You-You're Supposed to Be an Auxiliary Spirit Master, Aren't You?

Lao Hei was a simple, honest man. In other words, he was a straight shooter... The boy was obviously trying to mess with him, yet Lao Hei had actually believed him... Wang Feng let go, and the young man slammed into a distant tree, leaving a human-shaped imprint in the trunk. "Hahahaha! You're an auxiliary Spirit Master, and you still dare ask me for Gold Soul Coins?" Wang Feng had been standing some distance away. As a recovery-type Spirit Master, he'd stayed out of the fray, about twenty or thirty meters from the others. Now, standing beside the Purple Spirit Vine, was a young man wearing a mocking grin, with a smug look in his eyes. "I have a Cangying Martial Spirit, and I'm at full Soul Power and in peak condition. Kid, do you still want those Gold Soul Coins?" Ling Ren couldn't rush over right away, either. A powerful aura rolled off the young man, who looked like an eagle about to spread its wings and take flight. No wonder his speed had been so astonishing earlier. Stealing someone else's Spirit Ring was despicable, sure, but there was no one else here to witness it. "Then what else can we do?" After Si Rong said that, Ling Ren and Lao Hei fell silent. He was a recovery-type Spirit Master with practically no combat strength, and he was so young, with no one to protect him. If that young man hurt him, who would take responsibility? They could only watch helplessly as the young man seemed poised to soar like an eagle, ready to seize the prey below. A Martial Spirit suddenly appeared behind him, and two yellow Spirit Rings rose around him. Ling Ren stared coldly at the boy. The three of them looked grim at the sight. "If you found it first, why didn't you hunt it?" Lao Hei said sternly. "Why wait until after we'd made our move?" The young man had picked his moment perfectly! They'd just defeated the Thorn Purple Spirit Vine and were still basking in their victory, with no Soul Power left to spare! Wang Feng's hand seemed to enter bullet time, slipping in to grab the young man's arm a split second before he could. Wang Feng then shifted his body to the side. The young man sneered. "I'm amazed you can be so naive, kid. If you had the slightest grasp of the situation, you wouldn't be saying something so stupid." "You won't take a warning, so you'll have to learn the hard way. Fine, I'll teach you a lesson, kid!" A thousand Gold Soul Coins really was an outrageous amount. "Can't be helped. I wanted to wait and recover some Soul Power before making my move. I didn't expect you to go first, so don't blame me for that." In an instant, Si Rong and the others were completely stunned! Lao Hei, Si Rong, and Ling Ren stood rooted to the spot. "I've barely got any Soul Power left..." Lao Hei shook his head. Si Rong really did have a sharp eye. She'd come to the same conclusion he had. Impressive, impressive! The three of them could only smile bitterly. Si Rong was startled. She hurriedly shouted, trying to use a Soul Skill to restrain the young man, but she couldn't even summon her Martial Spirit. These days, there weren't even phones to record evidence of a crime. What could they do to him? "Kid, do you know how despicable it is to steal someone else's Spirit Ring?" Whoosh! The young man looked at Ling Ren in surprise. "But we found this Thorn Purple Spirit Vine first, didn't we? We just couldn't get to it before you did. That doesn't count as stealing..." After he spoke, the young man's body shuddered. "This guy's probably a student at an advanced Soul Master Academy." The sudden turn of events left all four of them stunned! Just as expected, the young man's expression changed when he heard that. He said coldly: Wang Feng, listening from behind, couldn't help shaking his head. "Watch out!" Just then, Wang Feng stepped forward and asked: At that moment, they could only watch helplessly as a deep yellow Spirit Ring lit up around the Purple Spirit Vine... but it wasn't one she could absorb! A sideways kick! Hunting an eight-hundred-year-old Soul Beast like this usually cost a hundred Gold Soul Coins at most, even with all the expenses added up. Sure enough, the young man laughed a few times. "Did I?" But the young man froze for a moment, then glanced at Wang Feng in disdain. "You want Gold Soul Coins, right? Catch!" A Soul Beast's Spirit Ring could only be absorbed by the person who