Fishing and Casting; Second Soul Ring

"Young Master, did you do all of this on purpose?"

The next morning,

They spent the night in the Starry Sky Forest.

Only Ouyang Ling and Flying Tiger Soul Saint, who was asking questions, remained on the open space that had been cleared out last night.

"uh-huh."

Ouyang Ling remained noncommittal. He then took a bite of his dry rations and mumbled something unrelated, "When you're fishing, you have to be patient, right?"

After swallowing, he put on a serious face and said, "I will talk to Sister Xue'er about this myself."

It turns out that yesterday, after Flander made his request, Ouyang Ling also offered a proposed solution. Since the ravages of the evil fire are unavoidable in the future, Ma Hongjun will have to bear it himself.

This method is not clever, so from the beginning he told Flanders that it would only be a temporary solution.

As for how to bear it…

Ouyang Ling's method lies in the Soul Ring.

He recommended a type of spirit beast to Ma Hongjun called the Hellhound. This spirit beast is extremely rare, and it is said to possess the bloodline of the divine beast, the Three-Headed Hellhound, and is a vicious dog that guards the gates between the human world and hell.

Although it's just a rumor, these hellhounds do possess a unique skill: starting fires.

It can absorb flames that want to harm it, achieving fire immunity while increasing its own attack power.

If Ma Hongjun could obtain the Soul Ring of the Hellhound and acquire this ultimate skill, he would be free from the torment of the Evil Fire. At the very least, he wouldn't be burned to death by the Evil Fire.

Going forward, it would be best to acquire soul beasts with phoenix bloodlines or top-tier fire attributes. The former purifies the phoenix bloodline and enhances resistance, while the latter purifies fire.

After all, although Ma Hongjun's evil fire contained evil energy, it was still relatively small. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to be completely purified by a single immortal herb.

After learning about the whereabouts of the Hellhounds from Ouyang Ling, and their possible settlement, Flander rested briefly for one night. As soon as dawn broke in the forest, he hurriedly took Ma Hongjun to find the Hellhounds.

Before leaving, he left Ouyang Ling a keepsake and told him that he had founded Shrek Academy and its exact location.

"Shrek Academy? Never heard of it." Flying Tiger Soul Saint pondered, but couldn't recall it at all.

Logically speaking, as an academy founded by one of the Golden Triangle, it should have considerable renown within the Soul Master community.

"That academy is illegitimate; to put it bluntly, it's a diploma mill." Even though he was eager to recruit talent, Ouyang Ling's evaluation was quite blunt.

To be honest, he truly admired the level of responsibility that the teachers at Shrek Academy had towards their students.

But if you're talking about the quality of Shrek Academy's teaching resources... sorry, having looked into the various academies, he can't say the same.

This is understandable, since Shrek's teachers are all self-taught and made their way in the world on their own, but most importantly, they lack money and resources.

This approach is only suitable for, or rather, only for students who are inherently gifted.

If these highly talented students were placed in specialized academies like the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy or the Four Elements Academy, they would achieve even greater success without the influence of other factors.

In cultivation, resources are everything!

"Ah? I see." After hearing the general explanation, Flying Tiger Soul Saint no longer cared.

What great things can an academy like this achieve?

It seems that only the Flying Horn himself and his Phoenix Martial Soul disciples are worth paying attention to.

But when he glanced to the side and saw Ouyang Ling looking on with great interest, Flying Tiger Soul Saint's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!"

Will this young master become interested?

After a fierce internal struggle, he still hesitated slightly before asking, "Young Master, do you want to enroll in school?"

"Enrollment?"

Ouyang Ling was taken aback at first, but quickly realized what he meant. He immediately narrowed his crescent-shaped eyes, "How could that be? What are you thinking, senior?"

This is just like fishing; he only throws out the bait and casts the line, but doesn't actually go into the water to catch it.

Moreover, why would he abandon the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, which has better resources and a better environment, and instead choose the dilapidated Shrek Academy?

He is not stupid.

