800-Year Great Strength Vajra Bull

The next day.

At the entrance to the Soul Hunting Forest.

Outside the forest stood rows upon rows of houses and shops, with cries of hawkers rising one after another.

This place looked less like the Soul Hunting Forest and more like a marketplace.

"Forming a group to help hunt Soul Beasts! Five Gold Soul Coins, guaranteed kill!"

"Group forming, group forming! I'm a Strength-Type Soul Grandmaster! Plant-Type Soul Beasts, five Gold Soul Coins! Strength-Type Soul Beasts, ten Gold Soul Coins! Agility-Type Soul Beasts, nine Gold Soul Coins!"

The place was filled with calls from people offering to hunt Soul Beasts, as well as vendors selling weapons, armor, and food.

Xiao Lin had come with Tang Hao to hunt a Soul Beast. Seeing the strange looks cast their way at the entrance to the Soul Hunting Forest, he immediately frowned.

As those people looked at Xiao Lin, a mere child, a trace of greed flashed through their eyes.

If not for Tang Hao's tall, muscular frame in front of him, Xiao Lin would have suspected that these people might even traffic humans.

Besides, if Tang Hao had looked like an easy mark, Xiao Lin suspected those people might have followed them later.

No wonder that on Douluo Continent, the thing one had to guard against most was not Soul Beasts, but other people.

Looking at the Soul Masters around him who lived by the blade, Xiao Lin found the thought terrifying.

A group of Soul Masters would help hunt Soul Beasts for just ten Gold Soul Coins. What if it were murder instead?

Xiao Lin steadied himself and followed silently behind Tang Hao.

His First Soul Ring was going to challenge an eight-hundred-year limit. If they followed the original plan and recruited others, and someone saw how extraordinarily talented he was and became jealous, that would be the end of it.

Very soon, under Tang Hao's lead, Xiao Lin and Tang Hao did not take the main road or enter through the main gate. Instead, they passed through the fence surrounding the Soul Hunting Forest and entered it.

"Xiao Lin, I don't have a Spirit Hall permit, so I can only bring you in like this."

Tang Hao was not a man of many words. After casually explaining, he lowered his head and continued on.

"It's fine, Uncle Hao."

Naturally, Xiao Lin did not care about something like that.

Given Tang Hao's relationship with Spirit Hall, the fact that he had not directly killed the Spirit Hall guards stationed at the Soul Hunting Forest already counted as restraint.

"Mhm. You're different from Little San. You've read many books and know many things."

After a moment of silence, Tang Hao continued.

"After I help you obtain your First Soul Ring, I have matters of my own to attend to. From now on, Little San will be in your care."

"You should already understand some of the rules in the Soul Hunting Forest."

Tang Hao had unusually said quite a lot.

"Yes, Uncle Hao. I'll definitely explain all this to Little San in the future."

Xiao Lin's little face was full of worry.

This was a feudal society, one that even still had slaves.

The darkness within it was simply beyond what a modern person like Xiao Lin could imagine.

"Let's go. We'll head straight to the Great Strength Vajra Bull's territory."

Tang Hao nodded. Without waiting for Xiao Lin to react, he lifted him one-handedly and strode toward the center of the Soul Hunting Forest.

As a herbivorous Soul Beast, the Great Strength Vajra Bull had a gentle temperament, but its brute strength was terrifying.

With only a hundred years of cultivation, it could already contend with Soul Beasts that had a thousand years of cultivation.

The Great Strength Vajra Bull Xiao Lin wanted had eight hundred years of cultivation. An eight-hundred-year Great Strength Vajra Bull was already no weaker than some thousand-year Soul Beasts.

In a place like the Soul Hunting Forest, where Soul Beasts were artificially raised, it naturally occupied the center of the forest and enjoyed the finest grasslands.

Tang Hao was extremely fast. As a Titled Douluo, even if speed was not his specialty, he still surpassed Xiao Lin's ability to react.

Xiao Lin could only watch afterimages flash past before him. Before he could even make out what the trees around him looked like, new, different afterimages had already appeared.

