wo days later, the morning light was dim and the sky was about to brighten.
At the entrance of the college.
Three horse-drawn carriages bearing the Nottingham College logo are parked here.
Fourteen students who needed to hunt for spirit rings, three accompanying teachers, and the academy dean who had the cultivation level of a soul master, a total of eighteen people were on the list.
"Everyone on the bus, remember to report your martial spirits and corresponding spirit ring requirements to the teacher. I ask you to understand them in advance, so I won't go into details here."
The requirement is that soul beasts with strong attack power will only help hunt ten-year soul beasts, while weak soul beasts can choose a hundred-year soul beast.
"Get in the car!" The dean waved his hand and gave the command in a powerful voice.
Everyone followed the instructions and got on the bus one after another.
None of the fourteen people were rich, so naturally no one chose to ask for help in hunting soul beasts.
Although Fang Ling has been hiding twenty gold soul coins, they are enough for hunting for the first soul ring.
But he understood the market situation, and this was enough for a ten-year soul ring.
A hundred-year soul ring corresponds to at least a hundred gold soul coins, and the probability of accidents is greatly increased.
Unless you are a powerful Soul Master, you would not dare to take such an order.
First, I have no money, and second, I don't have a reliable team, so it would be better for me to follow the academy and go soul hunting with the Soul Master.
The carriage was galloping quickly.
Three carriages, three teachers, each carriage equipped with a teacher.
The dean sat in the carriage at the front.
Fang Ling was also in this carriage, and he was carrying a shovel on his back.
Since the dean was there, it was natural for him to ask the questions himself.
He took out a pen and clipped a piece of paper to the wooden board to prepare for recording.
"Come on, tell me what kind of martial spirit it is and what kind of enhancement it needs."
"Lu Wen, the weapon spirit scissors needs to increase its attack power."
"Minghui, the beast spirit Mountain Rat also needs to increase its attack power."
"Fang Liangyue, the food-type weapon spirit, radish, also needs to be able to enhance attack power."
"Fang Ling, the weapon spirit sickle requires a hundred-year-old spirit beast, the Star-nosed Mole."
The previous ones all required increasing attack power, and the dean quickly wrote them down.
When it was Fang Ling's turn, he suddenly paused, then asked while writing:
"Such a clear choice of soul beast? You are a sickle spirit, are you sure you don't want to increase the attack power?"
"Star-nosed moles are very weak. They have almost no claws, and their reaction enhancement is not that high."
Fang Ling said firmly: "No need for attack power, I definitely choose the star-nosed mole."
"Dean, this kind of weak soul beast can choose a hundred years, right?"
The latter sentence was said with a slightly nervous tone.
The dean saw the shovel in his hand, smiled slightly, nodded and said,
"Sure, there are some in the Soul Hunting Forest. There are quite a few of these soul beasts, so they are not difficult to find."
Then he put away the pen and notebook.
"The record is complete. Everyone, have a good rest. It's four hundred miles away, and we won't arrive until noon tomorrow."
"Keep your spirits up and prepare to receive your first spirit ring!"
Everyone said yes, and Fang Ling's eyes were full of anticipation.
You are about to officially embark on the path of becoming a soul master.
After three years of accumulation and three years of hard training, he finally achieved the same results as when Tang San first arrived at the academy.
I hope this first soul ring can really bring him the appropriate expertise bonus.
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After a brief rest along the way, at noon the next day, the three carriages arrived at their destination, the Soul Hunting Forest, at the same time.
The carriage slowly stopped outside a noisy large market.
The shouts are heard one after another, the small paths are crisscrossed, it is very lively and exciting.
This was a scene that no one had ever seen in the academy.
Even Fang Ling poked his head out and looked at it curiously.
Unlike the lively market in the previous life, the faces of the people passing by here are more ferocious, and there is an indescribable evil spirit on them.
He took his men down with him and parked the carriage in a guarded place.
The dean took the list of soul beast requirements from the other two teachers.
After a quick glance, he found nothing unreasonable, so he led his men directly to the gate of the Soul Hunting Forest.
At the same time, he also taught many students about the precautions here.
"The people here are all desperate, and the things sold in those shops are very expensive."
"That's why I asked you to bring everything with you."
"And it's not just the Soul Hunting Forest. The same is true near large soul beast settlements like the Sunset Forest and the Star Forest."
Talking about this brought back some unpleasant memories. He smiled, shook his head and continued,
"Did you see those Soul Hunters?"
"I saw it." Everyone responded.
The dean's voice was slightly deep: "Ten gold soul coins for a ten-year soul ring, a hundred years requires at least a hundred."
"It also depends on the type of soul beast you need, and the consumption or loss of personnel along the way."
"If you run into a shady guy, you might get charged up to a thousand gold soul coins, and he might even kill you for money."
"If you are going to hunt souls in the future, you must find a team with a good reputation. It is best to be led by a relative or a teacher from the academy. Remember?"
"Remember!" Everyone was shocked.
After walking for a while, we came to a huge steel fence over ten meters high.
The dean brought them to the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest and showed the warrant to the captain of the soldiers guarding the door.
It won't be wrong to bring along such a large group of soul master students who look young, green and worldly-wise with the academy's special soul hunting warrant.
The captain immediately ordered the soldiers to make way.
Everyone went straight in.
The inside of the forest is much quieter than the outside world.
The air is fresh, and it seems that one's soul power begins to become active, making the body feel comfortable.
"The Soul Beast Forest is a dangerous place. You must not go beyond the protection of the teachers. Do you understand?"
The three teachers who came with the team were all great soul masters in their prime.
Two men and one woman, all three have the potential to break through to the Soul Master level, which is not comparable to Yu Xiaogang, the fart king.
The same is true for combat power.
But there are too many people and we can't take care of them all.
Therefore, slightly stronger soul beasts are limited to ten-year soul rings.
The group moved forward slowly.
Perhaps because they wanted to protect this weak cripple, Fang Ling, who was even smaller and only in the third grade, was allowed to walk in the center.
Fang Ling was confused and thanked everyone with a smile, saying that what they thought was right.
He doesn't need to prove anything.
This trip is just to obtain the spirit ring, and I don't want any complications.
Of course it would be best to be protected.
If a soul beast kills the young soul masters on the periphery, he can only watch the situation with tears in his eyes.
If you can beat them, help to kill them and get points. If you can't beat them, just run away.
However, in this captive forest where the soul beasts only survive for a thousand years at most and most of them are only kept for ten or a hundred years, the possibility of having a soul master leading the team is very low.
After walking for a distance, the dean narrowed his eyes, made some distinctions, and suddenly signaled everyone to stop.
He stared at the tree trunk and whispered, "A seventy-year-old lynx, good at agility and attack, who wants it?"
The Soul Master of the Mountain Rat Soul Master is indeed a rat, with a quick mind and swift movements. He stood out before the others and raised his hand high:
"I want it!"
"good!"
(End of this chapter)