(Doulou Two) Zhongli Journey in Unrivaled Tang Sect

The core area of the Star Dou Great Forest is connected to its periphery.

"Zhongli, why are you collecting these tools and bones?" Paimon's face looked uneasy as she noticed numerous bones along the way.

There were bones of various beasts and even humanoid figures...

In the past, when Traveler collected materials, they never encountered such a terrifying scene!

"These are items dropped by soul masters during soul hunts. They hold certain economic value," Zhongli explained calmly.

Such a sight couldn't stir any emotions in him.

Soul masters hunt for souls; life and death are fated, and wealth is determined by heaven.

For every success, there are failures.

Even if a soul master perishes, remnants of their journey will always remain in the Star Dou Great Forest.

It's always useful to collect items like soul guides and gold soul coins.

"I see..." Paimon understood the importance of money.

Without it, one couldn't eat or buy anything.

Zhongli was likely collecting these items to exchange for "Mora" in this world, enabling them to shop.

Hehe, even the God of Wealth knows how to gather riches? He used to dine without paying...

At that moment, Zhongli seemed to sense something and frowned.

"Someone two thousand meters away is in danger. Let's go and take a look."

"???"

Paimon was filled with confusion but didn't ask further.

Someone was in danger!

Was there an exclamation mark above their head?

Without overthinking, she quickly followed. Zhongli's pace was neither too fast nor too slow, allowing her to keep up.

In no time, the two came across two "individuals."

One of them, a girl with fiery red hair and scales faintly visible on her neck, stood protectively in front of the other, her expression resolute and determined.

Not far from them was an amber tiger, over two meters tall and about five meters long.

"Young master, don't worry. I will definitely protect you," the fiery red-haired girl said, her body trembling slightly but her voice firm.

"This Rock Demon Tiger is probably over 1,300 years old. With your current strength and my assistance, maneuvering around it shouldn't be a problem," the other girl replied calmly.

She was strikingly beautiful, holding a seven-story glazed pagoda in her hand.

Three soul rings, yellow, yellow, and purple, hovered around her, indicating she was a young but formidable soul master.

The fiery red-haired girl, however, only had two yellow soul rings, showing she was merely a great soul master, much weaker in soul power compared to her companion.

"Roar~" The Rock Demon Tiger roared and lunged at the fiery red-haired girl.

Despite her fear, she charged forward without hesitation, engaging in combat with the beast.

The girl with the glazed pagoda was not idle. A beam of light fell precisely on the fiery red-haired girl, causing her aura to surge.

However, compared to the thousand-year-old Rock Demon Tiger, she was still far weaker.

Earlier, the girl with the glazed pagoda had mentioned that their combined strength should be enough to handle the Millennium Rock Demon Tiger, not necessarily defeat it.

Sure enough, when faced with the "hungry tiger's pounce," the red-haired girl was overpowered and forced back more than five steps.

In terms of physique, soul power reserves, and combat experience, soul beasts far surpass ordinary soul masters.

Most soul masters gain their combat experience through training, while soul beasts acquire theirs through life-and-death battles.

In the world of soul beasts, there are almost no friends, only food, superiors, and peers.

Those weaker than themselves are food, and those stronger are superiors.

"Wu Feng, are you still alive?!" the girl with the glazed pagoda exclaimed in alarm, her voice tinged with worry.

She had somewhat underestimated the Rock Demon Tiger, overestimating both her own supportive abilities and Wu Feng's combat strength.

Wu Feng was young, but her body was not frail, rather, it was rugged and strong...

"Young master, I... I'm fine!" Wu Feng hurriedly replied, though the blow had nearly knocked the breath out of her.

"That's good, that's good," the girl with the glazed pagoda sighed in relief.

As long as Wu Feng was unharmed, that was what mattered most.

As for whether this Rock Demon Tiger posed a threat to the two of them...

The answer was clear: no.

This was merely a test of experience.

The young master of a prominent family would naturally not face a true crisis.

Thus, from start to finish, the girl with the glazed pagoda remained remarkably composed.

Only when Wu Feng seemed at risk of injury did she show a hint of panic.

Wu Feng was her dear sister.

The two had grown up together since childhood and were as close as siblings.

Wu Feng was both her protector and her future guardian.

"Wow... That girl is actually fighting such a huge tiger..." Paimon muttered, her eyes wide with astonishment.

She had seen stronger and fiercer beings, even gods.

But their opponents were usually other Gods or Traveler.

Although the girl in front of her appeared mature, she was definitely no older than fifteen, perhaps even as young as eleven or twelve.

It was astonishing to see someone so young possess such strength in Paimon eyes.

"A thousand years of cultivation pales in comparison to five or six years of training... How tragic."

"This is what sets humans apart."

"Life is short, yet it can bloom with extraordinary power."

Zhongli murmured to himself, reflecting on how different people perceive the same things in different ways.

Despite Wu Feng's dominance, with just five or six years of cultivation, she could withstand the thousand-year-old Rock Demon Tiger!

"Zhongli, what are you talking about?"

"Paimon doesn't understand a thing!"

Paimon tilted her head, looking at Zhongli with a pout.

This old man, Zhongli, always speaks in riddles.

Why can't he just say things plainly?

"It's fine if you don't understand. You'll figure it out eventually," Zhongli replied with a faint smile, brushing off her complaint.

Just then, a figure appeared beside Zhongli and Paimon.

It was an elderly man, likely in his seventies or eighties.

His fiery red hair was nearly identical to the fiery red-haired girl's.

His face was radiant, yet weathered, and his sharp eyes scrutinized Zhongli and Paimon.

"A summoned Martial spirit... And soul rings of that color..."

With just a glance, the old man's pupils contracted, and his scrutinizing gaze softened slightly.

Given his strength, if Zhongli were truly a soul master or even a quasi-soul grand master, he would have been able to sense it immediately.

The fact that he couldn't gauge Zhongli's power at all was troubling.

There were only two possibilities: either Zhongli had no soul power at all and was an ordinary person, or his strength far surpassed his own.

Considering the white-gold soul ring on Paimon, the answer was obvious.

"Elder Wu Yun of the Nine Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, at your service, Your Excellency!"

Wu Yun clasped his hands and bowed to Zhongli, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

As an elder of the Nine Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, even if he had joined later in life, the knowledge he possessed was far beyond that of ordinary people.

A white-gold soul ring...

It was rumored that Tang San, the God of the Sea, possessed two golden soul rings, one normal gold and the other red gold. Both were million-year-level soul rings, also known as divine rings!