A Memorable Scene: Gangzi Breaks Through Fifty Years Old Before Level Thirty, Tang San: You're Asking for Death!

"This hunt concerns the foundation of your future, so you must be cautious!"

"With me here, I will certainly be able to plan the most suitable soul ring combinations for you!"

Looking at Tang Yin and Tang San, Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, still feigning the demeanor of a grandmaster, appearing proud and confident as he declared his intent to plan the best soul rings for them.

Tang Yin curled his lip at this, feeling utterly speechless.

Give me a break!

Planning the most suitable soul ring combinations for us?

You haven't even figured out your own martial soul!

Anyone who believes you is a complete fool!

Regarding Yu Xiaogang's posturing, neither Tang Yin nor Tang San responded.

Tang San even looked away directly, as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Seeing the smile squeezed onto Yu Xiaogang's stiff face turn even more rigid, Director Su felt embarrassed on his behalf.

"Ahem!"

"Alright, everyone is here, let's set off!"

"The carriage is already waiting at the academy gate."

Out of consideration for Dean Fenos, Director Su gave a light cough to smooth things over.

The group left the academy, boarded the carriage they had hired, and headed toward the Soul Hunting Forest near Nuoding City.

The carriage jolted along, and the journey was not short.

Yu Xiaogang clearly did not want to miss this opportunity to "earnestly instruct" them.

As soon as he sat steady, he began peddling his theories.

He started with the classification of martial souls, once again bringing out his "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul."

He emphasized the "Martial Soul Mimicry Theory," attempting to persuade Tang San.

Blue Silver Grass should be developed toward the control system, and the best first soul ring should come from snake or spider-type soul beasts to gain properties like binding, paralysis, and toxicity.

"Little San, your Blue Silver Grass may seem weak, but if you can absorb the soul ring of a venomous snake-type soul beast and gain its toughness and toxicity, you will surely be reborn..."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with spittle flying, looking at Tang San with eager eyes, as if he had already seen a perfect control-system soul master crafted according to his theories.

However, Tang San felt only disgust and murderous intent toward him at this moment; he kept his eyes closed as if resting, turning a deaf ear to Yu Xiaogang's words, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

Seeing that Tang San ignored him, Yu Xiaogang felt somewhat awkward and turned his gaze to Tang Yin.

"Tang Yin, your 'White Jade Hand' martial soul is extremely unique."

"According to my research, it should be developed toward the tool soul master path, enhancing defensive power and strength."

"Perhaps you could consider absorbing soul rings from soul beasts that excel in defense or strength, such as the Iron-Armored Rhino or the Rock Turtle, to further increase the hardness and power of your hands..."

With Yu Xiaogang chanting like a monk throughout the journey, Tang Yin felt desperate and barely able to hold it together.

Damn it, when will we reach the Soul Hunting Forest!

If this continues, he's going to go crazy!

As for Yu Xiaogang's suggestions, Tang Yin also turned a deaf ear.

Yesterday afternoon, he had already taken his younger brother Tang San to the Notting Academy library to read quite a few books regarding soul beasts.

Whether it was for Tang San's Blue Silver Grass or his own Mysterious Jade Hand martial soul, Tang Yin already had his own plans.

Director Su sat to the side, his head aching from Yu Xiaogang's relentless bombardment of theories, yet he found it difficult to interrupt.

After all, Yu Xiaogang was ostensibly "imparting knowledge," and he had invoked the Dean's name.

He could only helplessly support his forehead, pretending to be thinking about the route.

Seeing that both brothers reacted coldly to his "golden words of wisdom," Yu Xiaogang felt he was losing face.

But as a "master of martial soul theory," Yu Xiaogang's skin was exceptionally thick, and he was quite cunning.

Discovering that Tang Yin and Tang San were completely unwilling to listen to his martial soul theories, Yu Xiaogang began to intersperse his talk with introductions to the soul beasts they might encounter along the way, precautions for the Soul Hunting Forest, the weaknesses of soul beasts, and so on.

These, at least, were useful!

The journey passed in this awkward and subtle atmosphere.

A day later, the carriage arrived at the Soul Hunting Forest.

The Soul Hunting Forest was a low-level soul beast forest jointly managed by the Empire and Martial Soul Hall, with soldiers stationed at the perimeter; one needed to present a special token to enter.

