Blanklin led his zu zong into the forest and immediately went on high alert. Although the Soul Hunting Forest wasn't particularly dangerous for a Soul Master like himself, he couldn't afford to be careless with his still quite "weak" .
The zu zong casually pulled out a kunai and summoned his martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor.
A plant with peculiar patterns, distinct from other Blue Silver Grasses, appeared in his right hand.
Releasing his Blue Silver Domain, the zu zong sensed everything around him through the Blue Silver Grasses in the forest.
There were lone, spotted cats, and pack-like Nether Wolves, among many other soul beasts.
Undoubtedly, within the zu zong's perception range, they were all ten-year soul beasts; hundred-year soul beasts were extremely rare, and those that were present were mostly plant-type soul beasts of little use to him.
Half an hour later, the zu zong shook his head.
"Could it be that my luck is really that bad? I haven't even seen a hundred-year soul beast around. It seems I need to go deeper!"
The zu zong wasn't confused about his choice of the first soul ring; with his foresight, he could completely avoid many troubles. Rather than relying on unknown luck, it's better to make purposeful choices, like Tang San's nearly four-hundred-year-old Mandragora Snake in the original novel, which is quite good.
Blakelin's face stiffened as he sensed the sudden surge of dense life energy around him. And it was right beside him, making him involuntarily tense.
He glanced at the Blue Silver Emperor in the zu zong's hand out of the corner of his eye, clearly shocked: "Your mutated 'Blue Silver Grass' is truly exceptional."
"Although I'm not a plant-type Soul Master, I do know a little about plant-type Martial Souls. The stronger the life force, the better the Martial Soul. This is the plant-type Martial Soul with the strongest life force I've ever seen."
"Soul Masters cannot change their Soul Rings after absorbing them, so they must be extremely careful. A Soul Beast with a cultivation level of around four hundred years is the limit. Do you have any ideas?"
The zu zong smiled and replied, "Perhaps my mutated 'Blue Silver Grass' is the king of Blue Silver Grasses! As for the Soul Ring, I'll find a snake-type Soul Beast with a cultivation level of around four hundred years, preferably one with potent venom."
Hearing that the zuzong, a plant-type Soul Master, wanted to absorb an animal-type Soul Beast, Blanklin was shocked: "You went to see the Grandmaster later?"
The zu zong feigned ignorance and asked, "Who is the Grandmaster?" —Pah! I don't know that scumbag!
"No, it's nothing! Just stay away from anyone who calls themselves 'Master' in the future; it won't hurt you!"
Hearing the zu zong say he didn't know any "Masters," Blanklin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful he hadn't been poisoned.
He then asked, "Choosing a first spirit ring close to the limit is certainly good, but tell me, why did you choose a snake-type spirit beast?"
"Isn't it simple! After a spirit master kills a spirit beast and absorbs its spirit ring, there's a high chance they'll gain a spirit skill with the beast's characteristics.
Even though my 'Blue Silver Grass' is mutated and its toughness is ten or even dozens of times stronger than ordinary Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass is still Blue Silver Grass, and its toughness is ultimately limited.
But snake-type spirit beasts are different.
They are not only incredibly tough but also extremely agile, and most of them are poisonous. If my 'Blue Silver Grass' becomes more tough and its extension speed increases, coupled with its potent poison, it will definitely be a deadly weapon against spirit masters of the same level."
zu zong: Hmm! That should be right, anyway, it's pretty much in line with the original setting.
After the zu zong finished speaking, Blanklin was dumbfounded. Is this really the kind of thinking a child should have? He's practically a genius, far superior to that so-called "master" who shouts "theory is invincible" but doesn't even know where that invincibility lies.
Trembling, he asked, "Child, you only arrived at Notting Academy yesterday. Who told you this?"
"An old man named Tom told me," the zu zong replied without batting an eye.
zuzong: Young master, can I tell you, brother, I'm a transmigrator?
Tom? No idea. Logically, a powerful Soul Master wouldn't be unknown! Could he be a fraud like that "master"?
But out of politeness, Blanklin still asked, "Senior Tom, he must be an extremely powerful Soul Master!"
He addressed him respectfully as "Senior Tom."
The zu zong waved his hand and replied, "I don't know either. I just saw six rings circling around him. The first two were yellow, similar to the two yellow Soul Rings on you, Director. The middle two were purple, and the last two were black."
Old Tom: So that Soul Emperor from Emperor Soul Village was me!
Blanklin exclaimed in surprise,
"My God! It's actually a Soul Emperor, and a Soul Emperor with top-tier Soul Rings!"
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The Dean of Notting Academy is a Soul Master, while the owner of the Notting City Spirit Hall seems to be a Soul King!
Senior Tom is truly a big shot; why haven't I ever seen such a powerful figure?!
Blanklin continued to ask, "Then, where did that senior go?"
Thinking that lying was free, the zu zong blurted out, "I don't know. After drinking water at my house, he spread his huge wings and flew away. Could it be that a Soul Emperor is very strong?"
"Strong, of course strong! Even our Dean is far from being a match for Senior Tom! It seems this senior possesses a rare flying-type spirit."
The zu zong's pupils shifted, and a slight smile curved his lips, revealing a smug look.
"But you were boasting this morning that you were the strongest!"
Blanklin: ...I have a few curses in my mind, but I don't know if I should say them!
The two continued deeper into the forest, encountering several spirit beasts with a cultivation level of a hundred years, but still couldn't find one suitable for the clan leader.
Night fell, and moonlight replaced the setting sun, bathing the earth.
Helpless, the two had no choice but to set up camp and rest.
Blanclin sprinkled a powder similar to his realgar around the tent.
"Alright, I'll keep watch tonight, you go and rest!"
zu zong nodded, not refusing. But he didn't sleep; instead, he entered a semi-cultivation state, opening his Blue Silver Domain every hour to check for any traces of soul beasts.
Having lived two lives, zu zong never completely entrusted his life to others.
Around three or four in the morning, less than two hours before dawn, Blanclin, on watch, was already drowsy.
Zu Zong released his Blue Silver Domain once more.
He felt the surrounding area suddenly become quiet, and through the Blue Silver Grass, at the edge of the domain's reach
, a rustling sound clearly reached zu zong's ears. Faintly, there seemed to be a slight fishy smell in the air, not strong, but even carrying a faint sweetness and tea fragrance.
"It looks like a poisonous snake. Could it be the Mandragora Snake from the original story?"
zu zong stepped out of the tent, glanced at the drowsy Blanquer, and silently left the camp. He leaped onto a tree trunk and disappeared in a few flashes.
Man and snake, communicating with each other, each treating the other as prey.
Half an incense stick later, they finally met.
A giant python covered in black scales appeared in zu zong's eyes through the moonlight.
"Why is it different from the one described in the original story! System, check this snake's attribute panel."
[Ding, four chapters in, host, you finally remembered me!]
"Stop talking nonsense, check it now."
[Ding, Soul Beast Panel is opening.]
[Soul Beast: Black-Scaled Poisonous Python
Cultivation: 560 years
Characteristics: Strength, Speed, Tenacity, Venom, Defense
Soul Skill: Poison Dragon Binding - The massive body coils around the prey, then corrosive toxins seep from the skin.]
Upon
seeing the Soul Beast panel, the clan leader exclaimed, "Is that a Mandragora Serpent?" (End of Chapter