I collect fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 87 Returning to the Star Dou Great Forest

Starry Sky Forest, Soul Hunter Town.

"A five-person team is hunting down a power-type soul beast that is over six hundred years old. We are missing a support-type soul master."

"The Black Fat Mercenary Group undertakes the hunting of all kinds of thousand-year-old soul beasts. A 28-year-old established business, our reputation is guaranteed!"

Looking at the crowds coming and going, and listening to the shouts around him, Lu Feng felt as if he were back home.

At this moment, Lu Feng noticed the conversation of the people next to him.

"Big brother, wasn't this area supposed to be under Black Pheasant's jurisdiction? Where did this Black Fat Mercenary Group come from?" a thin, pockmarked Soul Master asked in a low voice.

"Second brother, your information isn't very reliable," another tall Soul Master said loudly.

"A year and a half ago, the Fat and Skinny Brothers fought Xu Kun, and Black Pheasant changed his name to Black Fat. At that time, the news spread throughout the three or four nearby Soul Hunting Markets."

As he spoke, the burly man's eyes were full of longing, perhaps fantasizing about becoming one of the fat and thin brothers.

Lu Feng smiled calmly and shook his head.

Time flies like water, and another old friend has passed away.

At the edge of the forest, Lu Feng had a thought, and a small yellow dog appeared at his feet.

"Luo Luo!"

Luo Wupao shook his big head and affectionately rubbed against Lu Feng's trouser leg.

Lu Feng bent down and angrily rubbed Wu Pao's head.

Although he has evolved into a golden holy dragon, Luo Wupao still maintains his puppy-like appearance most of the time.

First, this can confuse the enemy. Who would have thought that a little dog is actually a descendant of the Dragon King with the bloodline of light?

Secondly, the dragon form consumes a lot of Luo Wupao's soul power.

At his peak, Luo Wupao could fight for about ten minutes, and his combat power was about the same as that of a Soul Saint.

Its combat time and strength increase as Lu Feng's soul power level rises. A peculiar symbiotic relationship is formed between the human and the beast. Luo Wupao protects Lu Feng's growth, and in doing so, he himself becomes stronger.

"Wu Pao, can you still smell the scent of that white tiger from back then?"

"Luo Luo!"

"It's okay, as long as you remember the taste, we have plenty of time."

"Luo Luo!"

Luo Wupao walked ahead of Lu Feng, swaying his head, and the two of them entered the forest.

"Wu Pao, well done! Your nose is really sharp!"

At the edge of the cliff, Luo Wupao tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed being stroked on the head by Lu Feng.

After petting the puppy for a while, Lu Feng tied one end of a rope to a large tree and the other end around his waist. He tugged at the rope to make sure it was secure enough, then carefully peered down the cliff.

On a cliff dozens of meters from the mountaintop, a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum grows.

The Ganoderma lucidum is entirely red, resembling a setting sun. Part of it has been pecked away by some kind of bird, leaving approximately two-thirds intact.

This is a thousand-year-old fire spirit mushroom!

Before it matured a thousand years ago, the fire lingzhi mushroom had detoxifying, nourishing, and therapeutic effects. But after a thousand years, its only function remains: healing wounds.

No matter how severe the injury, just taking a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum can save the patient.

Its effects are at least hundreds of times stronger than Ye Lingling's current soul skills.

Speaking of the Nine-Heart Begonia martial soul, Lu Feng had already obtained ten fragments from Ye Lingling. However, as Lu Feng prepared to synthesize it, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Meanwhile, Ye Lingling, her face deathly pale, fainted on the training field, startling Lu Feng into a cold sweat. He had a premonition that if he insisted on synthesizing this martial soul, Ye Lingling would perish.

Lu Feng quickly disassembled the martial soul fragments, completely abandoning the idea of ​​synthesizing the Nine Heart Begonia again.

A Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can never break through level 79 in their lifetime.

The number of Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Masters in existence cannot exceed two.

In Lu Feng's view, these limitations did not seem like flaws in a martial soul, but rather like some kind of curse.

"Click."

Lu Feng did not uproot the Ganoderma lucidum. Instead, he took out a dagger and cut the fire Ganoderma lucidum off.

The thousand-year-old fire lingzhi can almost "bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones," but that's its only function.

Natural treasures belong to those with virtue.

However, there's no need to completely destroy something once you've acquired it. Just like that bird-like spirit beast, it only took what it needed.

Back at the edge of the cliff, Lu Feng patted Luo Wupao's big head, then continued deeper into the forest.

Beside an inconspicuous little lake, claw marks were scattered on the ground, and flowers and plants were roughly overturned, creating a chaotic scene.

Lu Feng brandished his fists, his two spirit rings flashing alternately as he fought against a five-meter-long giant-toothed tiger.

This white tiger is the same sacred white tiger from a year ago.

In just one year, its age has grown to 1,500 years.

Such a terrifying talent, I don't know why it's not mentioned in the original work.

"Five cannons, steal its rear!" Lu Feng shouted, throwing a punch that sent the white tiger flying.

"boom!"

