Yu Xiaogang was poisoned!

After traveling for about an hour, the group reached the depths of the Soul Hunting Forest.

There were gradually more Soul Beasts here.

But they were all only a few years old or ten years old, all under a hundred years old.

According to Yu Xiaogang, Soul Rings from Ten-Year Soul Beasts could be absorbed, but if they could find a hundred-year-old Soul Beast's Soul Ring and successfully absorb it, he would not recommend absorbing a Ten-Year Soul Ring.

Qian Ye thought this was utter nonsense. To think he called himself a master, yet still considered absorbing a Ten-Year Soul Ring. Qian Ye really had no idea where that title of master had come from.

On second thought, he had very likely given it to himself!

Qian Ye really did not want to bother with him. He walked along and looked around. At the very least, he had to get Jie Er Niu and Da Niu Soul Rings over three hundred years old.

The farther they went, the denser the forest became and the taller the trees grew, while the rotting smell of dead branches and fallen leaves grew stronger.

Of course, the scents of flowers, grasses, and trees mingled with it too.

That was the scent of the forest.

Qian Ye observed their surroundings. The forests of the Douluo Continent had an extremely rich variety of vegetation, with many strange and unusual plant species.

Without having grown up on this land and gained some knowledge of its plants, one would have no idea what these flowers, grasses, and trees were called or what they could be used for.

Soon, Qian Ye discovered many medicinal herbs in the forest.

And quite a few of them had been growing for years.

Naturally, Qian Ye would not pass them up. He searched