"The Far North", in a cave in the belly of a snow-capped mountain outside.

"Sir, this batch of soul beast blood will still be priced at the price set before, but..."

A sickly middle-aged man with a blue complexion said to the figure in front of him with his back turned, neither humble nor condescending: "I'm afraid the price will have to be renegotiated~"

"..." After a short silence, an old, thick voice sounded: "How much are you going to add?"

Listening to this sound that didn't have many ups and downs, the morbid middle-aged man who had been wandering between life and death for many years could smell the strong smell of blood. Thinking again about the previous encounter with this person, how could he take down the soul saint including himself?

The morbid middle-aged man was relaxed and happy when he was in the team, and he quickly explained: "Sir, this is not because we want to increase the price, but someone is also buying soul beast blood, causing the price of soul beast blood to rise..."

"We can't control this increase in costs! The current batch was won by brothers like me who paid for it out of our own pockets and paid some gold soul coins..."

"..."

The silence once again made the already cold environment in this snowy cave even more unbearable.

Finally, the morbid middle-aged man completed the transaction and went down the mountain with a bulging bag about the size of a three- or four-year-old child.

When they saw the sickly middle-aged figure, more than ten people who had been waiting at the foot of the mountain quickly gathered around him.

"Brother!"

"Boss, how's it going?"

“What did that person say?”…

"Shut up!" The morbid middle-aged man shouted, interrupting the speech of everyone around him, looking around, and said: "Let's go back first and divide the gold soul coins this time. Although it is not enough for the previous losses, it is good

It’s not a big deal anymore…”

"Let's go——!"

"Yes!" "Okay!" "It's up to you, boss!"...

The noisy sounds gradually faded away, gusts of cold wind blew by, and a tall and thin figure that appeared at the foot of the mountain disappeared at some point, leaving only the cold silence that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Half a day later, after walking out of the snow line of the "Far North" and looking at the "iron birches" hanging with ice in the "frozen forest" around them, the sickly middle-aged man and his teammates relaxed together.

tone.

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, and then a bearded man approached the sickly middle-aged man and asked softly: "Brother, what's that attitude?"

"Huh--" The sickly middle-aged man breathed out. From the corner of his eye, he saw all his teammates around him looking over. He also lowered his voice and said, "You're lucky. Although this guy has a strong smell of blood, he's good.

Yes, he is a reasonable person..."

"When I came down just now, since that person didn't mention the next transaction, this matter should be over here..."

"We are going to waste money this time to eliminate disaster. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the [Business Alliance] and the unknown force to increase the price to purchase soul beast blood, we can cut off contact with that person. It is also a blessing among misfortunes..."

"Yes, yes!" Someone responded quickly: "Such strength and spending a lot of money to purchase the blood of soul beasts are not something that our brothers can come into contact with..."

"That's right! Maybe it's an evil spirit..." The bearded man followed.

"Shut up!" The sickly middle-aged man glared at the bearded man beside him, interrupted him, and scolded: "Don't drag your brothers if you want to die. Is that something you and I can discuss?"

"In the past few decades, how many teams that came out to work together have disappeared without a trace?"

"We have been able to survive until today. We all have families and businesses. In addition to being strong enough, we rely on not going to unknown places and not coming into contact with unknown people..."

Amidst the preaching, this small team of more than ten people walked through the "Ice Forest" with familiarity and headed out of the forest with a clear goal.

After leaving the "Ice Forest", the sickly middle-aged man in the lead casually looked at the direction and chose a path covered in ice and snow.

At the edge of the forest, on a big tree where several people were hugging each other, a tall, thin and handsome middle-aged man wearing a dark red robe watched the team gradually disappearing on the path, silently.

"Hoo-ho-!"

The cold wind from the "Far North" chased after him, making the stand-collar cloak behind the handsome middle-aged man rustle.

As if he was hiding from the cold wind, the handsome middle-aged man did not wait for the second gust of wind to blow, and his figure flashed and he flew away.

In place, only two vague whispers were left, which were blown away by the second gust of cold wind that followed.

"[Business Alliance]? Is it as wealthy and powerful as the Ning family?"

"It seems that if you want to buy enough animal blood to restore me, I have to return to the sect..."

…

"Notting City", [Notting Junior Soul Master Academy] playground.

"The first soul skill, blue silver - entanglement -!"

"The first soul skill, the scorching sun and crow fire! The seventh limit - raging fire!"

As two slightly childish voices sounded, in the relatively spacious venue, blue-purple vines sprouted from the ground for a while, and orange-red flame blades began to strangle each other to the death.

"In terms of control ability alone, classmate Tang San has the upper hand..."