Director Su displayed the access token he had applied for, and after the guards inspected it, they were allowed through.

Upon entering the Soul Hunting Forest, the air instantly became humid and primitive; towering ancient trees blocked most of the sunlight, and the ground was covered in thick fallen leaves.

All around, the chirping of unknown insects and the faint, distant roars of beasts could be heard from time to time.

Upon entering the Soul Hunting Forest, Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had returned to his own domain; his spirits lifted, and he began to show off his knowledge.

Along the way, every time they encountered a soul beast, even if it was only a ten-year one, he would stop to provide an introduction.

"Look, that is a Nether Wolf, a pack-dwelling soul beast with high speed..."

"The one in the tree over there is a Wind Baboon. It is agile and skilled at throwing debris to attack; its soul ring might grant a certain degree of agility or long-range attack capability..."

"That is a Wood Leaf Monkey, wood-attributed, skilled at camouflage and utilizing vines..."

Finally, as the group passed by a Lone Bamboo, Tang Yin witnessed a classic scene.

"Tang San, look at this Lone Bamboo. Although its age is a bit low, as a plant-type soul beast, its toughness is very compatible with your Blue Silver Grass!"

"If we cannot find a more suitable snake or spider-type soul beast, absorbing its soul ring might not be a bad idea!"

Yu Xiaogang, a "Grandmaster" who had reached the age of fifty without even breaking through to level thirty, stepped forward to pat the ten-year Lone Bamboo, which was less than a wrist's thickness, and introduced it solemnly.

"..."

Hearing this, Tang Yin's mouth twitched; he was simply speechless.

Gangzi! Oh, Gangzi!

Are you serious?

You want Tang San to absorb the soul ring of this ten-year Lone Bamboo?

If I killed you, the soul ring that popped out would have a higher age than this one!

Standing to the side, having read books on common knowledge of the soul master world in the Notting Academy library with his big brother Tang Yin, Tang San also knew that the optimal configuration for a soul master's first soul ring was a hundred years.

Discovering that Yu Xiaogang actually wanted him to absorb a ten-year Lone Bamboo soul ring, Tang San's eyes turned cold, a flicker of anger and killing intent flashing through them.

This detestable flat-top actually wants me to absorb a ten-year soul ring?

In this world, if I want to assist my big brother in establishing the Tang Sect and making the Tang Sect great again, I must become a powerhouse!

You fellow, you are simply trying to sabotage me; you have already invited your own death!

Back at the academy, I couldn't touch you.

But this time, in this Soul Hunting Forest, don't let me find an opportunity!

Because Tang Yin had told Director Su that he and Tang San intended to absorb a thunder-attributed soul beast skilled in strength or defense, and a hundred-year plant-type soul beast skilled in life and recovery respectively, they needed to head deep into the Soul Hunting Forest to find them.

Therefore, after entering the Soul Hunting Forest on the first day, Tang Yin and Tang San, led by Director Su, were essentially just traveling.

Seeing that the sky was growing dark, Director Su suggested finding a place to set up camp and rest for the night before continuing to head deeper the next day.

The group found a relatively open clearing near a water source.

Director Su and Yu Xiaogang worked together to quickly set up two simple tents and sprinkled special insect-repellent powder around the perimeter.

After eating some dry rations and assigning the night watch order, they prepared to rest.

However, just as everyone had relaxed and was preparing to sleep, a light "rustling" sound came from the bushes outside the camp.

Yu Xiaogang immediately felt he had found an opportunity to demonstrate his own abilities; he signaled for everyone to be quiet, pulled out a tinderstick, and threw it fiercely in the direction of the sound.

The firelight cut through the dimness, illuminating several pairs of glowing green eyes.

They were three Nether Wolves, but they looked quite disheveled, covered in wounds of varying depths and bloodstains, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle, and their auras were somewhat withered.

"They are injured ten-year Nether Wolves!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

He felt that the opportunity to display his strength as a "Soul Grand Master" and establish his authority had finally arrived!

Although he was only level twenty-nine and his martial soul, Luo Sanpao, was not known for its combat power, dealing with a few injured ten-year Nether Wolves was still not a problem!