Surprised Yan Shaozhe

With the person in hand, Jiang Wu used his Third Soul Skill, Instant Beast Flash, to return to the ground. He lowered his head and glanced at the spoils in his grasp.

It was a girl dressed in red, with fiery red hair to match.

Jiang Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He had not been completely certain he could knock Ma Xiaotao unconscious.

He had managed to knock Ma Xiaotao out partly because he had been lucky, and partly because her physical constitution was not particularly strong.

And then there was the fact that his Golden Dragon King power was nothing to scoff at.

Jiang Wu released his Golden Dragon Body and returned to his original form.

Having watched the whole thing, Gu Yue was now completely certain that Jiang Wu was the Golden Dragon King reincarnated.

The Golden Dragon King had probably been surrounded and attacked, forcing him to send a fragment of his soul into reincarnation. Otherwise, there was no explaining how Jiang Wu possessed the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

Wang Dong'er stared in shock. "S-so amazing! Xiao Wu, what was that you just used?"

From Jiang Wu's transformation just now, she judged that his Second Martial Soul was a top-tier dragon-type Martial Soul.

Jiang Wu thought for a moment before answering, "How should I put it? I do have a Second Martial Soul, but for some reason I can't make it appear."

Wang Dong'er's eyes widened, her pink-and-blue pupils filled with shock. Her mouth opened and closed, then closed and opened again. It took her quite a while to squeeze out a complete sentence. "A Second Martial Soul? Since when have you had a Second Martial Soul? We've known each other for five years. How come I didn't know?"

Jiang Wu had told her about his Dragon Transformation, but not the specific reason for it. As time passed, she had gradually accepted it without realizing it.

Jiang Wu set the red-clad woman he was carrying on the ground and dusted off his hands. "I only found out on the day of my awakening. When the deacon said my Martial Soul was a Soft Bone Rabbit, there was another power in my body. I didn't know what it was then, but I slowly figured it out later."

"Slowly figured it out?" Wang Dong'er's voice rose. "You spent five years figuring it out and never told me?"

"You never asked."

"I-" Wang Dong'er choked on her words. She pointed at his nose and jabbed her finger twice, too angry to speak. Finally, she stamped her foot. "Then that golden, dragon-scale-looking stuff just now was your Second Martial Soul?"

"Yeah, a dragon-type Martial Soul. I don't know exactly what kind it is either." Jiang Wu's expression did not change. "Anyway, it's pretty good in a fight."

Gu Yuena listened from the side, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly.

He doesn't know what kind?

You're an inheritor of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, and you're playing dumb with me. You're doing a pretty convincing job of it, too.

But she did not expose him. She merely stood to the side with her arms folded, her long silver hair fluttering gently in the lake breeze, looking as though it had nothing to do with her.

Only now did Huo Yutong finally recover from her shock.

The intense heat had frightened her so badly that her legs had gone a little weak. When Jiang Wu rushed out, her heart had leaped into her throat. Only when the red-clad girl had gone limp after a chop to the back of her neck did she let out the breath she had been holding.

"Jiang Wu, that... that golden Soul Ring you had was a different color from ordinary Soul Rings." Huo Yutong stepped forward, looking at him with shining eyes, her voice full of admiration. "I've never heard of a golden Soul Ring before. And those scales that grew on you looked so hard. When the heat from that senior in red washed over me, my face hurt, but you charged right in and were completely fine."

She grew a little excited as she spoke, her voice louder than usual. "And your Teleportation! You vanished in an instant, and when you appeared again, you were already behind that senior. She didn't even have time to react. Jiang Wu, you're incredible!"

Jiang Wu was a little embarrassed by her flood of praise and scratched the back of his head. "I'm all right. Mostly, she charged in too fast and didn't watch her back."

"That was still amazing!" Huo Yutong shook her head earnestly. "I couldn't even react when she charged over, but you managed to get behind her. If only I had half your ability."

Wang Dong'er had still been glaring at Jiang Wu, but her ears perked up the moment she heard Huo Yutong's string of compliments. Forgetting her anger, she came over, hooked her arm through Jiang Wu's, and tilted her chin at Huo Yutong. "Of course! How could my mom not be strong? I've known him for five years. Wouldn't I know? A Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul and a second dragon Martial Soul—he's unbeatable at the same level, and fighting people above his level is as easy as eating and drinking."

Wang Dong'er's interruption made Huo Yutong realize she seemed to have gotten a little too excited with her praise. Her face reddened slightly, and she lowered her head and said quietly, "I just think Jiang Wu really is amazing..."

Jiang Wu glanced at her and reached out to pat her gently on the head. "You'll be amazing someday too. You have a good foundation in spiritual power. If Soul Tools are the right path for you, it's not impossible for you to become stronger than me in the future."

Huo Yutong snapped her head up, her eyes dazzlingly bright. "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

Huo Yutong smiled with her lips pressed together and nodded vigorously. Clenching her fist, she murmured, "Then I have to study hard." Her whole demeanor had grown much more spirited.

Wang Dong'er watched Jiang Wu pat Huo Yutong's head, her cheeks puffing out slightly. This time, though, she said nothing, only tightening her hold on his arm.

In the distance, more than a dozen figures came speeding out from deep within Sea God Lake, reaching the shore in the space of a few blinks.

At their head was an old man dressed in white. He suddenly took a step forward in midair and appeared beside Jiang Wu, as though he had crossed through space.

The white-clad elder looked at the unconscious Ma Xiaotao, then at Jiang Wu and the others, who were completely unharmed. He was somewhat puzzled as to how they had escaped without a scratch.

Jiang Wu recognized the elder when he saw him. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Dean Yan."

Yan Shaozhe looked at Jiang Wu in some surprise. "You know me?"

From Jiang Wu's clothes, he knew Jiang Wu was a freshman. Very few freshmen knew who he was.

Jiang Wu nodded. "Yes. My name is Jiang Wu, and my master is Xian Lin'er."

At the mention of Xian Lin'er's name, understanding dawned on Yan Shaozhe, and he studied Jiang Wu curiously.

Eleven years old and level thirty-one. His talent was quite good.

But that alone would be unlikely to make Xian Lin'er take him as a disciple. He would have had to meet her other requirements as well.

After sizing Jiang Wu up, Yan Shaozhe asked him, "Jiang Wu, can you tell me what happened?"

Jiang Wu hesitated for a moment, then told Yan Shaozhe what had happened.

The people around them stared at Jiang Wu, dumbfounded, when they heard the story.

Wait, a level thirty-one fought a Soul Emperor?

Although Ma Xiaotao's combat strength was weaker when she was out of control than in her normal state, she was not someone just anyone could challenge above their level.

Yan Shaozhe was heartbroken, feeling only that he had missed out on a talented person.

How had such a fine prospect been talked into working on Soul Tools by Xian Lin'er?

Although Xian Lin'er's combat strength was nothing to scoff at, Yan Shaozhe still felt somewhat unwilling to accept it.