Chapter 11 Solo Soul Hunting: Those Who Walk Different Paths Cannot Work Together

But the question is, what kind of soul beast is suitable for me?

Over the past year, I have read almost every book I could find in the academy library and the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall.

However, records about spirit beasts with the attribute of light are extremely scarce.

The Light Blade Sparrow is an offensive soul beast that can condense light blades for ranged attacks, but this soul skill is really useless!

The Shield Turtle is a defensive soul beast with a hard shell and amazing light-attribute defense, but its speed is a major weakness.

The Holy Sunflower, a plant species, is said to unleash powerful energy under sunlight, but its limitations are too great.

Moonflower Butterfly is a nocturnal spirit beast that can absorb the power of moonlight, but it lacks offensive capabilities.

The Holy Light Rabbit is good for nothing except running fast.

There's also... the Glass Vine!

This is a rare, top-tier plant-type soul beast. It is incredibly tough, possesses inherent light attributes, and can be both offensive and controllable.

However, most of these soul beasts are common species. Although the Glazed Vine is quite good, it doesn't match the ultimate amplification route I want at all!

Ye Feng frowned deeply.

Is it really true that I have to rely on Yu Xiaogang's clown "Soul Beast Compendium" to find my ideal soul ring?

The thought of asking that guy for help sent chills down Ye Feng's spine.

This is the terrifying aspect of knowledge monopoly.

Even if a commoner Soul Master is lucky enough to obtain a Soul Beast that suits them, their choices are far less than those of long-established and influential families.

Even with the same hundred-year-old soul ring, the power of the soul skill can vary drastically due to the difference in the quality of the soul beast.

No! We can't just sit here and wait to die!

Forget it, I'll take advantage of the holiday and go to the Star Dou Great Forest!

Just wander around the outermost edge and try your luck. As long as you are fully prepared and plan your route in advance, there shouldn't be any major problems!

Having made up his mind, Ye Feng quickly got up and left the dormitory.

First, they found the largest blacksmith shop in Nottingham.

"Boss, forge me a short sword, ten arrows, and a fine iron bow."

"Alright! That's thirty Silver Soul Coins in total."

Seeing his hard-earned savings evaporate by more than half in an instant, Ye Feng felt a pang of heartache.

"Little one, come back in three days to pick it up."

"Okay, uncle, thank you for your help."

Ye Feng walked out of the blacksmith shop, weighed the seventeen silver soul coins he had left in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

I'm probably the most miserable time traveler in history!

Money is indeed the first essential element of cultivation.

At this moment, Ye Feng truly understood why "wealth" was ranked first among the four elements of "wealth, companionship, law, and place".

Without money, what's the point of cultivating?

Once I get my first spirit ring, I need to figure out how to make money!

Afterwards, he went into a pharmacy in the city and used the remaining money to buy some of the simplest healing medicine and powder to repel snakes and insects.

Back in the dormitory, Orlan, Wang Sheng, and others were excitedly discussing their holiday plans.

Upon seeing Ye Feng return, Orland immediately approached him and warmly put his arm around his shoulder.

"Brother Feng, how are you spending your holiday? Want to come over to our house? My mom's barbecue is absolutely amazing!"

Having spent so much time together, everyone already knows that Ye Feng is an orphan.

"No."

Ye Feng shook his head and calmly dropped a bombshell:

"I've reached level ten and plan to hunt for a spirit ring on my own."

What?!

The entire dormitory fell silent instantly, and everyone froze in place.

"Brother Feng, you...you're not kidding, are you? Going to the Soul Hunter Forest alone?"

A thin, small boy stammered.

"In that place, even ten-year-old spirit beasts can roam in packs, and hundred-year-old spirit beasts are deadly!"

Another boy chimed in, his face filled with fear.

"Yeah, Brother Feng, even teachers leading a group can get into trouble in that place, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!"

"The last person in our college to do that is already buried with grass three feet tall!"

"Brother Feng, why don't we wait until school starts and have a teacher from the college lead the group?"

Orlan was also anxious; he didn't want his newly recognized leader to go and die like this.

Wang Sheng looked worried, wanting to say something but not knowing where to begin.

Seeing the concerned faces of everyone, Ye Feng felt a warmth in his heart, but his determination remained unwavering.

"Hehe, no need."

He smiled, his tone carrying an undeniable confidence:

"I'm enough on my own."

Early the next morning.

Ye Feng had just finished washing up when the dormitory door was pushed open.

Yu Xiaogang's eternally unchanging zombie face appeared at the doorway.

As soon as the other people in the dormitory saw him, they all wisely made excuses to slip away, leaving only the two of them in the huge room.

"I heard you've reached level ten."

Yu Xiaogang walked in with his hands behind his back, and asked in a somewhat teasing tone:

"You still want to hunt soul beasts alone?"

Ye Feng paused in his packing.

This so-called expert is really well-informed.

"Master, you even have to ask about this?"

"No, that's not it."

Yu Xiaogang stood by the bedside, adopting a compassionate and sympathetic posture:

"I'm just worried that you'll go down the wrong path."

You should know that a Soul Master's first Soul Ring is of utmost importance; if you make a mistake, your future achievements will be quite limited.

For example, there was an elder in the Spirit Hall who regretted his choice of path in his youth.

"I, the master, could not bear to see a genius like you go astray."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Ye Feng felt like a hundred grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.

What does it mean for a Soul Master to have chosen the wrong path?

Taking the elders of the Spirit Hall as an example, they were probably referring to Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

ridiculous!

Does Chrysanthemum Douluo have a choice?

In an era when geniuses of the Soul Masters emerged in great numbers, just surviving was a feat in itself!

According to this bullshit theory, Yue Guan would probably be dead by now!

Theory is just theory, and it's completely different from reality!

For a commoner Soul Master struggling at the bottom, the first thing to think about is how to survive and how to have the means to protect themselves, rather than hoping for those seemingly perfect but impractical and useless Soul Skills!

Moreover, Ye Feng never felt that Yue Guan's choice was wrong.

It's just that I didn't have the opportunity when I was young!

If you could give him a *Acacia confusa* or a *Chrysanthemum indicum* when he's young, would you give him a try?

That Yu Xiaogang truly deserves to be called the number one clown in the Soul Master world! His brain is full of mush!

"Then there's no need for you to trouble yourself, Master."

Ye Feng was too lazy to waste words with an idiot and coldly replied:

"I am the master of my own martial spirit."

"Hmph! That's too ambitious!"

Yu Xiaogang was enraged by Ye Feng's attitude and coldly snorted:

"You're not satisfied with a mere ten-year spirit ring? You even dare to dream of hunting down a hundred-year one on your own? Your ambitions are sky-high, but your fate is as thin as paper!"

"Yes, yes, Master, you're absolutely right."

Ye Feng nodded perfunctorily:

"Now, please stop bothering me, okay?"