Flander's maniacal laughter echoed in the secret chamber, intertwining with the faint cries of the dying soul beasts to create a chilling symphony.
He slowly stood up, feeling the surging soul power within his body. Every inch of his bones and every cell seemed to be cheering for this new power.
"Now you should understand the allure of the 'mistress' method, right?"
A calm voice came from the shadows, breaking Flander's reverie.
Yu Xiaogang walked out slowly, still with his usual serious expression, but his eyes gleamed with an almost fanatical light after the successful verification of a theory.
He looked at Flanders as if he were looking at a perfect experimental subject.
Flander's laughter stopped abruptly. He turned his head, and the expression on his face, which had been a mixture of greed and ambition, gradually faded, replaced by a shrewd and self-satisfied look.
"Charm? Haha, Xiao Gang, this is beyond what charm can describe."
He stretched out his hands, clenched them into fists, and felt the power at the level of a Contra Douluo. "This is a miracle! It's a shortcut to the peak!"
He glanced around at the soul beasts pierced by the black blue silver grass, their life force being continuously drained. There was no pity in his eyes, but rather a merchant's scrutiny.
"You know what? During this period, I wasn't the one who absorbed the most."
Flanders’ tone carried a hint of smugness.
"It's the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan."
"Thanks to Xiao San, Yu Luomian has successfully broken through and is now a Title Douluo! Not only that, two other elders in the sect have also reached the level 90 threshold and are currently hunting soul beasts in preparation for obtaining their ninth soul rings!"
"In this way, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will have four Title Douluos!"
"That's a Title Douluo with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul!"
"Furthermore, several elders have also raised their soul power to the level of high-level Soul Douluo!"
"Don't even mention it, it would be most appropriate to wait until they severely injure the soul beast as agreed, capture it, absorb its energy first, and then kill it to obtain its soul ring!"
Yu Xiaogang's lips curled up.
Faced with the allure of absolute power and the continuation of their sect, they ultimately relinquished their laughable pride.
Nothing could better prove that his theory and the path he chose for Tang San were correct.
Flander said no more. His gaze swept across the secret room and finally settled on a soul beast that was on the verge of death, pierced by dozens of black blue silver grass blades.
It was a leopard-like spirit beast with a jet-black body and a lithe physique. Even on the verge of death, its muscle lines were still full of explosive power.
The Shadow Leopard is an agility-based spirit beast known for its speed and stealth attacks.
"The mistress!"
Flander called out towards the depths of the secret chamber.
"Leave this one alive, I'll kill it myself, it'll be my eighth spirit ring!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the black blue silver grass that had pierced the Shadow Leopard's body seemed to understand the command. The black light on the leaves slightly subsided, and the speed at which it was drawing life energy suddenly slowed down.
The Shadow Panther's previously vacant eyes miraculously regained a spark of life, but this was followed by an even deeper fear.
Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, examined the shadow leopard, and began to analyze it as usual:
"This Shadow Leopard has a cultivation level of around 25,000 years, is an agility-based attacker, and matches the characteristics of your Cat-Owl Martial Soul."
"For a Soul Douluo like you who has just entered level 80, it is a bit too young to be regarded as your eighth Soul Ring, but it has the advantage of high compatibility and fast absorption."
"The main thing is that we don't have to hunt soul beasts anymore, which saves a lot of time, which is great."
"Hehe, this is exactly the effect I wanted."
Fran-De grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
For him, the optimal ratio and the limit of years are all insignificant in the face of the current rapid improvement in cultivation methods.
Efficiency is the top priority.
He walked up to the Shadow Leopard, his right hand forming a claw, and without hesitation, he concentrated his soul power at his fingertips, instantly slicing open the Shadow Leopard's throat.
Blood gushed out, and the powerful ten-thousand-year-old soul beast died before it could even utter a mournful cry.
A deep black spirit ring slowly rose from his corpse.
Flander couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged. The phantom of his martial soul, the Cat-Owl, appeared behind him. With a breath, he drew the black ten-thousand-year soul ring toward himself.
The entire absorption process went incredibly smoothly. Under the long-term "pre-treatment" of the black blue silver grass, the violent will within this spirit ring had long been worn away, leaving only the purest energy.
Less than half an hour later, Flander opened his eyes again.
The eighth spirit ring appeared on his martial soul, as black as ink.
"Buzz!"
His soul power surged again, breaking through the bottleneck that had just stabilized at level 80, and finally stopped at level 81.
"call……"
Flander let out a long breath, feeling the renewed power within him, and a smile of immense satisfaction spread across his face.
He stood up, dusted himself off, and turned his gaze to Yu Xiaogang, who remained calm to the side.
“I said, Xiao Gang.”
Flander's tone became somewhat playful.
"I'm already a Contra Master, why haven't you tried it yourself yet? With Xiao San's method, breaking through the shackles of your martial soul should be a piece of cake, right?"
Yu Xiaogang remained silent, his gaze fixed on the drained soul beasts, his expression unfathomable.
Seeing this, Flander chuckled, leaned closer, and lowered his voice:
"And what about Erlong's sister? You really don't plan to go see her?"
"Think about it, I'm a Soul Douluo now. If she can also break through to Soul Douluo, how powerful will our three-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Golden Sacred Dragon—be?"
"He could probably even take on a true Title Douluo head-on!"
Upon hearing the words "Second Sister," a crack finally appeared on Yu Xiaogang's usually impassive face.
His fingers unconsciously curled up slightly.
Yes, Liu Erlong.
If she could use this method too...
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