Reincarnated Rock Prince, you're saying this is Douluo Continent?

Chapter 5, Section 05: A thousand years of cultivation cannot compare to five or six years of practice... How tragic!

The core area of ​​the Starry Sky Forest is connected to the surrounding ground.

"Zhongli, what are you collecting these tools for?"

Paimon's expression was rather grim; along the way, she had seen many stark white bones.

There were all sorts of animal skeletons, and also human-shaped ones...

Travelers have never seen anything this horrific when they were collecting materials before!
"These are items dropped by Soul Masters during Soul Hunting, and they have some economic value."

Zhong Li said calmly, such a small scene could not affect his emotions.

Soul Masters hunt souls; life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate.

There are successes and failures.

Even if more Soul Masters arrive later, some will always be left behind in the Star Dou Great Forest.

It's always a good idea to collect items like Soul Tools and Gold Soul Coins casually.

"So that's it..."

Paimon was aware of the importance of money.

Without money, you can't eat or buy anything. Zhongli collects these things to exchange with humans for the world's "Mora," thereby gaining the ability to shop.

Hehe, does this god of wealth also know how to accumulate wealth?

He used to always freeload off people...

Just then, Zhongli seemed to sense something and frowned.

“Someone has encountered danger two kilometers away. Let’s go check it out.”

"???"

Paimon was full of questions, but he didn't ask any more.

Someone is in danger!
Is there an exclamation mark above the other person's head?
Without much thought, Paimon quickly followed. Zhongli's pace was neither too slow nor too slow, and she was still able to keep up.

In a short while, the two girls came into view.

One of the girls, with fiery red hair and faintly visible scales on her neck, shielded the other girl behind her, her face filled with determination and resolve.

Not far from the two girls, there was an amber-colored tiger that was more than two meters tall and about five meters long.

"Young Master, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

The girl with fiery red hair trembled slightly, but her words remained unusually firm.

"This Rock Demon Tiger is probably over 1,300 years old. With your current strength and my assistance, dealing with it shouldn't be a problem."

The other girl was more composed. She had an exquisite face and held a seven-tiered glazed pagoda in her hand. Three soul rings, yellow, yellow, and purple, were on her body, indicating that she was a very young Soul Master.

The girl with fiery red hair only had two yellow spirit rings, indicating that she was currently only a Great Spirit Master, and her spirit power level was much lower than that of the other girl.

"roar~"

The Rock Tiger roared and pounced on the girl with fiery red hair. Although she was afraid, she rushed forward without hesitation and began to fight it.

The girl with the glass pagoda wasn't idle either. A beam of light landed squarely on the girl with fiery red hair, causing her aura to surge, but it was still far inferior to that of the Thousand-Year Rock Demon Tiger.

The girl from the glass pagoda had previously stated that the combined strength of the two of them should be enough to contend with the Thousand-Year Rock Demon Tiger, but not to defeat it.

As expected, faced with the "hungry tiger pouncing on its prey," the red-haired girl was no match and retreated more than five steps.

Soul beasts, whether in terms of physique, soul power storage, or combat experience, are unmatched by ordinary soul masters.

Soul Masters gain combat experience mostly through battles, while Soul Beasts gain combat experience through fighting.

In the world of spirit beasts, there are almost no friends, only food, superiors, and peers.

Those weaker than themselves are food, inferior beings.

"Wu Feng, you're not dead, are you?!"

The girl with the glass pagoda exclaimed in surprise and quickly asked.

She underestimated the Rock Demon Tiger and overestimated her own support abilities and Wu Feng's combat power.

Despite his young age, Wu Feng's figure was not flat, but rather rugged and uneven...

"Young Master, I...I'm alright!"

Wu Feng quickly replied, nearly choking on her own breath from that attack. "It's alright, it's alright."

The girl with the glass pagoda breathed a sigh of relief; as long as Wu Feng was alright, that was the best thing.

As for whether this Rock Tiger will bring danger to the two of them...

The answer is: no.

It's just a learning experience.

The young master of a large family will naturally not face any crises during his training.

Therefore, the girl with the glass pagoda remained very calm throughout.

Only when Wu Feng was in danger of being injured did he start to panic slightly.

Wu Feng was her best friend; the two had grown up together since childhood and were as close as sisters.

The other party is her protector and her future guardian.

"Wow~ that girl can actually... fight such a big tiger..."

Paimon swallowed hard, his eyes widening, and blurted out instinctively.

Stronger, more ferocious... Even the Demon God Paimon had seen it, but their opponents were also Demon Gods and even travelers. Only General Thunder dared to attempt to kill Emperor Ye with a single strike of Wuxiang...

Although the girl in front of me had a mature figure, she was definitely not fifteen years old, and might even be only eleven or twelve.

To possess such strength at such a young age is truly terrifying.

"A thousand years of cultivation is no match for five or six years of practice... How tragic."

"This is what makes humans different..."

"Although life is short, like a fleeting moment, it can unleash astonishing power."

Zhongli murmured, “Different people have different experiences when they see the same thing.”

Despite being at a disadvantage, Wu Feng's five or six years of cultivation are equivalent to the Rock Demon Tiger's thousand years of lifespan!

"Zhongli, what are you saying?"

"Paimon doesn't really understand!"

Paimon turned his head to look at Zhongli and complained.

Zhongli, that old man, is always so eccentric. Wouldn't it be better if he spoke more bluntly?

"It's okay if you don't understand now, you'll understand later."

Zhongli smiled and replied perfunctorily.

Just then, a figure appeared beside Zhongli and Paimon.

The visitor was an elderly man, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties.

His hair was fiery red, almost identical to that of the fiery red-haired girl, and his face was radiant, his weathered eyes staring at Zhongli and Paimon.

"A separated martial soul... a soul ring of this color..."

With just one glance, the old man's pupils contracted, and his scrutinizing gaze subconsciously softened considerably.

With his strength, if Zhongli were truly a Soul Master or a near-Great Soul Master, he would naturally be able to tell.

The strange thing is that he couldn't see Zhongli's strength at all!

There are only two possibilities for not being able to discern Zhongli's strength: either Zhongli has no soul power at all and is just an ordinary person.

The second possibility is that Zhongli's strength is even greater than his!
Looking at the platinum spirit ring on Paimon's body, the answer is obvious.

"Elder Wu Yun of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School greets Your Excellency!"

Wu Yun cupped his hands in greeting to Zhong Li, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

As an elder of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, even though he joined later, the documents he knew were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Platinum-gold spirit rings...

Rumor has it that Tang San, the Sea God, possesses two golden spirit rings, one normal gold and the other crimson gold, both of which are million-year level spirit rings, or divine rings!

(End of this chapter)