Chapter 77 The Fourth Ring of Ten Thousand Years! Level 45 Soul Master!
The three-eyed golden lion scratched at Dai Huabin's arm twice with its claws.
Dai Huabin looked down at her.
His golden vertical pupils were half-closed, his mouth was slightly open, revealing two small canine teeth, and a small piece of withered leaf was still stuck to the tip of his nose.
The golden tail slapped the ground twice, making a muffled "plop plop" sound.
Dai Huabin reached out and brushed the withered leaf off the tip of her nose, then casually ruffled the golden mane on her head.
The three-eyed golden lion narrowed her two normal eyes, nuzzled her head against his palm, and made a soft purring sound in her throat.
"Alright, go to sleep." Dai Huabin patted her head. "We'll go catch an Iceback Tiger tomorrow, and I'll roast some meat for you later."
The three-eyed golden lion's tail immediately stood up and swung three times.
"real?"
"real."
"Then we need to add seasonings."
"add."
"And that... the chili pepper you mentioned before?"
"You've never even eaten chili peppers before, are you sure you can handle spicy food?"
The three-eyed golden lion thought for a moment, then lowered her tail again.
"Then let's not add it for now. What if it doesn't taste good?"
Dai Huabin couldn't help but chuckle.
In the distance, from the bushes, the middle head of the Crimson King was staring this way, the expression in its six eyes incredibly complex.
A mythical beast prince with 15,000 years of history was completely fooled by a level 40 human with just a few pieces of roasted meat.
If the other old guys in the core circle found out, where would he, the Crimson King, put his face?
The three-eyed golden lion lay beside Dai Huabin's legs, her golden mane spreading out in a small patch, the golden flames beneath her claws receding into faint specks of light. Before long, her breathing became even.
Dai Huabin leaned against the tree trunk, closed his eyes, and continued to recover his soul power.
The campfire crackled, and the occasional low growls of soul beasts could be heard from the bushes in the distance, but they were all far away. The Crimson King's aura pressed down on this area, and nothing dared to approach within a five-mile radius.
This sense of security is truly comforting.
Dai Huabin mentally considered the next steps.
The Ice Spine Tiger, aged 32,000 years, possesses the ice attribute and is of advanced age, making its attributes a perfect match for the Ice Soul White Tiger. With this fourth spirit ring acquired, he officially entered the ranks of Spirit Masters.
With the ice attribute bonus from the Ice Emperor Blood Pact, the physical enhancement from the Life Gold, the indestructible effect of the Chrysanthemum, and the development of the Life Eye by the Longing Dew...
His current true combat strength is probably already beyond the level of level 40.
But that's not enough.
There's still time before the main storyline of the original work fully unfolds, so he has to make the most of every day.
As I pondered, my consciousness gradually faded.
...
At daybreak, Dai Huabin was awakened by a burst of hot air.
He opened his eyes, and the three-eyed golden lion's huge head was less than a foot away from him, her two golden normal pupils wide open, and the red vertical pupil on her forehead was also shining.
"You're finally awake! Let's go, let's go catch the Iceback Tiger!"
Dai Huabin tilted his head back and pushed her chin away.
"You're more punctual than an alarm clock."
What is an alarm clock?
"A tool that humans use to wake people up."
The three-eyed golden lion tilted her head and flicked her tail.
"So you mean you think I'm very useful?"
Dai Huabin looked at her for two seconds.
"Yes, you are very useful."
The three-eyed golden lion happily spun around in place.
The Red King stood up from the bushes, his more than five-meter-long body carrying three enormous heads, and walked to the edge of the clearing.
The middle head looked utterly exhausted; it hadn't slept a wink all night, with the three heads taking turns watching over Dai Huabin.
"Let's go." The Crimson King's voice was deep and clearly impatient. "That Ice Spine Tiger is in Frost Valley to the north. I will lead the way."
Dai Huabin packed his things, stood up, and patted the fallen leaves off his trousers. "I am deeply honored that Senior Red King personally led the way."
The Red King curled his lip on the right side of his head. "Stop trying to get close to me. Finish your business quickly and get out of here."
The three-eyed golden lion leaped to the side of the Red King and looked up at him.
"Uncle Red King, could you please be a little more polite to my friend?"
The Red King lowered his head and his tone softened considerably when addressing the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
"Your Highness, it's not that I'm being impolite..."
The left head leaned closer and whispered, "He's human."
The right head followed up with a finishing blow: "Humans of unknown origin."
The three-eyed golden lion's vertical pupil flashed red light.
The Red King's three heads simultaneously fell silent.
Dai Huabin followed behind, secretly wanting to laugh.
