The fact that the Grand Worship’s disciple, the Second Worship’s granddaughter, and the Fourth Worship’s great-grandson had defeated the Supreme Pontiff’s Golden Generation spread throughout the entire Spirit Hall Academy just like that.
When people from the Worship faction walked around Spirit Hall Academy, they all held their heads high and chests out.
When some Worship faction and Supreme Pontiff faction people who had decent relationships ran into each other, the Supreme Pontiff faction person had just opened their mouth to ask, “Lin Tao, want to train together tomorrow during the day?” Lin Tao: “That’s right, just one minute.
Our Grand Worship’s disciple Bai Ranmo solved the Golden Generation trio in one minute!” Friend: “?” What does that mean?
Conversations like this could be counted as countless within Spirit Hall Academy.
It was unknown how other people felt, but Tian Yue was extremely happy.
Destroying the academy’s duel stage like that definitely required compensation, but the old man not only didn’t scold her, he instead praised her for growing up.
He even gave her 100,000 gold soul coins as pocket money!
Tian Yue now truly got along well with Bai Ranmo.
This brother was truly someone worth befriending, not some water-filled goods.
Sun Chuantao was the same.
He had put all his belongings on Bai Ranmo and the others winning.
The odds at the gambling table were 1.5:2.2.
He made a pure profit of 12,000 gold soul coins.
Bai Ranmo personally supervised the collection, so that side didn’t dare to renege on the debt at all!
When Qian Daoliu heard his subordinates report the situation at the scene and learned that his disciple seemed to have comprehended another self-created soul skill, he appeared very calm.
“Mm.
This was within my expectations.
However, this child Ranmo is a bit too high-profile.
I’ll properly educate him later.” That was what he said, but the corners of his mouth had already risen to the heavens.
Golden Crocodile Douluo: “…” Forget it.
He shouldn’t have come over to chat with Big Brother about this good news.
Qian Daoliu didn’t mind and instead couldn’t wait to prepare to write a letter.
His damn desire to share — no, he had to properly tell Xue’er how outstanding her junior martial brother was.
Ay, wait.
Xue’er was his granddaughter, and Ranmo was his disciple.
Theoretically speaking, Ranmo’s generation was higher than Xue’er’s.
Then should Xue’er call Ranmo “Martial Uncle”?
A mighty Limit Douluo, while worshipping the Angel God statue, was seriously thinking about issues regarding generational ranking in his mind.
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Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy.
Grandmaster had finally managed to coax Tang San, who had begun questioning his strength level.
He had originally wanted to go show off in front of Hei Ranbai, but although Hei Ranbai seemed to have also been persuaded by his theories, he had no intention of taking him as a teacher.
This made Grandmaster very depressed.
However, this didn’t affect his decision to take Hei Ranbai and Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain soul rings.
“Teacher, is it just the three of us going?” Tang San was a bit hesitant.
He recalled the words of that person who had previously mocked his teacher.
Although he hadn’t looked down on his teacher because of it, with just the three of them, wasn’t it a bit too unsafe?
“No need to worry…” Grandmaster instantly straightened his back.
The corner of his mouth curved upward slightly, fully displaying the demeanor of an expert.
“Little San, although Teacher’s innate soul power was only half a level, relying on my efforts that exceed ordinary people by two hundred times, I am still a Level 29 Spirit Grandmaster no matter what.
Dealing with a hundred-year soul beast is still no problem.” Tang San put on an expression of being at ease.
He had already learned some basic knowledge.
If a person truly only had half a level of innate soul power, becoming a spirit master would probably already be difficult enough.
Yet Teacher had actually been able to become a Spirit Grandmaster.
He must have something outstanding.
Dealing with a mere hundred-year soul beast would definitely be easy.
That old bastard earlier even said Teacher’s soul skill only farts.
How could that be possible!
Hei Ranbai, on the other hand, was doing his best to suppress the corners of his mouth.
He thought of all the sad things in his life before he managed not to laugh out loud.
Grandmaster’s own first soul ring was a hundred-year one, yet the first thing he did after entering the Soul Hunting Forest was to pat a ten-year Lone Bamboo and consider letting Tang San absorb it.
If it weren’t for the fact that Hei Ranbai’s shikigami had to be subdued by himself, Hei Ranbai would have at least summoned Mahoraga and let Grandmaster try whether he could beat it.
What if Mahoraga was stunk to death?
Just thinking about it made Hei Ranbai feel bad for Mahoraga.
Either smell the fart and adapt to these farts, or be blasted to death by the fart.
Grandmaster didn’t notice Hei Ranbai’s somewhat strange expression and instead first made some preparations.
The so-called preparations weren’t complicated.
He just prepared some drinking water and twenty jin of radishes.
Grandmaster then rented a carriage and headed toward the Soul Hunting Forest.
On the carriage, Grandmaster gave Tang San a black belt.
Tang San named it “Twenty Four Moonlight Bridges.” This was a spatial storage soul tool.
Then Grandmaster revealed a smile and handed a ring to Hei Ranbai, saying that this was also a spatial storage soul tool.
Although it wasn’t as large as Twenty Four Moonlight Bridges, it was enough for Hei Ranbai to use.
Hei Ranbai put on a grateful expression, politely declined for a moment, then still chose to accept it.
However, he truly hadn’t expected that he could still receive a gift from Grandmaster.
It seemed Grandmaster still wanted to take him as a disciple.
Actually, Hei Ranbai’s shadow could store items.
However, there was no air in the shadow world, and if he put things inside, the weight would also be added to Hei Ranbai’s body.
Hei Ranbai actually quite liked this ability.
Without needing to carry weight, he could continuously perform physical training.
The 400-li journey wasn’t particularly long or short.
By noon the next day, they had arrived at their destination for this trip — the Soul Hunting Forest.
Outside the forest were some markets.
Grandmaster took advantage of the fact that Tang San had not yet attended classes and began showing off his knowledge to Tang San, talking about some basic theoretical knowledge.
The three soon entered the Soul Hunting Forest.
“Come out, Luo Sanpao!” For safety, Grandmaster’s originally dejected expression became a bit more energetic.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest and made a summoning gesture.
With a “pfft,” a purple-skinned creature that was over 1.5 meters long and also about 1.5 meters in waist circumference, looking like both a pig and a dog, appeared before everyone.
Two yellow soul rings also rose beneath Grandmaster’s feet.
Hei Ranbai was truly doing his best not to laugh out loud.
No matter what, Grandmaster had given him a spatial ring.
Laughing any further would be impolite.
“Little San, Ranbai, this is my Spirit.
It’s called Luo Sanpao.
It’s rather special.
It doesn’t perform Spirit possession, but is a maliciously mutated external Spirit.” The fat Luo Sanpao swayed its head as it began leading the way in front.
Hei Ranbai was silent for a moment, then still asked, “Grandmaster, if the external Spirit is injured, you should also be injured, right?
How about letting my Divine Dogs scout the path?” “Mm, that works too.” Grandmaster hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Previously when he was hunting soul rings, Luo Sanpao’s butt had been bitten once.
Afterward, his own butt had suffered the same injury and been laughed at by those people in the family who looked down on him.
“Divine Dogs!” Hei Ranbai formed a dog-like hand seal.
As the shadows churned, the white Divine Dog appeared.
Because the white dog’s sense of smell and reconnaissance ability were stronger than the black dog’s, considering soul power consumption, only summoning the white dog was the best choice.
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