RNP Chapter 5 can absorb a yearly soul ring? I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!
Chapter 5 can absorb a yearly soul ring? I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!
As Old Jack and Tang San disappeared completely from the path at the village entrance, an eerie silence fell over the blacksmith shop.
The air seemed to still carry the silent resentment of Tang San as he left, and Old Jack's sigh of disappointment.
Tang Ren stood there, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
"Pack your things."
Tang Hao's voice broke the silence.
He had sat down again and was wiping a black wine bottle with a rag, his movements unhurried, as if the argument that had just decided the fate of the two children was just an insignificant farce.
"Huh?" Tang Ren was stunned, his face filled with confusion and bewilderment. "Father, where...are we going?"
Tang Hao stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and for the first time, a faint smile appeared in his deep eyes—a smile that was a mixture of arrogance and disdain.
"I'm just saying, you don't need to go to that so-called Notting Junior Soul Master Academy," he said, enunciating each word clearly, his voice low but filled with unparalleled confidence.
"But I didn't say you couldn't go anywhere else. Those places would only waste your talent and bury your martial spirit. My son, Tang Hao's son, will walk a different path than them."
In an instant, Tang Ren's heart began to pound wildly!
He got it!
Tang Hao did not intend to confine him to this small Holy Soul Village, but rather to pave his own path to becoming a powerful figure at the pinnacle!
"Yes, Father!" A brilliant light burst forth in Tang Ren's eyes, sweeping away all his confusion.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately began packing. There wasn't much to pack, just two changes of old clothes and the animal hide manual, "The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique," which he had already thoroughly memorized.
A moment later, Tang Hao slung a simple bag over his shoulder, carrying a gourd of wine in one hand, and naturally took Tang Ren's small hand in the other.
The father and son walked out of the blacksmith shop, which had witnessed six years of decline and rebirth, and left Holy Soul Village as the sun rose.
......
a few days later.
When Tang Ren first stood before this boundless primeval forest, he truly understood what "spectacular" meant.
Towering ancient trees block out the sun, their massive canopies resembling green canopies that shatter the sky.
The air was filled with the fragrance of damp earth and the smell of decaying plants, mixed with a wild and ancient sense of power.
Various unheard-of roars and bird calls came from the depths of the forest, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, as if proclaiming that this was the kingdom of soul beasts.
Starry Sky Forest!
This place is a land of opportunity for every Soul Master, but also a battlefield where countless powerful figures have been buried!
"Father, we've come here..." Tang Ren looked up at Tang Hao, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
"I will attach your first spirit ring." Tang Hao's answer was concise and clear.
He led Tang Ren into this perilous forest, his steps steady and his expression composed.
Although he had perfectly concealed the aura that belonged to Haotian Douluo, the confidence and power that came from his very bones made the low-level soul beasts around him instinctively retreat.
"Have you decided?" Tang Hao asked as they walked, "Which spirit soul should I attach a spirit ring to first?"
Tang Ren answered without hesitation: "The Tree of Life."
His thinking was clear. The appearance of the Destruction Hammer was too similar to that of the Clear Sky Hammer, and given his surname "Tang," once exposed, it would inevitably bring endless trouble, and might even bring up the old grudges between the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall.
Before he has sufficient means to protect himself, this divine hammer must be hidden as his deepest trump card.
Tang Hao nodded, quite satisfied with his son's caution and maturity.
He stopped in a relatively safe clearing in the woods, squatted down, and his expression became more serious than ever before.
He stretched out his large, calloused hand and placed it on Tang Ren's head. A gentle yet powerful surge of soul energy slowly flowed in, carefully examining every inch of Tang Ren's meridians and bones.
After a long while, he withdrew his hand, his eyes flashing with a strange light that even shocked himself.
"Xiao Ren, I have examined your body. Now, I will tell you the maximum age limit for the first spirit ring you can absorb."
Tang Ren held his breath, nervously awaiting the answer that would determine his starting point.
Four hundred years? Or like Tang San?
However, the number Tang Hao said next struck him like a thunderbolt from the heavens!
Around 1050-1550.
"Wh...what?!" Tang Ren thought he had misheard. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
Tang Ren never expected that he would be able to absorb a thousand-year soul ring.
Although he was confident that he could surpass the theoretical limits set by Yu Xiaogang, it was still a bit of an exaggeration.
He hasn't read many books, so Tang Hao probably wouldn't lie to him, right?
