Mystic Mage of the Great Soul Arena

"How did you absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring? And a Thousand-Year second Soul Ring? Isn't there a limit to the age of Soul Rings..." Ning Rongrong could not understand.

Luo Ling looked at the girl beside him and smiled as he interrupted her. "You mean Yu Xiaogang's theoretical upper limit for Soul Ring age?"

Ning Rongrong nodded.

"You're the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Do you believe in Yu Xiaogang's theories too?"

"What's wrong with them?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion.

"Of course they're wrong." Luo Ling shook his head, the red in his eyes deepening. "Let me tell you a secret."

"Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul theories were actually all copied and compiled from the Library of our Spirit Hall."

"The so-called theoretical upper limit for Soul Ring age is merely the upper limit of the information Spirit Hall has gathered over the years."

"This theoretical limit only applies to ordinary Soul Masters. But there will always be people in this world who break through those limits, won't there?"

Ning Rongrong's mouth hung open, her expression somewhat stunned. She did not know whether she was shocked that Yu Xiaogang's theories had been plagiarized from Spirit Hall, or by Luo Ling's narcissism.

"So you mean the Grandmaster's theoretical limit isn't the true limit of Soul Ring age?"

"Of course." Luo Ling nodded.

"For Soul Rings below ten thousand years, it depends on the Soul Master's physical constitution. As long as one's physique is strong enough, one can absorb Soul Rings beyond one's limit."

"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, however, requires enduring the spiritual impact of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast within it. That's why generally, only Soul Masters who have reached the Soul King rank can absorb one."

Ning Rongrong nodded thoughtfully. This was the first time she had heard such a theory.

"This should count as a secret, shouldn't it? You're just telling me like that?"

"Since you've come to Spirit Hall to study, naturally I won't hold anything back. Besides, the theory may be simple to explain, but how many people can actually accomplish it?"

Luo Ling did not care in the slightest, and there was even a hint of disdain in his tone.

He had long since told Bibi Dong about this theory, and Spirit Hall's Soul Masters had all been trying it. Yet he was the only one who could truly absorb Thousand-Year and Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings beyond his rank.

Although Hu Liena's third Soul Ring had exceeded its age limit, it had only exceeded it by a hundred years.

Ning Rongrong stared blankly at Luo Ling, her eyes shining as she listened to him.

The man before her had forced her to leave home and come to Spirit Hall alone. He was obviously an annoying fellow, yet he was truly very charming.

His appearance and bearing were flawless, his strength formidable, his conduct elegant, and his words carried an unparalleled confidence.

For a moment, Ning Rongrong was lost in a daze.

Watching Ning Rongrong from the corner of his eye, Luo Ling's lips curved into a smile.

Ning Rongrong was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She had grown up in the finest environment and had seen many powerful experts and geniuses.

But as long as Luo Ling displayed a strength that utterly surpassed anything she knew, it would be enough to leave an impression in Ning Rongrong's heart.

"I actually reached level 40!"

"I'm level 40 too! It feels like I still have Soul Power building up!"

"I reached level 39!"

At that moment, a string of cries of surprise came from inside the room.

Hu Liena and the other two woke up one after another, utterly shocked by the improvement in their strength.

Ning Rongrong came back to her senses. Hearing the shouts from within, she felt somewhat envious.

"You don't need to envy them." Luo Ling said with a smile. "I heard Sect Leader Ning intends to give the Aromatic Silk Beauty to you."

"After three years, when you return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, your improvement will be even greater than theirs."

"The Aromatic Silk Beauty is of exceptionally high quality even among Immortal Herbs."

After saying that, Luo Ling did not wait for Ning Rongrong's response. He pushed open the door and entered the room.

"Xiao Ling! Your Immortal Herb is truly incredible!" Yan said excitedly.

Feeling the power within his body, he suddenly seemed to remember something.

"By the way, Xiao Ling, your third Soul Ring is a Ten Thousand Year one. Does that mean we can absorb Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings for our fourth Soul Rings?"

As soon as Yan said this, Xie Yue and Hu Liena both looked at Luo Ling eagerly.

Luo Ling raised his brows at that. The gap between a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring and a Thousand-Year Soul Ring was enormous.

Tang San had only been able to absorb one in the original story because of the combined effects of Ice Fire Body Tempering and Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

As for Hu Liena and the other two...

"I think it's better to play it safe." Luo Ling shook his head.

"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring requires enduring the soul impact left behind after the Soul Beast dies. Though your constitutions have improved after absorbing Immortal Herbs, your Spiritual Power is still only at the Soul Ancestor level."

"I was able to withstand it because my Martial Soul is of the Psychic type."

Upon hearing Luo Ling's words, the fervor in the three of them gradually faded.

Seeing their expressions, Luo Ling was somewhat helpless. "All right. Though you can't absorb Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, exceeding your limits by one or two thousand years shouldn't be a problem."

The three could only accept reality.

Afterward, Luo Ling brought Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong back to their residence.

On the way back, they ran into Dugu Bo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Saint Son!"

"Little friend Luo Ling!"

The two approached and both noticed Ning Rongrong standing beside Luo Ling.

"You're Ning Fengzhi's daughter?" Dugu Bo's eyes widened.

"Yes. Greetings, Poison Douluo." Ning Rongrong bowed in surprise as well.

The Poison Douluo, whose name resounded throughout the Heaven Dou Empire, was actually in Spirit Hall too.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has already decided to secretly support Spirit Hall. Miss Ning has come to Spirit Hall for exchange and study." Luo Ling explained.

Dugu Bo and Chrysanthemum Douluo exchanged a glance. As old hands, they naturally understood the intention behind it.

Chrysanthemum Douluo marveled at the Pope's methods, while Dugu Bo's eyes shifted as he secretly considered whether he should send his own granddaughter here as well.

"Poison Douluo, since you've already joined Spirit Hall, I hope you won't have too many ties with the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the future." Luo Ling suddenly reminded him.

He knew that Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng were lovers in the original story. Given Bibi Dong's current hostility toward Yu Xiaogang, the future fate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was easy to foresee.

Dugu Bo froze, then gave Luo Ling a deep look before nodding.

Luo Ling smiled and nodded in return, then left with Ning Rongrong and Hu Liena.

Three days later, after familiarizing himself with his upgraded Martial Soul and Soul Skills, Luo Ling came to the Great Soul Arena in Spirit City.

A Top Hat concealed half his face, while a dark aura obscured the other half.

The Great Soul Arena was a place where Soul Masters fought Soul Battles. Almost every Soul Master here possessed abundant combat experience, making it an excellent place to improve one's strength.

In the original story, the Shrek Seven Devils had also trained at the Great Soul Arena.

Though the Grandmaster's training methods could be said to be full of flaws, the Great Soul Arena truly was a good place.

Luo Ling had come here to improve his combat abilities and train in the Distraction Control Method.

He understood the principle that practice made perfect.

"Register me for a solo Soul Battle." Luo Ling got straight to the point when he reached the front desk.

The staff member looked at Luo Ling's strange appearance but said nothing. All sorts of people came to the Great Soul Arena, and not wanting to reveal one's identity was perfectly normal.

"Sir, please undergo a Soul Power Level test first." The staff member guided Luo Ling through the test.

"Soul Power Level 37, Soul Elder. Please name your solo Soul Battle identity."

Luo Ling pondered for several seconds, then a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes. In a low voice, he said, "Call me Mystic Mage."