This day, Xu Yang had just come out of the Library Pavilion when he ran into his Teacher, Ning Fengzhi. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a resolute, square face and a burly figure. The muscles on his bare arms were like granite, and he exuded an aura that made him look unapproachable.
As soon as this man approached, Xu Yang felt a wave of heat wash over him, clearly indicating that he was a top-tier Fire-attribute Soul Master.
"Yang'er, this is Ning Haiyan, Spirit is the Blazing Flame Blade, a level 76 Assault-type Battle Soul Saint. From now on, he will be responsible for guiding you and helping you hunt Soul Beasts. If you have any needs, you can tell him. If he can't do it, you can come to me!"
Ning Fengzhi glanced at Xu Yang with satisfaction before turning to point at the middle-aged man behind him, introducing him.
"Ning Haiyan greets Young Master!" Ning Haiyan stepped forward at the appropriate time and said.
"Uncle Ning, I'll be troubling you from now on!"
Xu Yang bowed slightly, speaking humbly and respectfully. This was a Soul Saint, after all. Even though his Teacher was the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was just a nobody who wasn't even a Soul Master. The respect he should show, he absolutely would.
He didn't dare to hope that the Sword and Bone Titled Douluos would help him hunt Soul Beasts. As the only two Titled Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one was responsible for guarding the sect, and the other was responsible for protecting Ning Fengzhi and Madam Ning's safety. Plus, they had to cultivate themselves, so they didn't have much time at all.
And Ning Fengzhi himself had to manage the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with so many affairs every day that he couldn't keep up. It was impossible for him to help others hunt Soul Beasts.
Xu Yang was already very satisfied to have a Soul Saint helping him.
"Haiyan, I'll trouble you to take Yang'er to the Sunset Forest to help him obtain his first Soul Ring."
"Sect Leader, rest assured, this subordinate will certainly live up to your trust!" Ning Haiyan cupped his fist and said seriously.
After speaking, Ning Haiyan left the Library Pavilion with Xu Yang with a serious face and set off for the Sunset Forest.
Ning Fengzhi was very relieved about Ning Haiyan. It was not difficult to guess from his surname that he was a member of the main family. His loyalty and strength were sufficient, and he had been specially selected for Xu Yang.
Seven Treasure City was near Heaven Dou City, not far from the Sunset Forest.
The Sunset Forest was one of the three major Soul Beast gathering places on the entire Douluo Continent. Although the quality and quantity of Soul Beasts were not as good as the other two major gathering places, it was enough for most Soul Masters. Most of the sect disciples' Soul Rings were basically hunted there.
Not to mention, there was also a top-notch treasure land like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well inside.
Walking in the forest, Ning Haiyan taught Xu Yang knowledge about Soul Beast hunting as they walked, including how to repel insects, avoid Soul Beasts, how to judge whether the area they were in was dangerous, which plants were poisonous, and where to find antidotes.
It could be said that he covered everything in detail.
Xu Yang also listened very carefully, occasionally asking questions that he might encounter, and Ning Haiyan answered them one by one.
It had to be said that Ning Haiyan's experience was very rich. Many of the things he taught were not learned from books, which benefited Xu Yang a lot. These were all skills to survive in the Douluo Continent in the future, so he couldn't be careless.
"By the way, Young Master, what is your choice for your first Soul Ring..."
"It's a Golden-Edged Sun Flower with seven to eight hundred years of cultivation."
Speaking of Sun Flowers, Xu Yang had to admire the foundation of a large sect. The orphanage's collection of books only briefly introduced the age and characteristics of Sun Flowers, but in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's collection, various situations of Sun Flowers were recorded in detail.
Among them was the ranking of Sun Flowers. Sun Flowers were divided into Golden-Edged, Silver-Edged, and those without gold or silver patterns. Among them, the bloodline of the Golden-Edged Sun Flower had even reached the level of a high-level Soul Beast, and the passive blessing and Soul Skill effects it could bring were ten times stronger than ordinary Soul Beasts.
With such a big difference, Xu Yang's choice was definitely only the Golden-Edged Sun Flower.
Ning Haiyan didn't speak, but silently took out a map from his Storage Soul Tool. Although he had some doubts about the age that Xu Yang had chosen, he didn't ask much when he thought of Ning Fengzhi's instructions. He believed that when the time came, the Sect Leader would inform him.
The map showed the distribution of Soul Beasts in the entire Sunset Forest. Because the strength of the Soul Beasts in the Sunset Forest was relatively weak, large sects like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had already completed the exploration of the forest. The specific area where each Soul Beast lived was recorded on it, so they didn't have to be like civilian Soul Masters who were completely in the dark and could only explore little by little.
And plant-type Soul Beasts like Sun Flowers had difficulty moving their positions, so once they were marked, they basically couldn't escape.
"This way!"
Ning Haiyan called out and changed direction, heading deeper into the left front.
Xu Yang quickly followed.
With Ning Haiyan here, he wasn't worried about safety. He sized up the various Soul Beasts they encountered along the way. He had never seen such novel creatures in his two lifetimes, so he was naturally very curious.
He saw all sorts of Wind Baboons, Soft Bone Rabbits, Mottled Cats, Solitary Bamboos, Netherworld Wolves, Azure Wolves... Due to the terrifying aura emanating from Ning Haiyan, these Soul Beasts didn't even dare to approach and ran away in advance.
"Uncle Ning, that Wind Baboon's fur looks like it's five centimeters long, so it should have about thirty years of cultivation, right?!"
"It doesn't have thirty years of cultivation, but fifty years of cultivation. It's true that you can judge the cultivation of a Wind Baboon based on the length of its fur, but you can't rely entirely on visual observation!"
As he spoke, Ning Haiyan turned his right hand into a palm blade and waved it forcefully forward. A Blazing Flame Blade aura instantly passed through the Wind Baboon's body, splitting it in two. No blood flowed from the wound, as it was all evaporated by the high temperature.
A white Soul Ring condensed and floated above the corpse.
Ning Haiyan controlled it very precisely, only splitting the Wind Baboon in two and evaporating the blood. The other organs and tissues were not damaged in the slightest, and even the long fur was not damaged at all.
Ning Haiyan pulled Xu Yang to the front of the Wind Baboon and pointed to the corpse on the ground, saying, "Take a look, is this Wind Baboon's fur still five centimeters..."
Hearing this, Xu Yang squatted down and parted the Wind Baboon's fur, discovering that besides the exposed fur on top, there was also a dense layer of fluff underneath. This layer of fluff was at least two centimeters thick, so the Wind Baboon's fur was at least seven centimeters long.
This confirmed that this Wind Baboon's cultivation was indeed fifty years.
"Some Soul Beasts have obvious characteristics that are completely exposed, and you can judge their age based on those characteristics. But some Soul Beasts, like this Wind Baboon, have dense and abundant fur, and their characteristics are somewhat deceptive, so it's difficult to judge with the naked eye."
Ning Haiyan shared his experience with Xu Yang.
"Then what's the best way to judge?! If you make a wrong judgment when hunting Soul Beasts, people will die!"
Xu Yang asked doubtfully. He also knew one method, which was to judge by the color of the Soul Power. A ten-year Soul Beast's Soul Power is white, a hundred-year is yellow, a thousand-year is purple, a ten-thousand-year is black, and a hundred-thousand-year is red.