"Father, you mean... a thousand years? Theoretically speaking, isn't the maximum lifespan of a normal person's first spirit ring 423 years?" Tang Ren asked tentatively.
"Theory?" Tang Hao's lips curled into an arrogant smile. "Theory is for mediocre people! How can my son, Tang Hao's son, be measured by common sense!"
His voice was filled with powerful confidence and undeniable certainty:
"You absorbed the 100,000-year-old soul bone left behind by your mother. The energy of that soul bone has elevated your physical strength to an unbelievable level!"
"Furthermore, your Life Tree Martial Soul constantly nourishes your body with the most primal life energy, making your meridian resilience and recovery ability far surpass those of ordinary people!"
Looking at Tang Ren's still shocked face, he continued to explain, "Therefore, you are fully capable of withstanding the impact that the thousand-year soul ring has on your physical body."
At this point, his expression turned serious again: "However, this only applies to thousand-year spirit rings. Ten-thousand-year spirit rings are absolutely forbidden! A ten-thousand-year spirit ring brings not only an energy shock, but more terrifyingly, a soul-shaking shock!"
"The backlash from the resentment and spiritual power of a high-level soul beast before its death would be fatal to your current soul strength; there would be no chance of survival!"
Tang Ren's heart was pounding!
A thousand years! My first spirit ring can actually last for a thousand years!
This means he will have a purple spirit ring!
This means that his starting point will far surpass all the geniuses on the Douluo Continent, including his younger brother who has the "protagonist halo"!
An indescribable surge of excitement and pride instantly filled his chest!
He looked into his father's eyes, which were filled with trust and expectation, and nodded heavily, his voice trembling slightly with emotion:
"I understand, Father!"
With their goal set, the father and son began searching for a suitable target on the outskirts of the vast Starry Sky Forest.
Their goal was clear—plant-type soul beasts.
Tang Hao walked in front, his tall figure like a moving mountain, shielding Tang Ren from all potential dangers.
As he walked, he explained the knowledge about the forest to Tang Ren.
"Look over there," he pointed to a clump of emerald green bamboo with distinct segments, "that's the Steel-Resilient Green Bamboo, a hundred-year-old soul beast. Its soul ring can enhance the body's flexibility and defense, but it doesn't benefit your Tree of Life much."
Tang Ren carefully wrote it down.
They continued deeper, the fallen leaves beneath their feet growing thicker, and the fluctuations of soul energy in the air becoming increasingly noticeable.
Soon, they discovered another vine twining around an ancient tree, with tiny blue flowers blooming on it like starlight.
"The Falling Star Vine has about three hundred years of cultivation," Tang Hao's voice remained calm and steady.
"Its spirit rings usually come with paralysis or binding skills, belonging to the control type, which is not a perfect match for your martial spirit attribute."
Tang Ren nodded again, shifting his gaze away from the beautiful vines.
Soon, on the edge of a swamp, they saw a blue lotus quietly blooming.
The lotus was incomparably pure, and the surrounding miasma could not get close at all.
"The Evergreen Lotus has nearly five hundred years of cultivation, which is quite impressive. Its spirit rings provide excellent healing and purification effects, which aligns with your spirit attribute."
Tang Hao commented, but then shook his head.
"Unfortunately, the timeframe is still too short. Our goal is a thousand years!"
He emphasized the word "millennium" with great force, conveying an unwavering determination.
And so they walked, observed, and gave up along the way.
Steel-Resilient Green Bamboo, Falling Star Vine, Evergreen Lotus... These high-quality soul rings that ordinary soul masters dream of are all considered ordinary items with "too low age" in Tang Hao's words.
Tang Ren's initial excitement gradually subsided.
"Father, are plant-type soul beasts difficult to grow to a thousand years old?" Tang Ren asked astutely, looking at his surroundings.
"That's right." Tang Hao gave him an approving look.
"Plants occupy the lowest level of the entire soul beast ecosystem. They lack sharp claws and fangs, making movement difficult, and serve as food for many herbivorous soul beasts."
"For a plant to grow safely for a thousand years, it needs immense luck and a sufficiently secluded environment. Therefore, we must go further in, to those places rarely visited by humans, places that even powerful soul beasts are too lazy to set foot in, in order to have any chance of finding our target."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao's eyes sharpened. He took Tang Ren's hand and resolutely walked into the deeper, darker heart of the forest.