

Although twenty catties of white radish is not a small amount, Tang San's speed in throwing it with the hand-slinging arrow is also quite fast. In a short while, the stock in the "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" has already been exhausted along with the books.

The aura of Luo Sanpao seemed to make them feel somewhat uneasy, as they advanced in a semi-arc formation.

The characteristics of the mutated martial soul can no longer be understood by ordinary martial soul theory. The Three Cannons can reduce the consumption of my soul power by consuming food. Moreover, it possesses only three offensive powers, and each time an attack is used, it must be immediately replenished

Luo Sanpao's speed was by no means slow, closely following Master and Tang San, with a look of panic evident in his large eyes

The rustling sound ceased, and Tang San activated the Xuantian Skill, pushing the Purple Extreme Demon Eye to its limit as he gazed in that direction. In the dimness, he seemed to see a dark green three-headed snake head rising among the bushes, its pair of ruby-like small eyes staring in their direction. Perhaps deterred by the effect of the realgar powder, it did not approach any further.

Faint yellow light spots began to gather above the body of the Mandala Snake. Unlike the ten-year Nether Wolf Soul Ring that Tang San had seen before, the yellow halo produced by the Mandala Snake was very distinct, and its brilliance was much brighter than that of the Nether Wolf's halo. Even without direct contact, one could clearly sense the immense energy contained within.

Did he kill the Master to silence him? Tang San believed that, with the power and uniqueness of the silent sleeve arrow, he had at least a seventy percent chance of succeeding, as Luo Sanpao was no longer capable of attacking. But how could he possibly do such a thing? The Master was his teacher; although they had only spent a few days together, Tang San had already earned his sincere respect. There was no choice but to lie.

Such precise techniques

The two soul rings returned to the Master, and his entire body radiated with a faint glow of soul power. His speed reached its limit as he pulled Tang San with one hand, swiftly advancing like a star in a leap. They hoped to escape the pursuit of the Mandala Snake

Tang San felt a surge of joy in his heart; this seemed to be the inner vision realm within internal power. In his previous life, he had been too old to experience this realm while cultivating the Xuantian Treasure Record, and he never expected it to manifest when absorbing the first soul ring.

With a roar, all the heat surged forth, and Tang San felt as if the scorching breath had melted his body.

The serpent, as if provoked by the fire starter, slowly raised its head, emitting a hissing sound towards Luo Sanpao. However, the deterrent effect of the realgar powder remained, and it ultimately did not advance.

"San Pao, block it for a moment." At the master's command, Luo San Pao's chubby body rolled over and charged towards the Mandala Snake, attempting to use his body to obstruct its advance

Amidst the thunderous roar, Luo Sanpao's super thunderous fart erupted with great force. Although the speed of the Mandala snake was swift, Luo Sanpao's attack was area-based, making escape impossible.

Upon hearing Tang San's words, the Master was filled with satisfaction, "Xiao San, let's begin"

There are a total of six wolf-type soul beasts, each measuring approximately 1.6 meters in length, their bodies displaying a steel gray color, with the eerie green glow emanating from their eyes. At this moment, they are slowly approaching the direction of Luo Sanpao.

The two soul rings of the master can respectively bestow the effects of Thunder Shock and Hypnosis to Luo Sanpao's skills. At this point, they have been fully utilized

From the master's perspective, Tang San saw fervor. Due to the mutation of his martial soul, the master would never become a powerful soul master in his lifetime. Yet, he remained so dedicated, devoting all his life's energy to the study of martial souls.

A faint purple light emanated from the master's hand, and with a gesture towards the soul ring produced by one of the spectral wolves, the soul ring floated over and circled around the master's body. However, it did not penetrate.

However, this mandala snake is not only incredibly fast, but also exceptionally responsive. With a swift movement of its body, it evaded the collision from Luo Sanpao while simultaneously biting him.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and a faint rustling sound clearly reached Tang San's ears. In the air, there seemed to be a hint of a metallic scent, which was not strong, but carried a subtle sweetness and the fragrance of tea.

