Chapter 21 Soul Hunting Forest, Obtaining Soul Ring
Two days later, the morning light faded and the sky was about to become bright.
The entrance of the college.
Three carriages bearing the Notting College logo are parked here.
There are fourteen students who need to hunt for soul rings, three accompanying teachers, and the dean of the academy with Soul Sect cultivation, a total of eighteen people are included here.
"Everyone in the car, remember to report your requirements for martial souls and corresponding soul rings to the teacher. I ask you to understand them in advance, so I won't go into details here."
The requirement is that spirit beasts with strong attack power will only help hunt ten-year spirit beasts, while weak spirit beasts can choose hundred years.
"Get in the car!" The dean waved his hand and commanded with great momentum.
Everyone obeyed the instructions and filed into the car.
None of the fourteen people were rich, so naturally no one chose to ask someone to help hunt the soul beast.
Although Fang Ling has been hiding twenty gold soul coins, it is enough to hunt the first soul ring.
But he knew the market, and this was enough for a ten-year soul ring.
A hundred-year soul ring corresponds to at least a hundred gold soul coins, which greatly increases the probability of accidents.
Unless you are a powerful soul master, you would not dare to take this kind of order.
Firstly, I have no money, and secondly, I don’t have a reliable team, so it would be better to follow the academy and have the soul sect take me to hunt for souls.
The carriage was galloping quickly.
Three carriages, three teachers, one teacher for each carriage.
The dean sat on the carriage at the front.
Fang Ling was also in the carriage, and he had an extra shovel on his back.
The dean was here, so naturally he asked in person.
He took out a pen and clamped a piece of paper on the wooden board to record.
"Come, tell me what kind of martial spirit it is and what type of strengthening it needs."
"Lu Wen, the weapon of martial soul scissors, needs to strengthen its attack power."
"Minghui, the beast spirit mountain rat, also needs to increase its attack power."
"Fang Liangyue, the food weapon Martial Spirit Carrot also needs something that can enhance its attack power."
"Fang Ling, the weapon soul sickle requires the century-old soul beast Star-nosed Mole."
The previous ones all required increasing attack power, and the dean made a note of them.
When it was Fang Ling's turn, he suddenly paused, then wrote and asked again:
"Such a clear choice of soul beast? You are a sickle spirit, are you sure you don't want to increase your attack power?"
"The star-nosed mole is very weak, its claws are just like it has no claws, and its reaction rate is not very high."
Fang Ling said firmly: "Without attack power, I will definitely choose the Star-nosed Mole."
"Dean, such a weak soul beast can choose a hundred years, right?"
The latter sentence sounded slightly nervous.
The dean saw the shovel in his hand, smiled slightly, nodded and said:
"Yes, there is a Soul Hunting Forest. The distribution of these soul beasts is quite large and it is not difficult to find them."
Then he turned over and put away the pen and notebook.
"The recording is completed. Let's all have a good rest. It's four hundred miles away and we won't be able to get there until noon tomorrow."
"Keep your spirits up and prepare to receive your first soul ring!"
Everyone said yes, and Fang Ling's eyes were full of expectations.
He is about to officially embark on the journey of being a soul master.
After three years of accumulation and hard training, he finally achieved the results Tang San achieved when he first arrived at the academy.
I hope this first soul ring can really bring him appropriate expertise bonuses.
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After a brief repair on the road, the three carriages arrived at the destination of the trip, the Soul Hunting Forest, at noon the next day.
The carriage stopped slowly outside a noisy large market.
There were shouts and shouts, the paths were crisscrossed, and it was very lively, making people's blood boil.
This is a sight that no one has ever seen in the academy.
Even Fang Ling stuck his head out and looked at it curiously.
Different from the liveliness of the market in the previous life, the faces of the people coming and going here are more fierce. There was a bit of indescribable evil energy all over his body.
Take the people off the stage and park the carriage in a guarded place.
The dean took the list with the requirements for soul beasts from the other two teachers.
After a quick glance, there was nothing unreasonable, so he led the people directly to the gate of the Soul Hunting Forest.
At the same time, many students are taught what to pay attention to here.
"The people here are all desperadoes, and the things sold in those shops are very expensive."
"That's why I asked you to bring everything."
"And it's not just the Soul Hunting Forest, it's also true near large soul beast gathering places like the Sunset Forest and the Star Dou Forest."
His words brought back some unpleasant memories. He smiled, shook his head and continued:
"Have you seen those soul hunting groups?"
"I saw it." Everyone responded.
The dean's voice was deep: "Ten gold soul coins, one ten-year soul ring, at least a hundred for a hundred years."
"It also depends on the type of soul beast you need, and the consumption or personnel losses along the way."
"If you encounter someone who is evil, you might get a thousand gold soul coins, and you might end up seeking money or even killing yourself."
"If you are hunting souls in the future, you have to find a team with a good reputation. It is best to be led by a relative or a teacher from the academy. Do you remember?"
"Remember!" Everyone was stunned.
After walking for a while, we came to a huge steel fence over ten meters high.
The dean led them to the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest and showed the warrant to the soldier captain guarding the door.
It would not be wrong to bring a large number of soul master students who have never seen the world with such a large number of soul master students who look very young and green at first sight.
The captain immediately ordered the soldiers to make way for a passage.
Everyone entered directly.
The interior of the forest is much quieter than the outside world.
The air is fresh, making people feel as if their soul power is beginning to become active, and their bodies feel relaxed.
"The Soul Beast Forest is a dangerous place. You must not exceed the protection of the teachers, do you understand?"
The three teachers who came with the team were all great soul masters in their prime.
Two men and one woman, all three of them have the potential to break through to the Soul Master level, which is not comparable to Yu Xiaogang, the king of farts.
The same is true for combat power.
But there are too many people, and there are always people who can’t take care of them.
Therefore, slightly stronger soul beasts can only be limited to ten-year soul rings.
The group of people moved forward slowly.
Perhaps because he wanted to protect a weak lame man, Fang Ling, who was even smaller and only in third grade, was allowed to walk in the center.
Fang Ling was confused and thanked everyone with a smile, saying that what you think is correct.
He has nothing to prove.
This trip is just to obtain the soul ring, and I don’t want to create any complications.
Of course it is best to be protected.
If a soul beast kills the little soul master on the periphery, he can only look at the situation with tears.
If you can beat them, help kill them in revenge and get points. If you can't beat them, run away.
However, in this captive forest where the maximum number of soul beasts is only a thousand years, and most of the soul beasts are only ten or one hundred years old, the possibility of having a soul sect leading the team is very low.
After walking a certain distance, the dean narrowed his eyes slightly, made a slight distinction, and suddenly motioned for everyone to stop.
He stared at the tree trunk and whispered: "Seventy years of wind lynx, good at agility and attack, who wants it?"
The spirit of the mountain rat spirit master is worthy of being a rat. He has a flexible mind and quick movements. He stands up in front of others and raises his hands high:
"I want it!"
"Okay!"
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