The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

Moreover, using this ability does not require consuming soul power; it can be activated simply with mental power. The amount of mental power consumed is also negligible.

"No, Zihuang." Yao Yang's expression was very complicated, and he was speechless.

"You know what? My cultivation speed just now increased by at least a quarter compared to before."

It's important to know that his soul power cultivation had already surpassed level 70. At this level, it usually takes a lot of time to accumulate enough soul power to advance by one level. However, with Xu Zihuang's boost, he could potentially reach the level 80 bottleneck in no more than six years.

Such an ability is simply outrageous.

"Young Master, please try not to reveal this ability in the future," Wang Xiao said solemnly from the other side.

Xu Zihuang is now practically a mythical beast among soul beasts. Once Xu Zihuang's ability is exposed, it will absolutely cause a huge uproar in the soul master world. With their combined strength, they simply cannot protect Xu Zihuang.

“Uncle Wang is right.” Yao Yang nodded in deep agreement and said with certainty, “It seems that the silver-scaled white whale is indeed the legendary auspicious beast. Only an auspicious beast can receive the favor of the heaven and earth’s primordial energy.”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and gently touched the space around him, which contained a rich source of spiritual energy.

As a spirit-attribute Soul Master, he was exceptionally sensitive to changes in the surrounding elemental energy. The closer one got to Xu Zihuang's body, the denser the elemental energy became.

"Zihuang, I've read some information about auspicious beasts in ancient books passed down in my family. As favored by fate, auspicious beasts rarely encounter threats. There are only two reasons why a threat might arise: either it encounters an opponent whose fortune is exactly the opposite of its own, or it's simply its destiny. Auspicious beasts have a certain ability to control their destiny, and there will inevitably be bottlenecks in their lives. Just like Soul Masters also encounter bottlenecks during their cultivation. And you, perhaps, are its bottleneck, its destiny."

"Fate?" Xu Zihuang frowned.

He didn't know why, but every time he recalled touching the silver scale between the eyebrows of that silver-scaled beluga whale, he always had a strange feeling.

He seemed to see some images, but he had no recollection of them at all.

Just as he looked up, about to continue talking to the two of them, he noticed a mirror in the corner of the room out of the corner of his eye.

His face was reflected in the mirror. His skin was smooth and fair, his features delicate, and his clear, deep purple eyes held a slightly aloof yet noble air.

Eyes?!

Suddenly, Xu Zihuang had a flash of inspiration; one of the images he saw seemed to resemble just a pair of eyes. But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember the complete image.

"What's wrong, Zihuang?" Noticing Xu Zihuang's unusual behavior, Yaoyang quickly asked with concern.

Xu Zihuang shook his head. "It's nothing, Brother Yang."

He didn't know how to tell the two of them these things, and even if he did, it wouldn't make any difference.

"Young Master, we will be entering the southern waters of the Sun Moon Empire in the next few days. Let's go out and make some preparations." Wang Xiao could tell that Xu Zihuang didn't want to say more, so he stood up and took his leave.

Yao Yang understood and followed closely behind, walking out of the room side by side with Wang Xiao.

……

Xu Zihuang slowly walked to the mirror and carefully examined his reflection. After pondering for a long time and realizing he still had no clue, he could only give up and stop worrying about it.

After more than a month at sea, his medium-length black hair, which used to drape over his shoulders, had reached almost to his chest. A few strands of purple hair were interspersed on his forehead and temples, making him appear softer and less aloof from the side.

This is because he inherited most of his appearance from his mother.

As the morning sun shone in from the window not far away, Xu Zihuang tied her medium-length hair back with a hairband in front of the mirror, and then turned and walked out of the room wearing only a close-fitting undershirt.

They were now approaching the southern seas of the Sun Moon Empire. The temperature was completely different from the island where Xu Zihuang had been imprisoned.

In the distance, waves surged, the sea and sky met at the horizon, and the blue clouds merged with the blue sky.

Perhaps because his circumstances had changed, he found everything before him to be so pleasant.

"Young Master." Everyone on the deck bowed respectfully as they saw Xu Zihuang walking towards them.

Meng Lang, who had successfully fused with the Demon Orca Soul Ring, quickly followed behind Xu Zihuang.

Xu Zihuang gave a slight nod and, as usual, took out a finely crafted fishing rod from his soul tool.

