Chapter 57 Crater
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After a day's journey, they had crossed one mountain peak after another.
Lei Yin's face was visibly exhausted, his lips were dry, and his steps faltered.
"Old man, how much longer? I'm going to die..." Yan Jin glanced at Lei Yin and shouted loudly.
Her voice was full of energy, not at all like she was tired.
"Almost there, just ahead."
"You've said that five or six times already..." Yan Jin pouted.
"You've asked five or six times, so I have to answer five or six times," Walter said with a smile in his eyes.
"It should be soon," Amon said, "not far ahead."
He could feel the fire element in the surrounding air becoming noticeably active, and abnormally so, almost comparable to a volcanic eruption in the Iron Heart Mountains.
As evening approached, the sun gradually sank, and night drew near.
But the place where Amon and the others were was still brightly lit.
They arrived at the top of a mountain peak, and below them was a fiery red lake.
It was the crater of an active volcano!
Thick lava flowed below, and the rising heat carried the pungent smell of sulfur.
"We're here, this is it," Walter said with a normal expression.
"Wow... this is much more exciting than that simulated training ground in the academy," Yan Jin whistled.
Amon covered his entire body with a layer of soul power membrane, and at the same time, the Worm of Time parasitizing Lei Yin protected Lei Yin in the same way.
Looking at Amon's materialized soul power, Walter showed a surprised expression, "This isn't an ordinary martial soul skill, is it?"
"Yeah, just an external soul bone," Amon replied with a light smile.
"It's completely fused, no wonder you dare to show it off so openly, otherwise even I would be tempted. You've had quite the opportunity!"
Walter exclaimed, and at the same time gave a warning glance to the Soul Emperor who had a greedy look on his face.
The accompanying Soul Emperor lowered his head, dispelling the small thoughts he shouldn't have had.
Walter led them down a stone staircase, coming to a natural platform close to the lava lake, where the edge of the platform was within reach of the magma.
The platform was natural, but the stone steps obviously weren't.
Walter said with a smile:
"This is a treasure land for fire-attribute soul masters that I discovered in my early years. Unlike ordinary volcanoes, the fire element here is denser and more active, and the environment is more extreme..."
"I didn't pay much attention to it before, until I took Yan Jin as my disciple, I remembered that I could make use of this... so I sent people to build such a staircase here."
Hearing his words, Yan Jin suddenly felt a little at a loss. Walter treated her almost too well.
The training ground was located deep in the Meteor Mountains, and the fire element was rich. Ordinary people might get burned if they got close. Building a staircase in such a dangerous place must have been a huge project.
"O... Old man, you... you..." she stammered, unable to say a complete sentence.
"Alright, no need to say more. Now, are you ready? I can't stay here with you for too long, and it's very dangerous here. You can't be left alone, so the training time is limited. You must raise your soul power to level 30 during this time."
Involved in cultivation, Walter became serious, changing his usual kindness, and said with a bit of sternness.
"I will work hard," Yan Jin nodded solemnly.
"Corea, the matter of the soul ring is up to you," Walter said to the Soul Emperor beside him.
"Yes," Corea nodded.
Regarding the choice of Yan Jin's third soul ring, Walter had already communicated with Amon, and the required soul beast was available in this area.
Yan Jin summoned her martial soul, and like testing the water temperature when taking a bath, she reached out and probed the temperature of the magma, and then "plop" jumped in.
Her swimming skills were actually not very good, but the density of the magma was very high, so there was no need to exert effort at all, and her body would naturally float.
Watching Yan Jin frolicking in the lava lake, even Walter, with his extensive knowledge, couldn't help but twitch his face and sighed:
"What a terrifying martial soul."
...
Beidi Advanced Soul Master Academy.
Romier lay on the lawn as usual, watching the lake.
The light was dim, and the lake appeared even more profound.
The black swan family had already returned to their nest. Feeling the cool evening breeze, he spat out a blade of grass he was holding in his mouth and prepared to return to the dormitory.
A beautiful woman with charming eyebrows walked over, and a silver bell-like voice rang out:
"Good evening, Romier."
"Huh? What are you doing here? Ilya, I should have clearly refused. If you're feeling lonely at night and want a man, I recommend you go to the duck house on South Street, they will definitely serve you comfortably."
Whether it was his words, actions, or expressions, Romier always gave people the urge to beat him up.
Ilya's smile froze, but quickly recovered:
"If you didn't have this mouth, maybe you would have friends... It's better to be polite to future teammates."
"Teammates? What do you mean?" Romier frowned.
"The literal meaning... I promised Amon that I would help some members of the team obtain soul rings. You should have already decided on your fourth soul ring."
"My cousin happens to be hunting for a soul ring recently, if there are no problems, get ready," she said with a smile.
Romier's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief:
"You would actually give up your hard-earned team?"
"You should have personally experienced Amon's strength," she replied in a low voice.
Romier scratched his chin, and the sense of wanting to beat him up weakened a lot:
"Okay, I admit you are indeed very decisive, I need a Carbon Slime."
"Can you tell me about it? What is a Carbon Slime?" she had never heard of this kind of soul beast before and was a little curious.
Romier described the characteristics of the Carbon Slime.
She nodded, "I will have someone pay attention to it for you."
...
Beidi City, City Lord's Mansion entrance.
A young guard on duty lowered his hand from his right eye socket, and casually asked his colleague next to him:
"It seems that the mansion has been a lot quieter recently, and fewer people are coming to visit."
A slightly older guard replied:
"Oh, that's right, it is said that the City Lord has entered closed-door cultivation, and now the city's affairs are decided by the City Guard Captain, the Tax Collector, and the Steward."
"Is that so?" The young guard pondered.
Amon's main body withdrew from cultivation, feeling the speed of the soul power circulating in his body, the flow rate was constantly decreasing, and gradually tending to a normal level.
Looking at the small box of medicine sent by Yan Jin, he muttered to himself in a low voice:
"It's a pity, there's only so little, I wonder if I can exchange some more from Walter... but it seems there's nothing I can offer as a bargaining chip for now."
He began to interact with the clones he could contact to understand what happened during the cultivation period.
"Heh, interesting... the City Lord actually went into closed-door cultivation at this time."
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