After unleashing that sword strike with all his might, Tang San swiftly retreated, just managing to evade the sweeping tail of the Mandala Snake at the critical moment. The saying goes, a centipede with a hundred legs does not die easily; Tang San, who understood the characteristics of snakes very well, would never assume that the Mandala Snake would die immediately.

Under the pull of that淡蓝色光芒, the century-old Mandala Serpent Soul Ring slowly flew towards Tang San.

A sharp, piercing sound echoed as Tang San was being pulled forward by the Master. He turned back to look, and to his astonishment, the Mandala Snake, which had been sent flying by Luo Sanpao, was completely unscathed. As soon as it landed, it immediately sprang back into action, darting towards them. Its whip-like body would spring back up like a spring with every contact with the ground, moving at an incredibly fast speed, continuously approaching Tang San and the Master.

The light blue grass blades began to turn deep blue, adorned with faint black patterns that were identical to those on the body of the previous mandala snake

The Mandala Snake, in terms of both speed and strength, is beyond what Tang San can contend with at present. As the snake's head lunges forward, Tang San steps into the Ghost Shadow Misty Steps, his body swaying slightly as he has already shifted laterally by three feet. Tang San understands that for him, there is only one opportunity; if he fails, the Mandala Snake will never be deceived again.

"Little San." The master's urgent call startled Tang San awake. He knew that everything he had just done was inevitably laid bare before the master. His soul did not belong to this world, and all of this was clearly something that no one could know. What to do?

The master observed that every time Tang San threw out the white radish, his left hand had the thumb tucked in, with the palm facing down and the other four fingers extended together. The movement was simple and effective. Although there was a hint of panic on Tang San's small face, he did not seem to be afraid

In the Tang Sect, the ability to discern location by sound is merely a rudimentary skill, which Tang San naturally possesses. The next scene filled the master with shock. Tang San's left hand continuously brushed against his waist and then flicked out, sending one white radish after another shooting out. Although the force was insufficient to harm the Mandala Snake, it was always able to obstruct its body just as it was about to catch up to them

Looking on, the soul rings were about to appear. Under the master's reminder, Tang San noticed that with the death of the two ten-year-old Spectral Wolves, a faint circle of white light gradually rose from their bodies, the white light rippling ethereally in the air, seemingly on the verge of dispersing at any moment

A stout white radish shot out swiftly, and with a thud, it struck the body of the mandrake snake, causing the soul beast, which was already within striking distance and ready to attack, to momentarily halt and be pulled back a few paces.

Such a domineering power

He suddenly released the master's hand, his body turning in mid-air. With a lift of his left hand, a streak of black light shot out silently. The meticulously crafted sleeve arrow had finally made its debut.

Soon, a yellow halo appeared above Tang San's head, leaving him no opportunity to react. The yellow halo suddenly contracted, transforming into a solid golden ring the size of a bracelet, which directly settled onto the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in the palm of his right hand

Tang San did not feel fear due to the Master's introduction. In his previous life at the Tang Sect in Bashu, there were numerous species of snakes, and although this particular Mandala snake was not among them, Tang San was not lacking in experience dealing with snakes. The sharp head of this snake indicated its potent venom, while the thickness of its neck suggested that its weakness was not located at the seven-inch mark. However, it remained uncertain what kind of attack methods this soul-powered snake possessed. The sharp head of this snake indicated its potent venom, while the thickness of its neck suggested that its weakness was not located at the seven-inch mark. However, it remained uncertain what kind of attack methods this soul-powered snake possessed

Is this acceptable? Tang San felt a bit like laughing, but seeing the hint of bitterness in the teacher's eyes, he dared not laugh out loud. He could imagine how embarrassing it must be to possess a martial soul that uses farting as an attack method among soul masters. Moreover, the master's personality is proud; how could he possibly feel good about it