At the same time, a violent explosion rang out. A blinding white light flashed, and a patch of the Megalodon's rump was instantly charred.

"Awooo~" The Megalodon let out a painful howl and collapsed to the ground. It gasped for breath and struggled a few times but could not get up again.

Lu Feng walked to the white tiger's side and looked down at it.

"Roar!" A fierce glint flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and it roared again.

"Hmph, using mental attacks in front of me is simply showing off your skills before an expert." Lu Feng snorted lightly.

Lu Feng's clothes fluttered in the wind, but his expression remained unchanged.

A year ago, he was in a very bad situation because of Baihu's move.

Now, with the attribute enhancement from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, and having consumed the Dew of Longing for Autumn Water, even a Soul King-level mental attack has no effect on Lu Feng.

Seeing that its final attack had no effect, the Megalodon resigned itself to its fate and lay on the ground without struggling.

The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and even a hint of relief appeared.

Since finding the white tiger, Lu Feng has been beating it continuously for a month.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

[Holy Attribute] is not easy to find.

So far, Lu Feng has only managed to get something from Qian Renxue and this white tiger.

Lu Feng only met Qian Renxue once at the Royal Academy, which was the time when Qian Renxue "interviewed" him.

Qian Renxue was having a great time impersonating the Crown Prince in the palace. Lu Feng found it difficult to even see her, let alone extract the [Divine Attribute] from her.

Therefore, this white tiger is Lu Feng's only chance.

Lu Feng wasn't sure if he would gain the [Divine Attribute] after absorbing the White Tiger's soul ring. Therefore, he decided to extract the attribute first before killing the White Tiger and absorbing the soul ring.

The battle between the man, the dog, and the tiger lasted for a month.

Now, it's time to end its suffering.

Megalodon: Listen to me, thank you.

With a thought, Lu Feng collected several orbs of light from the battlefield.

Found 1 yellow attribute point [Strength] shard

Picked up 1 yellow attribute point [Speed] fragment

Found 1 Black Attribute [Holy Attribute] Fragment

[Black Attribute: Holy Attribute (10/10) (Can be synthesized)]

In an instant, Lu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a sacred majesty emanated from him.

The white tiger, startled by the aura, opened its eyes. Its gaze was somewhat dazed, and a sense of fear surfaced in its eyes as it looked at Lu Feng. Or rather, it was a subservient submission to a superior.

Lu Feng noticed the white tiger's unusual behavior, and a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.

"Holy attribute, light attribute—the combination of these two attributes is truly formidable. No wonder the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is known as the nemesis of the fallen. I was about to kill you, and yet you still bow your head in repentance?"

"I've decided, from now on my [Breast Knuckle Duster] martial spirit will be renamed 'Iron Fist of Justice'!"

However, just as Lu Feng was preparing to perform the ritual to release the white tiger, two figures darted out of the woods in the distance and quickly attacked him.

"Stop!" the burly man at the head shouted.

A powerful surge of soul energy erupted from the burly man's body. His muscles bulged, covered with a thick layer of brown fur, making him look like a humanoid brown bear.

The man was originally about 1.6 meters tall, but after being possessed by a martial spirit, he was over 2.5 meters tall.

Even more terrifying was that around him, seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—pulsated rhythmically around his body.

Soul Saint level expert!

Beside the burly man stood a robust young Soul Master. He wore a white, close-fitting outfit and had long, straight blond hair. Strangely, the young man's eyes were a striking combination of gold and blue.

The young man's martial spirit is the White Tiger, with two yellow spirit rings surrounding him.

Lu Feng recognized the two people instantly upon seeing them.

Zhao Wuji!

Dai Mubai!

"How did they end up here?" A hint of doubt rose in Lu Feng's eyes.

He glanced at the white tiger lying on the ground and immediately realized what was happening.

That's it!

In the original novel, Dai Mubai's third spirit ring must be the one he killed, the Sacred White Tiger.

Its resistance to abnormal statuses, attack power, defense power, and strength are all doubled. And this effect lasts for a full half hour!

What a sacred white tiger!

What a magnificent White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

Lu Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flickering uncertainly. "Judging from the way these two are acting, even if I kill this white tiger now, I definitely won't be able to absorb the soul ring."

"Hmph, even if it's wasted, we can't leave it for Dai Mubai!"

"No, this white tiger is too precious. Perhaps it can still be saved." Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instantly had an idea.

With a flick of his wrist, a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum appeared in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Feng slightly bent the middle finger of his left hand, then channeled his soul power and flicked the Ganoderma lucidum into the white tiger's mouth.

At the same time, two beams of light, one white and one gold, surged into the White Tiger's body.

The next moment, the white tiger stood up abruptly from the ground. The bleeding from its wounds stopped instantly and scabbed over quickly.

The white tiger glanced back at Lu Feng, a hint of human-like confusion flashing in its eyes. The next moment, a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from its body, and it vanished into the jungle in a few leaps.

"Hey kid, what did you do? Why did that white tiger suddenly run away?"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji rushed up to Lu Feng and shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)