Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

Noting Junior Soul Master Academy, Teaching Office.

"Hello, Director Su." Tang Yin walked into the teaching office and greeted the elderly teacher.

"Tang Yin? Why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Director Su was quite impressed by Tang Yin. Even if he is the Wasted Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, he is still full of innate soul power, right?

"Director Su, there is indeed something wrong. I would like to ask for your help." Tang Yin said without being humble or overbearing.

"Oh?" Director Su put down what he was doing and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter? Just tell me."

Hearing this, Tang Yin said: "I want to get the first soul ring."

"What? Do you want to get the first soul ring now?" Director Su stood up in shock, then thought about Tang Yin's innate soul power, and held back the words that came to his lips.

"Um, Tang Yin, the school year has just started, and the teachers in the college are all dealing with the enrollment of new students. They will definitely not be able to take you to the Soul Hunting Forest." Director Su was a little confused.

"It's okay, Su..." Tang Yin was about to explain when he heard the master's voice.

'Director Su, please arrange for a work-study student to clean the area on the east side of the dormitory. "The master walked slowly into the teaching office with his hands behind his back, looking like a scholar.

Hearing this, Director Su looked a little confused, but he still said in a good voice: "Master, this is against the rules. It is the dean's rule that one dormitory is responsible for one area..."

The master looked a little displeased when he heard Director Su's rebuttal, "As for the dean, you just have to make arrangements."

After saying that, he caught a glimpse of Tang Yin standing in the teaching office and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The master thought to himself: "This kid's talent is quite good, but it's a pity that he is too arrogant. Otherwise, with my theoretical guidance, he will definitely be the next titled Douluo to become famous in the mainland."

Director Su had a headache, but he couldn't refute. After all, the master was a friend of the dean, and he really had no power to interfere with what the other party wanted to do.

Glancing at Tang Yin standing beside him, Director Su suddenly thought of a good idea. He coughed lightly and said to the master: "Master, since you have obtained the soul ring for your disciple Tang San, why not bring Tang Yin with you?" Up? He happens to be going to get the soul ring today."

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows, naturally understanding what Director Su meant, but he was too young now and could not enter the Soul Hunting Forest by himself.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin spoke decisively, without giving the master a chance to refuse, "Master, I underestimated you before, and I apologize to you here."

After speaking, Tang Yin bowed to the master.

The master nodded, feeling a little proud in his heart: "Boy, don't you have to ask me to take you to get the soul ring? But after all, you are a seedling with innate soul power. If this soul hunting trip can make this kid worship me, Under the disciples, then I will definitely stand at the top of mainland theory in the future!"

He coughed lightly and said, "Tang Yin, I forgive you. Seeing that you are still a child and a bit rebellious, I won't care so much."

"In half an hour, you come to the door and wait for me. I will take you and Mistress to the Soul Hunting Forest to get the first soul ring."

After saying that, the master put his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of the teaching office.

The master left. Director Su sighed, looked at Tang Yin and said: "I know you are dissatisfied, but now we really can't spare any extra teachers. Although the master's strength is not average, his "theory" is indeed true in some aspects." It’s top notch.”

Seeing that Tang Yin didn't speak, Director Su thought for a moment and said, "If this soul hunting doesn't go well, I will arrange for another teacher to go when you come back."

Hearing this, Tang Yin nodded, indicating that he understood, then saluted Director Su and left the teaching office.

Half an hour later, Tang Yin was carrying a small backpack, which contained a small kettle, about two or three liters, and some dry food, which he had saved up to buy after cleaning.

Although he had never cleaned up once, in the dormitory, except for Xiao Wu, no one could beat him. Of course, he did not rule out deliberately giving way to Xiao Wu. After all, you can't use other people's special skills in front of others, right?

"Teacher, I've taken care of it, eh? Why are you here?" Tang San happily ran towards the master, only to find that Tang Yin was also there.

The master coughed lightly and said, "Xiaosan, your brother also wants to obtain the first soul ring. It just so happens that we go buy the things we need to prepare. I will also teach you about soul beasts on the way."

"Okay, teacher." Tang San nodded, turned to look at Tang Yin, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why are you here too?"

Tang Yin said calmly: "You, the younger brother, are going to get the soul ring. How can I, the older brother, fall behind?"

Hearing this, Tang San's little face was startled, and he thought to himself: "It's exactly what I thought. Brother, he is definitely not from this world. He is too precocious."

The master walked in front, thinking that he would convince Tang Yin with his theory soon, so that he would have two disciples with twin martial souls!

"Teacher, where are we going to hunt for souls?" After walking out of the academy, Tang San remembered to ask.

The master said: "We are going to the Soul Hunting Forest four hundred miles east of Notting City. That is where the empire keeps soul beasts in captivity. We are going there."

After a while, Tang Yin looked at the vendors in the city curiously. After all, this was different from the technological era in the previous life. Now this was still the era of the feudal dynasty.

"Teacher, what are we doing?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

The master just talked about the Soul Hunting Forest four hundred miles east of Notting City. Why are you wandering around the city now?

The master said: "We are going to prepare the things needed to hunt the soul beast."

"Oh, that's it." Tang San nodded.

Not long after, as the sun gradually rose, there were more and more pedestrians in the city, which made Tang Yin feel the smoke of fireworks that he had not seen for a long time.

After all, when I was in Holy Soul Village, I was very poor, but I had never been to a market. I just went door to door to exchange things.

After a while, the master took three skin bags specially used to hold water, as well as some meat, fruits, noodles, and a large basket of white radishes, a total of twenty kilograms!

"Teacher, why are we buying these white radishes?" Tang San asked aloud, holding a large basket of white radishes pretending to be struggling.

Although twenty kilograms is not heavy, it is not light either. Tang Yin could tell that Tang San was just faking it. He practiced Xuantian Gong and had various Tang sect secrets. How could a mere twenty kilograms of white radish make you so tired?

The master first looked at Tang San, then at Tang Yin, with a bitter smile: "Xiao San, you will know when you get to the Soul Hunting Forest."

After that, the master hired a carriage in the city and checked before getting on to make sure nothing was left behind. Then, the three of them sat in the carriage and headed towards the Soul Hunting Forest.

On the way to the Soul Hunting Forest, even though the road was a bit bumpy, the novelty made Tang Yin and Tang San feel a little excited. Without them, one of them had never been in a carriage in their previous life, and the other was that they had never experienced the scenery of the feudal dynasty in their previous life.

"Xiao San, this is for you." The master's faint voice reached Tang San's ears, and at some point, there was a belt in his hand.

"Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night." Tang Yin glanced at it and thought to himself.

Next, just like the original work, the master handed the belt to Tang San, who named it "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night".