The master nodded seriously and said, "Indeed, that is it. The Mandala Snake, before reaching a thousand years of cultivation, grows one centimeter in length for every year it survives. This particular Mandala Snake is nearly four meters long, which means it has close to four hundred years of cultivation. It is just about at the limit for a Soul Master to absorb their first soul ring. With your innate full soul power, absorbing its soul ring will be absolutely no problem"

The three cannons of Luo Sanpao have all been fired, and its body has noticeably shrunk a lot. At this point, it is too late to supplement it with carrots.

As the struggles of the mandala snake grew weaker, the master gradually let out a sigh of relief. Soon after, the expression on his face began to change, with the previous panic slowly transforming into ecstasy. "Wonderful, this is truly wonderful. Xiao San, your soul ring has found its place."

A massive snake was seen being lifted off the ground and thrown far away.

"Teacher, what are you saying? You can't be referring to this snake, can you?" Tang San looked at the master in surprise

The master snorted coldly, "A group of level 10 little wolves dares to disturb me. Three cannons."

At this moment, the master had relaxed, his eyes filled with a confident glow. "One of the ten core competencies of the Spirit Master Realm that I have researched and proposed is the theory of Spirit Mimicry. Plant-type spirits do not necessarily have to absorb soul rings from plant-type soul beasts, and beast-type spirits are not necessarily unable to absorb plant soul rings. Under various conditions, these two can absorb each other. I have previously mentioned to you that one of the major advantages of the Blue Silver Grass is its non-exclusivity. Because it is inherently weak, it does not reject any attributes added by soul rings, but rather passively integrates them. Therefore, absorbing the soul ring of the Mandala Snake is not a problem. At the same time, do you still remember what kind of soul ring we are looking for?"

After this thrilling experience, Tang San has secretly resolved that upon returning, he must find a way to arm himself as much as possible. Before mastering the Xuantian Skill, various mechanical traps and hidden weapons are evidently the best choice, and they are also what Tang San is most skilled at.

This was the last sentence Tang San heard from the Master. In the next moment, he closed his eyes, and his consciousness was completely immersed in that boiling ocean

Luo Sanpao's bright blue eyes suddenly lit up, and the yellow halo surrounding him seemed to transform into a curtain of light. His round body abruptly sprang up, astonishingly ascending to a height of 5 meters. In mid-air, he turned his form, and a thunderous roar erupted in an instant.

The master reached out and caught him; after all, he was a Level 29 Soul Master. Although his martial soul was somewhat lacking, his soul power remained. He supported Tang San and asked, "Xiao San, how are you?"

However, teacher, my martial soul is a plant, and this mandala snake is a beast-type soul beast. Can I make it a soul ring? Will there be any conflict?

The reaction of the Mandala Snake was even faster than Tang San had imagined. A hidden arrow was shot towards the left eye of the Mandala Snake. In an instant, its body twisted rapidly in mid-air, and as the snake's head lowered, it surprisingly evaded the critical hit. However, the speed of the hidden arrow was simply too fast, and it still struck its body.

At this moment, it has reached a critical juncture of life and death. Tang San is acutely aware of the consequences of being entangled with such a massive soul beast, which appears to possess excellent strength, speed, and toxicity. This is no longer a time to conceal one's abilities

This is the soul ring; they are the ones I have killed. If my soul power happens to meet the advancement requirements, I can now absorb these soul rings to achieve the purpose of advancement. The specific method is to use my own soul power to draw the soul rings to myself, and then immediately begin meditating to absorb the energy of the soul rings

In fact, the Master did not see as much as Tang San had imagined. After all, this was in the dead of night, and the Master did not possess the visual abilities of his Purple Extreme Magic Eye. In the darkness, the Master could only vaguely see Tang San's body retreating backward, along with the flickering light on the blue short sword. As for the crisp sound of the hidden arrow striking the Shaloman Snake, the Master did not even notice it.

