Chapter 107: Absorption, Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring
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When the Dream Flower Demon perished, its pollen and fragrance lost their effects completely. The spirit beasts that had previously fallen into a deep slumber began waking up one after another, depending on their strength.
Yet, as they half-opened their eyes, caught between wakefulness and sleep, there remained a trace of longing on their faces. It was clear just how intoxicating the illusions created by the Dream Flower Demon were.
Dugu Bo stomped the ground, unleashing a fierce aura. The spirit beasts fully snapped awake, letting out a cacophony of threatening roars before quickly fleeing.
Faced with a Titled Douluo—a being as terrifying as a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast—they dared not linger a moment longer.
Soon, the area was deserted, the spirit beasts scattered like birds and beasts fleeing from danger.
Dugu Bo glanced at Wang Li and sighed before saying,
"You actually succeeded—hunting down a nearly thirty-thousand-year-old spirit beast on your own. Your strength already rivals that of a Spirit Emperor, only slightly weaker than a Spirit Saint using their Martial Spirit Avatar. Xiao Li, are you really planning to absorb this spirit ring? The risks involved are far too complex to explain in just a few words!"
By this time, Wang Li's swollen face had already begun to recover rapidly. Hearing these words, he confidently replied,
"Grandfather, as I've said before, if I can hunt it, I can absorb it. Let me adjust myself and recover to my optimal state first."
Wang Li fully unleashed his domain, and within a radius of several hundred, even a thousand meters, all Blue Silver Grass became his loyal supporters. They channeled their energy toward him, accelerating his recovery.
His entire body was enveloped in a faint, visible blue aura. With every breath, this energy flowed into his body, replenishing his depleted strength.
It didn't take long. By combining the innate talents of his two martial spirits, Wang Li returned to peak condition. Stretching slightly, he turned to Dugu Bo and said,
"Grandfather, I'll start absorbing the spirit ring now. This might take some time, so I'll leave the task of guarding me to you."
Dugu Bo, being a decisive man, saw Wang Li's determination and chose not to dissuade him further. He simply replied,
"I won't let anything disturb you. But during the process of absorbing the spirit ring, I can't offer any help—it's all up to you."
Wang Li nodded firmly, saying nothing more. He walked up to the spirit ring, sat cross-legged, and began the absorption process.
The pitch-black, deep soul ring floated at his call, slowly drifting toward him. It encircled his martial spirit and then fused directly into his body.
In an instant, an incomparably vast surge of spirit power erupted. This was the spirit ring of a nearly thirty-thousand-year-old spirit beast—a ring that even Spirit Emperors at the sixtieth rank would hesitate to attempt absorbing.
Despite his preparation, Wang Li was still taken aback. The overwhelming spirit power filled his meridians to the brim, leaving no room for relief.
It was uncomfortable—extremely uncomfortable. But Wang Li, having resolved to absorb this spirit ring, had no intention of backing down.
He activated his cultivation technique, channeling his spirit power. His skin, muscles, tendons, bones, and meridians glowed faintly with a golden light. Acting as bridges, they united his body's strength into a cohesive whole, working to restrain the massive spirit power and prevent it from running rampant.
Bit by bit, Wang Li gradually guided the immense spirit power through his body, taming it piece by piece.
With a strong start, it seemed likely that, with enough time, Wang Li would be able to fully absorb the spirit ring.
However, spirit rings over ten thousand years old often carry the residual consciousness of the spirit beast. The Dream Flower Demon, a plant-type spirit beast with mental attributes, did not directly launch a mental assault on Wang Li.
Instead, it hid within the spirit ring, subtly releasing its power to draw Wang Li's mind into an illusionary realm. The process was utterly silent, so much so that Wang Li remained completely unaware.
He only felt that this time, the absorption process seemed unusually smooth. Encouraged, he accelerated the operation of his cultivation technique, eager to complete the absorption as quickly as possible.
Strangely, the more focused he became on the task, the more he began to forget about it. The harder he worked to channel his spirit power, the more he lost awareness of doing so.
Confusion filled his mind. He sensed that he ought to be doing something, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall what it was. His spirit floated aimlessly, as though it had lost all anchor.
In reality, as he ceased operating his cultivation technique, the massive spirit power released from the ring began wreaking havoc on his body. He had no means to stop the damage.
At that critical moment, voices echoed in his mind. His loyal subjects—through the Blue Silver Domain—transmitted their calls into his consciousness.
In an instant, Wang Li's spirit trembled violently.
"So I underestimated you!"
Wang Li immediately grasped his connection to reality and quickly regained control over his body. Activating his cultivation technique, he channeled his spirit power to continue absorbing and refining the spirit ring.
Time passed, second by second, until suddenly—
"Roar!"
With a sharp, piercing howl, the Dream Flower Demon's residual consciousness finally dissipated. Wang Li fully reclaimed control over his body.
The refinement of the spirit ring was nearing its conclusion. Without the interference of the Dream Flower Demon, the spirit ring was completely subdued by Wang Li.
At this moment, Wang Li sat cross-legged on the ground. Before him was his Blue Silver King martial spirit, unhidden and in its true form—thick, upright, and crystalline. Its body bore two distinct markings, one red and one blue, which, even when restrained, radiated a menacing aura.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black. The final black spirit ring now hovered around his body, joining the other four in a harmonious cycle.
Opening his eyes, Wang Li exhaled a long breath of stale air, marking the end of the spirit ring absorption process. He then opened his interface and examined its details:
- Host: Wang Li
- Martial Spirit: Blue Silver King Lv6 (Evolving)
- Spirit Power: Level 54 (12%) +
- Trait: Vitality Lv6 (As the unparalleled king of the Blue Silver Grass, the Blue Silver King possesses immense vitality, a powerful physique, extraordinary strength, and rapid recovery abilities.)
- Passive: Tenacity Lv6 (What doesn't kill me makes me stronger. After recovering from any abnormal condition, the host's constitution will be greatly enhanced, provided they survive.)
- Domain: Blue Silver Domain Lv2 (The exclusive domain of the Blue Silver Emperor, an essential path for the Blue Silver King to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor.)
- Spirit Rings:
- First Spirit Ring (Equipped)
- Second Spirit Ring (Equipped)
- Third Spirit Ring (Equipped)
- Fourth Spirit Ring (Equipped)
- Fifth Spirit Ring (Equipped)
- Spirit Bones: None
- Battle Experience: 361,240
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Wang Li thought to himself:
"Level 54 spirit power—it's the result of pushing my limits to absorb this spirit ring, combined with my cultivation efforts over this period. Not bad. My hard work hasn't been in vain."
"And now, my Blue Silver Domain has reached Level 2. That makes sense—my spirit was tempered and significantly strengthened during the spirit ring absorption process. This time, I really have to thank the Blue Silver Domain and all the Blue Silver Grass. Without their support, my spirit might have been banished and gradually dispersed into the heavens and earth."
(End of Chapter)