The Answer Was Obvious, They Could Only Capture Ah Yin

The Ultra Ball slammed into the turtle-type soul beast with a loud clang.

Immediately after, the Ultra Ball activated, spraying out a beam of white light that sucked the mountain-like turtle soul beast inside.

"Did it work?" Lin Hui's eyes filled with anticipation.

Teacher Li Chun, standing to the side, no longer found it strange that the Ultra Ball could absorb a soul beast, even one with a ten-thousand-year cultivation.

"If Lin Hui's martial soul can absorb soul beasts regardless of their age, wouldn't that be too heaven-defying?" Li Chun muttered to himself.

"Teacher, we just happened to encounter a dying ten-thousand-year soul beast. If we ran into a normal one, I'm afraid I'd be killed before I could even throw my ball," Lin Hui said. He wanted to keep a low profile at the academy and didn't want Teacher Li Chun to think his martial soul was too overpowered.

"Right, that makes sense. Otherwise, it would be too terrifying, haha..." Li Chun breathed a sigh of relief. His worldview had been shattered repeatedly while traveling with Lin Hui these past few days, and only now did he feel like the world was somewhat normal again.

After absorbing the giant turtle soul beast, the Ultra Ball fell to the ground.

It wobbled a few times, the small dot in the center flashing red.

But then, the Ultra Ball opened again, and the giant turtle was released. The turtle's eyelids drooped, its weathered face covered in wrinkles; it still looked like it wouldn't live for more than a few days.

"Even though this turtle soul beast has no strength to resist, it still can't be subdued?" Lin Hui murmured.

It seemed the minimum age of soul beasts his Ultra Ball martial soul could capture was at least ten thousand years.

It 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 wouldn't have a guaranteed victory!

Lin Hui didn't even know the lower limit of what he could capture—twenty thousand years? Fifty thousand years? Surely not one hundred thousand years?

Lin Hui felt his head throbbing.

Wait—

He suddenly thought of something.

One hundred thousand years...

In this world of Douluo Continent, there was indeed one soul beast that would be very easy for him to handle, and that was—

Tang San's mother, Ah Yin!

After her sacrifice, Ah Yin had turned into an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but her essence as a one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast remained unchanged!

Moreover, Ah Yin was currently defenseless and easy to capture. Once captured, his Ultra Ball martial soul might even be able to nourish her damaged body and help her recover her strength sooner.

Once Ah Yin fully recovered, this one-hundred-thousand-year soul beast would be a match for a Titled Douluo!

Through his experiments in the Soul Hunting Forest over the past few days, Lin Hui knew his Ultra Ball martial soul couldn't capture just any soul beast, and he couldn't obtain soul rings by killing them like ordinary soul masters.

Therefore, it was highly likely he could only obtain soul rings by capturing soul beasts over ten thousand years old.

This was the last remaining possibility.

He just wondered, once he captured Ah Yin, what would Tang Hao and Tang San think?

My lady, I see you still have your charm!

Hehehe!

As for whether Tang Hao and Tang San would seek revenge... Lin Hui couldn't worry about that now. He had no other choice; this was practically his only way to obtain a soul ring.

Besides, if that low-probability event occurred and he couldn't even capture Ah Yin.

Then eating her would definitely be a great tonic!

Hehehe!

Ah Yin was currently planted by Tang Hao in a cave behind Holy Soul Village. After clearing his thoughts, Lin Hui knew he had to visit that cave no matter what.

Furthermore, that cave also contained one of Ah Yin's soul bones!

Soul bones were rare, top-tier treasures in this world, appearing only with a very low probability.

Such a good thing must not be given to that grandson Tang San for free.

Ah, wait—once he subdued Ah Yin, should Tang San be considered his son and call him "Dad"?

A stepfather is still a father!

Tang San had already acknowledged Yu Xiaogang as a father, and he was certainly much better than that piece of trash!

In that case, Tang San would have a father surnamed Tang, one surnamed Yu, and now himself, surnamed Lin.

Three surnames...

At the same time, Lin Hui's mind flashed back to the classroom, where Tang San had mindlessly stood up for Yu Xiaogang.

"Lin Hui, the teacher is kindly helping you by offering targeted advice. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also mock him. Apologize to the teacher immediately! Otherwise—"

Otherwise what? Did I have a "way of taking death"?

He wanted him to apologize to Yu Xiaogang?

Lin Hui already felt that humans and beasts were different paths, and coupled with the killing intent Tang San had shown back then, he felt no moral burden about capturing Ah Yin.

In the cave, the giant turtle suddenly roared and slowly stood up.

Clearly, the actions of Lin Hui and Li Chun had angered it, but the ten-thousand-year giant turtle's movements remained very sluggish.

"Let's go quickly, Teacher. Even if it looks like its days are numbered, if it truly decides to fight to the death, it's not something we can withstand," Lin Hui said.

"Agreed." Watching the mountain-like giant turtle move slowly as if preparing to attack, Li Chun took Lin Hui and ran away.

Shortly after, they returned to Notting Academy.

As one of the rare soul masters at Notting Academy with innate full soul power, Lin Hui's departure to hunt for his first soul ring had drawn the attention of the entire school's faculty and students.

Li Chun brought Lin Hui to the teachers' office, intending to offer a few words of comfort, but several teachers quickly crowded around them.

"How did it go, Teacher Li? Did Lin Hui find a suitable soul ring?" a middle-aged, stout male teacher asked.

"What is the age of his first soul ring?" another female teacher pushed the stout man aside, clearly just as curious.

"Indeed, this child has unique insights into martial souls. Although it is a 'trash' iron ball martial soul, he has innate full soul power, so his future is still far beyond that of an ordinary soul master," added another teacher, a man around sixty wearing glasses.

"Lin Hui, did you choose an offensive soul ring or a defensive one?" a young teacher asked; he had clearly heard about the debate between Lin Hui and Yu Xiaogang in class.

Sitting at a desk five meters away was Yu Xiaogang. He glanced eagerly toward Lin Hui's direction, but just as he prepared to stand up, he sat back down. Clearly unwilling to lose face, he finally pretended to be uninterested and began organizing the files on his desk.

However, Yu Xiaogang's ears were still tilted toward Lin Hui's direction.

As Lin Hui's homeroom teacher, Li Chun's face held not a trace of joy at this moment, but rather a hint of embarrassment.

"He... sigh..." Li Chun had only just begun to speak before he sighed, his expression one of helplessness. "Lin Hui's martial soul seems to be somewhat special. We searched for several soul beasts that were hundreds of years old, only to find that he couldn't absorb their soul rings at all..."

Following this, Lin Hui heard a harsh, stifled laugh coming from the corner a few meters away, right from Yu Xiaogang's seat.

Having overheard this, Yu Xiaogang clearly couldn't restrain his emotions and had suddenly covered his mouth to laugh.

"Pfft!"