With the confused "???" from both master and disciple directed at her, Tang Sui's moon-shaped eyes curved happily as she softly asked, "Teacher, brother, why aren't you praising me?"
Facing Tang Sui's sparkling gaze, the Master paused for a second before managing to utter, "Very good."
Tang Sui: (*^▽^*)
The master and his two disciples passed through the steel fence, officially entering the depths of the forest. The clamor of the city seemed to have vanished, and the air finally felt as fresh and natural as Tang San had imagined.
Upon entering the forest, the Master didn't rush forward. Instead, he released his grip, allowing the siblings to observe this novel world. He himself was also surveying their surroundings, identifying plants and any traces that might have been left by soul beasts.
A cool breeze swept through the branches, and the gentle sunlight was gradually obscured by the lush vegetation. The three of them became increasingly quiet and cautious.
Tang Sui and Tang San were not truly naive children. They understood the principle that the more tranquil and secluded a place was, the more danger it harbored.
As they walked, Tang San seemed to suddenly recall something. He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, those six individuals you mentioned earlier who were respected by the Spirit Hall and had their tokens inscribed, what were their soul master titles? Were they Spirit Sages? Douluos? Or Titled Douluos?"
Tang Sui also turned her head, staring, silently uttering the words "Titled Douluo" in her mind.
The Master cast a deep look at Tang San and Tang Sui, his voice carrying a hint of subtlety, "They were Titled Douluos. And they were the six most powerful Titled Douluos."
"Most powerful?"
A spark of excitement flashed in Tang San's eyes, while Tang Sui remained calm.
Although she knew of the existence and the individuals of Titled Douluo, ever since she had met her unkempt, vagrant father, her perception of Titled Douluo had shattered to a point that even 520 glue couldn't fix.
The Master sighed deeply and explained, "Although they are all at level ninety-something, the strength resulting from different spirit rings and different spirit souls can vary immensely. These six Titled Douluos were undoubtedly the strongest among the strong. Even if other soul masters reached level ninety or above and entered the domain of Titled Douluo, they could not shake their positions. However, all of this is still too far off for you now."
"Alright, from now on, do not leave my side for even a step. Sui Sui, be alert. If anything is wrong, I will call you. We are about to enter the inner part of the forest."
"Yes, Teacher."
The two of them responded with serious little faces.
The Master nodded subtly, brought his hands together in front of his chest, and then swiftly separated them downwards, a low shout escaping him, "Come out, Luo Sanpao."
With a "poof," a stream of pale purple spirit energy separated from the Master's palms. The next second, a strange creature appeared before the two of them, it was the Master's spirit soul – Luo Sanpao.
As soon as Luo Sanpao appeared, it ran towards the Master, rubbing its large head against the Master's leg. Simultaneously, two halos rose beneath the Master's feet, floating around him.
They were two yellow spirit rings, from hundred-year-old soul beasts.
"Xiao San, Sui Sui, this is my spirit soul. You can call it Luo Sanpao, or just Sanpao."
As a spirit soul, it should have been inanimate, but Luo Sanpao seemed to understand the Master's words. Its large eyes looked towards Tang San and Tang Sui, and there was a hint of subservience in its gaze.
"Teacher, this is your spirit soul?" Tang San looked at Luo Sanpao in astonishment, his eyes filled with surprise. "But, isn't the manifestation of a beast spirit soul through possession? Why is it an independent entity?"