Thousand-Year Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm!
Watching Ye Cixin’s carriage depart, Meng Chen sat back into his own carriage.
Seeing on the map that the Star Dou Great Forest was indeed very far from Cole City, after pondering for a long while, he still chose the Star Dou Great Forest.
There was no other reason; the Soul Beast resources in the Sunset Forest were ultimately not as rich as those in Star Dou.
He would rather walk a few more steps than waste time searching aimlessly in the Sunset Forest.
As for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, that thing didn’t grow legs and wouldn’t run away.
Meng Chen drove the carriage and headed towards the Star Dou Great Forest.
At noon the next day, the sunlight was scorching, making the pedestrians on the official road feel hot and irritable, drenched in sweat.
A carriage walked slowly on the official road, and the black horse pulling the carriage was also panting with its tongue hanging out from the heat, questioning its equine life.
The black horse was puzzled: why was its fur black?
Couldn’t it be some other color?
Didn’t it know that black absorbs heat?!
Looking at the cool woods not far away, the black horse didn’t care anymore, directly leaving the official road and running into the woods to cool off.
Meng Chen walked out of the carriage.
Seeing that the black horse was on strike, he just shook his head and chuckled lightly, without blaming it.
Looking at the map, there were only forty or fifty miles left to the Star Dou Great Forest, so Meng Chen didn’t force the black horse to continue working.
He took out forage and water from the bone dragon ring.
After preparing the food for the black horse, he untied its restraints.
Meng Chen patted the horse’s face and smiled, saying, “I’ll walk the rest of the way myself.
Thank you for your hard work.
You can rest here.
After eating, you can go wherever you want, just don’t let people catch you to pull carts again.”
The black horse looked at Meng Chen, who had set it free, and then looked at the forage and water prepared for it, stunned for a moment.
Until Meng Chen disappeared from its sight, the black horse finally came back to its senses, lowered its head, but occasionally looked towards the direction where Meng Chen had disappeared…
More than an hour later, the outline of the forest appeared before Meng Chen.
The Star Dou Great Forest was extremely vast, spanning across the two major Empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo.
Inside, it had a variety of complex terrains, forming multiple types of landscapes such as volcanoes, wetlands, and grasslands, nurturing numerous Heaven And Earth Treasures.
Not long after entering, Meng Chen encountered a small pack of Netherworld Wolves, numbering about seventeen or eighteen.
Although their cultivation wasn’t high, with the leader being only a hundred-year-old beast, an ordinary one-ring Soul Master surrounded by them would still be in grave danger.
Facing the eager pack of Netherworld Wolves attempting to surround and kill him with their numbers, Meng Chen raised his soul guide pistol and grinned.
“Soul Beasts, the times have changed!”
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang…
Gunshots rang out one after another, and the Netherworld Wolves didn’t even have a chance to react before they all fell under the muzzle.
Having resolved the pack of Netherworld Wolves, Meng Chen continued forward…
As time passed, the sky gradually grew late, and the sun was setting at dusk.
The figures of Soul Beasts flickered in and out of sight among the woods, lingering without dispersing, yet hesitating to advance, like the most alert hunters waiting for their prey to lower its guard.
Bang!!
A gunshot rang out abruptly in the forest, startling birds and causing them to scatter in flight.
As the line of sight gradually zoomed in, a mottled cat was seen with its head pierced by a bullet, dying beside the bushes.
A white Soul Ring emerged from its corpse, floating towards Meng Chen.
Like a Western cowboy, Meng Chen gently blew away the non-existent smoke on the muzzle, and then waved his hand to disperse the mottled cat’s Soul Ring.
As he went deeper and deeper, the Soul Beasts Meng Chen encountered became even stronger.
Hundred-year and thousand-year Soul Beasts were everywhere, and he even mistakenly wandered into the territory of a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.
If not for Ye Xishui’s reminder stopping Meng Chen, he would have almost walked right into a bear’s mouth.
Lightning-attribute Soul Beasts were already rare.
Meng Chen searched for most of the day before finding a few, but none met his expectations.
In secret, Ye Xishui also scanned the forest with her Spiritual Power, helping Meng Chen search for a suitable Soul Beast.
Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Chen found a stream, sat down to rest, and took out a flatbread from the bone dragon ring to eat.
“Little fellow, follow this stream downwards.
A little over five miles away from you, there is a Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm.
It should be suitable for your Thunder Hell Vine Martial Soul.”
He had only taken a few bites of the flatbread when Ye Xishui’s voice rang out abruptly.
Meng Chen paused his movements, abruptly turned his head, looked downstream towards the stream, and a look of joy appeared on his face.
“A Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm!
How many years of cultivation does it have?”
“It exceeds ten meters, and its cultivation years have already broken through to the millennium level.”
