The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

The Thunder Beast itself is like a milk bottle storing soul power. The soul power stored inside is close to the critical value, in a boiling and uncontrollable state, and there is always the possibility of it exploding.

Xu Zihuang's role was essentially to calm down the soul power stored in the milk bottle and guide out a portion of it.

If things continue like this, the potential danger of the Thunder Beast self-destructing could very well be perfectly resolved.

"Squeak squeak squeak—" The Thunder Beast's cries were noticeably more joyful, and it increased the frequency of outputting its internal lightning-attribute energy. The dense lightning-attribute elements, almost tangible, enveloped its body and Xu Zihuang's.

"Please try not to get too close to me."

Xu Zihuang glanced at the crowd and then added, "I can control this thunder beast's abilities, so it poses no threat to me."

Of all the people present, Elder Song was undoubtedly the most convinced by Xu Zihuang's words. After all, she had just witnessed Xu Zihuang's even more formidable abilities firsthand.

Ning Tian rushed in front of the crowd, but Zhang Lexuan grabbed his wrist tightly.

Ning Tian calmed down at this point, but the concern in his eyes remained.

"Concern leads to confusion."

Zhang Lexuan sighed softly, then smiled and gently comforted him, "Tianhuang has created countless miracles over the years; you should know him very well. Trust Tianhuang; he's not the kind of person who acts recklessly. If he says that, then he must be absolutely certain."

"Senior Sister..." Ning Tian realized that she had lost her composure and lowered her head with a slight blush.

Li Yongyue, Mo Xuan, and Dai Luoli were once again deeply shocked.

With the crisis averted, Dai Luoli couldn't help but recall Xu Zihuang's arrogant demeanor as he annihilated Zhong Lidi with a single move. His blood boiled, his eyes burned with fervor, and his fists clenched tightly.

His admiration and respect for Xu Zihuang grew even stronger.

"Will I be able to become as powerful as Brother Yu someday?"

If Dai Luoli had witnessed Xu Zihuang forcefully annihilating the remaining Zhong Litian and Zhong Liren, his inner turmoil would likely have been even more intense.

Only Wang Qiu'er's face did not show much change in expression, her gaze remained fixed on Xu Zihuang.

About half an hour passed before the Thunder Beast finally stopped releasing blue-purple lightning, broke free from Xu Zihuang's right palm, and jumped onto Xu Zihuang's shoulder.

It nuzzled Xu Zihuang's cheek affectionately, its large, blue-purple eyes filled with a fawning look.

"Squeak!"

However, Xu Zihuang saw through it all and asked with a cryptic tone, "You want to follow me?"

The Thunder Beast seemed to understand what he was saying and nodded impatiently.

"squeak--"

Xu Zihuang chuckled and tapped the Thunder Beast's head a few times with his left index finger.

This thunder beast didn't follow him for no reason. It was because only he could help it control the risk of self-destruction. In other words, if this thunder beast wanted to survive, it had to depend on him.

These soul beasts, whose intelligence is no less than that of humans, may be simple-minded, but they are definitely not stupid.

The Thunder Beast thoroughly enjoyed Xu Zihuang's caresses, its large eyes narrowing. It hadn't felt this relaxed in countless years; its glossy, fluffy fur shimmered with a captivating luster under the morning sun.

But in the next instant, the Thunder Beast tensed up again, looking warily toward Xu Zihuang's side.

A steady footstep approached, and Xu Zihuang looked up. The first thing that caught his eye was Wang Qiu'er's flawless and beautiful face. The warm morning sun shone into her pinkish-blue eyes, which complemented her long pinkish-blue hair tied in a ponytail.

"Give it back!"

The crisp sound was as melodious as a lark's, but it was tinged with a hint of anger.

As Wang Qiu'er drew closer, the Thunder Beast's wariness intensified. It vaguely sensed a superior aura emanating from Wang Qiu'er.

Xu Zihuang understood and handed over the golden dragon spear in his hand.

Given the current situation, it would indeed be unreasonable for him to simply take possession of the Golden Dragon Spear as a matter of course.

Wang Qiu'er coldly accepted the Golden Dragon Spear, but at the same time, a sudden change occurred. A dense golden light emanated from the Golden Dragon Spear, and impacted by this recoil, Wang Qiu'er was forced to retreat more than ten steps, looking extremely disheveled.

"You?!" Wang Qiu'er was immediately furious, her eyes widening.

