Chapter 94 Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring
Outside the Demonic Forest,

A large number of trees had fallen down, and a strange and bizarre soul beast was lying in the middle of the broken trees.

This soul beast looks like a red balloon with four tentacles. There is a red eye in the middle of the tentacle. The diameter is more than one meter, which is the main body of the balloon.

There are clusters of brown spots around the red eyes, and two of the four tentacles are blue and two are khaki.

This peculiar soul beast is none other than the Evil Eye clan, a spiritual soul beast unique to the Demon Forest. Judging from the color of its tentacles, this Evil Eye has the attributes of spirit, water, and earth.

In addition to the spiritual attributes that they must possess, the Evil Eye Clan may also possess other attributes, making them a panacea soul beast.

But for the Evil Eye Clan, the fewer innate attributes they have, the stronger their talent.

Grayish-yellow liquid flowed out from the claw marks on the evil eye's eyeball. This ten-thousand-year-old evil eye with average talent was obviously dead at this moment.

Next to his body, a circle of black soul rings was floating up and down. In the center of the soul ring, Wang Lin, with blood-red lines on his right arm, was holding his breath and concentrating on absorbing the soul ring.

The intricate patterns on the black soul ring gradually faded, and Long Xiaoyao, who was not far away, had already understood this.

Most of the attention was focused on Wu Yun, who was covered in a black robe not far away. Three days had passed since he left Risheng City and successfully hunted the soul.

Old Black Dragon spent three days but still couldn't figure out how his apprentice convinced a madman and calmed him down.

He didn't think that Wang Lin's theory convinced Wu Yun. An evil soul master like Wu Yun, who had been tortured to insanity, could not be sobered up by just a few words.

Soon, the patterns on the black soul ring disappeared completely, and the dark soul ring suddenly sank into Wang Lin's body. Wang Lin's aura suddenly condensed.

He opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he exhaled lightly.

brush!
Four rays of yellow, purple and black came out of his body and surrounded Wang Lin. A hint of joy appeared on his face.

From today on, he is a genuine Soul Sect master, and more importantly.
The storage soul guide on Wang Lin's body flashed, and a small ball similar to that made of rubber fell into his right hand. The small ball was constantly squeezed and deformed in Wang Lin's hand, but it never exploded.

With the increase in mental power brought by a spirit ring of twelve thousand, Wang Lin can now perfectly control the power of his right hand.

Now he finally doesn't have to worry about squeezing his second brother to death when he goes to the toilet.

"How do you feel, Xiaolinzi?"

Seeing Wang Lin wake up, Long Xiaoyao came over. Wang Lin came back to his senses and gestured with his right hand.

"I'm fine, Master. Don't worry about losing control of your power anymore. Go back!"

Wang Lin stood up. This time when he returned, he would study his physical condition carefully. In short, there were a lot of things to do and he would be very busy in the next period of time.

"Then go back."

Long Xiaoyao nodded without asking any more questions. Wu Yun beside him remained silent and just nodded.

The evil-eye corpse on the ground had been checked in advance and found to have no soul bones. The three of them flew all the way to Mingdu without stopping.

The three of them were moving very fast. Wang Lin, who had the worst cultivation, was led by Long Xiaoyao. The Demon Forest was not far from Mingdu.

It took less than two hours for the three of them to return to Mingdu.

Standing under the tall buildings on the streets of Mingdu, Wang Lin missed this city inexplicably even though he had only been away for less than three months.

As for Xingluo City, where he had lived for twelve years, he didn't miss it too much. Perhaps it was because there was no one he cared about in Xingluo City anymore. "Let's go home."

Although he had always lived in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Wang Lin would go back to the courtyard once every seven days, so he was already familiar with the route.

After passing through the winding road and approaching the alley where the courtyard was located, Wang Lin saw a little bald head and several other little kids squatting at the gate of his courtyard.

They gathered together, not knowing what they were doing.

The little bald guy and the little kid Wang Lin both know each other

As if he noticed Wang Lin coming back, Wang Lin and the other two walked into the alley. When the little bald guy saw Wang Lin, he turned around and ran back to his own yard as if he saw a ghost.

But how could Wang Lin let him have his wish? His invisible mental power directly wrapped around the little bald head. The little bald head floated up, and his two short legs kept swaying, but he didn't move at all.

The other little kids immediately scattered, and Wang Lin strode up to the little bald head and stretched out his hand to him.

The little bald guy reluctantly reached out his hand to Wang Lin, and peeled pine nuts appeared out of thin air and fell into Wang Lin's hands.

Until the little bald head's face turned red, the pine nuts in Wang Lin's palm piled up into a small hill, and no more pine nuts fell.

Only then did Wang Lin put the little bald head down, pinched a handful of pine nuts, and rubbed the little bald head with his other hand.

He habitually injected a bit of soul power into the little bald head's body to nourish his meridians, but when he thought of his current situation, he withdrew his hand and let go of the little bald head.

The little bald man ran back to his yard without looking back.

Wang Lin watched the little bald head leave with a smile on his face, and picked up a pine nut and put it into his mouth.

Long Xiaoyao was accustomed to this scene. He shook his head and pushed open the yard door.

Wang Lin also turned around and looked at Wu Yun at this time. He gave half of the pine nuts and stuffed them into Wu Yun's hand, then spoke to himself.

"Eat it, it tastes good."

The little bald boy's name was Wang Songguo. As a neighbor's child, Wang Lin didn't come back often, but one time Wang Lin came back with pancakes and was seen by Wang Songguo.

The child was greedy, and Wang Lin asked him about his name and martial soul with a pancake. He learned that Wang Songguo's martial soul was pine nuts.

The young and ignorant Wang Songguo was tricked by Wang Lin into exchanging pine nuts for pancakes. He never imagined that a pancake would result in almost a year of ruthless exploitation by Wang Lin.

Later, every time Wang Lin caught him, Wang Songguo would contribute a handful of pine nuts for free.

Well, Wang Lin is not a bad person. He would occasionally exchange candies, but every time he would help Wang Songguo nourish his meridians.

Just as Wang Lin was about to walk into the yard, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of Wang Songguo's house. The man's back was a little hunched and his right leg was obviously lame.

The man held Wang Songguo's hand, who looked reluctant, and shouted, "Ah Lin, why haven't you come back for so long?"

"Uncle Wang, soul hunting has delayed our time." Wang Lin said with a smile when he saw the middle-aged man. The man was Wang Songguo's father, named Wang Dawei. He was a retired veteran of the Sun-Moon Empire and a second-level soul instructor.

Once, Wang Lin "robbed" Wang Songguo and was seen by Wang Dawei. However, Wang Dawei did not hold it against Wang Lin. Instead, he asked his son to get along well with Wang Lin.

Of course, Wang Lin’s behavior was not excessive. He was just teasing the child. Moreover, Wang Lin was wearing the school uniform of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy at that time.

(End of this chapter)