"But "Blue Silver Grass" is a plant after all. It is inherently restrained against Luo Xiu's flames..."

"Look! After classmate Tang San's blue and silver vines were burned, were they emitting purple smoke?!"

"I see, this is...poisonous smoke!"

At the edge of the playground, teachers and students from the college were standing. While watching the battle on the field, they also communicated with the classmates and teachers around them.

By the way, in the past few years, classmate Lin Er invited people from outside the school, Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Notting Martial Soul Branch, to come to the academy to train as a sparring partner. The teachers and students in the [Notting Junior Soul Master Academy] have developed a habit of training every time.

Every now and then, there is a habit of having a battle for people to watch.

"Teacher Yu, did you really take Tang San to the "Junior Soul Hunting Forest" and hunt down a hundred-year-old "Mandala Snake", as Tang San's classmate's first soul ring?"

Lin Er frowned, looked at Teacher Yu who was watching the battle on the field with a proud expression on his side, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course!" Teacher Yu turned his head when he heard this and said in a proud tone: "Xiao San's performance at this moment proves my theory that it is feasible for plant-type martial spirits to absorb the soul rings of animal-type soul beasts.

!”

"..."

Faced with Teacher Yu's words, Lin Er shrugged and said: "Teacher Yu, we never said that this is not feasible..."

"My elder brother said that when a plant-type martial spirit absorbs the soul ring of an animal-type soul beast, it does not depend on the strength of the soul skill, but on whether it can bring deeper benefits to the martial spirit from its origin..."

"The first soul ring like classmate Tang San should be blessed by the poison and toughness of the 'Mandala Snake'..."

"As for the 'entanglement' soul skill that focuses on control functions, it is indeed one of the best routes for the development of 'Blue Silver Grass'."

"But!" Lin Er looked at Teacher Yu, who was smiling unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and the students and teachers who were listening attentively around him. He changed the topic and said:

"My elder brother said that if "Bluesilver Grass" takes the control system route, as the first soul ring, you can choose "Golden Creeper", "Poisonous Stinging Rock Skin Vine", "Blood-thorn Thorn"... and other plant-based soul beasts.

.”

"These plant-based soul beasts, whether it is the toughness blessing of the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit or the soul skills they provide, are mainly restricted types. As for the addition of toxins, they may not be as toxic as the "Mandala Snake"

It’s strong, but in the early stage, especially for the first soul skill, it’s enough.”

"When you become a Soul Lord later, even the century-old "Mandala Snake" poison will only bring some trouble to your opponents at most. If the quantity is small, even the Soul Sect and above can ignore it. After all, the opponent will not

Stupidly waiting for all the toxins to be injected into the body..."

"boom--!"

A crisp sound interrupted Lin Er's words and caused everyone on the sidelines to turn around and look.

However, they saw a thin boy in a white school uniform holding several blue and silver grass leaves in each hand, motionless as if shaking his hands.

The reason why he was motionless was that a crimson blade about three feet long with a certain arc was lying across the boy's neck.

But the crimson knife was held firmly in the hand of a handsome boy with a somewhat abnormal purple complexion.

"The victory has been decided!"

A boy with a fair face ran quickly and came to the field. While shouting, his soul power flashed in the palm of his left hand, and he summoned a yellow-skinned gourd.

"Spring brings forth all things, endless life - the water of vitality!" The fair boy chanted the soul mantra in his mouth, handed the yellow-skinned gourd in his hand to the handsome boy who had withdrawn the red blade, and said: "Xiao Xiu, quickly take this water of vitality!

Drink it~"

"Okay!" The handsome boy, Luo Xiu, held the sword in his right hand with soul power surging. He took the martial soul back into his body, took the yellow-skinned gourd handed by the fair boy, raised his head, and drank it in big gulps.

.

After drinking and handing back the gourd, Luo Xiu closed his eyes and felt it. After a few breaths, he opened his eyes and exhaled.

"call--!"

"Thank you, Xiaoqiang. The effect of your vitality water is much better than that of auntie. I feel that the toxins in my body have been purified by the vitality power~"

"That's good~" Hearing this, Ding Zhiqiang nodded with relief.

Then, looking at the thin boy who was frowning and thinking, he was probably reviewing the mistakes in the battle just now, and asked: "Classmate Tang San, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want some life water too?"

"My first soul skill comes from a 480-year-old "Blue Silver Grass". According to classmate Lin Er, for you soul masters whose martial soul is "Blue Silver Grass", the beneficial effect can be

Increase it by about 10%..."

Tang San:"……"

——Time and Space——Dividing Line————
To be continued...