Hearing this, Bo Saixi's expression shifted slightly. "If I'm not mistaken, his cultivation should have survived five heavenly tribulations, but Rongrong's spirit power is only rank 80. What are you thinking?"
Let a rank 80 support-type quasi–Soul Douluo add a six-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?
Although Xiao Wu had shocked her before by withstanding an eighth ring of over two hundred thousand years, two hundred thousand is still four hundred thousand short of six hundred thousand.
What's more, spirit rings dropped by spirit beasts contain remnants of the beast's soul. At the same age, a god-bestowed spirit ring is easier to absorb than a normal one.
If Xiao Wu had advanced by hunting a spirit beast back then, she might not have been able to bear an eighth ring of over two hundred thousand years.
"A six-hundred-thousand-year eighth ring is indeed beyond Rongrong, but if we have it willingly sacrifice itself, that solves it, doesn't it?"
Pointing at the dark-gold sea cucumber that had taken the form of an ugly big man, Chu Chengzhou spoke.
"Sacrifice?"
Bo Saixi looked at Chu Chengzhou with undisguised surprise.
She naturally knew that spirit beasts of a hundred thousand years and above could sacrifice themselves, but in over a hundred years of life she had never seen a spirit beast willing to do so.
"Oh, I've already come to terms with this big oaf.
If it sacrifices itself to Rongrong as her eighth spirit ring, then when Rongrong becomes a god one day, she will revive it, and we will protect it from being hunted by other spirit beasts.
Isn't that right, big oaf?"
Chu Chengzhou spouted confidently.
"Ah, yes, yes! The great Lord God speaks true. To sacrifice myself to Miss Rongrong would be the greatest honor of my life!"
The dark-gold sea cucumber ferocious beast, in the form of an ugly big man, immediately nodded and echoed.
Bo Saixi: "..."
The great Lord God?
Hammered. The youngster had no martial ethics, using a spiritual secret art to control a ferocious beast's mind and force it to sacrifice itself to his little girlfriend.
No wonder this humanoid beast looked like such a fawning flunky.
At this moment, Xiao Wu and the other three finished a day of cultivation and came down the steps of Seagod Mountain together.
"Greetings, Grand Priest!"
Seeing Bo Saixi present as well, the four hurried forward to salute.
"Mm."
Bo Saixi gave a slight nod, her gaze falling on Ning Rongrong.
The girl had good fortune. Lacking an eighth spirit ring, her boyfriend directly delivered a six-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast ready to sacrifice at any time. Even as a half-god of this era, Bo Saixi couldn't help feeling a twinge of envy.
"Uh..."
Noticing the Grand Priest looking her over, Ning Rongrong felt a bit restrained and straightened her clothes.
The Grand Priest is staring at me. Is my outfit improper, or did my makeup smudge?
Seeing this, Bo Saixi smiled, then tapped her foot lightly. Her figure vanished as if shrinking the ground to inches and returned to the Sea God Hall.
After Bo Saixi left, Ning Rongrong stepped forward and pinched Chu Chengzhou. "Scumbag, why was the Grand Priest looking at me just now?"
"Because my Rongrong is cute and beautiful."
Chu Chengzhou answered as if it were obvious.
"Tsk."
Ning Rongrong raised a middle finger.
"Chengzhou, who is he?"
At this moment, Hu Liena pointed to the ugly big man beside them and asked Chu Chengzhou curiously.
Hu Liena could tell this ugly big man's aura was strong, at least nine rings to start with, yet it felt strange, as if he were a terrifying spirit beast. Her first thought was a legendary spirit beast that had taken human form.
But something felt off. According to the Spirit Hall records, once a shape-shifted spirit beast reached maturity, its aura would already be the same as that of a normal human spirit master. At that point, even a Titled Douluo couldn't see through its true identity.
For someone with such cultivation, if he were truly a shape-shifted spirit beast, at the very least his aura should be no different from a human Titled Douluo.
"He's a ferocious beast that has taken human form. His true body is a dark-gold sea cucumber, six hundred thousand years old. I found him as Rongrong's eighth ring."
"A humanoid ferocious beast?"
At this, Xiao Wu couldn't help exclaiming. Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing also stared at the ugly big man in shock.
After the shock, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Hu Liena couldn't help looking at Ning Rongrong with faces full of envy.
Although this humanoid ferocious beast's age was as high as six hundred thousand years and Ning Rongrong herself definitely couldn't add a ring that old, since Chu Chengzhou had brought it, there must be a way to solve that problem. For example... sacrifice?
"Scumbag scumbag, is it really for me?"
Ning Rongrong asked, visibly excited.
A six-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. The age of a single ring far exceeded the sum of all the rings of Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa. Just thinking about it made her a little giddy.
"Hm? You're still calling me scumbag?"
Chu Chengzhou feigned displeasure.
"Brother Chengzhou~"
At once, Ning Rongrong pinched her voice, stepped up to hug Chu Chengzhou's arm, and spoke in a cutesy tone.
Chu Chengzhou: "..."
"Ahem. Behave yourself."
He tapped Ning Rongrong's forehead, then took out a head, right arm, left leg, and right leg soul bone from his storage soul tool and handed them over. "Rongrong, refine these four soul bones first.
Spirit beasts of a hundred thousand years and above are guaranteed to drop a soul bone, and if they aren't a specific type, they will preferentially drop the part a spirit master lacks. Counting the left arm soul bone you already have, after you refine these four, the drop will certainly be a six-hundred-thousand-year torso bone."
Without question, among the six standard soul bone slots, the head and torso bones are clearly more valuable than the limb bones.
And since this dark-gold sea cucumber wasn't a spiritual-type beast, to maximize benefit, forcing the drop to be a torso bone was the best choice.
"Brother, these four soul bones aren't suitable for Rongrong to refine, are they?"
Glancing at the four soul bones Chu Chengzhou produced, Xiao Wu couldn't help speaking up at once.
Including the head bone, without exception all four were under ten thousand years.
Mm. Thanks again to Star Luo's gift.
For an ordinary spirit master, having soul bones at all would be nice, with no right to be picky. But for Ning Rongrong, these years were undoubtedly too low.
"It's fine. I can remove the soul bones refined in a spirit master's body without side effects. When we get better ones in the future, we'll swap them in."
Chu Chengzhou waved a hand.
In fact, it wasn't as if he didn't have top-grade hundred-thousand-year soul bones on him.
Back when he cut down quite a few experts of the Star Luo Empire, a lot of high-grade goods dropped. These bones were already decent, and after this period of AFK leveling, plus the set of hundred-thousand-year soul bones he originally had, he had now assembled two full six-piece sets of hundred-thousand-year soul bones.