Chapter 125: Hunting the Dark Evil Tiger_2

Qin Xiao looked at Zhao Wuji and said indifferently, "If you don't want to stay stuck at your current cultivation level and your internal injuries, you might choose to decline."

"No, Your Highness."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered, and his face suddenly brimmed with smiles, "I want it, I want it."

Qin Xiao: "...."

This was a perfectly normal statement, so why did it sound so sleazy coming from Zhao Wuji?

Nonetheless, Qin Xiao placed the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng into Zhao Wuji's hand.

"Refine it now."

"I'll protect you while you do."

After Qin Xiao had spoken, Zhao Wuji nodded vehemently. Then, he wolfed down the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng in just a few bites.

"Hiss, right now, I can't help but feel like good cabbage has been hogged by a pig."

The corners of Qin Xiao's mouth twitched.

Looking at Zhao Wuji again, who had consumed the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, there were significant changes.

His whole body swelled up red, and wounds of all sizes began to heal at a visibly rapid rate.

"Circulate your Soul Power, refine the medicinal strength, don't just stand there stiff like a block of wood," Qin Xiao couldn't help but palm his forehead.

"Ah, right!"

Zhao Wuji came to his senses, and after Qin Xiao's prompting, he began to rapidly circulate his Soul Power within his body.

"It's working!"

"And my Soul Power is actually increasing!"

A look of surprise appeared on Zhao Wuji's face.

As the Soul Power circulated, the swelling pain significantly eased, and his long-stagnant Soul Power finally experienced some growth.

Even if it was just a little bit, it was more than he would gain from a month of cultivation.

"Center your breath and focus fully on your cultivation."

"If you're lucky, today might be the day you, Zhao Wuji, break through to the Soul Douluo level."

At that moment, Qin Xiao's voice resounded in Zhao Wuji's mind.

"What?!"

Zhao Wuji's heart jolted with shock.

Qin Xiao said, "As long as you have dreams, anything is possible."

With an Immortal Herb, Qin Xiao felt it wasn't a big problem to increase someone's Soul Power by three or four levels.

"Alright, I'll give it my all."

Zhao Wuji clenched his teeth, stopped talking, and focused wholeheartedly on absorbing the medicinal power.

Time passed by, minute by minute.

After a good while, Zhao Wuji's wounds had completely vanished.

His complexion also became healthy and rosy.

Qin Xiao said softly, "It seems you've gained quite a few benefits."

But at the next moment, his gaze sharpened, and he instantly pulled Zhu Zhuqing behind him.

Zhu Zhuqing paused, not resisting.

She trusted that Qin Xiao would not harm her.

Boom!

The next moment, a powerful soul power fluctuation surged up from Zhao Wuji's body.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that if it weren't for Qin Xiao blocking for her, the fierce Soul Force Pressure would have made it difficult for her to even breathe.

"Level 77 now."

Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes, finally about to increase his Soul Power?

Soon.

Another burst of Soul Power erupted from Zhao Wuji.

And this time, it was a continuous eruption.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Level 78.

Level 79.

Level 80!

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's Soul Power broke through continuously.

"Hahaha, who would have thought I, Old Zhao, would reach level 80 so quickly; happiness comes so unexpectedly," exclaimed Zhao Wuji as he bellowed excitedly, expressing his joy.

"Rising four levels in one day, exhilarating! So thrilling!"

"If Old Master Fu saw this, his jaw would drop. He couldn't have dreamed that I would reach level 80 before him, could he?"

Zhao Wuji yelled excitedly, vocalizing the elation in his heart.

"Cough cough."

Qin Xiao coughed lightly as a reminder that there were still others around.

"Your Highness..."

Zhao Wuji turned to Qin Xiao, his eyes filled with emotion.

This man had wiped out the Titan Clan, helping him avenge his previous shame.

This man granted him a treasure that could enhance his strength, helping him improve.

Though it wasn't for his sake that Qin Xiao had acted, the process wasn't important, the result was what mattered.

"Your Highness, I, Old Zhao, cannot repay your great kindness. Maybe I should kowtow to you."

Zhao Wuji declared, about to kneel before Qin Xiao.

However, he wasn't successful.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Xiao released an invisible force, stopping Zhao Wuji's action and helping him to his feet.

"No need."

Qin Xiao said, "The achievements you have today are all well deserved. Let's go, we will hunt for Soul Rings in the Aquipeia Forest right now."

"Ah, hunt for Soul Rings?" Zhao Wuji was stunned.

