Tang San's Twin Sister-Chapter 115

Level 40 was a strange feeling.

The spirit power inside her acted out like it always did when she hit a bottleneck. It affected her less than usual as it welled up, or at least it felt like it.

She took out one of the stones Jiang had left her and turned it in her hand as it caught the light, musing for a moment how he was doing. She threw it up and caught it again, admiring how the light played with the smooth jet-black surface. This would be a bet, a gamble on how this would turn out.

Uncle Jian walked towards her and looked at the stone curiously. "Is that a stone from the spirit beast graveyard? I can sense traces of spiritual energy from it."

She looked up at him.

"Yes," she told him. "From my friend for my fourth spirit ring."

"I have never seen one before; it must be a good friend. They are incredibly rare. However, it would be more sensible for you to go on a hunt now that you hit a bottleneck. They are supposed to be a gamble seldom worth it as they rarely contain rings beyond a hundred years old."

"I don't care; I prefer not to kill innocent spirit animals that have never done anything to me when there is an alternative, no matter how much of a gamble it is. That being said, these are a bit special." She grinned at him, knowing that Jiang hadn't given her just any spirit stone from the graveyard. She then jumped into the trees a bit away from the caravan.

For the first time in months, settling down in a meditation pose, she took a deep breath and placed the stone on her lap.

"I would like to skip training today." She grinned at Uncle Jian, who followed her. He shook his head, having long understood objecting when she was determined like that was futile.

"Alright, permission granted. You can pick up the slack once you are finished." He said and sighed. Tang Yin nodded and then burst the stone apart, closing her eyes to absorb the energy inside it. Drawing it in as it hit her like a cold summer breeze and descended into herself, getting lost inside it.

Like usual, she ended up in a dark space—blank black. There was nothing exciting there. She turned around, spotted a glimpse of light in the distance, and started running. Reaching the light was always the thing to do, until now. How much time had passed, she didn't know as the light engulfed her.

She stumbled into a world of thorns and silver roses blooming. One of the flowers burst apart, followed by all the others as the petals of silver fell to the ground, and she was surrounded only by thin, thorned vines that seemed to reach into the sky endlessly.

She touched the vine gently; this one did not burst. Hair trailed down her shoulder, and she spotted that it was brown. She noted that she was taller, her hands bigger, almost like an adult. She also said that she was sturdier and less athletically built.

Was this... she combed through her hair. It was shorter.

Her old body?

Her body as Rebecca?

That is new.

Looking around, she sighed and then decided to walk further; standing still would not solve the problem. She walked through the thorned world and eventually ended up at a place with a single rose still blooming. Kneeling down carefully so as not to get stung, she mustered the flower as it gently swayed from the wind that did not exist. The thorned bushes around her vanished, and she was left alone with a single flower lying on the ground.

She picked it up and mustered it as it vanished in her hand. A black-colored ring—a ten thousand-year ring—appeared in front of her. She smiled awkwardly. Well, a surprise, she guessed, and then touched the ring, drawing it inside her. Suddenly, thorns weaved up her arm, and she balled her fists as the thorns pierced her skin, pushing her spirit power against it. The thorns grew slower and slower until they reached a standstill.

Then she settled down and started absorbing the spirit ring, keeping a keen eye on the thorns, trying to devour her until the ring was gone. She summoned up all her spirit rings.

One yellow, one purple, one black, and on the outer edge, shone in dazzling sheen, a crimson ring. Then she felt the real world taking her back, and she opened her eyes, looking straight at Uncle Jian as her rings circled around her, their colors on full display illuminating the forest around her. She tilted her head and grinned at him.

"Hi. I'm back." She said, earning a nod from a stunned Uncle Jian, who stared at the crimson ring around her in

"Is there an issue?" she asked him, and he shook his head. They both knew not to ask for the other's secrets; it was one of the things they had agreed to before.

"I would like to know your new spirit ability," he said.

"Well then. I find it rather amazing." She opened her hand, her blue river grass appearing as she took a deep breath. Around her, vines stretched out, each possessing small but pointed and sharp thorns that gently swayed with it.

[Enthorn]

Small, slender thorns shot forward from her spider-thin vines. They embedded themselves into the ground as they turned into long, sharp thorns that pierced whatever was in their way, even through the tree branch. She jumped up and down excitedly as she watched her new ability.

"Nice, no?" She asked him, and he gazed at the thorns and touched them.

"Like small spears, " he noted, and Tang Yin nodded just like small spears.

"I can use them to attack and trap someone, but they are entirely harmless when in small form, soft even when you touch them." She stretched out her hand and had her vines twirl around her arm as they gently stroked her skin.

"Here you go, it's really soft, " she told him, and he touched it as she said. The small thorns that were soft and gentle beneath his hands grew and turned sharp when spirit power was put inside them.

"True, unusual." He said, slightly fascinated, and she nodded.

"It's Amazing." She smiled and twirled around, her vines moving and swaying with each and every one of her movements. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"I find it amazing and... you know. I rose only two levels at the same time." She made a victory sign at Uncle Jian.