Star Dou Great Forest, Spirit Hunting Town.
"Five-person team, hunting a strength-type soul beast of over six hundred years, need one auxiliary system soul master."
"Black Fat Mercenary Corps, we undertake the hunting of all kinds of thousand-year soul beasts. A twenty-eight-year-old brand, reputation guaranteed!"
Lu Feng looked at the crowd coming and going, listening to the hawking sounds coming from his ears, feeling as if he had returned home.
At this moment, the conversation of a few people nearby caught Lu Feng's attention.
"Big Brother, isn't this area supposed to be under Black Pheasant's control? Where did this Black Fat Mercenary Corps come from?" a short, thin soul master with a face full of pockmarks asked in a low voice.
"Second Brother, your news is not very up-to-date," another tall and sturdy soul master said loudly.
"A year and a half ago, the Fat and Thin brothers fought and killed Xu Kun. Black Pheasant changed its name to Black Fat. At that time, the news spread throughout the three or four nearby spirit hunting markets."
As he spoke, the brawny man's eyes were full of longing, perhaps fantasizing about becoming one of the Fat and Thin brothers himself.
Lu Feng smiled faintly and shook his head.
Time flows like water. Another old acquaintance has passed away.
At the edge of the forest, with a thought from Lu Feng, a small yellow dog appeared at his feet.
"Luo, luo!"
Luo Wupao shook its large head and affectionately rubbed against Lu Feng's trouser leg.
Lu Feng bent down and vigorously ruffled Wupao's dog head.
Although it had evolved into a Golden Saint Dragon, Luo Wupao usually maintained this small dog appearance.
Firstly, this could confuse enemies. Who would have thought that a small dog was actually a descendant of the Dragon King with the Light bloodline?
Secondly, the giant dragon form consumed a lot of Luo Wupao's soul power.
At full strength, Luo Wupao could fight for about ten minutes, and its combat power was comparable to that of a Soul Saint.
Its fighting time and combat power would increase along with Lu Feng's soul power level. A very strange symbiotic relationship had formed between the man and the beast. Luo Wupao protected Lu Feng's growth, and it would also become stronger itself.
"Wupao, can you smell the scent of that white tiger from before?"
"Luo, luo!"
"It doesn't matter. As long as you still remember the smell, we have plenty of time."
"Luo, luo!"
Luo Wupao walked ahead of Lu Feng, wagging its head, and the man and beast entered the forest.
"Wupao, good job! Your dog nose is really sensitive!"
At the edge of the cliff, Luo Wupao held its head high, squinting its eyes, enjoying having its large head stroked by Lu Feng.
After petting the little dog for a while, Lu Feng tied one end of a rope to a large tree and the other end around his waist. He tugged on the rope to make sure it was secure, then carefully descended down the cliff.
On the cliff, tens of meters down from the top, grew a palm-sized Ganoderma.
The Ganoderma was entirely red, looking like a setting sun. This Ganoderma had already been pecked at by some kind of bird, and about two-thirds of it remained.
This was a thousand-year-old Fire Ganoderma!
Before growing to a thousand years, Fire Ganoderma had the effects of detoxification, nourishment, and healing. But after growing to a thousand years, its only function was healing.
No matter how severe the injury, just by consuming a small piece of the Ganoderma, one could be saved.
Its efficacy was at least hundreds of times stronger than Ye Lingling's current soul skill.
Speaking of the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul, Lu Feng had already obtained ten fragments from Ye Lingling back then. However, when Lu Feng was preparing to synthesize it, a ominous premonition had suddenly welled up in his heart.
At the same time, Ye Lingling on the training ground had turned pale and fainted directly, which had scared Lu Feng into a cold sweat. He had a premonition that if he insisted on synthesizing this martial soul, Ye Lingling would meet her demise.
Lu Feng hurriedly dismantled the martial soul fragments and completely gave up the idea of synthesizing the Nine Heart Begonia again.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda soul masters could never break through level seventy-nine in their lifetime.
There could not be more than two living Nine Heart Begonia soul masters.
These limitations, in Lu Feng's eyes, did not seem like flaws of the martial soul, but rather like some kind of curse.
"Crack."
Lu Feng did not pull the Ganoderma up by the roots but took out a dagger and cut it off.
The thousand-year-old Fire Ganoderma could almost 'bring the dead back to life and grow flesh on white bones', but that was its only function.
Heavenly treasures belong to the virtuous.
However, for some special things, there was no need to eradicate them after obtaining them. Just like that bird-type soul beast back then, it had only taken the part it needed.
Returning to the edge of the cliff, Lu Feng patted Luo Wupao's large head, then continued deeper into the forest.
By the side of an inconspicuous small lake, the ground was crisscrossed with claw prints, and the flowers and grass had been brutally overturned, presenting a messy scene.
Lu Feng swung his fists, his two soul rings flashing alternately, engaged in battle with a Sabertooth Tiger over five meters long.
This white tiger was precisely the Holy White Tiger from a year ago.
In just one year, its age had actually grown to fifteen hundred years.
Such terrifying talent, it was unknown why there was no trace of it in the original work.
"Wupao, get its butt!" Lu Feng shouted, sending the white tiger retreating with a punch.
"Boom!"
