Douluo, there is a system but I don't want to use it

Chapter 12 Hunting the First Soul Ring (Part )

It was his first time absorbing a spirit ring, and the specific situation was unclear. To be on the safe side, Fang Tian decided to absorb a spirit ring of about 450 years. The current 380-year spirit ring was a bit far off.

"When the Overlord Grass grows a hundred years old, it will grow three branches, and then it will grow one more branch every hundred years. The sixth branch of this Overlord Grass is almost fully grown, and it is only a little short of four hundred years old. It is very suitable to be your martial spirit."

"Director Wang, I read in a book about martial souls that the number of years a martial soul can absorb spirit rings is related to physical fitness. I have been working hard every day for the past two years, and now my physical fitness should be able to absorb spirit rings of about 450 years. Moreover, I have a mutant martial soul, and my future is uncertain. So I want to give it a try and absorb a spirit beast of about 450 years."

“(⊙o⊙)What? That would cause the body to explode and die!” Director Wang was shocked.

"Director Wang, don't worry. You can check my physical fitness. I would only choose a spirit ring of this age if I was sure of it," Fang Tian said confidently.

Director Wang carefully checked Fang Tian's physical fitness and found that he was indeed much stronger than the average soul master.

"Although the theory makes sense, no one can predict the actual situation. It is better to be cautious." Director Wang still advised Fang Tian.

Fang Tian discovered that Director Wang was very responsible towards his students.

"Don't worry, Director Wang, I know what's going on. Let's quickly look for the 450-year-old king grass!" Fang Tian insisted.

Finally, Fang Tian and Director Wang searched through all the King Grasses and found one that was 440 years old. This was the King Grass that was closest to the age Fang Tian required.

Fang Tian took off the shovel he was carrying and began to dig at the target Overlord Grass. The root system of Overlord Grass was too developed, so Fang Tian first cut off the branch roots around the main root, and then dug down a meter deep before he found that the main root began to become thinner and dispersed, so he swung the shovel to cut off the main root. He took the Overlord Grass out of the pit and used the shovel to shovel it into sections, and a soul ring began to slowly form.

When Director Wang saw the soul ring taking shape, he wanted to persuade Fang Tian again, but when he saw Fang Tian’s determined expression, he finally didn’t say anything.

Fang Tian put down the shovel and sat cross-legged on the ground, taking two deep breaths to adjust his body and mind. Then he released his martial spirit and pulled the spirit ring above the Tyrant Grass.

The yellow soul ring slowly approached Fang Tian, ​​and finally put on his martial soul and quickly sank into his martial soul.

Fang Tian felt a strong soul power suddenly pouring into his body from his martial soul. He immediately practiced Ziwu Gong at the fastest speed.

Under the operation of Ziwu Gong, Fang Tian felt a slight pain in his body when the soul power began to flow in, and then the soul power was quickly digested and absorbed by Ziwu Gong. There was no situation like other soul masters described in the book who tried their best and had severe pain all over their body. It seems that the age of the soul ring is indeed a bit low, and there is no feeling.

It only took Fang Tian twenty minutes to refine the soul ring and open his eyes.

Fang Tian felt his soul power and it should be close to reaching level 12. He stretched out his right hand and released his martial soul, Potato Sprout.

The sweet potato that had originally rotted and sprouted has now shrunk to half its original size. Dense roots have grown at the bottom of the sweet potato, and the sweet potato sprouts have grown to three inches tall.

Director Wang's eyes widened involuntarily when he saw Fang Tian absorbing the super-age spirit ring so easily.

Fang Tian couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression. "Haha, Director Wang, don't be so surprised. Didn't you check my physical fitness just now? It's easy for me to absorb a 440-year-old spirit ring with this physical fitness."

"Ahem, what is your soul skill?" Director Wang coughed and pretended to be calm and put away his surprised expression. "My soul skill is rooting. As long as I put my martial soul on the ground, it will grow roots and dig into the ground, providing me with soul power continuously. It's not very fast, but it lasts for a long time. And this soul skill can also convert the absorbed energy into life force. It's up to me to decide whether to convert it into soul power or life force. I can even become a healing soul master in the future.

"This soul skill is good, and it should be of great help to you in the early stages. Moreover, the fact that your martial soul has grown roots shows that your original idea of ​​your martial soul was correct. I have witnessed the birth of a new theory today, which is cause for celebration! Haha!" Director Wang smiled and patted Fang Tian on the shoulder.

"Haha, it's just a fluke! Director Wang, let's get out of the Soul Hunting Forest before it gets dark. It's still very dangerous at night." Fang Tian quickly interrupted Director Wang, fearing that the two of them would continue to flatter each other and waste time.

Fang Tian and Director Wang hurried and finally arrived at the gate of the Soul Hunting Forest before it was completely dark. After they left the gate, they both sighed at the same time and laughed at each other.

Fang Tian didn't expect that this trip to the Soul Hunting Forest would be so smooth. He only spent one afternoon to get his soul ring. Of course, this was entirely dependent on Director Wang knowing the location of the Tyrant Grass and the Thousand Root Banyan beforehand. The two of them went straight to the target.

If we didn't go to the Thousand Banyan Tree first, we could save half the time.

Fang Tian and Director Wang rested for one night in a small town near the Soul Hunting Forest, and hired a carriage to return the next day.

On the way, Fang Tian discussed with Director Wang that they should not tell anyone about the fact that he absorbed the soul ring beyond the age limit. He was still too weak and should not draw attention to himself.

Director Wang was impressed by Fang Tian's cautiousness and steadiness, and promised that he would never tell anyone.

They chatted and joked along the way, and the two, one big and one small, got along well.

After returning to Notting City, Fang Tian said goodbye to Director Wang, saying that he was going to the Spirit Hall to complete the registration of a soul master. Director Wang gave a few instructions and waved goodbye to Fang Tian and returned to the Soul Master Academy.

When Fang Tian walked to the Wuhun Branch Hall in Notting City, he met an acquaintance.

"Hello, Master Li Feng!" Fang Tian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Oh! Who are you?" Li Feng wondered who this familiar-looking child in front of him was.

"Master Li Feng, I'm Fang Tian from Sweet Potato Village, with the martial soul Shu Miao. I've become a soul master, and I'm here to register at the martial soul branch hall." Fang Tian replied with a smile.

"I remember now, you are the kid with a mutated martial soul. Have you cultivated to level ten?" Li Feng was a little surprised.

"Haha, I practiced very hard in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. Maybe it was also due to the mutation of my martial soul. It took me a little more than a year and a half to finally reach level ten." Fang Tian laughed.

"Come on, I will personally take you to register as a soul master." Li Feng was a little surprised at Fang Tian's fast training speed and decided to go and see for himself.

Li Feng brought Fang Tian to the door of the office dedicated to soul master registration.

"Old Ma, this kid wants to register as a soul master. Take out the crystal ball and let him test it." As soon as Li Feng entered the room, he shouted at a middle-aged man in his thirties who was reading a book at his desk. It seemed that the two were familiar with each other.

(End of this chapter)