Early the next morning,
Bibi Dong, as the Pope, announced to the entire continent that Lin Feng would be the new Holy Son of Spirit Hall.
The news spread quickly and caused a huge reaction within Spirit Hall’s territory.
All Spirit Hall soul masters were curious—who exactly was this new Holy Son?
Only the true high-level members and Lin Yatian’s colleagues knew Lin Feng’s real identity.
Meanwhile, before dawn, Lin Feng had already left Spirit Hall with Qian Daoliu and was heading to the Star Dou Great Forest.
Although Spirit Hall kept some spirit beasts, there were very few types—especially light and dark attribute beasts.
So they had to go to the Star Dou Great Forest, a place rich with spirit beasts, to find suitable spirit rings.
At this moment, a golden light flew quickly across the sky.
If one looked closely, it was actually a golden angel figure—Qian Daoliu’s true body.
The angel protected Qian Daoliu and Lin Feng in its hand as it flew like lightning. Strong winds blew around them, but did not affect them at all.
In just half a day, they arrived at the outer area of the forest.
Lin Feng asked in his mind:
“System, if I absorb a light-type spirit ring, will it weaken my dark angel form?”
His spirit had two forms, so choosing spirit rings was difficult.
Qian Daoliu had suggested using light-type rings, but he was not fully sure either.
The system replied:
[Host, do not worry. No matter what type of spirit ring you absorb, it will not affect your two forms. Both forms will gain the most suitable abilities.]
Lin Feng felt relieved.
If that wasn’t the case, he would have to find rare beasts with both light and dark attributes.
Qian Daoliu then said:
“Feng’er, I plan to get you a 435-year Light Unicorn. What do you think?”
He had already planned it:
Both were close to the safe limits.
Lin Feng thought to himself.
“Only hundred-year rings?”
He actually wanted thousand-year rings.
With a god-level spirit, it should be possible.
Suddenly, the system activated again.
[Ding! Please make a choice.]
Choice 1:
Absorb a 1,384-year ring and a 1,736-year ring.
Reward: Two growing ten-thousand-year spirit rings.
Choice 2:
Absorb a 435-year ring and a 772-year ring.
Reward: Two normal thousand-year rings.
Choice 3:
Absorb two ten-thousand-year rings.
Reward: Explosion and death.
“I choose option one!”
Lin Feng didn’t hesitate.
This matched exactly what he wanted.
The system even gave exact safe limits—he just had to follow them.
He looked at Qian Daoliu and asked:
“Grandpa, why can’t I absorb thousand-year rings? With a god-level spirit, it should be possible, right?”
Qian Daoliu was slightly surprised but explained patiently:
“You are right. For example, some six-winged angel spirit users have successfully absorbed thousand-year rings as their first ring.”
“But have you thought about failure?”
“Many have failed. Even if they don’t die, they damage their foundation.”
“450 years is considered a safe limit. Every year above that increases the risk.”
He continued:
“Absorbing rings depends on the body. Some people are strong, some are not.”
“Those who succeed are rare exceptions.”
“Many talented people have damaged themselves or died trying this.”
“There is no need to take this risk for the first two rings.”
Qian Daoliu spoke seriously:
“Even if you succeed, you only gain slightly stronger skills.”
“But if you fail, you lose your future.”
“For strong soul masters, the first two rings are not that important later on.”
“It’s not worth gambling your future.”
He gently touched Lin Feng’s head and said:
“Do you understand now? Even if you succeed, it doesn’t matter much. But if you fail, everything is over.”