Xiao Yi felt the sharpness of the golden needle increase a lot and muttered thoughtfully, "It can now even pierce the skull of that panther if shot with my force technique."
He nodded satisfied; instantly his white ivy also shook in his right hand, and Xiao Yi saw small, thin golden veins spreading on its surface, making it look like a tough plant.
'As expected, evolving one martial spirit indirectly effects the other one,' Xiao Yi said to himself, observing both martial spirits.
Instantly the aura from the surroundings gathered toward his both martial spirit, and as it spread through Xiao Yi's body, his soul power also increased.
Twelfth Level, Spirit Master.
Thirteenth Level, Spirit Master.
After promoting two levels, his promotion stopped.
Xiao Yi nodded satisfied, then he glanced at the white soul ring around his right arm and activated his unlimited evolution talent.
Instantly directions appeared in his mind,
After looking through the directions, Xiao Yi selected the most suitable one,
[Direction 506: 100 years old white clover, healing, and fast self-regeneration]
After selecting instantly, the white soul ring flashed with intense yellow light, and then it slowly transformed into a yellow ring with three light purple lines above its edges.
"Three hundred years; it seems each evolution promotes things ten times; the next promotion may upgrade it to three thousand years, but my body can't handle that promotion for now," Xiao Yi muttered thoughtfully.
Instantly, his body shook, and his soul power broke through again.
Fifteenth level, Spirit Master.
Xiao Yi then glanced at his white ivy martial spirit; it also grew up; it's height increased by its main vines becoming more thin, and two layers of clover leaves covered it's body, as if protecting the main body of his martial spirit.
"It's more good-looking and compact than before." Xiao Yi muttered and then smiled, slashed his finger again, and the martial spirit moved and coiled around his finger.
Then the main vine disappeared, leaving the leaf layer attached to his finger like a bandage.
"Ten minutes! It will take ten minutes to heal the injury now," Xiao Yi muttered after observing his injury healing speed under the white ivy effect.
Xiao Yi nodded and then put away his both martial spirits.
Instantly he noticed the door opening of his house; his expression became cold. He walked outside the room.
Looking at a man with a light gray beard and dirty clothes, his body is reeking an alcohol smell, which spread through the whole house.
Xiao Yi glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Why are you here? Didn't I warn you that if I see you again in this city, I will take your life with my own hands?"
"They are going to kill you; if you didn't listen to them, also after today you will work for them; also, where is she? She belongs to them now." The man hurriedly said, pointing at him while putting his other arm on the door, stabilizing himself.
Xiao Yi glanced at him expressionlessly and then glanced at the crowd gathered outside his house; a few men among them looked like gangsters; they were probably here with his father.
"How can he return? He disappeared before; we heard his son killed him; how is he still alive?" Instantly the crowd started whispering,
"It seems alcohol made you forget what happened a year and a half ago." Instantly, a cold, merciless voice spread through the house.
Xiao Han's expression frozen. He raised his head, meeting the merciless pupil of Xiao Yi. His eyes widened in fear and horror. He backed away and sobbered up, raising his hand and pointing at him.
"It was you, you monster; you killed them all." He roared hysterically, and suddenly his foot slipped, rolled backward through the door entrance, fell outside on the street, and then he raised his head in fear, wriggling away from the house.
Amidst the daze expression of the crowd, he stood up and ran away stumblingly while saying, "You can take him away; I don't want to face this monster."
Xiao Yi appeared at the entrance of his house, looking at his running back, then he glanced at the crowd who accused him before of being the father killer; they bowed their heads and didn't dare to meet his gaze; some even slipped away.
"Little brother, come with us; your father has taken a huge debt from us; he said you will pay that back; here he signed a contract with us." Five gangster-like men among the crowd stepped forward, and one of them spoke, showing a written contract.
Xiao Yi glanced at him and said, "Let's write another contract; I will sign it."
The gangster and crowd were surprised looking at Xiao Yi.
"What kind of contract, little brother?" the gangster asked suspiciously.
"I will sell my father to you; you can do whatever you want with him; I won't hold you accountable." Xiao Yi spoke calmly, looking at him expressionlessly.
The gangster's face sank, and other expressions also became cold. One of them looked at Xiao Yi coldly and said, "Hey kid, do you think you are smart?"
Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "I don't think; I am already smart."
Force step!
Instantly the step below his feet cracked; his afterimage flashed, and the next moment Xiao Yi appeared in front of the gangster instantly.
Crack!!!
A cracking voice spread, and then a figure flashed through the crowd and embedded in the wall on the other side of the street.
"Bastard," Other gangsters came back to their senses and summoned their martial spirit.
'A stick, sword, turtle, and mantis—thankfully, they are just spirit grandmasters with two rings.' Xiao Yi thought, looking at the two rings surrounding gangster bodies. They attacked him using their soul skills,
Xiao Yi figure flickered using force, jumped, and side-flipped in the air, dodging the rotating stick attack and kicking the face of the turtle gangster at once, cracking his skull, which is exposed through the turtle shell, sending him flying away.
Landed on the ground, rolled aside, dodging the stick attack again, jumped, striking another nose with his knee, cracking sound spread again, another gangster flew away and fell unconscious on the street.