Then Ling Han stroked Qian Renxue's head, saying, "Let's go, we're heading back!"
Right upon returning to the academy, Ling Han ran into Tang San, who was looking for him.
"Teacher, I've broken through to level fifty!" Tang San said excitedly.
In a little over a year, Tang San made a single bound and broke through to level fifty.
A Quasi-Soul King not yet thirteen years old—that progression speed could only be described as terrifying.
"Hahaha, good, your teacher will take you to acquire your Fifth Soul Ring right now!"
Tang San's Fifth Soul Ring naturally had to be acquired in the Blue Silver Forest.
Shortly after, Ling Han brought Tang San to the Blue Silver Forest.
"Teacher, is my Fifth Soul Ring going to be harvested from Blue Silver Grass?"
Looking at the increasing amount of Blue Silver Grass all around, Tang San asked curiously.
"You could say that."
After all, it was a soul ring of the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, so calling it Blue Silver Grass wasn't wrong either.
"But can Blue Silver Grass be cultivated to ten thousand years?"
Tang San's Fourth Soul Ring was already a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, so his Fifth Soul Ring naturally couldn't be inferior to the fourth.
"Rest assured, Xiao San, when has your teacher ever lied to you?"
Tang San nodded; naturally, he believed Ling Han's words.
A moment later, Ling Han led Tang San to stand before a large tree.
"Reveal yourself, Blue Silver King."
Ling Han spoke toward the tree before him.
The next moment an aged face emerged, and then a blue illusory figure of an old man stepped out from the tree.
"Who are you, sir? How did you manage to find this place?"
The Blue Silver King sensed Ling Han's might and did