But you are just a fake Soul Master who has only reached level 30 and doesn't even have your third Soul Ring yet!

Lu Ming instinctively wanted to say that, but Qian Yuelong preemptively asked, "Do you remember what happened before you lost consciousness?"

Lu Ming was stunned, trying hard to recall his still hazy memories, and organized his thoughts: "I remember... I made eye contact with that Nebula Butterfly Queen, and then my brain felt a sharp pain, and then... I don't remember anything."

He lowered his head in shame, feeling ashamed to face Qian Yuelong.

Knowing that the other party was a soul beast with mind control abilities, he still stared at it. As a Soul Emperor, how could he make such a low-level mistake in battle? After being controlled, would he attack the Holy Maiden like those crazed soul beasts?!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's heart tightened in his throat. He hurriedly looked up to examine Qian Yuelong, wanting to check if she was injured. But as soon as he looked, his gaze suddenly froze.

He hadn't noticed it when he first woke up, but now, upon closer inspection, he suddenly realized that the saintess showed no signs of injury whatsoever. Apart from her slightly pale complexion, even her robes were intact, making her look nothing like someone who had just finished a battle!

Lu Ming's heart was churning with turmoil as he watched the Faith Value details column continuously showing new Faith Value increases, which made him laugh uncontrollably.

Qian Yuelong, who had muted the faith value notification sound, naturally had no idea. Seeing the other's dazed expression, she assumed he was recalling something from when he had a memory gap. She patted Lu Ming's shoulder, then paused after glancing at her palm, which was covered in dirt and grime. She casually withdrew her hand, put it behind her back, and discreetly took out a new handkerchief from her bracelet to wipe it off, saying:

"After you made eye contact with it, you were also controlled by it. During the battle, it tried to use the same trick on me. But thanks to the protection of His Majesty the Angel, its mind control not only failed to work on me, but also backfired on itself."

Qian Yuelong began her serious fabrication process, leaving Lu Ming completely bewildered.

".Angel God. Your Majesty?"

A faint glint flashed in Qian Yuelong's light purple eyes, and her soft bangs, which hung down her forehead, moved without wind. The golden wing patterns that shone with a pale golden light were then exposed to Lu Ming's sight, causing Lu Ming's pupils to shrink sharply.

"Otherwise, how do you think I got this title of Saintess?"

Talent is one aspect, but the position of Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall requires more than just talent; one must also possess exceptional strength.

Lu Ming snapped out of his daze and quickly bowed his head to explain, "This subordinate had no doubts whatsoever!"

Qian Yuelong waved her hand: "It's alright, it's all in the past. It's just a pity about the Nebula Butterfly Queen's soul ring. None of us are about to advance. You should sit down and meditate to recover your soul power. Once you're feeling better, we still need to go find Clay."

"yes."

Lu Ming responded, and when he raised his head again, his eyes shone with heartfelt respect.

A dozen minutes later, Lu Ming finished his meditation and returned to the scene of the devastating beast tide with Qian Yuelong.

Without the control of the Nebula Butterfly Queen, the soul beasts, having regained their senses, naturally dispersed.

After the battle, the ground was left with only the stiff, cold corpses of the soul beasts that had died tragically, or soul beasts that were still hanging on but unable to move, only able to cry out in pain in place.

Qian Yuelong glanced at the soul beasts that were still barely clinging to life, patted Lu Ming on the shoulder to signal him to leave, and searched for the other missing people in the vicinity and in the direction from which the beast tide had come.

Following the trail of the soul beast that had ravaged the forest, they soon found a corpse.

The mottled bloodstains left a dark color on the armor, and the mud and blood stained his deformed face. The crisscrossing claw marks on his body, deep to the bone, showed the torment he had suffered before his death. Even in death, his eyes, which had long lost the light of life, were frozen with fear and despair.

Looking at the tragic state of his former comrades, Lu Ming's eyes turned red, and a burning hatred seemed to want to consume everything.

"Holy Maiden, I wish to take him home."

A hoarse voice escaped from Lu Ming's throat.

Qian Yuelong gave a soft "hmm," then looked away, gazing into the dark, silent forest.

This deep, dark forest of spirit beasts is like a greedy glutton, devouring countless lives.

This is not the first body, and it may not be the last.

Of the four knights who split up to draw away the beast tide, three died and one was seriously injured.

Qian Yuelong looked at the huge claw wound that almost pierced half of his body, then looked up at the soul master knight whose face was pale and deathly pale, his eyes filled with relief and relief.

Even if he is about to die, the fact that the captain is here means that the others must have escaped as well.

"Xuanzi!"

Lu Ming's face darkened. He grabbed the Soul Master Knight's hand, which was sliding down limply. Looking at his subordinate, who was closing his eyes in pain and spitting out blood, he felt immense grief.

Qian Yuelong's heart sank slightly upon seeing this.

They had already applied pressure points, which should have stopped the bleeding. If even pressure points couldn't stop the bleeding, it could only mean that he had more than one serious injury.

'Xiao Ba, do you have any healing-type equipment sets?'

After filtering through the options, 886 looked at the exorbitant Faith Points required and said with difficulty: "[Yes, there are some, but to heal injuries of this severity, you need an A-grade set. However, you currently owe 1320 Faith Points, and crafting even one piece of an A-grade set will trigger that 3-day unlucky experience voucher.]"

My advice is, you'd better not take on any more faith points for him.

886 said cautiously, "Not to mention you haven't even gathered your team yet, the others have all suffered injuries to varying degrees, and you're about to absorb your third spirit ring. During the trial period of the 'Unlucky Experience Ticket,' the chances of any unexpected incidents will be maximized, including the possibility of failing to absorb the spirit ring or being injured by the energy of the spirit ring's explosion."

Although it also felt sorry for this human, it was a small system of its host. Sympathy was one thing, but it could never be above the status of its own host.

As a system, besides prioritizing the task, the second rule of a system is to take a holistic view and propose the optimal solution for the host.

The best solution we have right now is to leave it as is.

While exchanging for the new outfits would solve the safety problems of most of them, it would also bring more unknown dangers, making it a losing proposition that shouldn't be done.

Qian Yuelong silently watched the other person's slightly heaving chest. After a few seconds, she asked, "What's the worst that can happen with a 3-day trial pass?"

The voice of "886" faded away: "It's probably at the point where they almost choked to death even drinking water."

After all, it's putting pressure on debtors, so how friendly can you expect?

Qian Yuelong closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with determination.

(End of this chapter)