Indeed, in Ouyang Ling's view, it was a done deal that he would go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

As for winning over the teachers and students of Shrek Academy... After he reports to Sister Xue'er, Qian Renxue, who also values ​​and desires talent, will naturally take note.

As for himself…

All you need to do is grow and become the strongest!

With that in mind, Ouyang Ling stood up. "Senior, it's time to go and acquire my second spirit ring."

……

"roar--"

A colossal beast leaped from the water, its scythe-like claws poised to strike, but its head snapped to the side, and just as its long jaws were about to snap shut…

"boom--"

The river water exploded with a roar!

"boom--"

The tiger's claws descended from the sky, slamming down heavily, their sharp claws like daggers, pressing firmly against the giant beast's head.

But the behemoth brandished its massive claws, its raised back sails flashing purple light, clearly indicating that it was determined to continue fighting to the death, its entire body brimming with wild instincts.

Then came another heavy blow, "Boom—"

The Flying Tiger Soul Saint's sharp claws cleaved off half of its head, severing its long jaw and giant claws in the process, finally causing the giant beast to fall into a coma.

"It's so hard to get dizzy."

After confirming repeatedly that the giant beast was unable to resist, Flying Tiger Soul Saint dared to let Ouyang Ling step forward and take its life as his second soul ring.

From the beginning until now, this one-sided battle has lasted a full minute and a half. But for a Soul Saint, knocking out a two-thousand-year-old Soul Beast should not have required so much effort; it should have been a trivial matter.

But this behemoth was different. It was known as the "overlord of the ancient river" and was even considered extinct by the Spirit Hall three hundred years ago.

However, twenty years ago, its whereabouts were rediscovered by a Soul Master, who then reported it to the Spirit Hall. After verification, it was confirmed that there was indeed one last one still living in the Star Dou Great Forest, with a cultivation of about two thousand years.

Unfortunately, this time it truly became extinct.

Because Ouyang Ling's target this time is it, the water-attribute sub-dragon soul beast - the Raging Spiny Dragon.

"Let's get started."

"it is good."

Ouyang Ling gently clenched his right hand, and the water froze in his palm, forming a trident.

Aiming at the space between his eyebrows, he was about to plunge in fiercely!

"roar--"

The Raging Spiny Dragon suddenly awoke, launching a final, desperate attack based on instinct. However, the Flying Tiger Soul Saint, who had been on guard, swiftly intervened and firmly suppressed it.

The next second, "Sizzle—"

The moment the trident tip pierced through, the amber-like light dimmed, and a thousand-year-old soul ring slowly rose.

A second spirit ring takes a thousand years!

Flying Tiger Soul Saint was both surprised and moved.

Even though he had already learned from the young master that the young master intended to absorb a spirit ring beyond his level, and had received confirmation from the young master himself, he might have genuinely mistakenly believed that the young master wanted to kill the young master, or that the young master wanted to use the thousand-year spirit ring to commit suicide. He never expected this…

The younger generation is truly formidable; they are about to break with convention.

On the other hand, Ouyang Ling's side,

Ah... a soul ring from two thousand years ago.

He had expected to feel either excited or nervous when facing this spirit ring that he was about to absorb from a level higher than himself. But to his surprise, he felt only calm.

In his eyes, the two years of training, the last three months of the ten-thousand-year whale glue, and the soul pressure test... all of these things have shaped his mentality, and he has already decided that the second ring of the millennium should be completed in due course.

After adjusting his own condition and putting himself in his prime, Ouyang Ling began to receive the soul rings.

"Buzz—"

A brilliant purple light enveloped him.

As time went on, the fluctuations in soul power became more and more obvious. Large beads of sweat rolled down Ouyang Ling's forehead, but he remained unmoved and calm.

With a "pop," as if an air bubble had burst, the thousand-year soul ring, having given no more resistance, slowly slipped around Ouyang Ling's waist.

One yellow and one purple, complementing each other beautifully.

The next second, "Whoosh—"

Ouyang Ling's eyes suddenly opened.

Feeling the surging soul power and the gift he received from the pillar of kindness, he knew he had succeeded!

However, just moments before, he had experienced something in the sea of ​​his mind that made him realize something.