Douluo: Reincarnated Dragon Egg, Silver Dragon King Personally Incubates

With just one punch, he felt as though his brains had nearly been knocked out.

Fortunately, he had used Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon to redirect most of the force. Otherwise, that punch might have killed him on the spot...

Of course, what Tang San did not know was this:

The only reason that punch had not smashed his head apart was because Ye Feng had deliberately held back.

After all, he had invested so many "Traits" into the Shrek Seven Devils. Naturally, he needed to see the results. If he killed them now, what would be the fun in that?

As Tang San fell to the ground, everyone knew that Ye Feng had won this match.

In the distance, Chao Tianxiang finally accepted reality and hurried over to help her granddaughter up.

She somewhat regretted letting Meng Yiran agree to the duel.

Meng Yiran and Ye Feng were not on the same level at all. Ye Feng had not even made a move, yet Meng Yiran's mentality had already collapsed from his defense alone. How the hell was she supposed to fight that...

What surprised her, however, was that Tang San had been beaten so badly, yet not a single person from his group went over to help him up...

Now that was interesting...

It was not just Chao Tianxiang.

Even Ye Feng was slightly taken aback when he saw this.

According to his memories, the people of Shrek Academy had always been fiercely protective of their own.

He had beaten Tang San into such a state, yet Zhao Wuji had not intervened, and the others were all standing by with folded arms...

Ye Feng subconsciously looked toward the people from Shrek Academy and immediately understood.

It seemed that the Traits he had given them had all begun taking effect.

"Ah..."

Seeing Tang San beaten so badly, Zhao Wuji let out a deep sigh.

He had guessed that Tang San would not be able to defeat Ye Feng, but he had never expected him to lose so miserably.

By Shrek's usual customs, no matter who the opponent was, as long as they hurt someone from Shrek, he would make them pay the price...

But this time, Zhao Wuji did not make a move.

On one hand, he was wary of the possible powerhouse behind Ye Feng.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji felt exceptionally tired today. For no apparent reason, he was a little sleepy and a little exhausted.

All he wanted now was for this to end quickly so he could go home and get some proper sleep. He had no desire whatsoever to make a move, and he did not even feel like helping Tang San up...

Besides, Tang San was not a child anymore. If he fell, he should get back up himself. He should not need someone else to help him.

It was not just Zhao Wuji. Even Xiao Wu, who had the best relationship with Tang San, showed little reaction when she saw this.

Due to the effect of her Talent, Xiao Wu's eyes now held only Ye Feng—only that incomparably powerful and imposing figure of his.

As for Tang San...

Since he had fallen down, he should just get back up.

Why was this guy lying there? Was he trying to scam someone?

Could it be that he expected someone to come help him up?

He was a level 29 Soul Grandmaster, for crying out loud. He was already so grown up, yet he still needed someone to help him? What was the difference between that and being useless?

For some reason, Xiao Wu found Tang San particularly irritating right now.

Without comparison, there was no harm.

Compared to Ye Feng, Tang San was not only childish at the moment, but also utterly off-putting and speechless.

The others each had their own thoughts as well.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both had their eyes fixed on Ye Feng, unable to look away, thoroughly captivated by his dominance and charm.

And then there was Dai Mubai...

Dai Mubai was burning with desire. His gaze kept drifting toward the prominent curves before and behind Zhu Zhuqing, while all sorts of lewd fantasies filled his mind. He wished he could pin Zhu Zhuqing to the ground and fuck her senseless right then and there.

But he also knew that taking Zhu Zhuqing now was impossible, so all he wanted was for this to end quickly so he could return and wage battle with those twin girls for seven days and seven nights!

As for Oscar, he too felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart. His Bad Habit made him particularly fond of certain things. Taking advantage of no one watching him, he slipped one hand into his pocket... while his gaze fell upon Ning Rongrong's little feet beside him, wrapped in white stockings...

Lastly, Ma Hongjun's Trait, Rice Bucket, merely made him feel extremely hungry.

And since none of the others had gone to help Tang San up, Ma Hongjun did not dare make any rash moves either.

This left Tang San in an awkward position.

He lay on the ground, clutching his face, unsure whether to get up or stay down.

Although the blow hurt badly, it had not damaged his brain.

He was waiting for his companions to show concern, help him up, and give him a way out.

After all, if he simply admitted defeat, it would be far too embarrassing.

Embarrassment was secondary. What would truly hurt him was lowering his standing in Xiao Wu's eyes.

Of course, if Tang San looked up now and saw that Xiao Wu's gaze was completely fixed on Ye Feng, he would definitely jump up in panic...

"This young friend is remarkably strong. We admit defeat. May I ask which sect you come from?" At that moment, Chao Tianxiang suddenly spoke, offering Ye Feng a friendly smile.

She was no fool. After seeing the talent Ye Feng had displayed, she guessed that he must have come from an extremely powerful faction, or perhaps he was a newly risen genius from some super reclusive sect.

Otherwise, even if he truly could absorb Soul Rings beyond his level, an ordinary faction could never have raised the quality of his Soul Rings to such an extent.

That Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring alone would have been impossible for him to obtain without the help of a Soul Saint.

Though he appeared to be alone, there were likely Soul Saints—or even stronger experts—secretly protecting him.

Thus, she chose to accept the bet's outcome. More importantly, she wanted to befriend him. If an opportunity arose in the future, she even hoped her granddaughter could spend more time around him.

"I'm from the Star Sect. If there are no objections, I'll be taking this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent with me."

Ye Feng casually made up a sect, then picked up the "ingredient" from the ground, intending to take it back and make a delicious meal.

"Wait."

At that moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke and called out to Ye Feng.

"Oh? Is there something else? Don't tell me you can't afford to lose and want to snatch it by force?"

Ye Feng raised a brow and met Zhao Wuji's gaze without the slightest fear.

He looked utterly fearless, as though he had nothing to worry about.

"Hehe, young friend, you misunderstand."

Zhao Wuji gave an awkward laugh before saying somewhat sheepishly, "At such a young age, you are already a Soul Elder expert. Forgive me for asking presumptuously, but since this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's Soul Ring is useless to you, would you be willing to sell it to us?"

"Oh? How is it useless? This Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent is premium food. Whether roasted or turned into snake soup, it's an ingredient fit for immortals. How could it be useless?"

Ye Feng replied blandly.

"I see. Young friend only wants the serpent's body. Then could you let us kill it and sell its Soul Ring to us?" Zhao Wuji immediately asked in delight.

"Oh, that would be fine."

Ye Feng nodded and did not refuse, since this had been within his expectations all along.

"Young friend, we want this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent as well, and our offer will definitely be higher than theirs!" Snake Crone hurriedly spoke at that moment.

"Big Sister Chao, what do you mean by this?! This young friend was about to agree to sell it to us!" Zhao Wuji immediately grew anxious, and his tone became somewhat heated.

"Hehe, this young friend merely agreed to trade. He never said he would definitely sell it to you. Besides, you haven't even settled on a price. How can you be sure he agreed to sell it to you?"

Chao Tianxiang still wore a kind expression, but her words yielded not an inch.

After all, in terms of strength, she did not believe herself to be a match for that old Immovable Ming King.

But in terms of wealth, she had nothing to fear.

"Since both of you want it, then naturally, the highest bidder gets it."

Ye Feng could not be bothered to watch the two argue and simply decided to hold an auction.

After all, he would soon be heading into the human world. It was necessary to get himself some Gold Soul Coins first.

Auctioning the Phoenix-tail Crest; Poor Shrek

"100 Gold Soul Coins! Shrek offers 100 Gold Soul Coins!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and made the first bid.

"Hehe, for a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, you actually have the nerve to offer 100 Gold Soul Coins?" Chao Tianxiang sneered, then said, "I'm willing to pay 1,000 Gold Soul Coins for the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's Soul Ring in your hands. What do you think, young friend?"

"1,000 Gold Soul Coins... Damn it..."

The moment he heard her bid, Zhao Wuji's face darkened.

Although he had expected this outcome, she had directly offered ten times his price. Not only was she taking their Soul Ring, she was also slapping them in the face!

Because he simply did not have that much money.

Shrek Academy had always been poor. Sometimes, they even had to rely on the spending money of Dai Mubai, that rich young master, to get by.

He had only brought a little over a hundred Gold Soul Coins with him this time. For anything more, he would have to ask Flender for money.

Of course, with that miser Flender's personality, he definitely would not be willing to pay.

There was no other choice. They could only continue looking for another Soul Beast.

Fortunately, there were plenty of Soul Beasts in the Star Dou Forest. Finding one suitable for Oscar should not be difficult; it would only take more time.

"Alright, then it's a deal for 1,000 Gold Soul Coins."

Seeing this, Ye Feng immediately agreed.

After all, he only wanted money. Whether the Shrek people obtained a Soul Ring or not had nothing to do with him.

Still, Chao Tianxiang's bid was so high that it seemed she was trying to curry favor with him...

But Ye Feng did not care. Free gains were free gains. There was no reason not to take them.

"This is 1,000 Gold Soul Coins. Feel free to count them, young friend."

Chao Tianxiang smiled as she took out a money pouch and used Soul Power to send it floating before Ye Feng.

In truth, a Thousand-Year Soul Ring was only worth five or six hundred Gold Soul Coins. The reason she had paid extra was mainly to leave a good impression on Ye Feng.

Spending a few hundred Gold Soul Coins to earn the goodwill of a future powerhouse was absolutely worth it.

Before long, the transaction was complete.

Meng Yiran slashed the unconscious, dying Bad Luck Snake to death with a single stroke, causing a Soul Ring to emerge, and then began absorbing it.

Ye Feng took the money and turned to leave at once.

This experiment was already complete, and he had gained quite a bit from it. Naturally, he had no reason to linger.

Zhao Wuji and the others could only watch from the side as Meng Yiran absorbed the Soul Ring that had originally belonged to Oscar...

"Oscar, I'm sorry. Your Soul Ring will have to wait a little longer..."

Zhao Wuji looked at Oscar and spoke helplessly.