Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes stared at Yang Tian, and she opened her mouth, "I still have my identity with Spirit Hall."
"That's not allowed either. It's just a kingdom, not worth caring about. You don't need to worry about it; just wait for me to go to Heaven Dou to help you."
Yang Tian dotingly stroked Qian Renxue's nose, then looked at the Black-Clothed Man who was weakly slumped on the ground: "Finish yourself off."
The Black-Clothed Man heard this and didn't hesitate. He didn't want to endure that inhumane pain a second time.
He died by severing his own heart 脈. Yang Tian took the Black-Clothed Man's storage spirit tool. Wealth is accumulated little by little.
Qian Renxue watched all of this without a ripple of emotion. Only after Yang Tian waved his hand and incinerated the Black-Clothed Man's corpse into ashes did she link her arm with Yang Tian's again.
"Have you found the Spirit Beast you need?" Qian Renxue scanned the surroundings and asked.
Yang Tian heard her and said, "It probably ran away. No hurry, I left a mark on it, so I can sense its direction."
"However, you haven't found the Spirit Beast you need yet?"
Qian Renxue said, "Yes, I want to find one with a higher cultivation year to try and break the limit."
Clearly, Yang Tian's words had an extraordinary impact on Qian Renxue.
However, Yang Tian supported this. After being nourished by him, coupled with an Immortal Herb and the power of the Great Bright Holy Heavenly Code, Qian Renxue's physique had undergone a qualitative change.
Yang Tian even had reason to believe that at this moment, Qian Renxue could absorb a spirit ring of over fifty thousand years.
And given Qian Renxue some time, the cultivation year of her spirit ring could increase by another twenty thousand years.
As for Yang Tian himself... in fact, Yang Tian didn't care much about the cultivation year of spirit rings, after all... he could upgrade them.
"Have you decided how many years of Spirit Beast you want to absorb?"
"Are there Spirit Beasts suitable for you in this area?"
"Yes, but they are rare, and I don't know if there are any with higher cultivation years."
"I feel that absorbing a spirit ring of around thirty-five thousand years should be possible."
Thirty-five thousand years, the limit for a Spirit Saint.
However, Yang Tian shook his head: "Fifty thousand years."
"Okay!"
Qian Renxue agreed without even thinking. Ten meters away, Snake Lance Douluo heard Qian Renxue agree so readily, and his mouth twitched. Had his young miss gone mad?
"Young miss, fifty thousand years, that's too high!" Snake Lance Douluo spoke to remind her. He felt that Yang Tian had cast a spell on Qian Renxue, otherwise why would she be so obedient?
When did his young miss become like this? Where was the Qian Renxue who dared to defy the Supreme Pontiff, who dared to infiltrate the Tian Dou Royal Family alone, and who harboured the ambition to overturn Heaven Dou?
"It's alright, Grandpa She, I trust him." Qian Renxue said. She actually didn't truly understand her own strength yet. After all, she had only been cultivating the Great Bright Holy Heavenly Code for a few days, and had only consumed the Immortal Herb for a few days. Her foundation had improved, but she had no concept of how much it had improved.
And Yang Tian, he had that concept.
His essence... ahem, his painstaking efforts had a greatly powerful effect.
Snake Lance Douluo grew anxious. The young miss had been bewitched. Thirty-five thousand years wasn't enough, and she wanted fifty thousand years? No, absolutely not! This would be fatal.
Snake Lance Douluo opened his mouth to retort, but before he could speak, the sky above the core of the Fire Hell Mountain Range suddenly changed.
Dark clouds covered the mouth of a volcano, and thunder and lightning flashed within the clouds.
"That is..."
Snake Lance Douluo was stunned. How did it suddenly become so cloudy? It was perfectly fine a moment ago, and why were the clouds only covering that one volcano mouth?
Yang Tian looked at the gradually gathering thunderclouds from afar, reached out and took Qian Renxue's jade hand, and said, "Fifty thousand is a bit low, one hundred thousand is best!"
"What? Kid, do you want to kill my young miss? She trusts you so much, and you actually..."
"Actually my ass, don't cause me trouble!" Facing Snake Lance Douluo, Yang Tian didn't have that much patience. He immediately waved his hand, and the Black-Clothed Puppet reappeared.
"Swordsman, no, Grandpa She is also looking out for me." Qian Renxue thought Yang Tian was going to have the Black-Clothed Puppet teach Snake Lance Douluo a lesson, so she immediately spoke up to plead for him.
However, Yang Tian said, "I know, follow me."
Yang Tian didn't explain, directly letting the puppet lead the way towards the direction of the thunderclouds.
Snake Lance Douluo saw this and immediately said, "Hey? You brat, that's the core of Fire Hell Mountain, there's a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast!"
"Old man, don't go looking for a beating. Just follow along obediently." Yang Tian replied, then directly embraced Qian Renxue, pointed his fingers like a sword, and gestured from afar.
The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword was summoned, then its body suddenly enlarged threefold. Yang Tian landed on it, and with another flick of his finger, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword shot out directly.
Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around Yang Tian's waist, looking at Yang Tian's sword-riding technique with surprise, her beautiful eyes sparkling with intelligent brilliance.
This was her man!
The sword-riding technique was much faster than Yang Tian walking on air. After all, Yang Tian's cultivation was not high, and walking on air was already difficult. To fly quickly, he still had to rely on sword-riding.
Snake Lance Douluo watched helplessly as Qian Renxue was taken by Yang Tian towards the core of the Fire Hell Mountain Range, his heart feeling utterly cold.
It had only been a few days...
He didn't dare to delay. It wasn't difficult for a ninety-eighth-level powerhouse to kill a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast, but the young miss absolutely could not absorb that hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
The area of the Fire Hell Mountain Range was far less vast than the Star Dou Great Forest. Even compared to the Sunset Forest, the Fire Hell Mountain Range was smaller.
But the mountains here undulated. If he hadn't flown, Yang Tian would have had to run for half a day to get close to the core area.
After more than half an hour, Yang Tian had already arrived at the core area.
And the thunderclouds had also condensed to a certain extent.
"Go, lure that Spirit Beast out." Yang Tian spoke, and the Black-Clothed Puppet immediately acted, descending towards the volcano mouth.
In mid-air, Yang Tian hovered on his sword. Qian Renxue looked up at Yang Tian, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly: "Tian?"
"Trust me, today, we might acquire a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring." Yang Tian said with a slight smile. After an hour of high-speed sword-riding, his spirit power was still abundant.
Qian Renxue nodded, her cheek resting against Yang Tian's chest. In his embrace, she felt truly at ease.
Snake Lance Douluo had no idea where he had been left behind, probably still huffing and puffing on his way.
A moment later, a sharp cry pierced the void. The Spirit Beasts in the nearby mountains immediately quieted down and prostrated themselves, while some fled in panic.
The Black-Clothed Puppet flew out of the volcano, and behind him was a huge bird, bathed in flames.
"There's even a light aura. Xue'er is truly blessed." Yang Tian chuckled, then gently patted Qian Renxue's perky bottom with his large hand.
Qian Renxue's face flushed slightly, she gave Yang Tian a white look, then looked at the giant flame-bathed bird: "A hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast... Tian, can I handle it?"
"Yes, believe in yourself."
Qian Renxue's expression froze, then she leaned in and gently bit Yang Tian's lip: "You bad guy, even at a time like this, you're still bullying me~"