A ferocious beast that had existed for 300,000 years was like a punching bag in front of an auspicious beast. If this scene were presented to any Soul Hunter in the Douluo Continent, they probably wouldn't believe it.
The group of four—one person, one scorpion, one beast, and one mastiff—headed north towards Frost Valley.
The Red King led the way, its three heads slamming against the bushes and low trees along the way with a crackling sound. Its more than five-meter-long body moving through the dense forest was itself a violent passage.
Any ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts that blocked the way were forced to the ground, unable to move, before they could even react.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion ran beside the Crimson King, occasionally looking around curiously, and sometimes turning back to see if Dai Huabin was following.
After walking for about an hour, the trees began to thin out, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.
Ahead lay a long, narrow valley, with thick layers of ice on the cliffs on both sides and a layer of broken ice and frost covering the valley floor.
A chill emanated from the valley entrance, and Dai Huabin's breath turned into white mist.
The Red King stopped and gestured with his middle head toward the valley.
"About three miles inside, there is an icy pool. The Iceback Tiger lives by the pool year-round."
"Thirty-two thousand years?" Dai Huabin confirmed.
"No mistake." The Crimson King flicked his tail impatiently. "I have been patrolling this forest for tens of thousands of years. I know exactly which soul beast lives in which corner."
Dai Huabin nodded and was about to walk into the valley when the Red King suddenly spoke.
"Wait."
All three heads turned towards the valley entrance at the same time.
Before Dai Huabin could react, the Crimson King's massive body had already rushed inside.
The ground was trembling.
The ice on both sides of the valley wall crackled and sputtered as it was baked by the crimson-gold flames emanating from the Crimson King's body. Large chunks of ice broke off.
The three heads charged into the depths of the valley, causing the low-level soul beasts along the way to scatter and flee.
The three-eyed golden lion sat down at the entrance of the valley, her tail curled around her hind paws.
"Uncle Red King is going to catch it for you."
Dai Huabin was stunned for a moment.
A deafening tiger's roar echoed through the valley, followed by the Red King's furious roar. The three overlapping roars bounced back and forth in the valley like muffled thunder several times.
Then it became quiet.
After about half a cup of tea's time, the Red King emerged from the valley, carrying a large, ice-blue tiger in the middle of his head.
The Ice-Spine Tiger was over four meters long, with a row of ice-crystal-like bone spurs standing on its back. At this moment, its limbs were limp and hanging down, having already been knocked unconscious by the Crimson King.
Red King threw the Ice Ridge Tiger at Dai Huabin's feet.
"Absorb it quickly, and then take His Highness away."
Dai Huabin stared at the 32,000-year-old Ice Ridge Tiger on the ground, half-dead from being slapped, and remained silent for a moment.
"Thank you, Senior Red King."
"You're welcome." The Red King's right head snorted. "I just want you to get lost."
The three-eyed golden lion muttered quietly from the side, "He's stubborn."
The Red King suddenly turned his head to the left.
The three-eyed golden lion immediately shut her mouth and pretended to lick her paws.
Dai Huabin did not delay.
He sat cross-legged next to the Ice Spine Tiger and activated the Ice Soul White Tiger Spirit.
A platinum tiger shadow appeared behind him, its entire body covered with light blue ice crystal patterns, and its three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—lit up in turn.
Dai Huabin was killed with a single blow from the tiger's claw.
The Ice Spine Tiger's body quickly became transparent, and a black spirit ring rose from above the corpse, radiating a strong ice attribute aura.
Thirty-two thousand years.
It was a deep purple, with a faint icy blue halo around the edges.
Dai Huabin took a deep breath and guided the spirit rings closer to him.
The moment the black spirit ring landed on him, a massive surge of spirit power poured into his meridians.
Dai Huabin gritted his teeth and used all his soul power to guide the energy of the spirit ring along a fixed route.
The power of Hyotei resonated spontaneously within his body, and the emerald halo that clung to the meridian walls expanded slightly, filtering the ice-attribute energy of the black spirit ring layer by layer.
Time passed little by little.
The three-eyed golden lion lay not far away, her two normal pupils staring unblinkingly at Dai Huabin, her tail curled up nervously.
The Red King crouched on the outermost edge, its three heads facing three different directions, guarding the area, with only the middle one occasionally glancing back.
About two hours later, a ring of icy blue light suddenly burst out from Dai Huabin's body.
Four spirit rings lit up steadily on the Ice Soul White Tiger Spirit: yellow, yellow, purple, and black.
The fourth spirit ring is from the 32,000-year-old Ice Spine Tiger.
It's done.
Dai Huabin opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of white air.
Thanks to the excess soul power from the Chrysanthemum and the excess soul power from the 32,000-year-old fourth spirit ring, Dai Huabin's soul power directly reached level 45!
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