Looking at Kong Xuan's respectful attitude, Yun Ming nodded with satisfaction, "Mm! Get up!"
After Kong Xuan raised his head, the master-disciple relationship between him and Yun Ming was officially established.
"Your master has already investigated. With your current physical fitness, the highest spirit ring lifespan you can attach is 378 years."
Yun Ming quickly adopted the identity of a teacher, referring to himself as "your master" to Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan listened quietly, not interrupting, but many thoughts surged in his heart.
Ten thousand years ago, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang proposed the Ten Core Competitiveness of Spirits, many of which Kong Xuan considered nonsense.
The maximum spirit ring absorption years he summarized for Spirit Masters of various levels seemed to point the way for Spirit Masters to absorb spirit rings, but upon closer inspection, it was full of loopholes.
For example, the maximum absorption year for the first spirit ring was 423 years, which was simply too precise.
When hunting spirit rings, there was no way to determine the exact age of a Spirit Beast.
Now, ten thousand years have passed, times have changed, and Grandmaster's theory is even less suitable for the present.
However, in Kong Xuan's opinion, this 378-year limit was indeed a bit low.
As an orphan, Kong Xuan's nutrition had been lacking since childhood, which not only affected his development but now also his cultivation.
Seeing Kong Xuan's furrowed brows, Yun Ming said again, "But there's no need to worry. With continuous cultivation, your spirit ring lifespan can continuously increase. This is one of the benefits your master brings you, and it will also be the foundation for you to surpass others!"
Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan's brows gradually relaxed. He had not awakened any 'golden finger' since his transmigration, so now Yun Ming was his 'golden finger'!
Although he didn't know Yun Ming's spirit ring configuration, Kong Xuan knew that ten thousand years later, due to the existence of the Spirit Ascension Platform, his cheap master's spirit rings would definitely be terrifying.
And now, these would all be his!
Kong Xuan's expression shifted slightly as he asked, "Master, can you only attach spirit rings for me? Are there no Spirit souls?"
"You brat, you're quite demanding!"
Yun Ming seemed to be amused, then a reminiscent look appeared on his face as he said, "Your master shattered his quasi-God Position back then, thinking he was destined to fall. I never expected to have this opportunity to flow upstream along the river of time and arrive ten thousand years ago."
It was only then that Kong Xuan realized Yun Ming had transmigrated from the moment the Holy Spirit Cult attacked Shrek Academy with a Level 12 fixed-form spirit tool cannon.
"It's already a great fortune for your master's spirit power to have been preserved. Don't even think about Spirit souls!"
Yun Ming smiled, then gazed at Kong Xuan, "But you know so much, could it be that you transmigrated here from an era after mine?"
Kong Xuan's expression flickered, pondering how to answer this question.
Noticing his dilemma, Yun Ming snorted, "If you don't want to answer, so be it. But don't think about lying to deceive your master!"
Kong Xuan gave an awkward laugh, "How could I? It's just a bit complicated to explain, but Master, thinking that way isn't entirely wrong."
"Forget it!" Yun Ming shook his head. "Everyone has secrets. Since you don't want to say, your master won't ask."
But then Yun Ming changed the topic, "However, your master is very curious, what happened to Shrek Academy after my demise?"
He was, after all, the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion; his feelings for Shrek Academy ran deep!
Meeting Yun Ming's expectant gaze, Kong Xuan's expression also became serious. He solemnly said, "Master shattered his God Position, blocked two Level 12 fixed-form spirit tool cannons, and killed several Titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult. However, the Holy Spirit Cult used a large number of fixed-form spirit tool cannons in that attack, and Shrek Academy was destroyed in an instant!"
Yun Ming's face darkened upon hearing this. Although he had already guessed such an outcome, hearing it firsthand now still made him feel a tightening in his body and a stabbing pain in his heart. He was a sinner of Shrek!
Kong Xuan then continued, "However, because of Master's strong intervention, a spark was preserved for Shrek Academy. Through their efforts, Shrek Academy was eventually rebuilt, its prestige undiminished, and it remains the number one academy on the continent!"
