Capítulo 66: Not Vases! Plans for Elite Soul Master Tournament?
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Fang Yuan, seeming to both understand and not understand, nodded slightly.
From the words of the Slaughter Knight, it could be seen that the key to the Soul Beast sacrifice is actually the complete devotion of emotions, rather than the age of the Soul Beast itself.
In other words, if the Soul Beast can be persuaded to devote itself wholeheartedly, then the sacrifice can be achieved!
'In other words, it is possible to sacrifice the Ten Thousand Year Soul-Beast!'
Fang Yuan, contemplated in his mind, his eyes lighting up.
He didn't need any deep communication with the Soul Beast. With his Sharingan, as long as he possessed a strong enough pupil power, he could make the other side submit to him!
The only thing to consider now is his own pupil power and whether it can shake the mind of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast.
Perhaps he could try it later...
The Slaughter Knight continued on his carriage, using his titled Douluo perception to quickly discover several excellent Soul Beasts.
"Holy Son, there's a Ten Thousand Year Sunflower here."
"Holy Son, there's a Ten Thousand Year Ghost Vine here."
"Holy Son, I found a Ten Thousand Year Gentleman Bamboo. Judging from its age, it's probably just over ten thousand years old."
The Slaughter Knight called out, "Gentleman Bamboo is tough, cold-resistant, and stands tall. If used as a soul ring, it should yield a defensive soul skill or a resistance soul skill."
Fang Yuan let out a light sigh. Obviously, the Slaughter Knight still wanted him to be cautious and absorb this type of plant-based Soul Beast.
"Let's continue looking, Captain. Plant-based Soul Beasts don't amplify soul power by much. I still hope to obtain an animal-type Soul Beast."
"Ah..."
The Slaughter Knight sighed lightly, his expression complex. The spiritual impact and mental shock from the soul of an animal-type Soul Beast after death far exceeded that of a plant-based one. To be honest, he really didn't want Fang Yuan to take risks.
Fang Yuan indeed had the potential to absorb soul rings beyond his current level, as seen from his second and third-millennium rings. But the fourth soul ring was different.
This time, the leap he would make was a full five thousand years of cultivation, and the risks involved it, maybe only God knows!
"Holy Son..."
"Trust me, Captain."
Fang Yuan stepped out of the carriage, looking at the Slaughter Knight with a smile. "Don't you know me by now? If there's a real danger, I'd run before anything else. How could I gamble my life like that?"
"You really..."
In the Slaughter Knight's mind, memories suddenly resurfaced of when Fang Yuan was still a law enforcement officer in the Slaughter Capital, before becoming the Holy Son.
They had gone on numerous missions together. Every time Fang Yuan encountered a tough opponent, he would frown and step back behind everyone else.
When the missions were over, the other law enforcement officers would have various injuries, but he would have nothing, not even a speck of dust on him.
Looking into Fang Yuan's eyes, the Slaughter Knight knew that persuasion was futile. Since it was the case, he might as well support him.
"Then let's keep looking. But, Holy Son, since you've chosen an animal-type Soul Beast, the Soul Beast you choose must be just over ten thousand years old. Otherwise, I won't make a move!"
"Alright, all right."
Fang Yuan nodded helplessly. The Slaughter Knight finally smiled and continued driving the carriage, searching for Soul Beasts.
Fang Yuan returned to the carriage, not continuing to play with the small cats, but sitting cross-legged. He began to gather his soul power and visual power, preparing for the upcoming Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast.
The three women looked at Fang Yuan, who had entered a state of cultivation, exchanged glances, and considerately refrained from disturbing him.
However, they didn't just sit idle. They followed Fang Yuan's example and began cultivating cross-legged.
For Fang Yuan, the three women were more than just maids; they weren't mere decorative vases meant to be toyed with or outlets for frustration.
The Zhu sisters possessed good strength. Even though Zhu Zhuyun was already seventeen, nearing eighteen, she was a Soul Sect at the forty-seventh level.
Her soul power level was even higher than Fang Yuan's!
Zhuqing and the Nightingale were both Soul Masters in the twenties levels. While their aptitude might not be top-tier, they never saw themselves as mere 'vases'.
Not to mention, if their soul power couldn't keep up, it would take a very long time to recover from Fang Yuan's whipping every night!
As the three women entered a state of cultivation, the fluctuations in their soul power caught Fang Yuan's attention.
Watching the three women refining their soul power during cultivation, a sudden thought emerged in Fang Yuan's mind.
'Perhaps... I should let them enter an academy and shine in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament?'
Once this idea surfaced, it continued to revolve in Fang Yuan's mind.
Although the three women were his maids, none of them were vases. In the original story, they all had remarkable and dazzling moments.
Especially in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, Zhuqing and Zhuyun had an eye-catching role.
While it was great to have them as maids by his side, Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel that something was missing. Even though he could possess the three women now, they were just ordinary maids.
But what if they had more honors, a different set of titles, and he fiercely possessed them after that?
It was like how some people added a bit of fun to their loving relationships, like cosplay or something.
For instance, during the day, he could lead the three women and his teammates to victory in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament through heroic performances, winning the championship.
And then at night...
Cough cough cough, it seemed quite intriguing!
Fang Yuan licked his lips, quite intrigued by the idea.
However, implementing this plan would complicate matters with the academy's regulations.
He was a member of the Martial Soul Academy. If they were to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, would they be considered part of the Martial Soul Hall or not?
If they were counted, according to the Martial Soul Hall's regulations, the three women wouldn't be allowed to go on stage with him.
If not...
'How about I learn from Shrek Academy? Borrowing a chicken to lay an egg, creating my own academy?'
Fang Yuan pondered this, finding it to be a rather good plan.
Just as Fang Yuan was thinking about academies and planning to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament two years later, the excited voice of the Slaughter Knight suddenly sounded.
"Holy Son! I've found something!"
"Oh?!"
Curious, Fang Yuan stepped out of the carriage.
At first glance, he saw the Slaughter Knight and two soul beasts lying on the ground, bound by soul power.
These two soul beasts were roughly the same size, about two feet long, and covered in a layer of dark golden armor. They had six sturdy legs and six eyes on top of their heads, emitting a faint green light.
They were two Thousand-Ton Ants.
Two-ten-thousand-year-old Thousand-Ton Ants!
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