When Lin Fan was injecting souls into the Sorcerer Tribe, most of them were Primal Chaos level soul shards. He had not tried injecting a level two soul shard before.
He brought Xing Tian and Hou Yi to a secret place on Mount Buzhou.
The two Senior Magi smiled and looked forward to it.
Currently, there were already three Ancestors of Sorcery who had their souls injected into the Sorcerer Tribe. Xing Tian and Hou Yi had both seen it.
Envy!
"Who wants to go first?"
"I only have enough soul fragments for one person!”
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
There was no such thing as modesty in the Sorcerer Tribe. Xing Tian and Hou Yi stared at each other, looking as if they were about to fight.
"Brother Hou Yi, I'm good at close combat!”
Thus, Xing Tian was the first to receive a Level 2 Soul Fragment.
? Lin Fan asked Xing Tian to reach out his hand and he held it.
The system automatically notified Lin Fan,"
"Host, detected an item that can be injected with a soul. Do you want to inject a soul?”
"It requires 20,000 Level 2 soul fragments!”
"What?"
When Lin Fan heard the system notification, he was dumbfounded.
It wasn't because he didn't have enough souls, but because the number was different from what he had imagined.
"Why is it so little?"
For the first time, Lin Fan was suspicious.
However, he remained calm and chose to inject his soul.
Xing Tian could feel that something was flowing into his body through Lin Fan's arm and forming in his mind.
He fainted like the others.
Not long after, he woke up. Lin Fan had successfully received the reward from the system.
"The host has injected a soul. The injected item is grade A. The reward is the Postnatal spirit treasure, the Five Flames Seven Birds Fan!”
"The host has obtained the Dragon Race's divine power: Ten Thousand Dragon Scripture."
"The host has received a drop of Senior Magus blood essence!”
"The host has obtained 10,000 years of magic power!"
After infusing a level two soul, the reward he received was indeed one level lower than the Primal Chaos level.
The Postnatal spirit treasure, the Five Fire Seven Birds Fan, could be considered as one of the top grade treasures among the Postnatal spirit treasures. Lin Fan was extremely satisfied with this treasure.
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As for the blood essence of a Senior Magus and the Ten Thousand Dragon Scripture, they were not very useful to him, so he soon threw them aside.
As for the 10,000 years of powers, they had already fused into Lin Fan's body, pushing his cultivation up.
However, with his current cultivation, ten thousand years of magic power was just a drop in the bucket.
Lin Fan quickly noticed that the system's evaluation of Xing Tian was A.
As for Pingxin and his brother-in-law, they were all rated S!
"I seem to have discovered something extraordinary!”
Lin Fan muttered these words in his heart and placed his guess in the bottom of his heart.
He glared at Hou Yi.”
When Hou Yi heard that he had a share, he hurriedly ran over.
? Lin Fan injected his soul into him.
Hou Yi also fainted.
"The host has injected a soul. The injected item is Grade A. The reward is Postnatal spirit treasure, Air-frozen Bead!”
"The host has obtained the Phoenix Race's divine power: Nanming Primordial Fire Art."
"The host has received a drop of Senior Magus blood essence!”
"The host has obtained 10,000 years of magic power!"
The reward he received from Hou Yi was still boring.
To others, it might be a good treasure. But to Lin Fan, who was used to seeing Connate cardinal treasures, it was just so-so.
10,000 years of powers merged into Lin Fan's body.
It helped him increase his cultivation.
As for the Air-frozen Bead, he wasn't interested in the Phoenix Clan's Mystical Power.
This was not the divine power of the Ancestral Dragon or the Yuan Phoenix.
It was just an ordinary dragon race divine art.
"Another A?"
Hou Yi's stats were also at A. This confirmed Lin Fan's guess.
He carefully recalled the past 30,000 years, the times he spent with his brothers-in-law, and couldn't help but smile.
"Interesting…"
Lin Fan calculated his soul shards,"
[Host: Lin Fan]
[Race: Witch Race]
[Level: Early Quasi-Sage]
Soul Fragment:
[Primal Chaos Level: 26965]
[Level 2 Fragments: 5937]
"I'll be able to inject the soul into the Candle Dragon very soon.”
Just as Lin Fan was deep in thought, Xing Tian and Hou Yi woke up slowly.
They could feel the difference in their bodies. Lin Fan glared at them and taught the Ten Thousand Dragon Sutra and Nanming Primordial Fire to the two of them.
Xing Tian and Hou Yi were cultivating according to Lin Fan's Dao techniques.
Not long after, the shadows of True Dragons rose behind Xing Tian and fused with the slaughter laws on his body.
As for Hou Yi, the Nanming Primordial Fire resonated with his nomological laws of archery. He raised his head and roared, and the flames of the Sun Shooting Bow behind him soared.
"Our strength has doubled!”
Xing Tian and Hou Yi were trembling with excitement. As Shamans, there was nothing that could inspire them more than combat strength.
Moreover, the two of them had a vague feeling.
That was, the Sorcerer Tribe would only become a complete race after they had an eternal Primordial Spirit.
"Pangu, a Shaman with a primordial spirit is a true descendant of Pangu!”
"Sir?"
Xing Tian and Hou Yi knelt down before Lin Fan excitedly,""Lord Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, you are our benefactor!”
Lin Fan smiled faintly,"
"Alright, I'll remember what you said. Then let me ask you, what are you hiding from me?”
Xing Tian and Hou Yi immediately broke out in cold sweat.
Sweat soaked through his clothes and dripped down.
"Forget it, I'm just joking!"
Lin Fan suddenly stopped asking, leaving Xing Tian and Hou Yi baffled. The Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery made them feel as though they were being enigmatic.
"My brothers and uncles are still waiting in line. You're not allowed to reveal that you have primordial spirits for the next ten thousand years!”
Lin Fan ordered.
The two of them quickly agreed.
"20,000. If I can produce Level-3 soul fragments, I can quickly arm the Sorcerer Tribe in the future!”
"However, all of this has to wait until Hongjun reaches the Dao Integration!”
A thought flashed across Lin Fan's mind. He put it aside for now.
They flew back to the Sorcerer Tribe and saw Pingxin chatting with Nuwa.
Lin Fan landed.
"Get ready and come with me to the Purple Cloud Palace!"”
? Nuwa had not expected Lin Fan to really ask her to go to the Purple Cloud Palace. She was in disbelief.
Lin Fan could not be bothered with her and brought Pingxin back to the Hall of Pangu.
The Ancestor of Sorcery, Candle Dragon, Daoist Bao Lian, and Xi Zi were all present.
? Lin Fan said," There are no injured Ancestors of Sorcery. This time, we are all going to the Purple Cloud Palace. Is there a chance?"”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery trusted Lin Fan and nodded their heads.
Daoist Bao Lian followed the Ancestral Magus of Time and the rest into the depths of the Sacred Hall of Pangu. Lin Fan looked at Daoist Bao Lian's back.
"Sister Pingxin, have you noticed that Goddess Houtu's figure is especially awesome?”
Lin Fan whispered into Pingxin's ears.
Pingxin's heart started to beat wildly.
Unfortunately, Lin Fan said that and pretended that nothing had happened.
Time passed. A few years later.
Sister Pingxin, Sister Little Ming, the Grand Wizard of Time, Candle Dragon, the Grand Wizard of Lightning, Xi Zi, and Nuwa were led by Lin Fan.
They headed to the Purple Cloud Palace.
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