"Yiran, what's wrong with you?" Chao Tianxiang asked, her voice laced with worry.
Meng Yiran's face was flushed a deep red. What was happening to her? She stood in a strange posture, her knees pressed tightly together with her feet splayed outwards, her body slightly bent. A bizarre, tingling sensation, like she'd been shocked by a lightning-type Spirit Master, was still coursing through her. Is this the effect of his Spirit Ability? she wondered in a panic.
"Grandma, I'm fine," she managed to say, though she glared coquettishly at Ye Yin. It had to be his fault. She was perfectly fine until he used that strange ability on her.
[Resentment from Meng Yiran +30!]
Meng Yiran tried to stand up straight, but her legs felt incredibly soft and weak, as if all the strength had been hollowed out of her body. "You…" she started to say, but her words were cut short by a new, alarming sensation. A strong current of air was rushing downwards through her body.
Oh no, I need to fart!
Biting her lip, Meng Yiran tried to control her body, hoping to let the air out as slowly and silently as possible. No one could ever know. Fairies don't fart; it would completely ruin her image!
Just as she began to release the pressure, a piercing pain shot through her backside.
"Ah!" she cried out in surprise.
"Pfft!"
The sudden pain made her lose all control, and a loud fart escaped, forceful enough to make her clothes whoosh up before settling back down.
"Miss Meng Yiran," Ye Yin commented with a thoughtful expression, "the wind is quite strong today, isn't it? It even makes a sound."
[Resentment from Meng Yiran +30!]
"Get lost!" Meng Yiran shrieked. Gripping her snake staff, she gritted her teeth and swung it at Ye Yin again. But as she took a single step forward, she felt another powerful urge building downwards.
Wait a moment! This time, she would not make a mistake.
Soon, the familiar feeling returned. She focused, carefully controlling the airflow, but just like before, the sharp, familiar pain struck her.
"Ah!" she yelped again.
"Pfft!"
Her skirt fluttered once more.
Ye Yin sighed. "The wind really is a bit strong today."
[Resentment from Meng Yiran +35!]
"Was this you?!" Meng Yiran demanded, staring daggers at him.
The moment she spoke, another numbing sensation spread through her body. This time, it was an odd mix of pleasant and uncomfortable tingling that made her shiver.
[Resentment from Meng Yiran +36!]
Ye Yin nodded calmly. "Naturally. Otherwise, why would I have released three Spirit Abilities in a row? Did you think it was just for some cheap special effects? You've already lost."
"No!" Meng Yiran said through gritted teeth. "I haven't lost! I can still fight!"
She raised her snake staff one more time, but before she could even bring it down, another fart escaped. The numbing sensation intensified, and the snake staff slipped from her grasp, clattering to the ground.
"How can you still attack?" Ye Yin asked. "Are you sure you can fight while you're like this?"
[Resentment from Meng Yiran +40!]
"I'll kill you!" she screamed, but it was an empty threat. Ye Yin simply stood in place, and she couldn't even get close to him.
Chao Tianxiang finally let out a long sigh. "Yiran, you've lost." She couldn't understand how Ye Yin had done it, but it was clear that he had caused her granddaughter immense suffering. "We concede. This Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent is yours. Please, deactivate your Spirit Ability."
Ye Yin sighed dramatically. "I'm sorry, Senior. My cultivation isn't refined enough. I can only release my Spirit Abilities, not deactivate them." His face was wreathed in an apologetic smile. "This can of surströmming will have to serve as my apology."
He took out a can and tossed it to Chao Tianxiang, who caught it and sighed again. "Alright." She looked at Zhao Wuji. "Unyielding King, mountains don't change, and rivers flow eternally. We shall meet again!" With that, she took Meng Yiran and disappeared into the jungle in a few leaps.
"Yin Ge, thank you!" Oscar shouted, excitedly hugging Ye Yin. "We owe this all to you! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have gotten this spirit ring back. If you ever need anything in the future, I, Oscar, will go through fire and water for you!"
Ye Yin nodded. "Just hurry up and absorb it. I need to cultivate, too. I feel like I'm about to break through to level thirty."
Everyone present was stunned into silence.
"What?! You're about to break through to level thirty?!"
"A Spirit Elder at your age? That's outrageous!"
"As expected of Yin Ge!"
Oscar quickly finished off the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent with a single strike from the dagger. As he settled down to absorb the ring, Ye Yin sat cross-legged and began using his resentment points to purchase experience.
[Congratulations, you have spent 100 resentment points to purchase spirit power experience!]
[Congratulations, you have spent 100 resentment points to purchase spirit power experience!]
A series of system notifications flashed by, and in moments, Ye Yin successfully broke through to level thirty. He let out a long breath and stood up.
Seeing him get up so soon, Zhao Wuji asked with some curiosity, "Ye Yin? What's wrong? Why did you suddenly stand up? Aren't you going to meditate and break through?"
Ye Yin rolled his eyes helplessly. "I've already finished breaking through."
"Ah!" Oscar exclaimed, looking up from the thousand-year spirit ring that hadn't even fully formed yet. "You've already broken through to level thirty? That fast? It didn't even take five minutes! It took me almost half a year to reach my bottleneck!"
Ye Yin scratched his head. "I thought everyone broke through this quickly."
[Resentment from Zhao Wuji +30!]
[Resentment from Ma Hongjun +28!]
[Resentment from Dai Mubai +31!]
Except for Xiao Wu, everyone provided him with a fresh wave of resentment. What he had said was simply too infuriating.
Zhao Wuji glared at Oscar and kicked him in the butt. "Oscar, why aren't you focusing on absorbing your spirit ring? Do you want the Gai Shi Long She couple to come back?"
"Teacher Zhao, I know you're upset, but you can't take it out on me!" Oscar cried out.
"Scram and focus!" Zhao Wuji grumbled.
An hour later, Oscar successfully absorbed his third spirit ring, obtaining his third Spirit Ability: the Flying Mushroom Sausage.
Ye Yin looked at the new creation and commented, "Little Ao, your third Spirit Ability looks even more realistic now. With the mushroom cap, it's almost identical. But it still has the same old problem."
Oscar was very confused. "What problem? And what do you mean, 'old problem'?"
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