At the same time, a violent explosion sounded. A dazzling white light shone, and the Sabertooth Tiger's butt was instantly scorched black.
"Awoo~" The Sabertooth Tiger let out a painful wail and fell directly to the ground. It panted heavily, struggling several times without getting back up.
Lu Feng walked over to the white tiger and looked down at it.
"Roar!" A fierce glint flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and it let out another roar.
"Hmph, using a spiritual attack in front of me is simply showing off in front of an expert," Lu Feng snorted lightly.
The corners of Lu Feng's clothes rustled, but his expression did not change in the slightest.
A year ago, he had been put in an extremely difficult situation by this move of the white tiger.
But now, after Lu Feng's attributes had been enhanced by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and he had also consumed the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, even a Soul King-level spiritual attack would have no effect on him.
Seeing that its final attack had no effect, the Sabertooth Tiger lay on the ground as if resigned to its fate and stopped struggling.
The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and even a hint of relief appeared.
Ever since finding this white tiger, Lu Feng had been beating it continuously for a month.
The [Holy Attribute] was not easy to find.
So far, Lu Feng had only managed to fleece it from Qian Renxue and this white tiger.
Lu Feng had only met Qian Renxue once in the Royal Academy, during the time when Qian Renxue had 'interviewed' him.
Qian Renxue was having a great time pretending to be the Crown Prince in the palace. It was difficult for Lu Feng to even meet her, let alone fleece the [Holy Attribute] from her.
Therefore, this white tiger was Lu Feng's only chance.
Lu Feng was not sure if he could obtain the [Holy Attribute] after absorbing the white tiger's soul ring. Therefore, he decided to fleece the attribute first, then kill the white tiger and absorb its soul ring.
The battle between one man, one dog, and one tiger had lasted for a month.
Now, it was time to end its suffering.
Sabertooth Tiger: Listen to me, thank you...
With a thought, Lu Feng collected the few clusters of light on the battlefield.
[Picked up a yellow attribute point [Strength] fragment *1]
[Picked up a yellow attribute point [Speed] fragment *1]
[Picked up a black attribute [Holy Attribute] fragment *1]
[Black Attribute: Holy Attribute (10/10) (Synthesizable)]
In an instant, Lu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a sacred majesty emanated from within him.
The white tiger was deterred by this aura and opened its eyes. Its gaze was somewhat dull, and a look of fear appeared in its eyes as it looked at Lu Feng. Or rather, it was the submission of a subordinate to a superior.
Lu Feng looked at the white tiger's abnormality, and a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.
"The Holy Attribute and the Light Attribute, the combination of these two attributes is indeed powerful. No wonder the Six-Winged Seraph martial soul is called the nemesis of the Fallen Ones. I'm about to kill you, yet you still lower your head in repentance?"
"I've decided. From now on, my [Brass Knuckles] martial soul will be renamed the Fist of Justice!"
However, just as Lu Feng was preparing to send the white tiger to the afterlife, two figures shot out from the woods in the distance and rapidly attacked him.
"Stop!" the leading large man shouted loudly.
A powerful soul power burst forth from the large man's body. His muscles bulged all over, covered in a thick layer of brown fur, making him look like he had transformed into a humanoid brown bear.
The large man was originally about 1.6 meters tall, but after the martial soul possession, he was already over 2.5 meters.
What was even more terrifying was that around him, seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—pulsated rhythmically around his body.
A Soul Saint powerhouse!
Beside the brawny man was a sturdy young soul master. He wore a white tight-fitting outfit and had long, straight blond hair. Strangely, the young man's eyes were bicolored, gold and blue.
The young man's martial soul was a White Tiger, and two yellow soul rings revolved around him.
Lu Feng looked at the combination of these two and instantly recognized their identities.
Zhao Wuji!
Dai Mubai!
"How did they appear here?" A hint of confusion rose in Lu Feng's eyes.
He glanced at the white tiger lying on the ground and instantly understood.
So that's how it is!
In the original work, Dai Mubai's third soul ring must have come from killing this Holy White Tiger.
Resistance to abnormal states, attack power, defense power, strength—all increased by double. And the duration was a full half an hour!
What a Holy White Tiger!
What a White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Lu Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flickering. "Looking at the posture of these two, if I kill this white tiger now, I definitely won't be able to absorb the soul ring either."
"Hmph, even if it's wasted, I can't leave it for Dai Mubai!"
"No, this white tiger is too precious. Maybe it can still be saved." Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and he instantly had an idea.
He flicked his wrist, and a small piece of Ganoderma appeared in his hand.
"Swoosh!"
Lu Feng's left middle finger bent slightly, then with a surge of soul power, he flicked the Ganoderma into the white tiger's mouth.
At the same time, two beams of light, one white and one gold, simultaneously flowed into the white tiger's body.
The next moment, the white tiger stood up directly from the ground. The bleeding from its wounds instantly stopped, and they quickly scabbed over.
The white tiger looked back at Lu Feng, a hint of human-like confusion flashing in its eyes. The next moment, a strong soul power burst forth from its body, and with a few leaps, it disappeared into the jungle.
"Kid, what did you do? How did that white tiger suddenly escape?"
At this moment, Zhao Wuji rushed in front of Lu Feng and reprimanded loudly.