A hint of bitterness appeared on the Master's face, "Because my martial soul is a mutated one. Remember what I told you about martial soul mutations? San Pao is one. It's just that its mutation clearly went in a bad direction. When it first awakened, my spirit power was only at half a level. Otherwise, why would it be like this now? No matter how hard I try, my spirit power in this life can never break through level thirty, and I will ultimately only be able to research martial souls in theory."
Tang San fell silent for a moment and whispered, "I'm sorry, Teacher. I brought up your sad memories."
The Master shook his head self-deprecatingly, then went on to explain to them how Luo San Pao used its spirit skills, and incidentally, without any suspense, killed a few small spirit beasts that wanted to make them prey.
Finding a suitable spirit beast wasn't that easy.
As dusk fell, after another round of firing at a group of covetous small spirit beasts, Luo San Pao was so tired it flopped onto the ground without any dignity, sticking out its small tongue like a puppy, looking adorably goofy.
Tang Sui squatted down and petted Luo San Pao's slightly bulging head. Luo San Pao nudged its head back against Tang Sui.
The state of a martial soul often reflects the state of a spirit master.
Looking at his teacher, who was still standing tall but with more weariness on his face, Tang San felt a pang of discomfort and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, how much longer do we have to stay in this Spirit Hunting Forest?"
The Master added a piece of wood to the blazing campfire, "Finding suitable spirit rings and spirit beasts is not an easy task."
He looked up and met two pairs of anxious eyes, a wave of warmth washing over him. He reassured them, "I'm fine. Fortunately, with Sui Sui's assistance today, the spirit beasts that came looking for trouble were dealt with easily."
What was extreme support?
He had once thought that on the Douluo Continent, the support effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the pinnacle. But after experiencing Tang Sui's support today, he finally felt the vast difference between the two.
Ling Mian...
He had never heard of this martial soul's name. He was increasingly curious about who the mother of these siblings was, the wielder of another ultimate martial soul besides the continent's number one tool martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer!
Seeing Tang Sui yawn and look sleepy, the Master began to urge the siblings to rest, "Alright, it's late. You go to sleep first, I'll keep watch."
"Luo Luo!"
As soon as he spoke, the next second, Luo San Pao, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly flipped up like a carp, stomped its short legs, and let out a series of urgent cries.
"Sui Sui!"
The Master scooped Tang Sui up with one hand, grabbed Tang San with the other, and stared warily in the direction Luo San Pao was warning.
"First Spirit Skill, Spirit Infusion."
The Fox Face instantly appeared from the void, the deep purple thousand-year spirit ring lit up, and a black-red beam of light flew into the Master's body. Luo San Pao's weakness vanished, and its aura immediately became powerful.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle."
In the absolute silence, only the crackling of the campfire burning wood could be heard.
Under this slight noise, faint rustling sounds clearly reached Tang San's sensitive ears. Vaguely, the air seemed to carry a hint of a fishy smell, not strong, even with a faint sweetness and a scent of tea.
Tang San, so familiar with this scent that it was deeply etched into his soul, twitched his nose and blurted out, "Poisonous creature!"
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Sui thought, *Here it comes.* She stared intently in the direction of the system's warning, pointing there, and said, "Teacher, the spirit beast is in that direction!"
Finally found this stinky snake.
She was truly fed up with this forest.
Being fed to mosquitoes by day, and being startled by any disturbance at night.
Also, the forest at night was surprisingly cold. If she didn't return to a warm indoor space soon, she was afraid she would catch a cold.
"No rush, let's first confirm what spirit beast it is." The Master said calmly, and just in case, he applied both of his spirit rings to Luo San Pao, guarding against any eventuality.
The rustling sound stopped at this moment, as if it had retreated, or perhaps it had gone into hibernation.
Tang San circulated his Profound Heaven Skill to its limit with his Violet Mystical Eyes and looked in that direction. Vaguely, he seemed to see a dark green, triangular snake head rising from the bushes. Its huge, long body was coiled around a giant tree, and a pair of ruby-like snake eyes stared at them menacingly, as if evaluating the prey's combat strength.
---Aside---
Beep-- Your violent support mage is about to come online.
See you tomorrow~