The rod is crafted from millennia-old sword bamboo, making it incredibly resilient and capable of withstanding forces of several thousand kilograms. The fishing line is made from the silk of millennia-old cave spiders, which appears crystalline yellow under sunlight.

Everyone here is a Soul Master, so crafting such a fishing rod is naturally a piece of cake for them. It's just that the materials used in its creation are rather extravagant.

Bait had already been prepared along the edge of the deck: deep purple lobsters, their bodies translucent and held in iron cages. Xu Zihuang had eaten quite a few of these amethyst lobsters during the voyage.

However, the amethyst shrimp used as bait are only about ten years old in terms of cultivation. After all, if their cultivation level is too high, there are not many types of fish that would dare to prey on them.

The fishing line made from the silk of the ancient cave spider can also ensure that these amethyst shrimps, which have cultivated for ten years, will not break free.

After Meng Lang had baited the hook, Xu Zihuang held the rod in his left hand and skillfully cast it dozens of meters, leaving the amethyst shrimp struggling in the seawater. He leaned his arms against the deck railing, enjoying the sea breeze.

Several days have passed since they left the deep sea area, and Xu Zihuang has been passing the time by fishing.

Whether it was bad luck or poor technique, he didn't catch a single fish in several days.

However, he didn't really care, since he wasn't fishing just for the sake of fishing.

While learning about the Moon South Islands from Meng Lang, his mind gradually cleared as he pondered his next steps.

"Young Master? It looks like a fish has taken the bait?!"

Meng Lang suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and Xu Zihuang also opened his eyes wide. Looking at the rapidly spinning pulley, he quickly reeled in the line.

The immense force transmitted through the pole nearly caused him to stumble.

"That must be at least several thousand kilograms of force." Xu Zihuang raised an eyebrow and exerted force with both hands simultaneously. Having consumed various rare and precious herbs for a long time, and with his body further enhanced by two thousand-year-old soul rings and the external soul bone, the Radiant Dragon Claw, the strength in his arms had reached an astonishing level.

The creaking and groaning sounds kept coming from the fishing rod and pulley. Xu Zihuang squatted down, shifting his center of gravity downwards, and without giving in, he went straight for it.

In any case, the fishing rod and line are strong enough that even a thousand-year-old fish spirit beast would find it difficult to break them.

Meng Lang was at a loss. He wanted to help, but Xu Zihuang didn't say anything, so he could only stand there awkwardly.

A wave crashed violently on the sea surface, drawing the attention of everyone on deck.

Even thousand-year-old soul beasts rarely appear in this area, so everyone just came to watch the excitement. These days, Xu Zihuang and the others often mingled together, and they were no longer so reserved with each other.

"Young Master, after fishing for so many days, you've finally caught one!" someone joked.

Others echoed this sentiment.

"As for cultivation talent, I admit I'm no match for the young master. But when it comes to fishing..."

Some people even offered advice and taught Xu Zihuang some techniques.

"What technique? It's nothing compared to the overwhelming power."

Surrounded by onlookers, Xu Zihuang chuckled and decided not to waste any more time, channeling his soul power to suppress the attack with sheer force.

The shaft was stretched and bent at almost a 90-degree angle.

Xu Zihuang finally pulled a giant blue fish, over three meters long, out of the water. This giant fish had a typical streamlined body, a smooth surface, and a long, pointed upper jaw, resembling a sharp, thin sword.

As soon as it surfaced, the strange fish became enraged and lunged at Xu Zihuang with its sharp upper jaw.

"A thousand-year-old swordfish?!" Everyone reacted and prepared to intercept it, while Meng Lang stepped in front of Xu Zihuang without hesitation.

But just as the swordfish's sharp upper jaw was about to pierce Meng Lang's chest, Xu Zihuang's calm voice quietly rang out.

"Second Soul Skill, Mirror Annihilation."

As the dark red ripples swept by, the thousand-year-old swordfish's outstretched body seemed to freeze suddenly. The surrounding air became crystalline, transforming into a semi-transparent dark red crystal that precisely and completely enveloped the thousand-year-old swordfish's body.

"Bang—" The thousand-year-old swordfish, encased in dark red crystal, landed heavily on the deck, without leaving a single scratch. Its sturdiness was unimaginable.

This is Xu Zihuang's second soul skill, acquired from the three-thousand-year-old demonic tiger whale, combining control and enemy destruction. Currently, Xu Zihuang is only using the first stage of Mirror Annihilation, which uses incredibly hard dark red crystals to restrict the opponent's movements.

