A month later, in a Soul Hunting Forest within the Star Luo Empire, the sky had already begun to darken.
Dressed entirely in black, Zhu Zhuqing walked through the Soul Hunting Forest with a wary expression, pausing with every step. Even a dry leaf beneath her feet made her tread ever so lightly.
The pair of cat ears atop her head remained alert to every sound around her, keeping watch for enemies and soul beasts.
Thanks to the immortal herb pill, Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation had reached rank thirty. Her purpose in coming here was to obtain her third soul ring from the Soul Hunting Forest.
As the first hunting ground for many novice soul masters, the Soul Hunting Forest held soul beasts ranging from ten to a thousand years in cultivation age, with none exceeding two thousand years.
Although a soul master's third soul ring normally came from a beast around seventeen hundred years old, Zhu Zhuqing's second ring was already purple, exceeding the usual configuration. The attributes that purple soul ring granted her were more than twice those of a yellow soul ring.
Having already tasted the benefits, she intended to find a soul beast approaching two thousand years in cultivation. She was confident she could absorb a soul ring produced by a beast of that age.
"Is that a Wind Wolf?"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped, her brows drawing together as she studied the blue-gray soul beast nearby, its head lowered as it drank at the edge of the Little Lake.
"Including its tail, it's just over four meters long. That means it has roughly four hundred years of cultivation."
After briefly calculating the Wind Wolf's cultivation age, Zhu Zhuqing shook her head and silently took another route to avoid it.
Although she could kill this soul beast outright,