Third Brother, I'm Sorry

"Oscar, hurry and absorb the Soul Ring. Tang San, Xiao Wu, your strength has reached level twenty-nine. Break through to level thirty as soon as possible, and we'll get all your Soul Rings sorted out in one go." They had found something not long after entering the forest. Naturally, Zhao Wuji wanted to take advantage of their current luck to find Soul Rings for Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Tang San was fine with it; there was nothing more to say. He needed to level up and restore his Martial Soul to its original form.

As for Xiao Wu, once she reached level thirty, she simply could not absorb a Soul Ring.

But under the current circumstances, with Zhao Wuji constantly watching her, she could hardly avoid cultivating.

She silently prayed for a suitable opportunity to leave the group and condense her Soul Ring.

She could not have been more familiar with the Star Dou Great Forest, and she knew of quite a few hidden caves.

"Third Brother, I'm sorry. I can't explain this to you. No one can know my true identity."

Human nature was the least able to withstand testing. No one could possibly resist the temptation of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone.

Even Tang San, after learning the truth in the future, exhausted every scheme he had before finally obtaining Xiao Wu's Sacrifice at the crucial moment.

This not only allowed him to fulfill his agreement with the Clear Sky Sect elders, but also laid the foundation for his future inheritance of the Sea God Divine Throne. Even Qian Renxue's plan had failed because of Xiao Wu's Sacrifice.

Before returning to Shrek Academy for their appointment, Tang San had countless opportunities to find Xiao Wu, yet he stubbornly refused to go. He had waited until Spirit Hall made its move before finally arriving late.

It was hard not to read into such behavior.

Oscar's absorption of the Soul Ring went quite smoothly. That very night, he successfully advanced to become a level thirty-one Food-Type Soul Master.

"Oscar, congratulations." Ning Rongrong was the first to step forward.

Oscar was the only person in Shrek Academy who had spoken up for her. Ning Rongrong was not stupid; she knew what Oscar wanted, and it would only cost her a few words.

Sure enough, after hearing Ning Rongrong's praise, Oscar had already forgotten everyone else entirely.

Only after Zhao Wuji gave him a sharp knock on the head did he come back to his senses.

"The sausages created by my Third Soul Skill allow whoever eats them to fly for one minute, at the speed of a Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, for that entire minute."

Originally, Tang San and the others had been resistant to the sausages, but under Flender's instruction, they had managed to overcome their mental aversion.

"Haha, not a bad Soul Skill. My intervention wasn't wasted." Zhao Wuji laughed.

"Teacher Zhao, I've broken through to level thirty."

When Oscar woke up, Tang San had just made his breakthrough. Compared to Oscar's joy at obtaining a Soul Ring, Tang San knew he should wait a little longer before announcing it.

"Two happy events at once. Xiao Wu, how are you doing?" Zhao Wuji asked with a smile.

Xiao Wu shook her head. She had been slacking off throughout her cultivation just now, so how could she have broken through?

Although Zhao Wuji found it regrettable, he did not say anything more.

"It's already very late. We'll set up camp here tonight and set off again early tomorrow morning."

Han Yu's group also arrived smoothly at the Iron Armor Dragons' nest.

Iron Armor Dragons were family-based Soul Beasts. Their nests usually contained an entire family of Soul Beasts.

"The strongest one is thirteen thousand years old, and there's another ten-thousand-year one. The rest are Thousand Year and Hundred-Year Iron Armor Dragons." Through his perception, Han Yu quickly assessed their strength.

Ling Hai was astonished by Han Yu's scouting ability, but he did not ask about it at this time. "Leave the two ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts to this old man. The rest are yours, Teacher Han."

Han Yu nodded in agreement. At the same time, a sense of urgency rose within him.

If nothing unexpected happened, the Titan Giant Ape would appear tonight. After that, Tang San would absorb the Soul Ring of that two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider.

This time, he did not know whether Dragon Lord and the others would encounter it. The Man Faced Demon Spider's ability to shoot silk three times was quite troublesome for Tang San.

"Fire Poison is on Tang San's body. I can use it to locate him." With that thought, Han Yu saw Ling Hai make his move and immediately followed after him.

Thousand Year Iron Armor Dragons posed no threat to him, but for the sake of sustainable development, Han Yu did not deal any fatal blows to them.

"These are ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts. Will Teacher Han really help me obtain an Iron Armor Dragon Soul Ring?" Zhu Dazhi asked with a worried expression.

"Teacher Han keeps his word. He would never joke about something like this. Dazhi, your talent is among the best on the continent. You don't need to flatter anyone, and Teacher Han doesn't need your flattery." After receiving Han Yu's reminder, Ye Lingling took the initiative to speak.

"But..."

If it had been a Soul Hunting Squad, hunting a seven-hundred-year Soul Beast while facing two ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts and dozens of Thousand Year Soul Beasts would have been an enormous expense. Besides, a Soul Hunting Squad might not even accept such a commission.

"Divine Flame Seeking." Facing the encirclement of the Soul Beasts, Han Yu swiftly used his movement-type Soul Skill.

With the enhancement brought by his Third Soul Skill, no matter how the Iron Armor Dragons attacked, they could not touch him in the slightest.

After dodging their attacks, Han Yu shouted, "Zhu Dazhi, if you keep being this timid, you might as well go home now."

In spirit battles, a team's unwavering belief in victory was crucial to achieving good results.

Zhu Dazhi's timid personality could even affect his teammates. Han Yu's team had no need for someone like that.

"Teacher Han, I understand. Thank you, Teacher."

The moment his words fell, Han Yu threw a seven-hundred-year Iron Armor Dragon toward him.

Moreover, the Soul Beast was already on its last breath. Zhu Dazhi snapped back to his senses and quickly killed it. A yellow Soul Ring floated out moments later.

Ye Lingling, familiar with Han Yu's style, hurriedly directed Zhu Zhuqing and the others to take the Soul Beast's corpse away first.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Ling Hai quickly withdrew alongside Han Yu.

Only after reaching a relatively safe area did Han Yu allow Zhu Dazhi to absorb the Soul Ring.

"Compared to several decades ago, there are far fewer Soul Beasts in the Mixed Zone of the Star Dou Great Forest." Ling Hai sat beside Han Yu and sighed.

Humans had to hunt Soul Beasts in order to absorb Soul Rings. Yet Soul Beasts cultivated extremely slowly, and fierce competition existed among them as well.

Ordinary Soul Beasts were relatively safe once they reached five to seven thousand years of cultivation.

That age was too high for a fourth Soul Ring and too low for a fifth Soul Ring, so few human Soul Masters hunted them.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Human Soul Masters had to absorb Soul Rings to advance. That was a rule set by the God Realm.

Han Yu also knew that, tens of thousands of years in the future, the Soul Beasts of Douluo Continent would be nearing extinction. But with his current strength, there was no way for him to change that reality.

"Ah~ Many Soul Masters have a habit of killing indiscriminately. If this continues, the profession of Soul Master will disappear." Ling Hai said leisurely.

For matters like this, it was enough to do one's own part. Ling Hai had not expected to change anyone else's behavior.

Han Yu gave a faint laugh, then leaned against a nearby tree trunk.

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