Ultra Ball smacked into the turtle-like Soul Beast with a loud clang.
The Ultra Ball opened, and a beam of white light shot out. The mountain-sized turtle-like Soul Beast was sucked inside.
"Did it work?" Lin Hui asked, his eyes full of anticipation.
Teacher Li Chun had just seen the Ultra Ball absorb a Soul Beast. Even though it was a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he no longer found it all that strange.
"If Lin Hui's Martial Soul can absorb Soul Beasts regardless of their age, that's just too outrageous," Li Chun muttered.
"Teacher, we just happened to come across a dying Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. If we ran into an ordinary one, I'm afraid it'd take me out before I could even throw my ball," Lin Hui said. He wanted to keep a low profile at the academy, so he didn't want Teacher Li Chun thinking his Martial Soul was all that powerful.
"Right, you make a good point. Otherwise, it'd be too terrifying. Haha..." Li Chun said, letting out a sigh of relief. These past few days of working alongside Lin Hui had repeatedly turned his worldview upside down. Only now did he feel that maybe the world was still normal after all.
After absorbing the giant turtle Soul Beast, the Ultra Ball dropped to the ground.
It rocked a few times, and the small dot in its center flashed red several times.
But then the Ultra Ball opened, releasing the giant turtle. Its eyelids drooped, and its weathered face was covered in wrinkles. It still looked as if it wouldn't live much longer.
"Even though this turtle-like Soul Beast can't fight back at all, I still can't capture it?" Lin Hui murmured.
It seemed the minimum age of the Soul Beasts his Ultra Ball Martial Soul could capture was at least ten thousand years.
That sounded impressive, but how could a level-ten Soul Master and a level-thirty-seven Soul Master possibly defeat a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
Even a Soul King couldn't be sure of winning!
Lin Hui still had no idea what the minimum age of a Soul Beast he could capture was. Twenty thousand years? Fifty thousand? Surely not a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
Lin Hui felt his head was about to explode.
Wait—
He suddenly thought of something.
A hundred thousand years...
There was indeed one Soul Beast in this world of Douluo Continent that would be easy for him to capture. That was—
Tang San's mother, Ah Yin!
At this moment, after sacrificing herself, Ah Yin had become an ordinary Blue Silver Grass. But her nature as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast hadn't changed!
What's more, Ah Yin was completely helpless right now, making her easy to capture. After capturing her, his Ultra Ball Martial Soul might even be able to nourish her battered body and help her regain her strength sooner.
Once Ah Yin fully recovered, this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would be powerful enough to rival a Titled Douluo!
After experimenting in the Soul Hunting Forest these past few days, Lin Hui knew his Ultra Ball Martial Soul couldn't capture just any Soul Beast. He also couldn't obtain Soul Rings the way ordinary Soul Masters did, by killing Soul Beasts.
So there was a good chance he could only obtain Soul Rings by capturing Soul Beasts that were over ten thousand years old.
That was the last possibility left.
He just didn't know what Tang Hao and Tang San would think after he captured Ah Yin.
"Madam, you're still as charming as ever, I see!"
Heh heh heh!
As for whether Tang Hao and Tang San would seek revenge over this... Lin Hui couldn't afford to worry about that now. He was out of options, and this was practically his only way to obtain a Soul Ring.
Besides, if something so unlikely really happened and he couldn't even capture Ah Yin—
Then eating her would certainly be a great tonic!
Heh heh heh!
Ah Yin was currently planted by Tang Hao in a cave on the mountain behind Holy Soul Village. After sorting through his thoughts, Lin Hui knew he had to visit that cave no matter what.
On top of that, one of Ah Yin's Soul Bones was stored in the cave!
Soul Bones were rare treasures in this world, and only appeared by a slim chance.
There was no way he'd let such a good thing end up in the hands of that brat Tang San.
No, wait. Once he captured Ah Yin, wouldn't Tang San count as his son? Would Tang San call him Dad?
A stepfather was still a father!
Tang San had already accepted Yu Xiaogang as his father. Surely Lin Hui was still a cut above that guy!
That would mean Tang San had a father surnamed Tang, one surnamed Yu, and him, surnamed Lin.
Three surnames...
At the same time, Lin Hui recalled how Tang San had blindly defended Yu Xiaogang in class earlier.
"Lin Hui, the teacher kindly helped you and gave you advice tailored to your situation. It's one thing not to thank him, but you even mocked him. Apologize to the teacher right now! Or else—"
Or else what? I'd deserve to die?
And he wanted Lin Hui to apologize to Yu Xiaogang?
Lin Hui had already believed that humans and beasts belonged to different worlds. On top of that, after seeing the murderous intent in Tang San's eyes back then, he felt no moral qualms whatsoever about capturing Ah Yin.
The giant turtle suddenly roared in the cave and slowly got to its feet.
Clearly, Lin Hui and Li Chun's actions had angered it, but the Ten-Thousand-Year giant turtle still moved sluggishly.
"We should hurry, Teacher. Even if it looks like it doesn't have much time left, we can't withstand it if it makes a desperate final stand," Lin Hui said.
"Right." Seeing the mountain-sized giant turtle slowly moving as if it were about to attack, Li Chun led Lin Hui out at a run.
They returned to Notting Academy.
As one of the few Soul Masters at Notting Academy with Innate Full Soul Power, Lin Hui's trip to hunt for his First Soul Ring had attracted the attention of the entire school.
Li Chun brought Lin Hui to the teachers' office. He had wanted to comfort Lin Hui, but several teachers quickly gathered around them.
"How did it go, Teacher Li? Did Lin Hui find a suitable Soul Ring?" asked a middle-aged, portly male teacher.
"How old is his First Soul Ring?" Another female teacher pushed the portly male teacher aside, clearly curious as well.
"Exactly. This child has some unique insights into Martial Souls. His Iron Ball is a Trash Martial Soul, but he has Innate Full Soul Power, so his future is still far brighter than that of an ordinary Soul Master," said another teacher, a bespectacled man around sixty.
"Lin Hui, did you choose an offensive Soul Ring or a defensive one?" asked a young male teacher. He had clearly heard about Lin Hui's debate with Yu Xiaogang in class.
At a desk five meters away sat Yu Xiaogang. He glanced anxiously toward Lin Hui a few times, then started to get up before sitting back down. Clearly, he wasn't willing to swallow his pride. In the end, he pretended not to be interested and began sorting through the files on his desk.
But Yu Xiaogang's ears were still turned toward Lin Hui.
As Lin Hui's homeroom teacher, Li Chun wore not a trace of joy. Instead, he looked a little awkward.
"His... sigh..." Li Chun began, then let out a sigh, looking utterly helpless. "Lin Hui's Martial Soul seems to be a little unusual. We found several Soul Beasts that were a few hundred years old, but it turned out he couldn't absorb their Soul Rings at all..."
Then Lin Hui heard a sharp snicker from Yu Xiaogang's seat in the corner, a few meters away.
After overhearing this, Yu Xiaogang clearly couldn't control himself. He suddenly covered his mouth and laughed.
"Pfft!"