My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Having just returned from a thorough cleaning of the second-floor cafeteria, everyone wore expressions of satisfaction.

Wang Sheng followed behind Su Yun, picking his teeth in a completely unladylike manner while patting his round belly; his sycophantic behavior was simply natural.

"Hiccup—Godfather, I still have to follow you. That braised pork, tsk tsk, I've never tasted anything so delicious in my life."

Wang Sheng looked on with a wistful expression, then seemed to remember something, his tone carrying a hint of envy and confusion.

"Speaking of which, Godfather, Sister Xiaowu, and Xiaosan, you all have innate full soul power. It's been several days since school started, so your soul power should have reached the level ten bottleneck long ago, right?"

As he spoke, he kicked a pebble off the side of the road.

"I see those upperclassmen, once they reach level ten, they're practically ready to sprout wings and fly into the Soul Hunter Forest. How come you guys are all acting like nothing's wrong? Especially you, Godfather, you're too composed."

Su Yun slowly pushed up his sunglasses, put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely.

"Wang Sheng, this is because you have a narrow perspective."

"As an elegant Soul Master, we should give Soul Beasts some time to fatten themselves up, clean themselves up, and then come to us on their own. This is called relaxation."

"A Soul Master who doesn't understand the feeling of relaxation is destined to only be a wage earner."

Upon hearing the words "fattening up" and "delivered to your door," Xiao Wu, who had been hopping and skipping on the curb, suddenly froze and stopped moving.

Xiao Wu shrank her neck, hugged her shoulders, and looked at Su Yun with the eyes of someone looking at a big bad wolf.

"Su Yun, even spirit beasts have dignity, okay? How could they just offer themselves up like that..."

She sniffed, muttered a protest under her breath, and the rabbit ear decorations on her head drooped listlessly.

"Soul beasts will never be slaves..."

Tang San smiled helplessly, but nodded and said seriously.

"Brother Su is right, it is indeed dangerous if we are not well prepared. I recently took on a batch of work at the blacksmith's shop, so I'll prepare some self-defense tools first. Sharpening your axe won't delay your work."

Just then, Su Yun's tactical headset, which was hanging on his ear, vibrated slightly.

Lei Zhan's voice, tinged with excitement, reached Su Yun's ears:

"001, we've made an interesting discovery. The physics team just compared the storage ring you sent back with your teleportation spirit and found that their energy fluctuation frequencies partially overlap."

Su Yun's heart skipped a beat: "What does this mean?"

"Based on our speculation, this specific frequency is very likely the characteristic waveband of the spatial attribute at the energy level of your world. The storage ring is a folding space, and your martial soul is a space-connecting one; the two are interconnected at the underlying logic level."

"If you go to hunt soul beasts, we might be able to help you filter out soul beasts that match this specific frequency."

"And the spirit rings and spirit skills you acquire might be more suitable for you."

Su Yun abruptly stopped, her eyes behind her sunglasses lighting up instantly.

The feeling of relaxation that I was just talking about was instantly forgotten.

Su Yun immediately waved his hand.

"There's no time like the present! Hey, stop forging those scrap metal pieces, nothing beats getting stronger! Let's go now!"

Tang San paused for a moment, then blinked.

"Brother Su, didn't you just say... we need to give the soul beast some time? To allow it to relax?"

"Relaxation is for better tightening."

Su Yun remained expressionless and even straightened his collar.

"Plans can't keep up with changes, just as I always say—hesitation leads to defeat, decisiveness leads to failure... No, decisiveness is the key!"

Seeing Su Yun's rapid change of expression, Tang San could only nod with a wry smile: "Alright, I'll go prepare."

Upon hearing that they were going out, Xiao Wu, who had been lazily following behind, rolled her eyes and let out a big yawn.

"Ah... Going to the Soul Hunter Forest? I'm not going. I've been too tired from training lately, I need to catch up on sleep in my dorm. You guys go ahead, remember to bring me back some carrot-flavored souvenirs~"

Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu with a hint of helplessness, then turned to Su Yun: "Brother Su, shall we leave now?"

