The Quest for a Spirit Ring

In the world of Soul Masters, level was everything. Without a Spirit Ring, a Soul Master could not advance or make a leap in strength.

Yu Xiaogang turned at once and practically rushed back to his study.

Several theoretical sketches lay spread across his desk, outlining possible paths for Tang San's and Cinderella's Martial Souls. He swept them aside without hesitation.

Right now, he had eyes and thoughts only for himself—and his third Spirit Ring.

He rummaged through his belongings and dug out the treasured books and notes he had kept for years on Soul Beasts and Spirit Ring compatibility.

He had read them countless times before, each time with a crushing sense of despair. The powerful, suitable Spirit Rings they described had always seemed beyond his reach.

But now everything was different!

He excitedly spread out a fresh sheet of paper and picked up his pen. His hand trembled slightly as he began planning, in detail, how to obtain his third Spirit Ring.

"Luo Sanpao is a Mutated Martial Soul. His form may be unusual, but he still originated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. In theory, my third Spirit Ring should come from a Soul Beast with lightning attributes, or one with intimidation or armor-piercing abilities..."

"And the age of the Spirit Ring is crucial." Yu Xiaogang licked his dry lips, his eyes gleaming.

"The limit for an ordinary Soul Master's third Spirit Ring lies between thirteen hundred and eighteen hundred years. According to my calculations, the ideal age is below seventeen hundred and sixty years..."

He paused, his breathing growing heavier despite himself. "But... things are different now!"

Yu Xiaogang remembered the miraculous pill his father, Yu Yuanzhen, had mentioned. Refined by Ge Duo, it could help a Soul Master absorb a Spirit Ring beyond the usual