Chapter 32: A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring Skill — Instant Kill of the Azure-Eyed White Python
Sunset Forest, core region—somewhere within.
Dugu Yan's small face was flushed red with excitement. She hadn't expected that just by returning home, her soul power would jump several levels—and she would even obtain a thousand-year spirit ring.
If she met Lingling again, would it shock her speechless? Hahaha…
Just imagining Ye Lingling's stunned expression made the little girl laugh inwardly.
Dugu Yan dragged the other unconscious Azure-Eyed White Python a distance away before beginning her absorption. She didn't want it suddenly waking up and biting her mid-process.
Although with her grandfather present, even if it revived, it wouldn't be a real problem—
Still, having a living thousand-year spirit beast nearby made her uneasy.
Dugu Bo chuckled at her cautiousness. "Alright, go absorb it. With Grandpa here, nothing will happen to you."
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa!"
Dugu Yan obediently sat beside the python's corpse and began absorbing the spirit ring.
Her Jade Phosphor Serpent possessed her body, and two yellow spirit rings appeared around her.
She summoned the purple ring from the python. The noble-looking purple light drifted over and instantly settled onto her.
A powerful pressure surged into her body. Dugu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, but it was still within her limits.
Dugu Bo watched nervously from the side. Even though absorbing a thousand-year ring should be safe, he couldn't help but worry.
After all, she was his only family in this world.
Fortunately, the process soon stabilized, and Dugu Yan's expression returned to normal.
From here on, she only needed time to fully absorb the energy.
Dugu Bo finally relaxed.
After watching for a while to ensure nothing would go wrong, he sat on a nearby boulder and took out the "Hundred Solutions of Hidden Weapons" from his storage tool.
Due to the issues caused by his poison, cultivating soul power was difficult, so he had developed a strong interest in these unusual techniques.
However, many of the methods required Tang Sect secret techniques to fully execute.
Not far away, the large and small Azure-Eyed White Pythons lay together.
The forty-thousand-year one was already dead.
As for the smaller one—it wasn't dead, just unconscious. Dugu Bo wasn't that ruthless.
Suddenly, Dugu Bo, who had been sitting cross-legged studying, stood up and looked behind him.
"No need to hide. Come out—I've already noticed you."
Three heads popped up from behind a small hill—it was Meng Shu and his group.
Under Dugu Bo's gaze, they smiled awkwardly and stepped out.
Meng Shu cupped his fists. "Senior, we've come as agreed."
He had wanted to observe first, worried his perception might be wrong—but he was discovered immediately.
"Greetings, Senior Dugu!"
"Greetings, Grandpa Dugu!"
Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran both bowed.
Dugu Bo waved his hand, gently lifting them. "No need for formalities, little girl. What's your name?"
"Grandpa, my name is Meng Yiran!"
Dugu Bo patted her head. "Meng Yiran? A very nice name."
When he had saved them earlier, this girl had been a big reason why.
And seeing how Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang risked their lives to protect her reminded him of himself.
He turned to them. "How did you find this place?"
Meng Shu explained, "You told us to come to the core region. We sensed your aura and followed it here."
Dugu Bo nodded. "I see. Since you're here, wait a bit. We'll talk after Yan Yan finishes absorbing her spirit ring."
The three nodded and sat nearby.
Only then did they notice the massive corpse of the Azure-Eyed White Python—and the dark spirit ring floating above it.
Meng Shu hurried over, shocked. "This… this is an Azure-Eyed White Python?"
"And judging by its size, it's around thirty to forty thousand years old!"
Meng Yiran glanced at Dugu Bo and whispered, "Is this the one that fought Grandpa Dugu just now?"
Without looking back, Dugu Bo reminded them, "Be careful. The smaller one next to it isn't dead."
"Not dead?"
They all jumped back in alarm before realizing—it was just a thousand-year one.
Meng Shu felt embarrassed. Hearing "still alive" had made him instinctively retreat.
Still, it was a natural reaction.
After regaining composure, he sighed regretfully. "What a pity. If this python had been kept, it would've been perfect for your seventh spirit ring."
Of course, he didn't dare say too much—it belonged to Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo put away his book and said calmly, "No need. Another spirit ring is coming."
Meng Shu's expression changed instantly. "Old woman, protect Yiran!"
Just as he finished speaking, a fierce aura rushed toward them from afar.
Dugu Bo slowly rose into the air, looking into the distance.
Another Azure-Eyed White Python approached—but smaller than the previous one, likely around thirty thousand years old.
It was probably the mate of the one he had killed, returning from hunting.
Who would've thought that the previous python had been an older female with a younger mate?
The python's eyes were blood-red as it rampaged forward, crushing everything in its path. Sensing its mate's death, it had gone mad.
But Dugu Bo didn't care.
If it got any closer, it might disturb his granddaughter's absorption.
That alone sealed its fate.
A terrifying pressure spread from his body.
Behind him, a massive phantom of an even larger serpent slowly appeared.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—red!
Nine spirit rings rose one by one, his aura reaching its peak.
Even the air around him seemed to solidify under the overwhelming pressure.
"Red…?"
"A hundred—hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?!"
Below, Meng Shu's group stared in shock.
Dugu Bo raised a hand and pointed at the raging python.
"Ninth Spirit Skill—Azure Desolation Thunder!"
The red spirit ring lit up.
The air turned heavy as lead, filled with terrifying energy.
Crack—!
Several azure lightning serpents tore through the sky and descended violently upon the Azure-Eyed White Python.