"Don't do this, Godfather!"

Wang Sheng quickly stopped him, "The Soul Hunter Forest is far from here, and it's definitely too late to set off today. Besides, it's a mixed bag there, and it's too dangerous for just the two of you to go. I suggest you go to the Soul Hunter Market in the city and hire a reliable team of bodyguards, and set off early tomorrow morning to be on the safe side."

Su Yun nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense. When you're out in the game, appearances and safety are both important. Xiao San, go back and pack your provisions and equipment. I'm going to the market to find some men."

……

Nottingham City's Soul Hunting Market is a gathering place for freelance Soul Masters and mercenaries.

To take a shortcut, Su Yun turned into a quiet alley.

They had only taken a few steps when their path was blocked by four brightly colored figures.

The appearance of those four people would be quite shocking even on Earth.

The leader had spiky red hair, styled with hair gel so that each strand stood up.

He was wearing a tight red leather jacket that looked like it was about to burst, his trousers rolled up to his calves, and a pair of shiny black loafers.

Behind him were yellow-haired, green-haired, and blue-haired men.

The moment the four of them stood there, it felt like a traffic light had suddenly appeared in the alley.

Although their appearance was extremely unconventional, the fluctuations in their soul power indicated that they were at least level 25 or higher Great Soul Masters.

The red-haired leader tilted his head, shaking his leg as he played with the flame in his hand, glancing sideways at Su Yun, his tone revealing the world-weariness of a seasoned veteran:

"Hey, handsome. You look all dressed up, want to borrow a couple of bucks? Need some emergency money, got it?"

Su Yun didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

goo—

Just as tensions were about to rise, a thunderous roar came from inside Red Hair's stomach.

Immediately afterwards, the stomachs of the three henchmen behind him also rumbled loudly in unison.

Red Hair's face stiffened, but he forced a smile and roared:

"What are you looking at! This is... this is my soul power in operation!"

Su Yun took off her sunglasses, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Su Yun slowly and deliberately took out a heavy bag of gold soul coins from his pocket and weighed it in his hand.

wow-

wow-

The crisp sound of gold coins clinking together was particularly pleasant in the quiet alley.

Su Yun looked at the red-haired man's eyes, which were fixed on the money bag, and spoke calmly.

"Come with me to the Soul Hunter Forest tomorrow and work as my bodyguard for a few days."

He held up one finger.

"Here are ten gold soul coins for you."

Red Hair struggled to tear his gaze away from the money pouch, disdainfully pulled up his waistband, turned his head to the side, and snorted.

"Don't waste your breath. I, Red Hair, am a prominent figure in this area. I won't sell my freedom and become someone else's dog for your ten gold soul coins."

Su Yun remained expressionless and added one finger: "Twenty."

Red Hair raised his head, his face full of arrogance, as if he had been greatly insulted:

"Give me a break! My brothers and I have sworn an oath of brotherhood by beheading chickens! We've gone hungry together, we've danced the flowery hand gesture together, we're as close as brothers!"

Su Yun: "Fifty."

Red Hair thumped his chest loudly, his voice booming, "When you're in the game, you have to know what loyalty is!"

Su Yun: "Eighty?"

Red Hair, his eyes red with anguish, questioned, "If it were you, would you sell your freedom for such a small amount of money?"

Su Yun sighed, grabbed a handful of glittering gold soul coins from the bag, and held them up in front of Red Hair.

The brilliance of the gold coins reflecting the sunlight almost blinded the four men's titanium alloy eyes.

"One hundred gold soul coins."

Su Yun's voice was cold and ruthless:

"I can't ask for any more. You four usually only manage to steal a few copper coins from elementary school students. Agree now, or I'll deduct from your payout."

Red Hair stared at the golden light, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

But he gritted his teeth and struck an extremely dashing pose.

"Don't be silly! I, Red Hair—stand tall and proud!!"