killed it! As he spoke, the young man pulled a Gold Soul Coin from his robe and threw it straight at Wang Feng! Boom! It was obvious he couldn't defeat the Thorn Purple Spirit Vine on his own, which was why he'd deliberately done this! The young man looked to be around twenty. He wore rather luxurious clothes and seemed to be a student at an academy. There was a brash, fearless air about him, like a newborn calf that didn't know to fear a tiger. Lao Hei mustered the last of his Soul Power, roared, and leapt high into the air, catching the Gold Soul Coin in his palm. "You... you... you're not... an auxiliary... Spirit Master? How... how are you so strong? Ugh... blegh..." Ling Ren could only watch anxiously. Si Rong watched in silence, her eyes cold as ice. Si Rong fixed her gaze on the young man and said coldly, "He should be a Level 30 Spirit Master, planning to hunt a Soul Beast on his own to meet the requirements for graduation. Judging by his appearance and the situation, I'm sure of it." The figure moved incredibly fast, striking just as the three of them were exhausted. He was so quick that Si Rong and the others hadn't even reacted before he killed the Purple Spirit Vine and made its Spirit Ring appear! "Xiao Mie, forget it." Lao Hei bandaged the wound on his hand as best he could, then said quietly. At that, the three of them cried out in alarm, inwardly cursing their bad luck! Si Rong stopped after barely taking two steps. She was still some distance from the Purple Spirit Vine. This kick landed squarely in the young man's stomach, as if it had brought up everything he'd eaten the night before. A searing pain rose from his abdomen and spread through his whole body... At the sight, Si Rong and the others sighed again and again. Wang Feng snorted. "If he doesn't pay up, we'll stay right here. If he tries to absorb the Spirit Ring, we'll take him down! It'll disappear in an hour anyway." With that, the young man leapt high into the air, his clawed hands spread like wings as he dived at them, moving at tremendous speed! "That doesn't count." Si Rong shook her head helplessly. "He killed it first, so I can't absorb the Spirit Ring anymore. Besides, we shouldn't pick a fight with him right now. We're completely drained, and this scoundrel's been watching us for who knows how long, saving his strength. We have no idea how strong he is. If we fight, we'll be the ones to suffer." Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and didn't dodge or retreat. The young man rushed at him, moving so fast he was in front of Wang Feng in the blink of an eye! ... The young man's hands hadn't even reached Wang Feng's shoulders when, in the split second between one instant and the next, a voice came from the human-shaped imprint in the tree, halting and broken: Ling Ren's expression darkened. "So we're just going to watch him steal your Spirit Ring? It took us ages to find one that suited you! If we give up now, who knows how long it'll take to find another!" "There's still Xiao Mie, but he's a recovery-type Spirit Master. His Soul Power's probably as depleted as ours, so he can't use his Martial Spirit to restore us. And a fight would put him in danger, too." They'd spent the whole afternoon fighting for that one Soul Beast, only to have it stolen. Who could accept that? "Then what do we do, Sister Si Rong?" Yeah, what else could they do? There was no way they could absorb the Spirit Ring now. If they fought, they'd be the ones to suffer, and they'd drag the innocent Xiao Mie into it. That wouldn't be fair or safe for him, either. The young man was strong, and the Gold Soul Coin shot toward them with a sharp whistling sound! The tree shook as if it might topple over, the impact booming loudly! "All right." This Cangying Martial Spirit might lack strength, but it was incredibly fast! Wang Feng stepped forward and said, "Cut the nonsense. You stole the Spirit Ring, so you owe us compensation. Let's keep it simple: a thousand Gold Soul Coins. Pay up, and the Spirit Ring is yours. If you can't, you're not leaving here today." The Spirit Master who absorbed a Spirit Ring had to do it under extremely dangerous conditions. If attacked, the consequences could be dire. Wang Feng nodded along as he listened. But a vivid red welt had appeared on the back of his hand. "You're really going to let that go? That guy's such a scumbag. How can you stand for this?"