58: Chapter 58 Yang Wudi's Eighth Soul Ring, Left Arm Soul Bone

"Junior Martial Uncle Golden Crocodile, I must trouble you to take Clan Chief Yang to obtain his eighth spirit ring."

Ji Xuan's calm words, however, caused Yang Wudi's heart to tremble.

He looked at Ji Xuan in disbelief—hunting for his eighth spirit ring?

And to personally request a Peak expert like Gold Crocodile Douluo to help him?

This level of regard was something he had never experienced in the Clear Sky Sect.

Those direct descendants of the Clear Sky Sect had always been arrogant, never once regarding the members of their affiliated Sects as equals.

During those years in the Clear Sky Sect, their four single-attribute clans were called affiliated Sects, but in reality, they were no different from tools.

Nearly eighty percent of the gold coins they earned each year were handed over to the Clear Sky Sect.

And when the Sect faced a crisis, they were merely discarded pawns that could be abandoned at will...

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Your Excellency Golden Crocodile!"

Yang Wudi collected his thoughts and bowed respectfully.

"Let's go."

Gold Crocodile Douluo was concise and to the point; he stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and then vanished into the horizon as a streak of light.

After watching the two depart, Ji Xuan looked at Qianjun Douluo standing to the side.

"Junior Martial Uncle Qian Jun, please return to Spirit Hall first. I plan to go into seclusion here for one year. Junior Martial Uncle Golden Crocodile is enough to stay here. How about you send someone again in a year?"

Qianjun Douluo pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Very well."

"I must also trouble you, Junior Martial Uncle, to take these Immortal Plants back."

As Ji Xuan spoke, he retrieved three jade boxes from his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse.

He gently opened the first jade box, and a fiery red Immortal Plant lay quietly inside.

The tip of the leaves was shaped like a cockscomb, with veins of crimson gold.

"Junior Martial Uncle, this is the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, intended for Junior Martial Uncle Lion."

Ji Xuan instructed him carefully:

"Remember, it must be swallowed whole when consumed; do not chew it."

"I will remember."

Qianjun Douluo took the jade box and was moved as he felt the immense fire-attribute energy within.

"If Fourth Brother sees this, he will likely be very excited."

Ji Xuan opened the second jade box.

An ice-blue flower came into view; its five translucent petals looked as if they were carved from ice crystals, and the stamen was a halo like a cold moon, emitting a biting chill.

This Immortal Plant was on par with the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and grew not far from the Cold Spring.

"This is the Frost Sky Cold Moon Flower, specifically prepared for Junior Martial Uncle Guangling."

Ji Xuan continued:

"Keep it in your mouth; do not swallow it. At the same time, you must protect your heart meridians with Soul Power to prevent the cold energy from eroding your body."

Qianjun Douluo nodded and carefully put the jade box away.

When the last jade box was opened, an entirely emerald-green Immortal Plant appeared before them.

The seven-colored flower blooming at the top was as thin as cicada wings, and the stamen was as delicate as silver threads.

"This is the Floating Light Passing Shadow Flower, for Junior Martial Uncle Qingluan. You only need to pluck the flower at the top and swallow it."

Ji Xuan gently closed the lid and handed over the jade box.

Ji Xuan paused, his tone carrying a hint of apology as he spoke:

"Please convey my regards to Master on my behalf. Master's cultivation has already reached the Peak, so these Immortal Plants are of no use to him. I hope Master will not blame this Disciple for his lack of foresight."

Qianjun Douluo laughed heartily:

"Xiao Xuan, you are overthinking it. Big Brother often talks about you; he is satisfied just knowing that you are doing well. How could he mind such things?"

He carefully packed away the three jade boxes and patted Ji Xuan on the shoulder.

"Cultivate in peace. Improving your own strength is what matters most."

After saying this, Qianjun Douluo transformed into a streak of light and vanished above the valley in the blink of an eye.

After Qian Jun left, Ji Xuan swept his gaze across the surroundings.

Of the Immortal Plants he had plucked, only the wonder-petal heavenly chrysanthemum, Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower, Snow-Colored Swan Kiss, and silk tulip remained.

