The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, making the world not seem dark. In the courtyard, the fountain gurgled, and the sound of the water flow was particularly loud in the quiet night. Amon sat on an elegant and luxurious high-backed chair, with his legs crossed, leaning against the back of the chair and closing his eyes to take a nap. Yan Jin sneakily opened the door and poked his head in, "Amon, are you looking for me?" Looking at her thief-like performance, Amon had a hunch that she had probably done something stupid again. Sure enough, before he could speak, Yan Jin had already revealed his family background: "I really didn't mean it this time. Who knew that the two soul masters were so weak? I didn't even use my soul skills. I punched them one by one and they went to the hospital." "Do you think I care about these little things?" Amon said calmly. "Oh, indeed not." Yan Jin patted his chest, which was beginning to show its outline, and relaxed, "What's the matter?" "How much soul-refining grass do you have left?" Amon knew that Walter would provide Yan Jin with one kilogram of soul-refining grass every month to help her practice. This was also the largest expenditure among all Walter's funding.
If Yan Jin had more than three kilograms, Amon would directly exchange it with her for the Earth Dragon Golden Gourd. If not, he would go to Walter. Although the Earth Dragon Golden Gourd might not reach Yan Jin's hands in the second way, he would not wait for it specially. Yan Jin took out a somewhat old dark red bag from the space ring. This was bought by Amon for her, and she had been using it since the Ice Wind Junior Soul Master Academy. "Hey, look!" Yan Jin handed the bulging bag to Amon, "I saved it secretly, I thought you might use it." Amon picked up the bag and estimated the weight. The soul-refining grass inside was about four kilograms. After a moment of silence, he said: "Then let's exchange, I'll use this to exchange your soul-refining grass." He took out the earth dragon golden melon. In an instant, the room was filled with the fragrance of medicine. Yan Jin felt that her martial soul was ready to move, as if it was instinctively craving it. Just judging from the fragrance, she knew that the quality of this golden melon was definitely far superior to the snow lotus that Walter gave her. "Amon, what about you?" Yan Jin swallowed his saliva and restrained the desire in his heart. "Do you want to exchange?" Amon stroked his monocle and said with a chuckle. "Change, change." Yan Jin nodded hurriedly and picked up the big melon. "Remember to return the small bag to me. Also, how do you eat this thing?" "Just eat it directly. Your martial spirit is very compatible." Yan Jin did not hesitate and started to eat it immediately. Amon took out the herbs in the dark red small bag and guarded Yan Jin on the side. He extended his soul power outward, covering the entire house and materializing it, then activated the skill of the first soul ring, "stealing" the soul power expression in the soul power shield, so that Yan Jin's soul power fluctuations when absorbing the earth dragon golden melon could not be transmitted to the outside world. After several hours, the sky in the east was a fish belly white. The night had passed and the day had come. Yan Jin finally exited the refining state, opened her eyes, looked at Amon, and said uncertainly: "I... I seem to be level 49? And it seems that it is not far from breaking through to level 50."
Before, she had absorbed the soul ring beyond the age limit and her soul power level was already level 43. Now she has increased it by six levels by absorbing the earth dragon golden melon. At this moment, even she herself felt that it was a bit absurd. She had just been promoted to Soul Sect, and it seemed that she could be promoted again immediately. Feeling the power filling her body, she looked at Amon with shining eyes, showing an eager expression: "Amon, I remember you seem to be only level 45? I am higher than you..." Amon knew that she was itching again when he saw her like this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Why, do you want to try?" "Try it!" They came to the training ground in the backyard. Vidal had made some modifications to the property before, and specially added a training ground to satisfy Yan Jin, who was too energetic, so that she would not demolish the house at any time. Boom... The surging soul power emerged from Yan Jin, and the magma martial spirit appeared in his hand, accompanied by rising flames and black smoke, and rolling heat waves spread in all directions. Vidal suddenly woke up, subconsciously looked out of the window, saw Yan Jin on the training ground, and got into bed again, cursing: "Damn it, early in the morning, why are you making so much noise..." But soon he realized that something seemed amiss, and he hurriedly got up again, feeling Yan Jin's momentum, with doubt in his eyes: "Soul... Soul Sect? It doesn't look like you've just entered the Soul Sect..." "Big Fire Spray!" Yan Jin confidently raised his huge lava fist and rushed towards Amon. Amon smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed forward, using the fourth soul skill he had just obtained, the active part of "Fire Thief", "Soul Skill Steal". He did not activate the third soul skill "Insight" to cooperate with it, because he wanted to steal Yan Jin's first soul skill. He was very familiar with the skill "Soul Power Condensation", and the ring number was low, so there was almost no possibility of failure. Yan Jin was horrified to find that his first soul skill was dormant and his martial soul began to be out of his control. The huge lava fist disintegrated into a ball, and finally only a thin layer of arm armor was left attached to the arm, still under her control. How to fight? Yan Jin was dumbfounded. "Uh... this... that..." She braked suddenly and stopped in front of Amon. Without giving her time to talk nonsense, Amon kicked her in the stomach and kicked her away. Yan Jin slid a long way on the ground, holding his stomach, until he stopped at the edge of the training ground. Amon didn't hold back too much. Anyway, Yan Jin had either beaten people or been beaten since he was a child. He grew up being beaten, so he was very tough... and now he had eaten the earth dragon golden pumpkin, which made him even more resistant to beatings. Yan Jin got up, complained bitterly, and looked at Amon in panic: "What did you do? Why can't I use my soul skills?" "This is my ability." Amon didn't explain too much, "Don't panic, I can use it in a day." "Oh... so that's it." Yan Jin felt empty in her heart. She felt very uncomfortable that her first soul skill could not be used. Without hesitation, she said decisively:
"I surrender." "Heh..." Amon chuckled, not surprised, and returned Yan Jin's skills. Yan Jin felt that the silent soul ring lit up again and could be used again, and the feeling of emptiness in his heart disappeared. "What kind of weird soul skill is this? Why do I feel that all your soul skills are completely different from others'?" Yan Jin couldn't help but complain. "But it's very useful, isn't it... By the way, don't tell Walter about the Earth Dragon Golden Gourd and your soul power level of 49 within a week." Amon warned. "Okay." Yan Jin nodded. Vidal, who was looking down from his room, held his chin. The four bright soul rings of Yan Jin just made him dizzy, and the fourth soul ring was black! Not long ago, he was still complacent about being 38th level and expected to become a soul master before the opening of the soul master competition. At this time, there was a bit of inexplicable loss. Anyone who gets along with such a "monster" would feel that he was a little bit unpresentable.