Qian Renxue's Affection, Star Dou Great Forest

Although he had yet to obtain his second Soul Ring, his Soul Power Level had already reached level twenty-five. After acquiring the ring, he might even head straight for level thirty.

This—this was the benefit brought by copying a God-Level Martial Soul!

Come to think of it... in the first part of Douluo Continent, aside from the Seraphim Martial Soul, the martial soul of Bo Saixi, the High Priestess of Sea God Island, also seemed to be a God-Level Martial Soul... If he directly formed his third contract with Bo Saixi, his Soul Power Level should probably rise another five levels, right?

Unfortunately, Sea God Island was simply too far away. He likely could not go there anytime soon.

"After obtaining your second Soul Ring, Little Jing, you will remain in the Worship Hall. I will personally teach you how to bring the Seraphim Martial Soul to its fullest potential! Additionally, I will teach you how to wield the Angel Sacred Sword, as well as my experience with the sword."

Qian Daoliu's face was filled with gratification and satisfaction. He even skipped over Qian Xunji and took the initiative to say that he would personally teach him.

This left Qian Xunji, who was holding Qian Renxue, utterly bewildered.

Wait... wasn't Ling Jing my disciple?

Why had Ling Jing first been taught by Bibi Dong how to use the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul, and now he was going to receive Father's instruction as well?

So my greatest use as his teacher was to keep working hard and give birth to a daughter with the Seraphim Martial Soul for my disciple to copy?

It sounded strange at first, but the more he thought about it, the stranger it became!

Noticing Qian Xunji's expression, Qian Daoliu glanced at him but said nothing.

Although Qian Xunji was also a Titled Douluo, he was somewhat lacking in both talent and his command of the Seraphim Martial Soul. Let alone compared to him, even compared to the previous Popes of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji fell short by more than a little.

Therefore, only by teaching Little Jing personally could he allow him to unleash the full might of the Seraphim Martial Soul.

Qian Xunji clearly understood this as well, so he could only grumble inwardly. He was actually glad that he did not need to personally teach Ling Jing. At the very least, it gave him more time to spend with his daughter and wife.

The instant that thought surfaced, Qian Renxue, who was in Qian Xunji's arms, suddenly began to cry. As she cried, she continuously slapped Qian Xunji's face with her chubby little hands.

Qian Xunji immediately looked toward Qian Daoliu in panic.

He had very little experience with this sort of thing.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu hurriedly asked, "Is Xiao Xue hungry?"

"Hungry? That can't be... She had only just eaten before I brought her over."

"Then she must have soiled herself. When a baby suddenly cries, she's either hungry or needs changing. Hurry and check."

"Uh... apparently not. What should we do now?"

Seeing a group of Worship Hall elders who were all over a hundred years old, along with Qian Xunji, this elderly father, panicking and running in circles, Ling Jing's mouth could not help twitching twice.

Still, he was also quite curious why Qian Renxue had suddenly begun crying, so he could not help moving closer to take a careful look.

Strangely enough, when Ling Jing approached, Qian Renxue stopped crying. She merely blinked her large eyes as she looked at Ling Jing, and the corners of her mouth even curled upward.

Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu were both stunned.

"Hey, Xiao Xue actually stopped crying as soon as Little Jing came near?"

"More than stopped crying—she's practically blooming with happiness! Could it be... because Ling Jing copied Xiao Xue's Seraphim Martial Soul, Xiao Xue instinctively feels close to him?"

Qian Daoliu frowned. "Qian Xunji, let Little Jing hold Xiao Xue and see."

Qian Xunji was somewhat reluctant, but he still handed Qian Renxue over.

Ling Jing carefully held Qian Renxue in his arms and could not help reaching out to poke her tender little cheek. Yet no matter what Ling Jing did, Qian Renxue showed no dissatisfaction and did not cry again. She remained cheerful and smiling throughout.

Ling Jing was not surprised by this.

This was the value of a contract.

Even though Qian Renxue was still just a little baby, as long as she had signed the contract, she would instinctively feel close to him!

The next morning, Ling Jing, Bibi Dong, and Qian Daoliu boarded the carriage once more. This time, however, Qian Xunji stayed behind to care for Qian Renxue, while Azure Luan Douluo had been replaced by Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Their destination had also changed from the Icebound Forest to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Although Ling Jing had indeed found the most suitable Soul Beast in the Icebound Forest last time and absorbed the Soul Ring of an Ice-Pattern Mirror Beast, there were simply too few varieties of Soul Beasts in the Icebound Forest. Even if they found a suitable one, its age would still be somewhat lacking.

Spirit City lay between the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire, very close to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Several hours later, the group arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest.

However, Qian Daoliu did not linger in the outer region. Instead, he directly brought Ling Jing to the mixed region—compared to the outskirts, the mixed region had more varieties of Soul Beasts and better ages.

Qian Daoliu had examined him. Ling Jing's physical condition had now improved enormously, and he could absolutely attempt a thousand-year second ring.

Therefore, his minimum age requirement for Ling Jing's second Soul Ring was twelve hundred years.

Meanwhile, Ling Jing's thoughts drifted somewhat.

This was his first time coming to the Star Dou Great Forest, the largest gathering place of Soul Beasts aside from the ocean.

At this point in the first part of Douluo Continent, Di Tian, Jun Xiong, and even the Auspicious Beast were all sleeping beneath the Lake of Life. On the surface, there were not actually many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The Sky Azure Bull Python, the Titan Giant Ape, Ah Yin the Blue Silver Emperor, Xiao Wu the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft-Boned Charming Rabbit, and... Xiao Wu's mother.

Ah Yin should already have taken human form and begun cultivating anew by this point. He wondered whether she had met the brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao yet... But Xiao Wu's mother was still alive.

Oh, no. Xiao Wu seemed to have become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast only after her mother died.

"Little Jing, you have also studied plenty of martial soul theory. Do you have any thoughts about the Soul Ring you will absorb next?"

Qian Daoliu's voice interrupted Ling Jing's thoughts and brought him back to his senses.

The moment Bibi Dong heard Qian Daoliu's voice, her heart tightened.

She knew this counted as a small test from the High Priest. It would not matter much if he could not answer, but it would still lower Qian Daoliu's impression of him somewhat.

Fortunately, after giving it a little thought, Ling Jing directly named several suitable Soul Beasts.

A few of them even coincided perfectly with what Qian Daoliu had in mind.

Qian Daoliu immediately nodded in satisfaction. "That's right, Little Jing. You are correct. It seems you have a firm grasp of this martial soul theory. That puts me at ease. Even if you go hunting Soul Rings alone in the future, I believe you will be able to choose exceptionally suitable Soul Beasts."

"Of course, if Little Jing ever has the chance to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and obtain a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, then there will be no need to consider compatibility."

"Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings are things one can only encounter by chance. The question of whether they suit a Soul Master does not exist. Even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast completely incompatible with you would have a Soul Ring far more valuable than that of a ninety-thousand-year Soul Beast suited to you. Not to mention that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is guaranteed to produce a Soul Bone."

Ling Jing pressed his lips together, his gaze shifting slightly.

If that was the case...

The Soul Ring of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft-Boned Charming Rabbit seemed... pretty good too?