After Yu Xiaogang's attempts proved fruitless, he looked at Ye Fan again.
"Ye Fan, I was just playing around with you."
"This belt was actually meant for you all along."
He grabbed the belt and placed it back into Ye Fan's hand.
Ye Fan glanced at the Storage Belt with disdain.
You can't use it, so you give it to me? Do you think I'm a junk collector?
He casually tossed it to Tang San.
It was like a dog leash, directly looped over Tang San's head.
This thing, even a dog wouldn't want it.
Tang San originally didn't want it either, but an unseen force compelled him to accept the belt.
Tang San happily adjusted the belt, placing it around his waist.
"Since Ye Fan doesn't want it, then give it to me. I just happen to need a belt."
… …
Even a dog wouldn't want it, but Tang San did.
Yu Xiaogang was quite helpless. He had originally wanted to train Tang San's ability to use a storage spirit tool, but now he couldn't. He couldn't possibly give his own storage spirit tool bracelet to Tang San.
What would he use then?
A journey of four hundred li was not too long, but not short either.
It wasn't until noon the next day that they arrived at their destination, the Hunting Soul Forest.
Yu Xiaogang led the two through the supply point outside the forest to the entrance of the Hunting Soul Forest.
After checking their permits,
the three finally entered the interior.
The air was finally very fresh, giving a feeling of mental comfort.
"We are about to enter the forest. From now on, neither of you should leave my side for a single step."
Upon entering the Hunting Soul Forest, Yu Xiaogang suddenly shouted, "Come out, Luo San Pao!"
With a puff, a wisp of light purple spirit power separated from Grandmaster's palms. Tang San only felt a wave of spirit power emanate from Grandmaster.
Before him, there was already a creature.
That's right, it was a creature.
It could only be described as a creature.
It looked very much like a dog, but its size was more like a pig.
Its body length exceeded one and a half meters, and its waist circumference was probably similar.
Its entire body was covered in light purple fur, with two small ears drooping down, and a pair of deep blue eyes blinking.
Its plump body twisted, and its chubby rump swayed from side to side. Its four short, thick legs made it hard to imagine how slow its movements were.
There was a round bulge on its head. If one didn't know, they might think it was a tumor.
As soon as it appeared, it ran towards Grandmaster, rubbing its 'tumor' against Grandmaster's leg.
Two yellow hundred-year spirit rings rose from Yu Xiaogang's feet.
"Little San, I haven't told you, this is my Spirit. I call it Luo San Pao."
"You can call it San Pao."
Ye Fan: "Shan Pao (Mountain Cannon)?"
"It's San Pao (Three Cannons)!"
When Yu Xiaogang mentioned Luo San Pao, there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
"This is a mutated Spirit."
"Luo San Pao makes a 'luo luo' sound and can only launch three attacks, so I named it Luo San Pao."
"San Pao, lead the way!"
The plump Luo San Pao waddled forward, shaking its head.
Although its body was a bit fat, its movements were still quite agile.
It walked along, sniffing at something.
Ye Fan observed Luo San Pao.
If Tang San also had one like it, the two would truly be a perfect match.
Along the way, Yu Xiaogang continued to impart various knowledge to Tang San.
He pulled out a magnificent short sword from his embrace and handed it to Tang San.
"You can only absorb the spirit ring dropped by a Spirit Beast you personally kill."
"At that time, you will use it to kill the Spirit Beast you need."
Soon, the three encountered their first Spirit Beast, a ten-year-old Lone Bamboo.
"Although this Spirit Beast is suitable for you, its age is too young. If there are no better options, it's not too late to choose it."
"According to my theory, the absorption limit for the first spirit ring should be around four hundred thirty-two years. Your first spirit ring should ideally be close to that."
Ye Fan was also considering which Spirit Beast would be best for his first spirit ring.
At the same time, he wondered which Spirit he should focus on cultivating.
Two books as Spirits, who would have thought?
Yu Xiaogang, on the other hand, was preparing to find Tang San a highly offensive Spirit Beast to enhance the attack power of his Blue Silver Hammer.
A hammer naturally belongs to the attack system.
They searched for a long time, and although many suitable Spirit Beasts appeared,
Grandmaster was in no hurry to act, patiently continuing his search.
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the sky.
"It seems we'll have to stay in the Hunting Soul Forest tonight. Let's find a place to camp first."
Yu Xiaogang finally chose a hollow embraced by towering trees as their overnight spot.
The red light in the westernmost sky quickly disappeared, and the sky was enveloped in black.
Looking closely at the sky, one could see a few twinkling lights.
After simply sprinkling some insect and snake repellent powder around the perimeter, Yu Xiaogang continued to talk about various common knowledge.
Ye Fan observed the surrounding environment. Although it was exactly the same as the original plot, he dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest.
"Luo Luo." Just then, the mutated Spirit Luo San Pao's cry suddenly rang out.
The Spirit and its host are one. Yu Xiaogang immediately became alert.
He sprang up and looked in one direction.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened.
Vaguely, more than ten phosphorescent green dots were approaching their direction.
"It's a Nether Wolf." Yu Xiaogang's voice was low, but there was no panic.
"A pack of ten-year-old wolves dares to bother me. San Pao."
"Fart like thunder, earth-shattering Luo San Pao!"
Yu Xiaogang's first spirit ring flashed, and Luo San Pao took a deep breath, aiming its rear at six Nether Wolves.
He quickly took out two thick masks.
He gave one to Tang San.
"Put it on quickly."
He prepared to wear the other one himself.
He did not take out a third one for Ye Fan.
He wanted Ye Fan to know how serious it was. If he chose to become a disciple, then next time Luo San Pao farted, he would give him a mask.
But the next second,
Ye Fan agreed, casually taking the mask from Yu Xiaogang's other hand and putting it on his face.
"Bang!"
A huge roar sounded, and six Nether Wolves screamed and flew out, while the others were scared and scattered.
Following that, a huge cloud of yellow smoke spread out in all directions.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, completely unprepared for this.
The terrifying stench drilled into Yu Xiaogang's nostrils.
His face instantly turned ugly, and he began to cough violently.
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Even with Yu Xiaogang's many years of experience being subjected to the stench, he almost fainted this time.
"Grandmaster, it still has to be you! You'd rather suffer the stench yourself than not give us two masks. You're truly selfless!"
Ye Fan kindly approached Yu Xiaogang and patted his back to help him catch his breath.
But as these words were spoken,
Yu Xiaogang's coughing became even more violent.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"
I…
Trying to outsmart others and ending up worse off, Yu Xiaogang truly wanted to curse Ye Fan's family right now.