"What, if you want to go hunting on your own, I have nothing against it," Qin Xiao said, shrugging indifferently.

"No, that's not it."

Zhao Wuji shook his head repeatedly, having a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse helping him was an unbelievable stroke of good fortune that he didn't even dare dream about.

"Your Highness, shall we not wait for Yiran any longer?"

Zhu Zhuqing tugged at Qin Xiao's sleeve.

Qin Xiao shook his head, "We can't wait for her here. Once we have helped Old Zhao with the hunt and he has secured his Soul Ring, you will take me to the place where I parted with Yiran, and we'll see if we can track her down by following that road."

...

Half a day later.

In the depths of the Aquipeia Forest, Qin Xiao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Your Highness, is this the place?"

Zhao Wuji whispered.

It wasn't surprising for him to act this way; they were now in the inner region of the Aquipeia Forest, not far from the true heart of it.

Along the way, he encountered several soul beasts with no weaker presences, each capable of killing him in an instant.

Qin Xiao said, "It should be right. I have a feeling that the Dark Evil Tiger is around here."

Indeed, the target Qin Xiao had selected for Zhao Wuji's eighth Soul Ring was a Dark Evil Tiger with a Cultivation Level of around sixty thousand years.

He remembered it as one of the few powerful beings capable of battling a hundred-thousand-year soul beast with the body of a tener-thousand-year soul beast.

"Dark Evil Tiger?!"

Zhao Wuji was thoroughly shaken; he had heard of the fearsome reputation of this type of soul beast.

Let alone one of him, even three, five, or eight Zhao Wujis tied together wouldn't be a match for the Dark Evil Tiger.

Of course, if he succeeded, the benefits would be immense.

A Soul Ring with tens of thousands of years could bring a soul skill that might compare with those of hundred-thousand-year ones.

"Hehe, how about it, surprised or not?"

Qin Xiao chuckled.

"Surprised, and unexpected."

"It's just that I think maybe we should let this go."

"The Dark Evil Tiger, living here, must have extraordinary combat power."

Zhao Wuji looked at Qin Xiao, his eyes begging.

"Thinking of leaving?"

On hearing this, Qin Xiao's face showed an odd expression, "But now it's not up to you anymore."

"Why?" Zhao Wuji's voice trembled.

Qin Xiao looked ahead, "It's here."

Upon hearing Qin Xiao's words, Zhao Wuji also looked in the direction Qin Xiao was gazing.

There, in their line of sight, appeared a towering tiger several meters tall.

It had bat wings, a scorpion tail, and its eyes were full of evil.

A tremendous oppressive force washed over them instantly.

"Is this the Dark Evil Tiger? Just this aura alone gives me a sense of invincibility."

Zhao Wuji was secretly alarmed.

In truth, that was an understatement.

Even an ordinary Titled Douluo would have to go around if they encountered the Dark Evil Tiger.

How many would dare to appear so openly in front of it like Qin Xiao?

Of course.

The Dark Evil Tiger was also very alert. Had it not been certain of defeating Qin Xiao and Zhao Wuji, it wouldn't have shown itself.

Roar!

As Qin Xiao and Zhao Wuji were assessing the Dark Evil Tiger, the beast didn't care to acknowledge them.

In its eyes, they were nothing but ants, to be crushed without a second thought.

With its roar, the dense forest suddenly echoed with intense whooshing sounds.

Qin Xiao and Zhao Wuji could clearly see that they were black wind blades cutting through the air.

"Evil Wind Blade!"

"Attack with evil and wind attributes, be careful."

As Qin Xiao spoke, he tossed Zhao Wuji far behind him.

Immediately after, Qin Xiao was enveloped by crackling purple arcs of electricity.

Ten or so meters in front of him, it was as if there was a Thunder Pool.

And not one of the dense Evil Wind Blades could break through the barrier of the Thunder Pool to reach him.

"If this is the extent of your attack power, you might meet your end here today."

As Qin Xiao spoke, a smile appeared on his lips, then he gave the Dark Evil Tiger the middle finger.

He was certain that, even if the soul beast couldn't understand his words, it would clearly understand the gesture.

And as Qin Xiao had anticipated, the gesture enraged the Dark Evil Tiger, causing it to howl furiously.

Then it began to accumulate power crazily, charging at Qin Xiao!

This was no ordinary attack, but the Dark Demon Evil God Strike!

It unleashed a super strong attack combining the attributes of space and evil.