No.3[You used spiritual power to control the mutated soul beast, the Poisonous Killer Bee, to attack Yu Xiaogang, causing him to be afflicted with the bee's unique heart toxin.Achievement unlocked: [Master Pitfall #7] – Pitfall severity: Advanced.Gained Cool Points: 600,000Due to being poisoned by the Black-Headed Yellow-Tailed Bee, most blood vessels and half the muscles in his left arm have necrotized and atrophied into a fixed state.Only top-tier life-attribute martial souls above the Soul Saint level can heal this. His mobility has been greatly limited.Achievement unlocked: [Master Pitfall #8] – Pitfall severity: Top-tier.Gained Cool Points: 1,000,000]
No.4[Due to your series of actions, Tang San—who originally revered the Master as a divine figure, believing him to be a worldly sage who would teach him unrivaled techniques—is now confused by the unnatural changes in his martial soul and has begun to doubt Yu Xiaogang's teaching abilities.Achievement unlocked: [Master Pitfall #9] – Pitfall severity: Top-tier.Gained Cool Points: 2,000,000]
[Total Cool Points Accumulated]: 91,060,000[Cool Points Earned This Time]: 24,400,000[Current Total Cool Points]: 40,060,000
Looking at the long string of dazzling numbers displayed at the end of the virtual screen, Nangong Lingyun couldn't help but break into a radiant smile.
A single haul of over twenty million, account balance at forty million, total earnings nearing a hundred million—this haul was more bountiful than any before. Definitely worth cracking open the good wine.
In his mind, countless famous quotes began to auto-play:
"I've never touched money. I'm not interested in money, only in spending it. My biggest mistake was founding XXXX. The happiest time in my life was earning 91 bucks a month.""I'm not pursuing wealth—what I'm after is a state of mind, a sentiment, a belief.""If you want to be the richest person in the world, that's a good goal, a direction to strive for. But best set a smaller, more achievable target first. Like making your first hundred million."
Emmmmm…
After a few minutes of euphoria, Nangong Lingyun composed himself again, inner peace fully restored.
Forty million Cool Points might sound like a lot, but that's only four million-year spirit rings or divine bones.Both of his main martial souls weren't planning to hunt ordinary soul beasts—even divine-blooded ones.Those can't drop anything like the Thirty-Six Heavenly Techniques or Seventy-Two Earthly Arts.To reach Godhood at level 100, you need twenty spirit rings—total cost exceeding two hundred million.
And that's just the base cost; special skills require additional unknown expenses.
The revolution has yet to succeed, comrades must still work hard!
"Sister Yan, take me to the Thunder Prison Vine. Everything else is done—it's time to contract my second beast pet."
Nangong Lingyun muttered to the air.
In the next moment, an oval-shaped portal opened before him. The inside was pitch black, not a hint of light, with the edges lined in glowing silver threads.
He stepped through, and the next thing he knew, he was standing on the peak of a mountain constantly ravaged by fierce winds.
The howling wind sounded like something was being shredded non-stop,yet it couldn't mask the thunderous roars that shook the heavens.
Nangong Lingyun looked forward intently. Not far away, a massive dark cloud blanket stretched across the entire mountain peak.
Who knows how much terrifying lightning had gathered within—it was practically a sea of thunder.
Golden arcs crackled violently across its surface, clawing out in all directions.The lightning carried a potent force of destruction. Even sensing it with spiritual power caused a sharp stinging pain—it was hard to imagine how devastating it would be to a physical body.
Nangong Lingyun scanned the surroundings, and quickly spotted it—
In the center of the mountaintop, directly beneath the thunderclouds,there was a depression about a hundred meters deep and four to five hundred meters wide.
The pit was smooth and empty, save for a single 1.2-meter-tall violet-gold vine with twelve distinct joints—silently standing at the center.
"That's the Thunder Prison Vine?"
Looking at its unexpectedly tiny and delicate form, Nangong Lingyun couldn't help voicing a question.
"Yes."
Angel Yan nodded affirmatively.
As she spoke, a thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel suddenly pierced the heavens and slammed down on the seemingly frail purple vine.
The booming noise was like a mountain collapsing, making ears buzz.
This thunderbolt was far from ordinary—it seemed almost liquid,like glowing molten syrup shining under the sun.
Its arrival caused even the thunderclouds above to rapidly shrink.
Three seconds later, as the light faded, the clouds had halved in size,from bulging with power to droopy and deflated—no longer sparking with golden arcs.
Clearly, it had entered sage mode.
Nangong Lingyun noticed with sharp eyes that when the golden thunder struck the Thunder Prison Vine,its outer layer emitted a faint violet-gold glow.
Immediately, all destructive energy was absorbed cleanly, without wasting a single drop.The vine itself didn't move a hair.
Seeing this miraculous performance, the doubt on Nangong Lingyun's face vanished, replaced by boundless joy.
He subconsciously exclaimed:
"Holy crap, it's savage—but I like it even more."
Angel Yan said nothing.Behind her, two snow-white wings unfolded.Nine soul rings—six black, three red—floated behind her, spinning and pulsing slowly.
She stepped forward. Even space around her seemed to freeze,and an invisible pressure spread outward in all directions.The thunderclouds above exploded in less than half a second.
Sensing Yan's threat,the depression instantly turned into a sea of lightning.Golden thunderballs—so terrifying that just seeing them made the heart seize up—began forming rapidly.
Destruction swept through the area,making Nangong Lingyun feel like he was standing among dozens of armed nukes that were already primed.In four words: absolutely f*ing terrifying**.
But within moments, all golden spheres—even those that hadn't yet detached from the vine's body—froze in midair.
Two seconds later, the lightning orbs slowly drifted back toward the Thunder Prison Vine,absorbed by the reactivated violet-gold glow.
That suffocating aura, sense of destruction, and immense pressure all vanished instantly.
Angel Yan stood nearby, smiling like a flower:
"Xiao Yun, come here. I've already convinced it."
That "convinced"... was that even legal?
Nangong Lingyun twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth,but his body was very honest—he dashed over in a few swift steps.
PS: AI Angel Yan – Round Three!
(End of Chapter)