A thousand-year Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm!
Meng Chen was overjoyed; what he wanted was precisely a thousand-year Soul Beast.
The ones he encountered before either had poor quality or insufficient cultivation years.
Now he had finally found a Soul Beast that met his requirements!
Immediately, Meng Chen put away the flatbread he had eaten a small portion of and sprinted wildly downstream.
After sprinting for five miles, as the distance gradually closed, the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm became clearer and clearer in Meng Chen’s line of sight.
A ten-meter-long Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm came into his view.
The method to identify the cultivation of a Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm was very simple.
For every century of cultivation a Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm gained, its body would grow by one meter, but after it broke through to a thousand years, its body wouldn’t change much in size.
For every additional century of cultivation a thousand-year Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm gained, an extra purple mark would appear on its belly.
Upon reaching ten thousand years of cultivation, it would transform into a Purple-Scaled Thunder Wyrm.
The Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm that Meng Chen saw already had a body length exceeding ten meters, with five purple marks on its belly—four deep and one shallow—meaning its cultivation was approaching nearly fifteen hundred years!
“A Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm nearing fifteen hundred years is a bit too high.”
A trace of solemnity flashed through Meng Chen’s eyes.
Although he had consumed the ten-thousand-year whale gum and his physical fitness had greatly improved, he was ultimately just a child who had just undergone the Martial Soul Awakening.
Meng Chen’s ideal age for the first Soul Ring was around one thousand years, but this Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm exceeded the expected age by four hundred years.
Should he give up and look for another Soul Beast?
Or take a risk and try?
It truly made him conflicted!
Facing a Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm of around fifteen hundred years, Meng Chen had no absolute certainty in his heart either.
After much deliberation, Meng Chen gritted his teeth.
“Do it!
The bold are stuffed to death, the timid starve to death!
Isn’t it just fifteen hundred years?
What is there to be afraid of?
If I cower in fear, how can I talk about becoming stronger!”
Meng Chen no longer hesitated, and instructed Ye Xishui, “Aunt Ye, I’ll have to trouble you.”
“It’s just a thousand-year Soul Beast, what trouble are you talking about.”
By the stream, the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm, which was gnawing on a Rock-Horned Deer, also sensed Meng Chen’s approach.
It slowly raised its head, its vertical pupils looking upstream, and Meng Chen appeared in its vision.
A human cub?
It looked at the Rock-Horned Deer, then recalled the taste of humans.
That was much more delicious than the Rock-Horned Deer, and it could also increase its cultivation.
Immediately, the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm decisively abandoned the Rock-Horned Deer it had eaten a small portion of, opened its blood-flecked, fanged mouth wide, and lunged fiercely towards Meng Chen, as if wanting to swallow this delicious human cub in one gulp!
“Well timed!”
Seeing that the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm did not flee and instead took the initiative to charge at him, Meng Chen immediately had Ye Xishui make a move.
Ye Xishui merely released a trace of coercion.
In an instant, the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm felt a crushing pressure like a mountain bearing down upon it.
With a thud, its entire body was pressed flat onto the ground, unable to move.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Chen raised his soul guide pistol and fired several shots right into the Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm’s eye sockets, instantly piercing through its head.
The Green-Scaled Thunder Wyrm twitched a few times and quickly lost its breath.
The next moment, a Soul Ring shimmering with purple brilliance emerged from the Thunder Wyrm’s corpse, exuding rich Soul Power fluctuations.
Meng Chen walked over to the Thunder Wyrm’s corpse and released his Soul Power to guide the Thunder Wyrm’s Soul Ring in front of him.
Ye Xishui: “Absorb the Soul Ring at ease, I will be your Protector.”
Meng Chen nodded, sat cross-legged, released his Thunder Hell Vine Martial Soul, and began absorbing the Soul Ring.
The moment the Thunder Wyrm’s Soul Ring entered his body, a violent burst of energy erupted inside Meng Chen, rampaging around like a wild bull, making him feel quite uncomfortable.
A trace of pain appeared on Meng Chen’s face.
Even with a body strengthened by the ten-thousand-year whale gum, it was still somewhat unable to withstand the energy of this nearly fifteen-hundred-year Soul Ring.
An unusual flush appeared on his body, his veins bulged, and his body even expanded by a circle, giving a feeling as if he was about to burst open!
“Damn it!
I don’t believe this, refine it for me!”
Meng Chen let out a low roar.
He clenched his teeth tightly, forcefully enduring the sharp pain in his body, and mobilized his Soul Power with all his might to refine that wave of Soul Ring energy!
Under Meng Chen’s forceful refinement, the originally violent and tyrannical Soul Ring energy gradually weakened and was no longer so overwhelming.
After a full three-plus hours, Meng Chen finally finished absorbing the Thunder Wyrm’s Soul Ring…