Chapter 119: The Tentacled Spirit Beast

Suddenly, numerous tentacles shot out from the river, sweeping toward the two people hastening toward the shore. Dao Sansheng hurriedly dodged, and Du Xuetao also avoided the tentacles at his feet. But then, a massive tentacle lashed down from above, striking Dao Sansheng and sending him tumbling through the air. After dodging, Du Xuetao saw Dao Sansheng falling and rushed after him.

While Du Xuetao was trying to save Dao Sansheng, the tentacles coiled around him. Dao Sansheng, suspended in midair, was caught by the tentacles. A dozen or so tentacles stretched out to bind both Dao Sansheng and Du Xuetao.

"Senior Brother, this is bad! My people are about to be devoured by the spirit beast in the river! Hurry and save him—we must find a way. After all, he’s their beloved!" The young girl ran ahead, the Soul Sword following behind. Her slightly coquettish tone was so grating it almost made one’s ears ache.

"Junior Sister, it’s just one man’s death. You can find another. It’s no big deal," Soul Sword replied lightly, strolling behind with an indifferent air.

Soul Qian turned and saw Soul Sword lagging behind. Angered, she stopped and stomped her foot, blocking his path.

"Senior Brother, if you don’t help me, next time you encounter a fortunate event, I’ll expose you. Then you’ll be ruined and everyone will know, hmmph!"

Soul Sword reached out to pat Soul Qian’s head, but she turned away in anger and took a step back.

"I promise you. But our Soul Clan is all the same—if you dare expose Senior Brother, then I’ll expose you in front of that young man," he said with a slight smile as he hurried toward the riverbank.

The river churned violently as the monster finally revealed its head—a large, round, bluish-green orb surrounded by a dozen tentacles, like multiple hands. Its eyes were enormous, occupying half its head, with no nose or mouth.

The monster let out a cacophony of cries as its tentacles coiled around Dao Sansheng and Du Xuetao. Dao Sansheng, standing on the tentacles, kicked fiercely with all his strength, sending Du Xuetao flying like a sandbag into the river near the shore.

A school of fish immediately swarmed around. Dao Sansheng shouted to Du Xuetao in the water, "I am your master! I command you to leave at once—immediately!"

Du Xuetao casually grabbed two fish biting him and flung them ashore, then flipped over and climbed out. Several large fish leapt from the water behind him, nearly crashing onto the shore. Seeing Du Xuetao safely out, they quickly dove back into the depths, vanishing from sight.

Looking up, Du Xuetao saw Dao Sansheng tightly ensnared by more than a dozen tentacles, wrapped so tightly that not a single gap was visible. It was impossible to tell whether he was alive or dead.

At that moment, a man and a woman flew over. The man had a pale complexion and an ominous aura, while the woman’s face was like a blooming peach blossom. Her smile instantly soothed Du Xuetao’s worries, calming his previously tense heart. He gazed at the girl with longing.

"Young Master, I saw that young master just now being pulled in. My Senior Brother and I came specifically to help. We hope you will lend a hand. I would be deeply grateful. Please accept our humble greeting," the girl said, placing her hands gently on her abdomen, bowing slightly. Her soft, tender voice was intoxicating and impossible to resist.

Soul Sword walked over and gently pushed Du Xuetao, smiling brightly. "If we work together, we can definitely subdue this spirit beast."

Du Xuetao looked at the girl in disbelief, his mouth agape in astonishment.

Could she be from the Soul Clan? The legendary clan famed for their supreme cauldrons—powerful artifacts that could absorb others’ essence by turning them into their own cauldrons? Once a dominant force across the continent, they had been nearly wiped out after being besieged by all sects. Few remained, almost forgotten by the world. He had almost encountered one just now.

Du Xuetao bit his tongue to stay focused, lowering his head to avoid her gaze. Her gentle eyes stirred an overwhelming urge to protect her.

Dao Sansheng was trapped within the tentacles, immobilized and tightly bound in the center. His body was wrapped so securely that he couldn’t move, let alone resist.

Not long after Dao Sansheng was trapped, rows of sharp spines appeared on the tentacles enveloping him. The spines slowly pierced into his body, then into his meridians, beginning to absorb.

Du Xuetao and Soul Sword stood at the riverbank, weapons in hand, about to strike, when the large orb submerged beneath the water. Only the tentacles binding Dao Sansheng remained visible, the river’s surface now showing a smooth, bluish-green sphere.

"It has noticed us. We’ll have to wait for another chance. Even if you cut off its tentacles, they’ll grow back immediately. We have to target its head. Let’s wait a bit longer," Soul Sword said.

Before he finished speaking, Dao Sansheng grew anxious. Trapped and uncertain of life or death, if they didn’t find the beast’s head soon, he might perish.

The spines had pierced deeply, voraciously sucking Dao Sansheng’s blood and spiritual energy from his meridians. The absorption made him dizzy. Unconsciously, the spines reached his spiritual foundation, directly absorbing two koi fish. The koi struggled fiercely but could not escape.

Suddenly, the tentacles halted. Their bluish-green color darkened to deep blue, then to black, finally turning pitch black. Even the submerged orb now spewed black liquid from its mouth.

Dao Sansheng felt the energy recently absorbed begin to surge back wildly, replenishing his parched meridians. He advanced from Qi Refinement level one to two, then three... In no time, he reached the late Qi Refinement stage, breaking through two levels in succession. The tentacles that had wrapped him, once full and plump, began to wither.

"Look! Its head is surfacing!"

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