Volume One

Seeing this, Su Xing and Tang San both twitched their eyelids, each taking a mask from their Soul Tool and hurriedly putting them on. Grandmaster had two soul ring skills, namely Thunder Shock and Hypnosis; at this moment, he was at his wit's end and had used all his tricks.

"Looking at the effects produced by this kid's attack, could it be that his first soul ring comes from a rare fire-attribute soul beast?"

The Plank-Horned Rhinoceros let out a shrill scream as its massive body was sent flying, eventually crashing into a nearby tree. A moment later, its entire body began to spontaneously combust.

"According to the feedback from Luo Sanpao, there is a Plank-Horned Rhinoceros soul beast ahead confronting a Thunder Leopard soul beast. It is not yet clear how many years old these soul beasts are," Grandmaster said in a low voice.

"Oh no, it seems they have discovered us," Grandmaster shouted.

"Ah!"

Burning Wood Blade Technique, one of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts, where every attack carries a burning effect. When cultivated to perfection, one can unleash eighty-one rapid slashes in succession.

Grandmaster's eyes flashed, and the first soul ring on his body flew onto Luo Sanpao. Suddenly, Luo Sanpao's body swelled up, and a yellow mist was released from its rear.

"Awoo!"

Grandmaster's eyes were filled with panic.

"Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts, Burning Wood Blade Technique!"

"Next, let me send you on your final journey."

The Thunder Leopard, which had been sent flying by Luo Sanpao, stood up completely unscathed. Its body bent and sprang, shooting directly toward Grandmaster.

A moment later, the massive body of the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros was trapped within numerous vines, unable to move.

"First Soul Skill, Bind!"

Grandmaster stroked his chin, pondering. He and Tang San shared the same thought, believing that the attack Su Xing had just unleashed was a first soul ring skill generated by obtaining a soul beast's soul ring.

As the yellow mist permeated the air, an inexplicable scent spread out.

Hearing this, Su Xing and Tang San both nodded; Grandmaster was clearly saying this for their benefit.

Hearing Grandmaster say this, Tang San patted Su Xing on the shoulder and 'kindly' advised him: "Brother Su, Teacher is very knowledgeable, what he says must make sense. You should just trust him."

Surprisingly, after the Thunder Leopard darted through the yellow mist, it was not successfully hypnotized, but its speed slowed down slightly.

After Tang San finished his protective measures, he released his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. Coils of thick blue vines emerged from the ground, surging toward the body of the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros from all directions.

Su Xing's eyes flashed with purple light, and a deep yellow soul ring lit up on his body. With his entire body covered in surging soul power, a purple-black sickle appeared in his hand.

"What a terrifying blade technique." Grandmaster was shocked.

The Thunder Leopard moved with agility and extreme speed. Relying on the advantage of its own speed, it continuously attacked the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros with its sharp claws, but because the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros had thick skin and flesh, it did not cause much damage.

"Fart like smoke, hypnotize and sleep, Luo Sanpao."

"Little San, it would be better if you didn't speak. The moment you opened your mouth, I felt like you were an idiot. Forget it, thanks for bringing me to this Soul Hunting Forest, I'll take my leave now." Su Xing sneered. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he caught a whiff of a dangerous scent.

"Fart like thunder, blast the heavens and shatter the earth, Luo Sanpao."

"Little Su, it seems your luck is quite good." Grandmaster pointed at the two soul beasts fighting and said to Su Xing: "Wait until they are both heavily injured, then we will strike and kill them both. This Thunder Leopard is quite suitable for you; it has good attack power and agility. You should choose it as your second soul ring."

Little did he know, this was merely one of the blade techniques from the Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts that Su Xing practiced. Like the Tang Sect techniques Tang San practiced, it belonged to the category of otherworldly martial arts.

"Teacher, be careful, the Thunder Leopard you are dealing with isn't dead yet," Tang San reminded him with a slight frown.

Grandmaster unleashed his ultimate move. Luo Sanpao spun in the air, and with a 'pfft', a yellow gas sprayed from its fat rear, filling the air.

In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Leopard was bound by countless blue vines, looking like a bloated rice dumpling.

"Let's go, we'll go up and take a look first. Watch out for noise, don't alert them," Grandmaster said.

Tang San's eyes scanned rapidly, saying: "The body length of this Plank-Horned Rhinoceros reaches over two meters, its age should be over two hundred years. As for that Thunder Leopard, its body is over three meters long, its age is roughly over three hundred years."

"Boom!"

The three of them walked forward slowly, found a large tree, and hid behind it to observe carefully. They discovered that in the clearing not far ahead, the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros and the Thunder Leopard were locked in a fierce struggle.

Is this Brother Su's first soul skill? Why does it feel like his blade technique has similarities to the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique my father taught me? Tang San was also taken aback by Su Xing's Burning Wood Blade Technique.

The charging Thunder Leopard was hit by the yellow mist, its body lifted directly off the ground and thrown heavily to the side.

"As long as it's not a soul beast over a thousand years old, I think we should be able to handle it," Tang San said.

Tang San had a basis for saying this; after all, his and Su Xing's strength could be considered top-tier among their peers, plus a level 29 Grandmaster, so dealing with a century-old soul beast was definitely more than enough.

"Luo, Luo." Luo Sanpao suddenly made a sound.

With the protection of this mask, Su Xing felt much more comfortable. There was no helping it; the smell was simply too heavy—who could withstand it without protection?

Under the influence of his level 20 soul power, Su Xing swung his blade thirty-six times in succession. Immediately, thirty-six yellow blade beams shot out violently from the sickle, finally smashing into the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros entangled by the Blue Silver Grass.

He thought to himself, this Grandmaster is truly a sly old fox. This Thunder Leopard only has two or three hundred years of cultivation; it's pure trash, why would I absorb it? Why don't you let Tang San absorb it?

Hearing this, Su Xing shook his head and looked at Grandmaster with disdain.

Just as Su Xing and Grandmaster were arguing, the Plank-Horned Rhinoceros and the Thunder Leopard fighting not far away seemed to have sensed their presence. They immediately abandoned their standoff and charged violently toward them.

The vines formed by the Blue Silver Grass shattered and scattered instantly.

Seeing this, Grandmaster breathed a slight sigh of relief. Suddenly, countless rays of white light shot out from the cracks in the vines, followed by a dull explosion.

Seeing the Thunder Leopard getting closer and closer to Grandmaster, blue light surged in Tang San's hands, and he released his first soul skill again—Bind.

"What? You're still not satisfied with this? This is a soul beast with a century of cultivation; young people shouldn't be so ambitious. If it weren't for the fact that it doesn't suit Little San, such a good thing wouldn't fall to you." Seeing Su Xing's disdainful expression, Grandmaster's face darkened, and he felt very indignant.

Seeing this, Su Xing did not want to save him; he had to let this old scumbag and contrarian suffer a little.

The martial soul and the host are one; Grandmaster became alert immediately and looked in one direction.