The roots he had left behind had already begun to sprout new shoots. Perhaps in a few decades, there would be another batch of mature Immortal Plants.

Ji Xuan stopped thinking about it, withdrew his gaze, walked to the side of the Icefire Yin Yang Well, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Having absorbed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Delicate, cultivating beside the spring water yielded twice the result with half the effort.

...

Star Dou Great Forest, Core Area.

Gold Crocodile Douluo brought Yang Wudi and charged straight in, as if entering an empty land.

Gold Crocodile released the terrifying Mental Energy of a level 99 Limit Douluo.

Wherever they passed, everything fell into silence.

Even the most ferocious ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts usually found there lay dormant, not daring to make a single sound.

"Not far ahead, there are three Qian Jun Ants, all with cultivation levels over eighty thousand years. How about it?"

Yang Wudi's heart jolted.

"That will work."

Before long, three giant ants with dark gold bodies and the size of small hills appeared before them.

Their carapaces shimmered with a metallic luster, and their massive mandibles made clanging sounds.

They were none other than the three Qian Jun Ant Emperors.

Sensing their territory had been violated, they charged furiously at the two.

"Hmph, mere ants, daring to be impudent!"

Gold Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly, his Golden Crocodile King Spirit manifested, and nine spirit rings descended beneath his feet.

He stepped forward, his Soul Power surging, transforming into an invisible force that slammed into the three Ant Emperors.

"Boom!"

The three Ant Emperors were knocked backward by this force, crashing through several large trees in succession.

The largest of the Ant Emperors let out a furious screech, flapped its wings, and charged directly at Gold Crocodile Douluo.

"Oh? Interesting. It seems you are not far from ninety thousand years. Then I shall take you as a spirit ring!"

Gold Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed with a cold, sharp light; his figure flickered, transforming into a streak of golden light.

In the face of absolute strength, within just a few rounds, the Qian Jun Ant Emperor lay on the ground, on the verge of death.

Seeing that the situation was dire, the other two had long since fled.

"Go ahead."

Gold Crocodile withdrew his Spirit and spoke indifferently.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Yang Wudi suppressed his excitement, released his Soul Breaking Spear, and seven spirit rings descended beneath his feet.

"Puchi—"

Yang Wudi walked up to the Qian Jun Ant Emperor and pierced its hard carapace with a single thrust of his spear.

This was the Soul Breaking Spear after absorbing the Immortal Plant! Its attack power and penetration were even greater than before.

Before long, the Qian Jun Ant Emperor lost its life force.

A deep black spirit ring slowly condensed above the corpse.

Yang Wudi immediately sat cross-legged and began to draw in the spirit ring.

Gold Crocodile Douluo stood quietly to the side, acting as his Protector.

...

An hour later.

The deep black spirit ring suddenly expanded, radiating intense light, and then rapidly converged into Yang Wudi's body.

"Boom—"

Yang Wudi opened his eyes abruptly and rose to his feet.

The Soul Breaking Spear let out a joyful hum, eight spirit rings circled beneath his feet, and a powerful wave of Soul Power swept through the surroundings.

"Level 82 Peak!"

Yang Wudi felt the surging power within him, unable to hide his excitement.

His eighth Spirit Ability, 'Annihilation', a final strike that destroys all things.

Yang Wudi suppressed his emotions, flicked his wrist, and with a flash of black light from the Soul Breaking Spear, he sliced open the Qian Jun Ant Emperor's carapace.

A left arm Spirit Bone exuding powerful energy appeared before his eyes.

"A Spirit Bone!"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, bent down, and picked up the Spirit Bone.

He suppressed the waves of emotion in his heart and walked to Gold Crocodile Douluo's side.

"Your Excellency Gold Crocodile, let's go back."

"Are you not going to absorb this Spirit Bone?"

Gold Crocodile's tone was indifferent, but a hint of scrutiny flashed deep in his eyes.

Yang Wudi shook his head without hesitation, his gaze firm.

"Such a treasure should rightfully be offered to Master."

Gold Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed with a glimmer of approval, and he nodded slightly.

"Very well, then let us return."

Immediately, the two transformed into two streaks of light and sped off in the direction of the Sunset Forest.