The master unexpectedly had two masks in hand, and immediately gave one to Tang San, while putting the other on his own face

At that moment, the cry of the mutated martial soul, Luo Sanpao, suddenly rang out

The master gazed deeply at his disciple and said: "Whether it is ordinary soul masters or those fellows from the Spirit Hall, they all scoff at my theory of the ten core competencies, and no one believes it. In the past, no soul master was willing to absorb different types of soul rings to enhance themselves. Little Three, would you be willing to give it a try? Although I have absolute confidence in the theory, no one has ever attempted it. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The reason my proposed ten core competencies remain merely a theory and not a truth is that no one is willing to put it into practice"

Luo San Pao continuously emitted a series of chattering sounds, seemingly threatening the approaching entities. The master did not notice that a layer of purple light flickered in Tang San's eyes, and the objects in the darkness became clear to him.

Just as the master was nearly in despair, even feeling the chill of the mandala snake's fangs, he suddenly noticed that Tang San, whom he was holding, had moved. Turning his head to look, he saw Tang San touch the waist of the "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" with his left hand, and then, without looking back, he swung his head back.

For such a person, Tang San felt genuine respect, not only for Master as an individual but also for his research achievements. "Master, allow me to be the one to help you put this into practice. I believe your research is infallible"

The surging power of the soul ring instantly baptized Tang San's body, but what puzzled him was that such a scorching energy did not destroy the Blue Silver Grass martial soul

The martial soul and the host are one entity, and the master immediately became aware, springing up and looking in a certain direction

"Luo Luo, Luo Luo, Luo Luo..." A sudden urgent call rang out, and the bitterness in the master's eyes was instantly replaced by a cold glint as he grasped Tang San's hand firmly

The master stared at the Mandala snake as it was terrifyingly wreaking havoc and reproached, "Why did you suddenly let go just now? Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?"

The Mandala Snake was thoroughly enraged, its scales glowing simultaneously. A faint yellow light covered the dark green scales, and its speed suddenly increased, almost in an instant it pounced in front of Tang San.

"Farting like smoke, hypnotizing and putting Luo Sanpao to sleep." The master unleashed another powerful move, and Luo Sanpao spiraled in the air. With a puff, a cloud of yellow gas erupted from its plump rear, spreading through the air.

The master is well aware of the habits of the mandala snake, a ferocious soul beast that has one flaw: it lacks patience. If it is unable to capture its target prey for a period of time, it will easily give up.

At a critical moment, Tang San's heart became remarkably calm. As he circulated the Xuantian Skill throughout his body, this authentic and superior Taoist internal power allowed him to enter a state of tranquility akin to still water. Watching the mandala snake's wide-open mouth, he showed no signs of panic. With a flip of his right hand, the short sword given to him by the master had already turned into his palm.

Tang San felt as if his right hand had plunged into lava, a surge of scorching energy wildly pouring in, a violent flow of heat instantly rushing into his body, and in that moment, his internal organs felt as if they were ablaze. His body involuntarily trembled violently.

Luo Sanpao let out a low roar, and a sound akin to a howling hurricane filled the air as it inhaled. Its already plump belly expanded at an astonishing speed, resembling a ball that was gradually inflating

However, the mandala snake they encountered today was particularly persistent. It was unclear whether it was provoked by Luo Sanpao's flatulence and realgar powder, but it relentlessly pursued the master and Tang San, moving with astonishing speed. It was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes had completely turned purple. With the effect of the Purple Extreme Magic Eyes, he was able to clearly see every movement of the Mandala Snake

With a cry of despair, Luo Sanpao's body fell towards the ground. The master waved his hands, and Luo Sanpao's body instantly transformed into a beam of purple light, reintegrating into his own body.