"Don't blame everything on me; it's the thing that's resisting you." Xu Zihuang glanced at Wang Qiu'er indifferently.

Divine artifacts possess spirits and choose their masters to serve.

Both possess the bloodline of the Golden Dragon, but Xu Zihuang's Golden Dragon bloodline is far more concentrated than Wang Qiu'er's, and he also has an additional pure Silver Dragon bloodline.

Wang Qiu'er naturally knew that what Xu Zihuang said was true. It was precisely because she knew this that she was so angry.

That bastard stole her bloodline power back then, and now even the Golden Dragon Spear no longer recognizes her.

Unwilling to accept her fate, Wang Qiu'er grabbed the hilt of the Golden Dragon Spear once more. But the result was the same as before; she was thrown even further away. Fortunately, she reacted in time, performing a somersault in mid-air to regain her balance, thus avoiding another embarrassing embarrassment.

Old Song, with a strange expression, stepped between the two and asked Xu Zihuang, "Tianhuang, what's going on?"

"Elder Song, it has nothing to do with me. It's just that this weapon is special and is actively resisting Wang Qiu'er," Xu Zihuang replied helplessly. As he said this, he seemed to realize something, and with a flick of his right hand, he threw the Golden Dragon Spear, which stuck into the ground in front of Wang Qiu'er.

After being repelled twice, Wang Qiu'er hesitated instinctively for a moment, then gripped the gun handle tightly again. Just as she braced herself for being thrown back, the Golden Dragon Spear no longer rejected her this time.

Old Song observed these subtle details with great interest, but she did not delve into the matter of the Golden Dragon Spear. Instead, she inquired about the Thunder Beast.

"What's the deal with this Thunder Beast?"

"As you, Elder Song, know, once a Thunder Beast reaches a certain level of cultivation, it becomes unable to fully control the terrifying energy contained within its body. I can help it guide and manage this energy. In other words, as long as this Thunder Beast stays by my side, there's no need to worry about it self-destructing." Xu Zihuang thought for a moment and answered Elder Song's question concisely.

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan and the others also gathered around. Li Yongyue, Mo Xuan, and Dai Luoli were clearly still somewhat wary of this thunder beast and dared not get too close.

Zhang Lexuan interjected, "So, Tianhuang, you can control this thunder beast?"

“What you said is not wrong, Senior Sister.” Xu Zihuang nodded slightly.

"And even if it makes any unusual moves, I am absolutely confident that I can suppress it."

As if echoing Xu Zihuang's words, under the terrified gazes of Li Yongyue and the others, the Thunder Beast leaped from Xu Zihuang's shoulder and pounced towards Ning Tian.

Ning Tian instinctively stretched out her hands to shield herself, and the Thunder Beast obediently landed in her palms, its eyes filled with a strong sense of flattery.

"Squeak!"

Everyone was amused by the anthropomorphic behavior of the Thunder Beast.

As expected of a rat-like soul beast adept at reading people's expressions, it immediately noticed the close relationship between Xu Zihuang and Ning Tian.

"Tianhuang?" Ning Tian held the Thunder Beast in both hands, his eyes sparkling as he took steps toward Xu Zihuang.

It must be said that this Thunder Beast looks quite appealing. It's small, cute, and fluffy.

If people hadn't witnessed its formidable strength firsthand, they might have truly believed it to be a harmless little squirrel.

Xu Zihuang lifted the soft leather behind the Thunder Beast's neck and placed it back on his shoulder, warning it with a slightly grim expression.

"I've agreed to take you along, but if you want to move around freely, you need to gain my trust first. Understand?"

"Squeak!" The Thunder Beast sat up straight obediently, its chubby little hands hanging down in front of it.

Old Song smiled slightly and reminded everyone at the right time, "Alright, everyone, let's go back to our previous positions. The spirit ring of that ten-thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur is perfect for Wang Qiu'er. Le Xuan, Tian Huang, you two will be in charge from now on."

After saying this, Old Song disappeared from the spot.

Zhang Lexuan looked at Wang Qiu'er not far away, pondered for a moment, and decided to wait until Wang Qiu'er had finished absorbing the soul ring before reprimanding her.

Wang Qiu'er's aloof and unsociable nature didn't bother her. However, in the Star Dou Great Forest, acting rashly and disobeying orders were major taboos and serious violations of Shrek Academy's rules.

Wang Qiu'er, who had stored the Golden Dragon Spear in her storage soul tool, remained silent throughout the journey, simply following behind the group, lost in thought.

