"A ten-thousand-year soul beast?" Jian Douluo was a little surprised. However, he then thought about it. Ye Zhiqiu's first soul ring was already over 5,000 years old, so a ten-thousand-year soul ring wouldn't be a problem.
However, Jian Douluo felt a little frustrated. Others' second spirit rings were ten thousand years old, while he, a Titled Douluo, only had a hundred-year-old second spirit ring. It was truly frustrating to compare oneself with others.
"Okay, I'll go and help you check, but there's not much hope. Every year, the Soul Masters of the Spirit Hall will regularly clear out soul beasts that are over ten thousand years old in the Soul Hunting Forest. It's not easy to find any that have slipped through the net." Jian Douluo smiled, and disappeared in a flash.
Ye Zhiqiu and Ning Rongrong moved to a new place to rest and wait for news from Jian Douluo. The chameleon hidden dragon's death had caused a bloody odor to emanate from their original location, attracting spirit beasts. To avoid unnecessary trouble, they naturally couldn't stay there any longer.
It was just past midnight, and the winter nights were quite cold. Ning Rongrong, a support spirit master with a weak constitution, could no longer bear it. Even with a small, rekindled fire in front of her, she shivered with cold. A wave of sleepiness washed over her, and she leaned against Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder and fell asleep.
Ye Zhiqiu carefully took off his coat and covered her with it, then took a branch and casually stirred the small fire so that the small flame that was about to go out could continue to glow and heat up.
In fact, Ye Zhiqiu was also quite sleepy. He basically lived a life of luxury in Notting College. He slept until he woke up naturally every day. His number one little brother Xiao Chenyu did everything for him. His life was extremely comfortable.
However, he couldn't sleep.
In this Soul Hunting Forest, who knows what kind of nasty soul beasts will suddenly appear. The chameleon hidden dragon that can only hide its body is a good example.
If Ye Zhiqiu didn't have the Mangekyō Sharingan's Tsukuyomi, the situation would have been quite dangerous.
In a place like the Soul Hunting Forest, Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to fall asleep safely.
As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one fears ropes for ten years. Although Ye Zhiqiu was not bitten, he became much more cautious. He was in a state of high alert throughout the whole process, vigilant to changes in the surrounding environment.
Only when he was mentally tired would he relax a little and look at Ning Rongrong who was sleeping beside him.
This little girl looks extremely cute when she is asleep, with her eyes slightly closed and a faint smile on her lips, as if she is dreaming of something wonderful, and sometimes she even mutters a few words.
Observing her closely at this moment, she truly became more and more adorable. Ye Zhiqiu rubbed her little head lovingly, and Ning Rongrong seemed to sense it, her smile brightening considerably.
Time passed slowly, and the days in winter always got bright early.
It was just four in the morning, and the sky was already slightly brighter. The small fire had long since gone out. Ning Rongrong had slipped into Ye Zhiqiu's arms and curled up in a deep sleep, a satisfied smile on her face.
Ye Zhiqiu gently held her slender waist, leaning his back against an old tree, like a clay sculpture or wooden statue, without moving at all, so that the girl could sleep more comfortably.
Seeing this scene, Jian Douluo, who had rushed back, smiled knowingly. It seemed that he knew how to get the little fellow Ye Zhiqiu into the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
"Xiao Qiu." Jian Douluo was about to speak.
"Hush." Ye Zhiqiu raised his index finger to his lips to signal Jian Douluo to speak more quietly, and pointed at Ning Rongrong in his arms.
Jian Douluo smiled helplessly and shook his head. After just one night, you little guy seem to love her more than a grandfather like me?
"Grandpa Jian, how was your trip? Did you find any trace of the ten thousand year old soul beast?" Ye Zhiqiu asked in a low voice for fear of disturbing Ning Rongrong.
"We're lucky. It might be because it's not the end of the year yet and the Spirit Hall hasn't cleared the Soul Hunting Forest yet, so we found a ten-thousand-year-old armored rhinoceros. I just don't know if this defensive soul beast is suitable for you." Jian Douluo, like Ye Zhiqiu, also replied in a low voice.
The conversation between the old man and the young man, which was deliberately lowered in voice, had a funny feeling, just like thieves.
After hearing what Jian Douluo said, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up. It seemed that he was lucky.
As for whether the soul ring exploded by this defensive soul beast is suitable for him, Ye Zhiqiu has never considered it because there is no need at all.
His soul skills are attached by ninjutsu, and should have nothing to do with the type of soul beast. It only requires the soul beast to reach a certain age.
This is Ye Zhiqiu's advantage, which makes it much easier for him to hunt soul rings. Unlike others, he doesn't have to hunt specific soul beasts.
"My martial soul is special, and it will be fine as long as the soul beast is old enough. There is no time to lose, Grandpa Jian, let's set off immediately." After Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, he gently dragged Ning Rongrong's delicate body into a princess hug and stood up, slightly moving his slightly numb legs.
"Okay." Jian Douluo nodded and went to lead the way. Ye Zhiqiu naturally followed slowly.
They both moved very quietly, mostly walking. Only when they encountered difficult sections would they resort to various means to quickly pass through.
At this time, even though Ye Zhiqiu's movements were gentle, Ning Rongrong was still woken up in a daze.
However, she had no intention of getting down. Instead, she raised her hands, put them around Ye Zhiqiu's neck, and buried her face in Ye Zhiqiu's arms with red cheeks.
Ye Zhiqiu had no intention of letting her go. Instead, he tightened his grip and quickened his pace.
Ning Rongrong was a girl who walked too slowly on her own. She would start complaining like she did yesterday after walking a few steps. Ye Zhiqiu simply carried her and walked away.
And it feels pretty good to hug Ning Rongrong. Her body is very soft and very comfortable to hug. She also has a faint fragrance on her body, which smells very nice.
Although Jian Douluo had been leading the way without turning back, he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and the two people's little movements could not be hidden from his perception. Jian Douluo's mouth curled up slightly. The better these two little guys got along, the happier he was. He even had the idea of waiting for Ning Rongrong and Ye Zhiqiu to grow up and discuss with Ning Fengzhi to let Ye Zhiqiu marry into the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
If Ye Zhiqiu knew what was in Jian Douluo's mind now, he would probably throw Ning Rongrong out on the spot.
With his personality, it is impossible for him to marry into the wife's family, not in this life. He can only deceive Ning Rongrong and go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to reduce his negative emotions to barely maintain this kind of life.
Let's forget about marrying into the wife's family.
Jian Douluo and Ye Zhiqiu were traveling very fast, but it still took them nearly an hour to reach a small valley in the Soul Hunting Forest.
This is a small mountain in the center of the Soul Hunting Forest. The mountain is not high and the top can be seen at a glance. There is a large piece missing in the middle. Looking down from above, it looks like a waning moon falling into the earth, forming this valley.
The middle of the valley is densely packed with towering trees, much denser than outside the valley. Moreover, this place is very quiet and not even the roar of animals can be heard.
There are two possibilities for this situation. First, it is a desolate place. Second, it is the territory of a powerful soul beast that does not allow other soul beasts to approach.
A ten thousand year old soul beast is already enough to dominate a small place like the Soul Hunting Forest.