First Volume

Hearing Su Xing say this, the captain of the guards said nothing further and directly ordered his men to open the gate. Su Xing pouted and tugged on the hand of a soldier beside him, pleading, "Uncle, I'm the only one left in my family. Please let me in." Reaching the entrance, Su Xing took out his token and handed it to the captain checking entry permits. After getting off the carriage, Su Xing discovered that the outskirts of Soul Hunting Forest contained an enormous market, filled with unceasing cries from vendors and simple paths laid by hand. "Level 40 Soul Beast hunter looking for a team to farm Heavenly Demon Phoenix. I can solo it; need three deadweights who can spam 666. Join fast." After searching for quite a while, Su Xing encountered many Soul Beasts with potent venom and formidable attacks, but their cultivation years were too low, so he did not rush to act and instead continued searching patiently. "Awoo!" It was already deep into the night, yet the forest was far from quiet. The roars of Soul Beasts rose and fell from time to time. Although he had not lit a fire, everything in Soul Hunting Forest was clearly visible beneath the bright moonlight. After Su Xing passed through the iron fence and entered the forest, all the noise seemed to vanish at once. The air became incomparably fresh, bringing a sense of peace and clarity. Su Xing snorted coldly. "A pack of Husky pups with barely a dozen years of cultivation dares set its sights on me? Tonight, I'll turn you into roast meat for an extra meal." After entering the forest, Su Xing did not hurry onward. Instead, he directly drew his Desert Eagle. "Hunting a thirty-year Stone Demon Elephant. Need a sharp female agility-attack Soul Master. Seven people waiting for tokens. Reward: fifteen Gold Soul Coins." After some thought, Su Xing decided against joining a team and headed straight toward the gate of Soul Hunting Forest, which stood like a city wall. Above the pitch-black night sky hung a silver moon, its faint light pouring down and draping Soul Hunting Forest in a veil of silver, making it seem especially mysterious. "..." A scent unique to the forest rushed toward him. Countless towering trees, exotic flowers, and strange fruits gradually appeared before Su Xing, making it feel as though he had entered a primeval forest. For his first Soul Ring, Su Xing had set his sights on a venomous Soul Beast around a thousand years old. After all, a scythe martial soul was inherently a weapon inclined toward darkness. "Little friend, are you alone? Without an elder accompanying you, entering Soul Hunting Forest by yourself is very dangerous." The captain of the guards briefly inspected the token and frowned. This instance-like feeling made Su Xing feel as though he had returned to his previous life. Bang! An explosion suddenly rang out from the dense woods. Rustle, rustle! "Forget it. I'll solo it." Outside the gates of Soul Hunting Forest, a hundred soldiers patrolled the area. They wore full suits of refined iron armor, carried long spears, and stood in orderly ranks. This place looked somewhat like a farmers' market from his previous life. Soul Hunting Forest was more than four hundred li from Nuoding Academy—not exactly close, but not particularly far either. As he continued onward, Su Xing relied on his powerful spiritual power to detect even Soul Beasts hiding in the shadows one by one. However, most of them were only ten-year or hundred-year Soul Beasts, unable to arouse even the slightest interest in him. The moon was like a silver plate, with stars scattered across the sky. "A ten-man team farming Abyssal Behemoth. I'm level 40 and can tank. Need nine support Soul Masters with strong healing." The Nether Wolf was a wolf-type Soul Beast approximately 1.6 meters long. Its entire body was iron-gray, and it possessed considerable attack power, famed for its powerful bite. Strange noises suddenly came from the bushes on either side. "Damn it, should I find a few idiots to form a team with? I've never been to Soul Hunting Forest either, but I'm just a little kid. Who would even want to team up with me?" Thinking of this, Su Xing's face darkened. Rumble... Before long, the Variegated Cat gradually fell silent, and a yellow Soul Ring rose from its body. The steel gate, over ten meters tall, slowly opened. "It's actually Nether Wolves." Su Xing murmured as time flowed on and the sky gradually darkened. Carefully approaching the bushes where the strange sound had come from, Su Xing found a Soul Beast resembling a feline lying in a pool of blood, still occasionally letting out weak whimpering cries. Su Xing had bought this powder before coming here from a general store in Nuoding City. It was specially prepared realgar powder; scattering it around the campsite concealed his scent and also repelled snakes, insects, rats, and ants. Hearing the cry, Su Xing immediately woke up, sprang to his feet, and looked around. Late at night, Su Xing found a low-lying area with complicated terrain, surrounded by numerous towering trees, and made camp there. After all, people needed rest. Su Xing took a glass bottle containing powdered medicine from the Soul Tool on his wrist, then evenly scattered the powder around the campsite. "Judging by this beast's build and appearance, it should be a hundred-year Variegated Cat. What a pity—it's too weak. If it were a thousand-year one, I might consider making it my Soul Ring." Su Xing chuckled and snorted. "Got a token, five short of a full team. Need a support Soul Master with strong healing, level twenty or above!" Walking through the dense forest, Su Xing followed a path trampled out by others toward the depths of the woods. "Awoo..." More than ten ghostly green points of light slowly approached the tent. A red gleam flashed through Su Xing's eyes, and as his powerful spiritual power spread outward, everything in the darkness became clear to him. After all, the captain of the guards believed that although this child was young, hunting a trash Soul Beast with three to five years of cultivation should not be a problem. At the very least, he could become a Soul Master. If Su Xing could obtain the Soul Ring of a Soul Beast with powerful attacks and deadly venom, it would undoubtedly be best for enhancing the attributes of his scythe martial soul and granting a special ability to his first Soul Ring. After simply setting up his tent, Su Xing did not light a fire. He ate some dry provisions and returned to the tent to rest. Although most Soul Beasts and wild animals feared firelight in Soul Hunting Forest, a small number of powerful Soul Beasts were attracted to it. Theoretically, the limit a normal person could endure for their first Soul Ring was one from a Soul Beast around four hundred and twenty-three years old. However, after obtaining a god-tier martial soul and that eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone, Su Xing's physical toughness and spiritual power had long surpassed those of ordinary people. Absorbing a thousand-year Soul Ring beyond his level should not be much of a problem. Around noon the next day, Su Xing arrived at his destination, Soul Hunting Forest, in a hired carriage. Su Xing could not afford to worry about that. He raised his hand and fired a shot. If he drew these creatures over while asleep, it would not be worth the trouble.