Two days later, Yu Xiaogang rented a carriage and took Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest. All of it fell into Di Lintian's eyes.
Not long afterward, he and Na'er also took a carriage to the Soul Hunting Forest.
The creature pulling their carriage was a century-old Soul Beast, so they arrived at the Soul Hunting Forest before Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, who had set out earlier.
"Little brother, little sister, are you here to hunt for soul rings? For just fifty Gold Soul Coins, we can help you kill the most suitable soul beasts for you."
The moment Di Lintian and Na'er stepped down from the carriage, three people approached them after noticing their fine clothing.
"No need. The elders of our family have gone to park the carriage and will be back shortly." Di Lintian smiled and shook his head, politely refusing.
Just as the three were about to say more, Mystic Water had already parked the carriage and walked over.
After releasing a trace of his aura to warn the three men, Mystic Water respectfully said to Di Lintian, "Young Master, let us go."
Di Lintian gave a slight nod and headed toward the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest.
"Stop! Show your pass!"
A patrolling Spirit Hall guard stopped them and barked sharply.
"Move!"
Mystic Water took an exquisite token engraved with three dragons from his storage Soul Tool. It was a token of the Sky Dragon Pavilion, bearing the three inherited martial souls: Dark Demon Dragon, Sin Dragon, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
The guard stammered, trying to say something, but the captain beside him immediately opened the iron gate without hesitation.
After Di Lintian and the others entered, the guard looked at his captain in confusion. "That wasn't a Spirit Hall pass, was it?"
"You need to learn to adapt. By the rules, they shouldn't be allowed in, but the damn Sky Dragon Pavilion has shown up and you still want to stop them? You only earn a few Gold Soul Coins a month. What the hell are you risking your life for?" the captain cursed.
"Mystic Water, Red Fire, the two of you go kill every Mandala Snake, Ghost Vine... In short, kill every century-old Soul Beast suitable for Blue Silver Grass to absorb."
At first, Di Lintian had wanted to list them one by one, but he eventually realized there were simply too many.
"Huh? Yes, guaranteed to complete the mission!"
The two were briefly confused, then quickly understood.
Their figures vanished in an instant as they began carrying out Di Lintian's plan throughout the forest.
Na'er merely watched Di Lintian give his orders quietly. She neither asked questions nor tried to stop him.
"Why aren't you asking?"
Na'er's sudden silence made Di Lintian uncomfortable.
"Even if I asked, you wouldn't tell me." Na'er continued walking forward on her own.
Di Lintian suddenly froze where he stood. Ever since taking human form, everything he did had been driven by a powerful purpose, while whenever Na'er questioned him, he had always kept the truth hidden.
As he watched that petite figure silently walk ahead, an unpleasant feeling suddenly welled up in Di Lintian's heart.
He knew what Na'er was worried about.
Na'er's choice to accompany Di Lintian into the human world had already said it all. At the very least, she had placed half her wager on him.
Did my order just now disappoint Na'er? No. It was everything combined that made her feel I never truly wanted to revive the Soul Beasts, that she had placed her bet on the wrong person.
He hurried forward and stepped in front of Na'er.
"Na'er, I..."
Di Lintian stopped halfway through, not knowing how to continue. He could hardly tell Na'er that he was a transmigrator who knew Tang San would become a God King in the future and wanted to suppress him in advance.
Na'er stopped and raised her eyes to look at Di Lintian, waiting for him to continue.
Just as Di Lintian was at a loss, he suddenly remembered what Gu Yuena had said when she first met him.
"Na'er, I actually don't belong to this continent, nor do I belong to the God Realm. I came from another God Realm. A mysterious person told me this, and he also told me the story of Douluo Continent. In that story, Tang San became a being with both the Sea God and Asura God divine positions."
Di Lintian shifted everything onto that mysterious unseen hand. "In short, Na'er, do you believe me?"
"I believe you."
Na'er recalled the bloodline power sealed within Di Lintian's body, as well as the fact that he should not have known about the Asura God, and nodded.
"There's a stream ahead. Let's go roast some fish."
Di Lintian thought of Huo Yuhao's grilled fish. As a great transmigrator, the fish he roasted would surely taste even better than Huo Yuhao's.
"Mm." Na'er nodded.
The two continued onward. Before they had gone far, they spotted a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo.
"This is the first soul ring I prepared for Tang San—a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo." Since they had cleared the air, Di Lintian straightforwardly explained it to Na'er.
"Then what was his original first soul skill?" Na'er asked.
"A four-hundred-year Mandala Snake."
"You're really wicked." Na'er was no longer as icy and aloof as before.
"I call it weakening the enemy in advance."
By the stream.
Na'er lit the branches Di Lintian had piled together, then caught several fish from the stream and placed them beside her.
Di Lintian used branches he had sharpened beforehand to skewer the fish neatly one by one, then placed them on a makeshift grill.
Along the way, they had seen many century-old Soul Beasts whose soul rings had yet to dissipate. Most were plant-type Soul Beasts, along with a Mandala Snake.
The Soul Hunting Forest was not large. The two Super Douluo had quickly swept through it once and were now conducting a second search, ensuring that aside from the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, no other Soul Beast suitable for Tang San remained.
Na'er sat beside Di Lintian, looking at the azure sky and listening to the occasional birdsong.
She loved such a scene, but the burden she carried as the ruler of all Soul Beasts was far too heavy.
As Di Lintian looked at Na'er's profile, he thought the same thing. It would be nice if things could stay like this forever.
Before they realized it, the grilled fish on the rack had become black, unrecognizable objects.
Could this still be eaten?
With trembling hands, Di Lintian picked up a skewer. The moment he cautiously took a bite, he instantly revealed an intoxicated smile.
"You should try some too. Don't mind that it's a little burnt—it's really delicious." He quickly handed a skewer to Na'er.
Na'er accepted it hesitantly, somewhat doubtful. It had been roasted into that state—could it really taste good? She took a small bite, and bitterness instantly filled her mouth.
The moment Na'er took a bite, Di Lintian quickly spat out the grilled fish in his mouth, then grabbed the waterskin beside him and gulped down a mouthful of water to rinse his mouth.
"Di! Lin! Tian!"
Na'er's small fist gathered immense strength, and with one punch, she sent Di Lintian flying into the stream.
"Is tricking me fun?"
"Not fun, not fun, not fun at all." Di Lintian hurriedly begged for mercy. "I was wrong. Let's go quickly. Tang San should have entered the Soul Hunting Forest by now. I want to see him absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo with my own eyes."
At the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest.
"Come out, Luo Sanpao!"
Yu Xiaogang summoned his pig-like martial soul and introduced it to Tang San.
"What kind of martial soul is that? It looks so strange." Na'er looked at Luo Sanpao's peculiar appearance, a trace of disdain flashing through her eyes.
"It was originally a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul that underwent a beneficial mutation, but because its host's body was too weak to withstand the Golden Sacred Dragon martial soul, it became what it is now." Di Lintian looked equally contemptuous.
"Then he truly is useless."
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