Suddenly, a light flickered in his consciousness. Tang San seemed to see himself immersed in a sea of flames, and right in the center of this inferno, a solitary blue silver grass swayed gently amidst the flames. No matter how intense the fire was, it could not destroy it.

Tang San instinctively put on a mask, yet his eyes remained fixed on Luo Sanpao's actions without blinking. Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a yellow light shield suddenly erupted, covering all six Ten-Year Nether Wolves within its grasp.

He grasped Tang San's hand, and indeed, his palm was covered in cold sweat. The Master could easily guess that Tang San had struck the Mandala Snake, and it was highly likely that he had hit its vital point. Otherwise, how could such a fierce and vengeful soul beast suddenly cease its pursuit

The other several Nether Wolves rolled on the ground, and Tang San, with the clarity of his Purple Extreme Magic Eyes, could see that blood was flowing from the mouths and noses of these Nether Wolves, indicating how powerful the previous shockwave had been. Accompanied by a series of whimpering sounds, aside from the two Nether Wolves that lay on the ground unable to rise, the others quickly fled.

Tang San inwardly lamented the missed opportunity. The sleeve arrows, relying on the mechanism, were launched with both speed and power. However, they lacked finesse, only capable of a straightforward attack against the opponent. This is a common flaw of mechanism-based hidden weapons. Moreover, he was astonished by the defense of the Mandala Snake. It is worth noting that although he had only three sleeve arrows, they were all crafted from iron mother, and the mechanism's launching power was exceptionally strong. Yet, they still failed to inflict any real harm on the soul beast before him. He was indeed surprised by the Mandala Snake's defense. It is worth noting that although he had only three sleeve arrows, they were all crafted from iron mother, and the mechanism's launching power was exceptionally strong. Yet, they still failed to inflict any real harm on the soul beast before him

Under the baking of the flames, the Blue Silver Grass began to undergo a transformation. The originally slender blades of grass started to lengthen and widen, and the faint blue gradually deepened. The deep blue blades of grass spread out in the ocean of flames, moving gracefully, as if countless sand serpents were writhing in the fire

A blue, shimmering light seemed to appear out of nowhere, quietly waiting there. Just at the moment when the head of the mandala snake turned, just before its mouth closed, poof—

Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and, suppressing the weakness of his exhausted state, slowly gathered the remaining soul power into his palm. Accompanied by a faint blue halo, Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm, emanating a subtle breath of life that gently swayed with the fluctuations of the soul power

The master cast a bitter glance at him and said: "You have also seen that San Pao's method of attack is flatulence. If you don't wear a mask, you would probably be unable to endure the smell by now. The soul beasts cannot tolerate it either, which is why those Nether Wolves ran away so quickly. White radish is unmatched when it comes to inducing flatulence. With the supplement of two pieces, approximately half an hour later, the attack used by San Pao will be restored."

Regardless of how the power of the soul ring impacts your body, remember to remain clear-headed; only in this way can you better utilize the power of the soul ring in the future

"Does San Pao only eat white radishes?" Tang San asked

The master pulled Tang San behind him and said, "Xiao San, now I will teach you a theory. When there are many rings and many bones, unleash your skills in a wave; when there are few rings and few bones, just run away. Here, 'rings' refer to soul rings, and 'bones' refer to soul bones. I will explain soul bones to you later. In other words, when your number of soul rings and soul bones significantly exceeds that of your opponent, you should launch a full-scale attack using your soul skills and soul power to completely defeat the enemy. Conversely, when your soul rings and soul bones are significantly fewer than those of your opponent, do not hesitate; run away immediately. In essence, when your soul rings and soul bones significantly exceed those of your opponent, you should launch a full-scale attack using your soul skills and soul power to completely defeat the enemy. However, when your soul rings and soul bones are significantly fewer than those of your opponent, do not hesitate; run away immediately. Preserving your life is the most important thing. Your face is never more important than your life. If this Mandra snake is a ten-year soul beast, then we can still fight; if it is a hundred-year soul beast, run away immediately.

