Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

Ao Yin's pale white spirit ring suddenly lit up and flashed wildly!

"First Soul Skill, Crimson Tide!"

With a whoosh!

The dragon pattern on the entire black coiled dragon staff was fully activated, a fire dragon was awakened, and the innate Southern Ming Fire burned fiercely, making the entire coiled dragon staff as red as a branding iron.

Snap! Bang!

As the red tide surged, the thick layer of ice that had frozen Ao Yin's body shattered instantly and vaporized into wisps of white mist.

next second!

The area within a ten-meter radius was completely encircled by the Southern Ming Fire, and the encircled area was... the Crimson Tide Domain!

Ao Yin smiled slightly. This first soul skill is called Crimson Tide.

"Within the Red Tide, the Southern Ming Fire envelops me. I am like a god. Anyone who has any blasphemous thoughts towards the god will have their mind and spirit instantly scorched by the Southern Ming Fire. Of course, their physical functions will also be affected to some extent, becoming stiff."

Even if you react in time, your movement speed will be significantly reduced for a certain period of time! Your attack power will be weakened!

The once ferocious and menacing six-winged frost centipede now had a vacant look in its eyes.

The intensely hot flames were scorching its body, and the frost mist around it was rapidly melting away, as the power of frost was being suppressed!

Hiss! Hiss!

It realized what was happening and looked at the boy walking slowly towards it in horror.

At this moment, Ao Yin was surrounded by the Southern Bright Fire, like a blazing sun that burns everything in its path, his divine power awe-inspiring and impossible to look directly at!

The enormous body of the six-winged frost centipede trembled involuntarily.

"Now you're scared? Too late."

"A mighty...red tide!"

With immense power amplified by the Panlong Staff, the first soul skill, the crimson tide formed by the Nanming Fire, crashed down!

boom!

Boom...

...

Even though the six-winged frost centipede wanted to escape, it was intercepted and surrounded by Nanming Li Huo and could only face the attack head-on!

rustling—

It was as if countless tiny suns, carrying an aura of destruction, were hurtling toward the six-winged frost centipede. It suddenly tried to flap its ice wings and unleash its ultimate speed in an instant!

However, his movements did freeze for a moment!

Boom!

The Panlong Staff slammed down, and the Six-Winged Frost Centipede's icy scales withstood the blow, producing a dull thud. The Six-Winged Frost Centipede felt its body sink, and with a thud, it crashed to the ground!

It was smashed into a deep crater!

creak!creak!

The six-winged frost centipede was severely injured, and coupled with the bite from the datura snake, which had left it with a deep-seated venom, the frost had now dissipated, leaving it powerless to suppress the venom. It was on the verge of death, its hundred legs flailing about and making a creaking sound, but it was unable to get up.

Ao Yin narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "The Six-Winged Frost Centipede is a rare soul beast, possessing a diluted ice dragon bloodline and the power of extreme cold. I'll use you as the second soul ring for my Coiling Dragon Staff!"

As he spoke, Ao Yin swung his Panlong Staff, and a burst of Nanming Fire flew out, instantly engulfing the dying [Six-Winged Frost Centipede] in flames!

Sizzle, it tears!

Even with its formidable ice-scaled body, the Six-Winged Frost Centipede began to emit a charred smell in an instant under the burning of the Southern Bright Fire.

The six-winged centipede struggled for a long time before finally being freed.

A yellow spirit ring slowly rose up.

Ao Yin's eyes lit up: "A six-hundred-year limit!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ao Yin immediately used his soul power to draw it into his body.

The moment the soul ring entered his body, an extremely cold aura enveloped him, but fortunately, the Southern Bright Fire protected him and easily neutralized it.

Unlike the Fire Glass Serpent, which has a lifespan of one minute, the Six-Winged Frost Centipede has a lifespan of six hundred years and needs a certain amount of time to absorb a soul ring.

...

...

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the Soul Hunter Forest.

Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief, and Tang San also woke up at this time.

"Teacher, I...I've let you down!" Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with a guilty expression.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and sighed, "Xiao San, it's not your fault. Soul beasts over a hundred years old are inherently difficult to hunt!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San clenched his fists and retorted, "No! Teacher, I really did hunt down the Mandragora Serpent with my own hands, but the spirit ring went to Ao Yin!"

"impossible!"

Yu Xiaogang reacted immediately, but he couldn't find a reason why the soul ring drifted towards Ao Yin.

If that's the case, then there's only one truth: Tang San is lying, and he didn't kill the Mandala Snake with his own hands at all!

Tang San was speechless and didn't want to have a pointless argument with his teacher!

"Teacher, what about my first spirit ring...?"

"Cough cough—"

Tang San wanted to ask about the spirit rings, but found that Yu Xiaogang was coughing up blood!

"It's nothing, I was just injured by that six-winged frost centipede!"

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "As for your spirit ring... we'll have to settle for second best!"

"Who is the teacher?"

"That's right, it's the same Guzhu we encountered before!"

Yu Xiaogang stated frankly, "The Soul Hunter Forest is fraught with danger. Those hundred-year-old Mandragora Snakes are incredibly rare, and now that your teacher is injured, and considering I mentioned the [Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo] to you before, it perfectly suits your Blue Silver Grass's characteristics. It's a good backup option!"

Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San on the shoulder and led him directly to the Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo.

"That's it! Listening to the teacher's words, and relying on the teacher's theories, I'm sure I can train you into a god!"

"Become a god?"

Tang San was slightly taken aback, not expecting his teacher to be so confident in his theory.

"That's right! The path to godhood is destined to be extraordinary. Don't be bound by the age limit of your martial soul; choosing a soul ring that matches the characteristics of your martial soul is the best option!"

Tang San took a deep breath. Geniuses never follow the rules, and neither his teacher nor he were law-abiding people!

"I'll listen to my teacher!" Tang San was quickly persuaded by Yu Xiaogang.

He immediately walked up to the "Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo" he had seen before, and with a swift stroke of his knife, he cut it down.

A white spirit ring rose up!

"Little Three, hurry! Absorb your first spirit ring, your teacher will protect you!"

Tang San nodded, no longer hesitating, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb the [Ten-Year Lonely Bamboo] soul ring!

...

After a long while, Tang San opened his eyes and instantly felt his own uniqueness.

"How is it?"

"Teacher, I did it!"

As he spoke, Tang San slowly extended his right hand, and the Blue Silver Grass slowly appeared in his hand, while a white spirit ring rose slowly from beneath his feet.

He thought to himself, "After absorbing the soul ring, the Mysterious Heaven Technique seems to have loosened slightly!"

"Okay! Let's go back!"

Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow slightly, not noticing any significant changes in the Blue Silver Grass. However, this place was certainly not safe and not suitable for lingering.

Now that we've helped Tang San obtain a suitable first spirit ring, it's time to leave the Soul Hunter Forest and go back!

"What about Ao Yin?"

Tang San couldn't help but look back. He hadn't seen Ao Yin for so long. He wondered if Ao Yin was dead or alive.

Yu Xiaogang sneered, "Even if Ao Yin had innate full soul power, superhuman strength, and martial arts skills, he couldn't escape being targeted by a six-winged frost centipede with a six-hundred-year limit. He'd probably already become food for a soul beast!"

"Dead?"

Tang San frowned slightly. To die at the hands of a soul beast like this was too easy for him!