Jiang Xiaofeng placed the corpse of the Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly into the Sea Ascending Moon and looked around. He could only vaguely remember that he had come from your direction, so he could only slowly make his way forward.
Without a map, without any markers, Jiang Xiaofeng could only rely on identifying the age of the soul beasts to determine if he was heading in the right direction. If he didn't understand anything and went deeper, encountering a ten-thousand-year soul beast, even a genius like Jiang Xiaofeng would die.
It was at this point that Jiang Xiaofeng finally understood why Bibi Dong had insisted he study theory for a month—he was experiencing it firsthand in the Soul Beast Forest.
Without that month of learning, Jiang Xiaofeng might not even be able to tell the age of the soul beasts in front of him.
"Mopote, I really have to thank you. Otherwise, today, I Jiang Xiaofeng would have gotten lost in this Soul Beast Forest," Jiang Xiaofeng said.
Jiang Xiaofeng moved very cautiously. In his past life, he had been cautious, but in the dangerous Soul Beast Forest, he was even more careful, trying to avoid those thousand-year level soul beasts.
Sometimes, he even encountered soul beasts that were 3000 years old, scaring Jiang Xiaofeng so much that he didn't dare make a sound. After all, he had just entered the Great Soul Master realm, and facing a 3000-year soul beast, it was better to run first.
Of course, sometimes it was unavoidable to meet certain soul beasts, and Jiang Xiaofeng could only fight!
After helping Evil Moon obtain the soul ring, Yue Guan entered the Soul Beast Forest again to search for the 1200-year-old Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly. Yue Guan searched for nearly half a month but found nothing.
"Strange, could the Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly have been killed by someone? Or eaten by a higher-level soul beast?" Yue Guan wondered.
Without finding the Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly, Yue Guan couldn't find Jiang Xiaofeng's body, which made him extremely frustrated.
At the large iron gates of the Soul Beast Forest, Jiang Xiaofeng stared at the closed gates, helpless. He had knocked for a long time, but no one came to open the door. Looking at the massive, towering walls, Jiang Xiaofeng knew there was no way he could climb them.
What Jiang Xiaofeng didn't know was that entering the Soul Beast Forest required a token, and when leaving, one also needed to pass through a token. Otherwise, you could only wait for someone from the outside to come in or for someone inside to leave.
Jiang Xiaofeng, dressed in rags, looked like a beggar. In the last half month, he had fought soul beasts, been chased by 3000-year-old soul beasts, killed hundred-year-old soul beasts, and generally had a fulfilling but tough time.
When hungry, he ate soul beast meat; when thirsty, he drank soul beast blood. As for the fruits and water in the Soul Beast Forest, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't dare touch them.
Mopote had said that the fruits and water in the Soul Beast Forest and the Star Dou Forest could be extremely poisonous, and it was better to eat meat and drink blood than touch anything from there.
If an ordinary soul master had been in Jiang Xiaofeng's situation, they probably would have struggled to drink the soul beast blood. But Jiang Xiaofeng had lived through this in his past life—when being hunted, he ate anything, even... human flesh, when desperate.
Yue Guan returned to the entrance of the Soul Beast Forest with a grim face, only to spot a small beggar sitting by the gate. He stopped and stared.
"Holy Son???"
Jiang Xiaofeng, hearing the familiar voice, immediately looked toward the sound.
Yue Guan leaped and landed next to Jiang Xiaofeng.
"Your Highness Holy Son, I am incompetent. I was unable to protect you properly. Please punish me!"
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head. "It's no big deal. I've been training for half a month, and my soul power has broken through by one level. I'm at level 22 now!"
Yue Guan smiled and said, "That's great! I thought you had died! And you even leveled up by one! …Wait, Your Highness Holy Son, you leveled up by one? Does that mean...?"
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded. "Yes."
Jiang Xiaofeng spread his hands, revealing two soul rings—one yellow, one purple.
Yue Guan stared in disbelief. His eyes widened.
He had thought Jiang Xiaofeng was dead, but not only was he alive, he had obtained a thousand-year soul ring. His second soul ring was from a thousand-year beast—Jiang Xiaofeng had truly done it.
What was even more astonishing was that no one in the history of Douluo Continent had ever absorbed a thousand-year soul ring as their second soul ring!
"Your Highness Holy Son, this soul ring…"
"Yes, it's from the Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly. I killed it!" Jiang Xiaofeng declared.
Yue Guan finally understood why he hadn't found the 1200-year-old Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly—Jiang Xiaofeng had killed it.
"Ha ha, Your Highness Holy Son, you truly live up to the attention Pope Bibi Dong places on you. Such talent, not even the young disciples of the Angel Clan could compare. If the Pope knew your second soul ring was a thousand-year-level one, she would definitely be very happy!"
Jiang Xiaofeng's thoughts drifted to Bibi Dong. He imagined her joy when she saw him, holding him in her arms, the comforting fragrance of her, and just thinking about it made his heart race!
"Yue Guan, let's go back!" Jiang Xiaofeng said.
"Sure, Your Highness Holy Son, as long as you're fine, we can leave at any time."
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded. "Mm, what about Evil Moon?"
"He's waiting outside. He's already gotten his soul ring," Yue Guan answered.
Jiang Xiaofeng nodded and followed Yue Guan out of the Soul Beast Forest.
When Evil Moon saw Jiang Xiaofeng, he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"You, stay away! A ghost!"
Yue Guan grabbed Evil Moon by the neck and said, "This is the Holy Son. Ghost? What ghost? Not only is the Holy Son alive, but he also killed the Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly and obtained a thousand-year soul ring!"
Evil Moon was shocked. Not only was Jiang Xiaofeng alive, but he had also obtained a purple thousand-year soul ring. This was just insane.
"How did you do it?"
Jiang Xiaofeng replied calmly, "I have a twin martial soul. I have advantages you don't. Otherwise, Master wouldn't be so powerful, right, Yue Guan?"
Yue Guan nodded. Bibi Dong's twin martial soul was so terrifying, and in her presence, he felt like a child. Once again, he realized he had made a mistake and was subdued by her aura. Her soul power was clearly above level 97, not the 95 level the outside world claimed.
Evil Moon fell silent. When he absorbed an 850-year-old soul ring, he nearly fainted. If it hadn't been for his hatred of his enemies, he wouldn't have been able to endure it.
But here, Jiang Xiaofeng had absorbed a 1200-year-old Thousand-Faced Magic Butterfly soul ring. Was this the difference in talent?
He no longer had the desire to fight Jiang Xiaofeng. Was this the pressure of talent?
Suddenly, Evil Moon kneeled before Jiang Xiaofeng.
"Your Highness Holy Son, I, Evil Moon, am willing to follow you for life, no matter life or death!"
The sudden oath caught both Yue Guan and Jiang Xiaofeng off guard.
Yue Guan smiled and said, "Your Highness Holy Son, your talent has successfully attracted a follower. Evil Moon is a top talent at the Martial Soul Academy. Don't you want him?"
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head. "We are friends. I don't need followers. We can be brothers!"
Evil Moon looked at Jiang Xiaofeng. He had regarded him as a friend, a brother, yet here he was thinking of being his follower. He felt ashamed.
Evil Moon swore, "As long as I, Evil Moon, live, no one will touch you, unless they step over my body!"
(End of Chapter)