Upon hearing this, a faint smile finally appeared on Yun Ming's slightly pale face. "Shrek Academy was not destroyed in my hands. I can rest assured!"
"Disciple, it's time for you to condense your spirit ring!"
After getting the answer, Yun Ming seemed to have put down a heavy burden, and his address for Kong Xuan also changed.
After these words fell into his ears, Kong Xuan only felt another dizzy spell, and then finally regained control of his body.
He opened his eyes, still sitting on the bed.
"Focus your mind and prepare to condense your spirit ring!"
Yun Ming's voice came again, and Kong Xuan quickly adjusted his state, beginning to concentrate.
Under Yun Ming's guidance, he only felt his spirit power surge within him, gradually emanating outwards.
Such a change, though without any unusual phenomena, the outward-spreading spirit power still woke Kong Ling from her meditation across from him.
Her eyes widened as she felt the aura surging from her brother opposite her, a circular ring gradually forming, enveloping Kong Xuan.
The circular ring was initially white, but as the spirit power emanating from Kong Xuan gradually infused it, its color gradually transformed.
After white, yellow gradually mixed in, and the yellow area was steadily expanding.
Finally, the circular ring surrounding Kong Xuan's body presented a pale yellow color, with light surging upon it, emitting an inexplicable aura.
Kong Ling covered her small mouth, trying her best not to make a sound.
After Fang Sheng's teaching these past two days, Kong Ling also knew that after hunting a Spirit Beast, one could absorb something called a spirit ring.
But what was this thing appearing on her brother's body now?
It looked very much like that spirit ring, but they hadn't hunted a Spirit Beast yet?
In Kong Ling's small head, there was now a big question mark.
Kong Xuan opened his eyes, looking at the pale yellow spirit ring that enveloped him, his eyes filled with novelty.
In an instant, the spirit ring disappeared, and the aura emanating from him also vanished instantly.
The dormitory returned to calm, as if everything before had never happened.
Kong Xuan looked at his sister, who was still covering her mouth, her exposed eyes full of surprise.
He looked at her and said with a smile, "Don't tell anyone about this yet!"
Kong Ling lowered her hand upon hearing this, nodding vigorously, looking like she was making a serious promise.
The two siblings had depended on each other since childhood. Kong Xuan, having transmigrated, was mature beyond his years, and he cared for his sister as if she were his own daughter.
Therefore, Kong Ling was very attached to her brother, and she naturally carried out Kong Xuan's words without compromise... Sun Moon Empire, Capital City.
Right next to the imperial palace, there was a magnificent building entirely cast from Sun Moon Essence Gold.
The entire hall presented a silvery-white color, with faint blue spirit tool patterns flowing on its surface, flickering on and off like living things with the fluctuations of spirit power.
Inside the hall, countless precise spirit tools were displayed on both sides. Some were unfinished experimental products, while others were strategic-level spirit tool weapons capable of changing the course of battle.
The air was filled with a faint scent of metal mixed with spirit power, and occasionally, the subtle sound of gears turning could be heard, as if the entire hall itself was a vast and precise machine.
And this place was the highest sanctuary in the hearts of countless Soul Engineers of the Sun Moon Empire—the Hall of Worship!
Deep within the Hall of Worship, an old man in a bright yellow robe sat at a desk made of "Starfall Iron."
Even while seated, one could tell he was exceptionally tall, with short, grayish-white hair standing on end.
He was the Hall Master of the Sun Moon Empire's Hall of Worship, the Silver Moon Douluo—Kong Deming!
Kong Deming's fingers lightly tapped the tabletop, his eyes deep and calm, looking at the spirit tool blueprints in his hand, lost in thought.
"Teacher!"
A voice broke Kong Deming's contemplation.
Kong Deming looked up and saw a person wearing a silver Soul Engineer robe walking in, it was his disciple, Xuan Ziwen.
Xuan Ziwen came before Kong Deming, presenting a black letter with both hands.
"This is a letter from Shiquan Primary Soul Engineer Academy on the Empire's border. The messenger claims to have found your blood relative, Teacher."