Ning Tian was also quite concerned about what had happened between Yu Tianhuang and Wang Qiu'er.

Ning Tian only snapped out of his reverie when Xu Zihuang took his hand.

Ning Tian smiled sweetly at Xu Zihuang, then glanced at the thunder beast on Xu Zihuang's shoulder.

Before long, the group returned to the spot where they had spent the night. Nearly half an hour had passed, and the corpse of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear remained intact. After all, few spirit beasts would be unafraid of the aura of a ten-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

Given the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's domineering nature, it often hunts spirit beasts with tens of thousands of years of cultivation for food, even with only ten thousand years of cultivation. Most spirit beasts avoid the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear like the plague.

Zhang Lexuan wanted to reprimand Wang Qiu'er, but it was entirely from the perspective of the team leader, without any personal emotion involved. Even at this moment, she still made sure to inquire about Wang Qiu'er's situation.

"Wang Qiu'er, although this Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's cultivation is only 20,000 years, its spirit ring power is extremely domineering. Without strong physical attributes and unwavering willpower, there is a high possibility of danger during the process of absorbing the spirit ring. Are you confident in absorbing this spirit ring?"

Zhang Lexuan's personal charm is undeniable.

Wang Qiu'er, however, didn't seem to appreciate it. She remained silent, but her actions spoke volumes. She sat cross-legged in front of the corpse of the dark gold dinosaur bear, her expression indifferent.

In the world of spirit beasts, concepts are much more straightforward. Although Wang Qiu'er's original intention was not to let the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's spirit be enslaved and tortured by the Zhongli brothers, now that the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear had perished, she wouldn't have any psychological burden in utilizing its spirit ring.

It's simply about making the best use of resources.

Speaking of which, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's spirit ring is a perfect match for the Golden Dragon Lion martial spirit she simulated.

A flash of golden light appeared, and a golden dragon-lion pattern slowly emerged behind Wang Qiu'er. Although described as a dragon-lion, the lion's features were only present in a few places. Overall, it looked more like a majestic golden dragon. Its wings spread, its head held high, and with a single breath, it swallowed the abyss-black soul ring.

The fierce and domineering intent within the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Soul Ring was instantly crushed, and the Soul Ring's energy was channeled into her body by the golden dragon phantom.

Wang Qiu'er sat there, motionless. A faint golden aura began to emanate from her body. The golden light rose like a thin mist. Although the intense fluctuations of her soul power were fierce, there was no hint of irritation. She had completely suppressed the aura of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Soul Ring.

A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Lexuan's eyes.

Everything before them indicated that Wang Qiu'er's martial soul quality was far superior to that of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

Li Yongyue felt envious. The soul ring of the ten-thousand-year-old dark gold dinosaur was the best of the best.

But after a moment's thought, he quickly regained his composure. Obtaining the soul ring of that ten-thousand-year-old weasel was already an unexpected delight. Greed knows no bounds.

Moreover, given his physical abilities, it's absolutely impossible for him to absorb the spirit ring from this Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

The thunder beast perched on Xu Zihuang's shoulder, sensing Wang Qiu'er's complete martial soul and bloodline aura, looked even more puzzled in its large eyes. It glanced at Wang Qiu'er, then at Xu Zihuang.

The two share a common bloodline.

Thunder Beast's puzzled expression stemmed from this realization.

Chapter 363 The Stubborn Wang Qiu'er and the Role Reversal

"Everyone, be careful. We're already quite close to the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest. Although the aura of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's blood is very intimidating, we can't rule out the possibility of powerful soul beasts approaching," Zhang Lexuan reminded Wang Qiu'er promptly after she began to steadily absorb the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's soul ring energy.

The group tacitly surrounded Wang Qiu'er, keeping watch on their surroundings.

Under the influence of the spiritual attribute soul core, Xu Zihuang's soul power rapidly recovered on its own, without the need for deliberate meditation. The released spiritual power paused briefly on the corpse of the 20,000-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

To his surprise, this powerful soul beast did not produce soul bones.

But then he thought about it again and felt relieved. Although the stronger the soul beast, the greater the chance of it dropping a soul bone, only soul beasts with 100,000 years of cultivation would necessarily drop a soul bone upon death.

Take this Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear with 20,000 years of cultivation, for example. Even if the probability of it dropping a Soul Bone is high, if the probability isn't 100%, it's not a guaranteed event.