Golden Scale and Soul Beast

As for the relationship to what Wang Lie asked, Wang Chuan thought for a moment, trying his best to use terms Wang Lie could understand.

"As for the relationship.

Grandfather, you know that when our clan hunts for spirit rings, we always prefer to seek out dragon-type spirit beasts.

That is because the more a spirit ring suits our own martial soul, the better it can unlock the potential of our martial soul.

And I have discovered that although some people, like Yu Xiaogang, have absorbed dragon-type spirit rings, their attributes were incompatible.

Even if the spirit skills they obtained weren't as disgusting as a fart, the effects were definitely not good, and it even hindered their own cultivation."

Wang Lie nodded upon hearing this; this was considered basic common sense for spirit masters.

The most obvious example was that a water-type martial soul would never hunt for a fire-type spirit beast's spirit ring, because at their core, the two attributes were in conflict.

At this moment, Wang Lie had already vaguely guessed the purpose of Wang Chuan saying all this: he didn't want to end up like Yu Xiaogang, choosing a spirit ring that contradicted his own martial soul's attributes.

Thinking this through, a trace of shock appeared in the depths of Wang Lie's eyes.

If it were truly as he suspected, and Wang Chuan had found a way to seek out spirit rings with compatible attributes, that would be a discovery capable of making him famous across the entire continent.

This was because, although a spirit master's spiritual power would undergo a qualitative change after breaking through to the Spirit King realm, allowing them to explore various values within the human body, there had never been a way to verify the attributes of a martial soul.

Some martial soul attributes were visible to the naked eye, while others were completely impossible to discern at the start.

Otherwise, Yu Xiaogang, the dignified son of a sect master, would not have absorbed spirit rings recklessly and ended up with a farting spirit skill.

At this moment, Wang Chuan released Golden Scale.

As soon as it emerged, Golden Scale was stunned for a moment, as if the environment of the Sunset Forest, rich with abundant energy, was a bit of a shock to its perception.

Soon after, the entire dragon became visibly lively, sniffing here and there, much like a puppy excited to explore after stepping out of its home for the first time.

Looking at Golden Scale, Wang Lie asked.

"Xiao Chuan, do you have a way to verify the attributes of your martial soul, which is why you said you wanted to see what fate brings?"

Wang Chuan was also taken aback, not expecting Wang Lie to bring this up.

As someone who had already learned all the spirit master knowledge currently available on the market, Wang Chuan immediately guessed the reason for Wang Lie's question.

But Wang Chuan shook his head.

Having read the second installment of Douluo, Wang Chuan did indeed have ideas in this direction, but unfortunately, that was not it.

Wang Chuan pointed at the frolicking Golden Scale and said.

"Grandfather, the reason I said 'fate' is because of a different line of thinking.

Although there are other external martial souls on the Douluo Continent, I'm sure that with your experience, you can see that there shouldn't be any as spiritual as Golden Scale, right?"

Not getting the answer he wanted, Wang Lie was a little disappointed, but after glancing at Golden Scale, he nodded slightly.

"That is true. The types of martial souls on the Douluo Continent are complex and varied.

But in my seventy-plus years of life, I have only seen such spirituality in Luo Sanpao and Golden Scale.

If one didn't look closely, I'm afraid some people would truly mistake these two little guys for spirit beasts."

"Exactly, Golden Scale is just like a real spirit beast."

Wang Chuan said with a proud smile, then changed the subject.

"That is why I truly treat Golden Scale as a real spirit beast, rather than a martial soul that simply attaches to the body like yours, Grandfather.

Moreover, through my cultivation and observation over these years, Golden Scale truly possesses some traits of a spirit beast, such as being able to eat food with me, or its extremely keen sense of smell.

These functions, which should have appeared in me, have now appeared in Golden Scale.

So I boldly hypothesize: why can't Golden Scale act like a real spirit beast?

Grandfather, you traveled far and wide when you were young; you must have seen some beasts licking stones."

Wang Lie didn't know why Wang Chuan brought this up, but he nodded anyway and said casually.

"That is indeed a thing, though I don't know what those stones have to offer."

The corner of Wang Chuan's mouth, which had been smiling, twitched; he hadn't expected this seemingly prestigious foster grandfather to be a pure martial brute.

But thinking about it, it made sense.

Spirit masters of this era rarely engaged in production; once they possessed spirit rings, they basically achieved financial freedom, so how could they possibly pay attention to or understand such common knowledge?

But since the topic had reached this point, Wang Chuan was too lazy to think of other reasons, so he began to educate Wang Lie on why wild beasts lick stones.

To put it plainly, it was a primitive way to replenish the salt in their bodies; humans lose strength without salt, and the same logic applies to beasts.

Afterward, Wang Chuan added the anecdote about how wild beasts would seek out and consume plants to treat their own injuries when wounded.

Wang Lie was greatly astonished after hearing this, sighing repeatedly as if his worldview had been reorganized, and then he praised Wang Chuan for his intelligence and erudition.

And after explaining all this, Wang Chuan finally got to the main point.

"So Grandfather, I believe Golden Scale must have retained this instinct as well.

Now that it has reached the level ten bottleneck, it should have spontaneously sensed its own deficiencies.

Therefore, if we encounter a corresponding spirit beast, even if I don't know if it matches Golden Scale's attributes, as long as Golden Scale craves it, then it must be something it lacks, so absorbing it will definitely be the right choice!"

After fully understanding Wang Chuan's logic for hunting spirit beasts, Wang Lie looked at Wang Chuan with complex emotions in his eyes, then smiled with gratification.

He then patted Wang Chuan on the shoulder and said.

"Good lad, Tao Ge'er has a good grandson, hahahaha, this 'following fate' approach is good, truly wonderful!

Let's go, Little Chuan, let us see together what kind of spirit beast this little fellow Golden Scale will choose in the end."

Watching the suddenly high-spirited Wang Lie before him, Wang Chuan also felt a surge of excitement, and together they began to stride toward the depths of the Sunset Forest.

Over the next half month, just as Wang Lie had said, they found sub-dragons with water, fire, and wind attributes deep in the forest.

But unfortunately, through his emotional connection with Golden Scale, Wang Chuan could only sense wariness from the creature, with not a shred of craving.

This meant that none of these three were what Golden Scale needed.

Living in the open for half a month was not only hard for a young man like Wang Chuan, but even for a powerhouse like Wang Lie, who possessed the strength of a Spirit Saint, it was equally unbearable.

Besides, if they were to venture any further.

According to Wang Lie's experience, ahead lay the mixed zone of the Sunset Forest.

There was no shortage of powerful ten-thousand-year spirit beasts at the Spirit Saint level there.

So, Wang Lie planned to take Wang Chuan in another direction to see if they could find a spirit beast that interested Golden Scale in other areas, and incidentally, leave the Sunset Forest through a different exit to rest and recuperate.

Wang Chuan had no objections to this; although there were certainly rarer spirit beasts in the mixed zone, and a high probability that the spirit beast he needed was among them, he was not willing to let the two of them risk their lives for it.