The second paragraph focuses on the word "annihilation." Any object enveloped by this dark red crystal will shatter into dust at his will. Soul masters of his level have no chance of escaping.

Moreover, this soul skill uses mental power to lock onto targets, and it can lock onto multiple targets simultaneously and is instantaneous.

Chapter 24 The Evil Lord Soul Master Group and Unexpected Changes

Two yellow and two purple spirit rings, four perfectly matched spirit rings, floated around Meng Lang and pulsated slowly. The yellow spirit ring, which ranked second, was shining brightly, and his already dark skin, which was in the state of spirit possession, exuded a special metallic texture.

Looking down at the thousand-year-old swordfish encased in dark red crystals at his feet, Meng Lang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With his Soul Master level cultivation and powerful Black-Striped Narwhal Martial Soul, a mere Thousand-Year Swordfish was naturally insufficient to severely injure him. However, if he were to directly confront the Thousand-Year Swordfish's sharp upper jaw, he would certainly not fare well.

Looking sideways at Xu Zihuang's indifferent, bright golden eyes, the awe in his heart deepened even more.

His cultivation level was nearly twenty levels higher than Xu Zihuang's, but he knew he couldn't subdue the thousand-year-old swordfish in front of him as easily as Xu Zihuang.

At the same time, a sense of guilt and unease also arose.

He had agreed to protect the young master closely, but unexpectedly, Xu Zihuang had to step in to help him out.

"Little Lord."

Xu Zihuang gently patted Meng Lang's shoulder, indicating that he shouldn't mind. Meng Lang was at least 1.8 meters tall, while the eight-year-old Xu Zihuang was only about 1.5 meters tall. This gesture of patting his shoulder seemed very strange, but everyone felt that it was perfectly natural.

"The meat of the thousand-year-old swordfish is no worse than that of the thousand-year-old bluefin tuna. Let Rongjin come and prepare it as an extra meal for everyone." Xu Zihuang smiled at everyone and slightly moved his hand joints. He found that his strength seemed to be greater than he had expected.

"Yes, young master." The crowd responded respectfully, their attitude towards Xu Zihuang becoming increasingly natural and friendly.

I also felt a bit emotional.

Back when they were following Xu Zihuang's father, the powerful Prince Zihuang of the Sun Moon Empire often mingled with them. It seems that this continued into Xu Zihuang's generation.

Upon being informed, Rong Jin, beaming with delight, began cutting up the tender, thousand-year-old swordfish right there on the deck. It had been almost a month since he had handled such a top-tier ingredient. For him, wealth and power were secondary; his greatest pursuit was to personally transform these premium ingredients into delicious dishes.

The belly and tenderloin were prepared as sashimi and neatly arranged on a huge tray covered with crushed ice. The fish head was used to make soup, while the other parts of the meat were either pan-fried with butter or grilled over charcoal. The entire thousand-pound ancient swordfish was quickly processed by Rongjin.

The soldiers of the Imperial Dragon Soul Instructor Corps enjoyed the meal with a sense of pride. After nearly a month of monotonous sailing, they finally had a rare moment of relaxation.

Wang Xiao and Yao Yang stood side by side on the lookout tower at the top of the mainmast, watching this harmonious scene, and neither of them tried to stop it out of their own way.

After such a long journey, everyone is indeed quite tired. Taking a proper rest is definitely necessary.

With a smile playing on his lips, Yao Yang suddenly spoke up, "Uncle Wang, have you noticed that Zi Huang seems to be a born leader?"

Wang Xiao gave Yao Yang a cold, hard look, with a hint of annoyance that his thoughts had been seen through.

"Yao Yao, I suddenly realized that His Highness the Prince really made the right choice in giving you this name back then."

Yao Yang's smile froze, and his delicate, fair cheeks flushed slightly. Even when facing the entire West Sea Soul Master Corps, he had never been seen so timid.

"Uncle Wang, didn't we agree not to mention this name again..."

These are some unspoken things between the two of them.

When Yao Yang was rescued from the clutches of the evil spirit master by Xu Zihuang's father, her effeminate appearance led Xu Zihuang's father to mistake her for a girl. This is how the special nickname "Yao Yao" came about.

Wang Xiao's implication was that Yao Yang's mind was as delicate as a girl's.

Wang Xiao stopped provoking Yao Yang, and Yao Yang understood and fell silent.

Yao Yao, what a nostalgic name.