This was way too fast. There was no hunting experience at all.

Xiao Lin grumbled inwardly, but he was still rather satisfied to be able to become a Soul Master sooner.

About ten minutes later, Tang Hao set down the somewhat nauseous Xiao Lin on a broad grassland with an open view.

"We're here."

Blegh—

Xiao Lin felt so dizzy that he could have collapsed at any moment.

After vomiting up some of the porridge he had eaten that morning, Xiao Lin looked up.

The color on Xiao Lin's face instantly changed from pale to red.

On the grassland, two or three Great Strength Vajra Bulls were peacefully grazing.

Besides that, some Soft Bone Rabbits and Field Mouse-type Soul Beasts watched their surroundings warily.

Xiao Lin raised a small hand to his forehead, blocking some of the sunlight as he carefully examined the three Great Strength Vajra Bulls before him.

Before long, Xiao Lin directly ruled out the two smaller Great Strength Vajra Bulls.

In the world of Soul Beasts, bigger generally meant stronger, and stronger meant bigger.

Xiao Lin looked at the largest Great Strength Vajra Bull.

This Great Strength Vajra Bull stood two and a half meters tall and was four meters long. Its body was packed with solid beef, and it clearly weighed no less than two tons.

It really looked tempting.

Xiao Lin swallowed, then fixed his gaze on the Great Strength Vajra Bull's two massive horns.

The age of a Great Strength Vajra Bull's soul ring could generally be determined by the thin rings on its horns. Each spiral-shaped fine marking represented fifty years of cultivation.

If yellow rings appeared on a horn, each ring represented two hundred years of Soul Power cultivation.

The Great Strength Vajra Bull before Xiao Lin had three yellow rings on each horn, indicating that it was more than six hundred years old.

"Uncle Hao, this one."

Xiao Lin pointed at the largest Great Strength Vajra Bull.

Although it did not have four rings and eight hundred years of cultivation, Xiao Lin could tell from the fine rings on the Great Strength Vajra Bull that its Soul Power cultivation was already close to eight hundred years.

"Alright."

Tang Hao answered casually. Then, an invisible pressure surged directly toward the Great Strength Vajra Bull.

"Moo!"

The Great Strength Vajra Bull Xiao Lin had chosen let out a miserable cry. In an instant, all four of its legs collapsed onto the grass, pressing deep pits into the ground.

This pressure was not the pressure of a Titled Douluo, but the weight—or rather, Gravity—inherent in the Soul Power of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang San had only just awakened his Martial Soul, yet simply releasing the Clear Sky Hammer would cause the air around him to stagnate.

At Tang Hao's level, this kind of Gravity was practically comparable to a genuine Gravity Soul Skill.

By the time Tang Hao and Xiao Lin arrived before the Great Strength Vajra Bull, half of its body had already been crushed into the grass.

Its intelligent eyes looked toward Xiao Lin, seeming to carry a plea within them.

Sorry. The strong prey on the weak.

Xiao Lin thought to himself. It was not that he could not bring himself to do it.

After all, he had been thinking of eating Great Strength Vajra Bull beef. Xiao Lin merely felt that the relationship between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts was far too hostile.

This would inevitably lead to the extinction of Soul Beasts on Douluo Continent in the future.

Xiao Lin was still young and could not concern himself with so much. He could only choose to eat the beef.

Very soon, before Tang Hao could even remind him, Xiao Lin had already taken out a dagger forged from refined iron and viciously plunged it into the Great Strength Vajra Bull's eye, stabbing and twisting it.

Xiao Lin directly destroyed the Great Strength Vajra Bull's brain. After only a few cries, the Great Strength Vajra Bull departed with resentment.

Above the Great Strength Vajra Bull's corpse floated a solid, golden soul ring. Even without touching it, Xiao Lin could sense the terrifying energy contained within.

Xiao Lin immediately sat down where he was and crossed his legs.

Calming his mind and focusing his spirit, he began to absorb the soul ring.

Indestructible Divine Skill, activate!