Chapter 80: The Weak Hundred-Thousand-Year-Old Golden Hawksbill Turtle
Lin Qinghan also became bold this time and flew directly with the two women to the mixed area of the Star Dou Great Forest.
After being enhanced by the Gold of Life, Huo Yutong's physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary great soul masters, having reached the level of Soul Venerable. Wang Dong'er's current soul ring requirement was also about four or five thousand years old, so it was reasonable to find targets in the periphery.
But Huo Yutong wanted a spiritual soul ring, and spiritual soul beasts were extremely rare. Wang Dong'er also wanted a soul ring with light attributes. Although not rare, it was still difficult to find one casually, so they simply went directly to the mixed area.
Lin Qinghan's current strength was comparable to that of a Titled Douluo, and his mentality was a little inflated—he became casual in everything he did.
"Yutong, have you decided what kind of soul skill you want for your second soul ring?"
As soon as they landed, Lin Qinghan used his spiritual stance to detect the surroundings and actually found a soul beast with spiritual attributes.
Moreover, according to his senses, it was around two thousand years old. Lin Qinghan didn't expect such good luck—he had originally planned to spend a lot of time searching for a spiritual attribute soul beast.
"I don't lack spiritual attack methods now. The second soul ring should be weakening or auxiliary. If that's not possible, then a group attack."
Huo Yutong thought for a moment. Her current attack was the Spiritual Shock taught by Lin Qinghan—simple, direct, and chargeable. It also needed spiritual detection to assist. Others needed soul guides for that kind of control. As a control-type soul master, her kit was already very complete.
"I just don't have any requirements. Then let's go with this one."
Lin Qinghan's eyes narrowed, and he directly used his spiritual stance to pull the spiritual soul beast over. In the process, he didn't forget to give it a Spiritual Shock. This soul beast, just about two thousand years old, was dragged in front of Huo Yutong before it could react.
As a spiritual attribute soul master, Huo Yutong actually had very few soul beasts to choose from. It was not easy to meet one with the right age and attributes.
However, after Lin Qinghan got a full look at the soul beast in front of him, he couldn't help but complain inwardly about the horror of the son of destiny.
It was clearly just a random encounter with a soul beast, but it turned out to be the Silver Ying Beast—the very soul beast used for the protagonist's fifth soul ring in the original novel. However, this one was less than two thousand years old, as if it had been prepared just for Huo Yutong.
The Silver Ying Beast was a soul beast that had supposedly gone extinct, and its innate soul skill was incredibly unusual.
It could copy the opponent's soul skill—but not the power—and could only release it based on its own strength. Still, it had to be said: it was a perfect fit for Huo Yutong.
Without hesitation, Huo Yutong took out the White Tiger Dagger and directly killed the soul beast. Although she didn't know what it was, she trusted Lin Qinghan deeply. Moreover, the soul beast exuded obvious spiritual fluctuations.
A purple soul ring rose from the soul beast, and Huo Yutong sat cross-legged and began to absorb it.
"Dong'er, step back!"
After Huo Yutong began absorbing the soul ring, Lin Qinghan deliberately increased the output of his spiritual stance. Just as he was probing underground, he clearly sensed a hidden presence—right beneath Wang Dong'er's feet.
Wang Dong'er immediately tried to retreat, but before she could take a step, she was pulled aside by the spiritual stance.
Lin Qinghan protected Huo Yutong, who was still absorbing the soul ring, and began to condense a Thunder Spear in his hand. After deliberately suppressing its explosive effect, he fired it directly at the soul beast he had just detected.
"Uh!"
The strange soul beast that was hit by the Thunder Spear let out a sound—shockingly, a human voice. Lin Qinghan's expression turned solemn. It spoke in human language… could it be a 100,000-year soul beast?
Although they had taken a big risk entering the mixed zone, 10,000-year soul beasts weren't exactly common—and now they had possibly encountered a 100,000-year one?
The soul beast jumped out from the ground. When Lin Qinghan saw it clearly, he was at once relieved—and excited.
It was a huge turtle, most of its body covered with gold. Coupled with the earlier sign of it speaking human language, this was most likely the legendary golden hawksbill turtle!
A 100,000-year-old golden hawksbill turtle that harbored a large amount of Gold of Life within its body. However, its own strength was greatly weakened by the erosion of that very gold—only comparable to a soul beast of tens of thousands of years now.
Lin Qinghan's thoughts raced, but his actions were swift. Lightning surged through his body, activating both his Thunder Body and Mental Overclock. Under the influence of his spiritual stance, he hurled the soul beast to the side, hitting it again with a Spiritual Shock.
Regardless of its true condition, this soul beast had at least tens of thousands of years of power and had now been provoked. Whether to stop it from escaping or to ensure Huo Yutong and Wang Dong'er's safety, the attacks had to continue.
After all, in its prime, the golden hawksbill turtle had burrowed into the bottom of the Lake of Life, stolen a large piece of Gold of Life, and even escaped Emperor Tian. While luck had played a role, its strength was still undeniable.
However, the current golden hawksbill turtle looked nothing like a proud 100,000-year soul beast. It had been sleeping underground, pierced through by Lin Qinghan's Thunder Spear, and hit by a Spiritual Shock—its mind was in chaos and its body on the verge of collapse.
Its strength had nearly vanished due to the Gold of Life's erosion. It had been hiding underground to avoid Di Tian's pursuit and to prolong its life through sleep.
Whether it was truly dying this time or not, Lin Qinghan didn't take any chances. After dragging the turtle away, he detonated the Thunder Spear still embedded in its body, further damaging its already-failing internal organs.
Even so, Lin Qinghan wasn't careless. While several of his attacks had landed, those that hit the shell had done very limited damage.
Had the Thunder Spear not struck an unprotected part of its body—and without the turtle's absurd tunneling abilities—it might have escaped.
But that was only if. Now, the golden turtle was heavily wounded and its spirit nearly extinguished. Escape was no longer possible.
"Human, I am…"
As its life faded, the golden hawksbill turtle struggled to speak, but it was still trapped by the spiritual stance, and Lin Qinghan's next Thunder Spear was already fully charged. In the next moment, its entire head was swallowed by lightning.
Lin Qinghan released the spiritual stance restraining the turtle, and its lifeless body fell heavily to the ground.
Under Wang Dong'er's shocked gaze, a red soul ring slowly rose.
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