With a wave of his hand, the master sent forth a yellow halo from his body, which enveloped Luo Sanpao. He then shouted sternly, "Farting like thunder, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth, Luo Sanpao."

Tang San's nose twitched, and he instinctively blurted out, "There is poison."

At this moment, the sky had completely darkened, and faintly, more than ten ghostly green light spots were approaching their direction

The mandala snake suddenly felt a force pulling from the side of its head, causing its head to turn uncontrollably. At that moment, it had its mouth wide open, ready to close, as it was about to strike Tang San.

The nearly four-meter-long serpent's body stiffened for an instant, and the short sword measuring one foot two inches had already completely entered its mouth. In the next moment, the Mandala serpent's body began to thrash violently, and in an instant, the ground was filled with flying sand and stones. Wherever its hard body swept past, whether it was shrubs or small trees, they were all as if subjected to the ravages of a tornado, their branches and leaves shattered and scattered.

Come, my first soul ring, you will determine whether I can master the Tang Sect's ultimate skills, and you will also decide whether I can inherit my teacher's hopes

The master and apprentice stood at a distance, cautiously observing as the mandrake snake gradually calmed down from its frenzied struggles. Its body twisted continuously on the ground, shattering the plants beneath it and exposing the soil underneath.

Oh. Tang San reached to his waist and took out two white radishes from the night of the bright moon at the Twenty-Four Bridges, handing them to the master

Tang San was gasping heavily, not out of pretense, but because he was already somewhat exhausted

The master fixed his gaze intently on the approaching soul ring and said in a deep voice: "Sit cross-legged and focus on your martial soul"

The cultivation of a Soul Master is an extremely important process before the age of twenty. It can be said that the achievements before the age of twenty determine future success. Level 30 is a threshold that separates two worlds. If you can cross this threshold before turning twenty, your future prospects will be limitless. If you cannot cross it by the age of twenty, then you will never be able to leap over it. Youth is an advantage; being young means having potential. Therefore, you cannot afford to waste a single minute now. Your first and second soul ring teachers can still assist you, but when it comes time for you to obtain your third soul ring, your teachers will likely be powerless to help, and you will have to rely solely on yourself. The cultivation of soul power cannot be achieved through shortcuts; it can only be increased through meditation to operate one's own soul power. Although you have the innate advantage of full soul power, you must not become complacent; otherwise, you will not be worthy of being my disciple.

Tang San sat down cross-legged in place, focusing his attention on the martial soul in his right hand. At this moment, as the century-old Mandala Snake soul ring approached, he felt an unprecedented and powerful pressure, causing a faint sound to emanate from his bones under this pressure

At this moment, the master felt a profound sense of despair, as the memories of his entire life echoed in his mind. He longed to ask the heavens why his life had been so unfortunate. Why? What was the reason for this? He even felt that he had brought misfortune upon the child Tang San.

The master waved his right hand, this time placing both of his halos onto Luo Sanpao. He cautiously looked in the direction from which the rustling sound came, "Tonight is unexpectedly restless."

The body of the mandala snake has gradually become motionless, its vital head pierced by a sharp blade. Even if its vitality is exceptionally strong, it cannot escape the inevitable fate of death

In Tang San's previous life, any person in the martial world could name this technique, which is a basic method among the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, known as the "Flicking Arrow." This technique utilizes the inertia generated by swinging the arm to launch the hidden weapon. It is the most straightforward method; although it cannot be described as exquisite, it is extremely effective at this moment

My current soul power is insufficient for advancement, so the soul ring cannot be absorbed by me. Within one hour, it will dissipate on its own. Xiao San, bring me two white radishes

Tang San suddenly released his grip, but the Master had already instinctively dashed out over ten meters. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and at this moment, it was too late to save Tang San.

Teacher, you scared me to death. Why didn't that snake chase after us