Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent

"Zhu Zhuqing, go scout ahead."

Zhao Wuji commanded in a deep voice. Besides Zhao Xuan and himself, Zhu Zhuqing was the fastest here. The Dean had also stated from the beginning that they and Zhao Xuan were not allowed to act rashly.

"Understood."

Zhu Zhuqing responded with a clear, cold voice, then vanished from her spot. With her Martial Soul being the Hell Spirit Cat, she was like a fish in water in this forest.

She nimbly climbed a nearby ancient tree and peered towards the source of the strange noise.

Although the forest floor was overgrown with bushes and thorns, the view from the upper canopy was quite expansive. While visibility wasn't perfect, her cat-like vision meant she wasn't significantly affected.

Soon, Zhu Zhuqing reported everything she saw, and Tang San, analyzing below, found his eyes gradually lighting up.

"Oscar, this Soul Ring would be very suitable for you!"

"A Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent? It should be able to grant a Soul Skill that adds speed. That's indeed good for Oscar. However, Tang San, your analysis is spot on."

Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with some surprise. Along the way, any Soul Beast they encountered, Tang San could quickly judge its abilities and age. Such a depth of knowledge was terrifying.

"Of course! Who do you think Tang San's teacher is!"

Zhao Xuan pouted from the side. As the disciple of the continent's foremost theoretician, Master, it would be strange if he didn't understand these things.

And speaking of terrifying knowledge, Master was truly terrifying. Tang San probably didn't even have half of Master's knowledge, after all, Master had dedicated his entire life to theoretical research.

"Hmm? Right, who is Tang San's teacher?" Oscar suddenly asked with curiosity.

"Stop talking, or your Soul Ring will escape. Your Soul Ring will run away." Seeing the group below chattering endlessly, Zhu Zhuqing, still on the tree, frowned.

The group below was suddenly jolted awake and felt a bit awkward, but Tang San quickly said, "Wait, Fatty, pay attention and use your Martial Soul to suppress the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. Snakes are most afraid of birds."

"Ning Rongrong, bless us!" Zhao Xuan suddenly glanced at Ning Rongrong beside him.

Ning Rongrong blinked, then instantly revealed a look of pleasant surprise: "Okay."

"Seven Treasures Produce Glazed Tile, first: Speed! Second: Strength!"

Seven streams of colorful light fell upon all the Shrek Academy students except Oscar and Ning Rongrong. Everyone immediately felt as if they were floating on air.

"As expected, the feeling of having a buff is completely different." Zhao Xuan felt the abundant power surging within his body. He felt he could even go and wrestle with Zhao Wuji.

"It's coming!"

Zhu Zhuqing's clear, cold voice came from above. Immediately after, she transformed into a black shadow and dived towards the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

At this moment, everyone also saw the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. Despite its massive body, it glided through the air with surprising agility.

Zhu Zhuqing was incredibly fast, enhanced by her First Soul Skill, Hell Stab. Only a black shadow could be seen charging towards the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. However, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, worthy of being a thousand-year Soul Beast, instinctively turned its head in panic and spewed out a colorful mist.

"Don't panic, it's not poisonous!"

Zhao Xuan grabbed Dai Mubai, who was about to rush forward. This guy was truly letting his concern get the better of him. Tang San had already explained it earlier.

Just then, Ma Hongjun completed his spirit fusion, and the aura of the Evil Fire Phoenix instantly permeated the air. Startled, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's body sank, almost causing it to fall.

Simultaneously, the Blue Silver Grass on the ground began to grow wildly. The previously weak Blue Silver Grass instantly entangled the body of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent writhed but couldn't break free for a moment.

"Phoenix Rocket!" Hermione's eyes lit up, and she quickly waved her wand, activating her Second Soul Skill.

A stream of crimson rockets, trailing brilliant tails, shot towards the restrained Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent had no power to resist and took the full brunt of the Phoenix Rocket attack.

Seeing this, Tang San quickly released his hold on the Blue Silver Grass binding the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. With a "bang," the massive body of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent fell to the ground. Its body still carried a faint scent of smoke and fire, a result of being scorched by Hermione's Phoenix Rockets.

Zhao Xuan squatted down and poked the body of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent with a twig. The creature was now half-dead, barely breathing.

"Can this thing be eaten?" Zhao Xuan asked Tang San beside him.

Tang San blinked, then seriously considered, "It doesn't have any poison-related abilities itself, so it should be edible."

"It's edible, that's good. Once Oscar gets his Soul Ring, we'll cook it."

Zhao Xuan stood up, looking at the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's body, several meters long. Such a large amount of meat would be a waste not to eat.

"Hmm? Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan noticed that Xiao Wu, who had been standing silently behind everyone, seemed a bit off.

Xiao Wu's face was pale, and her eyes held a look of pity as she gazed at the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

Seeing Xiao Wu's unwell expression, Tang San, the doting brother, immediately went to her side: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Xiao Wu lowered her head, her large eyes filled with reluctance. She asked in an almost pleading tone, "Do we really have to hunt Soul Beasts?"

Tang San glanced at the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, then sighed, "The law of the jungle is the natural order. If we weren't strong enough, we would be the ones lying there."

For some reason, Zhao Xuan felt a strange sensation. He glanced at Xiao Wu, then shook his head.

"Oscar, hurry up, lest there be any more complications."

Zhao Wuji handed Oscar a small dagger. Oscar was naturally overjoyed, as this was his third Soul Ring.

Ma Hongjun grumbled enviously from the side, "What's the rush? Didn't some people say this morning they wanted to sleep and not get a Soul Ring?"

"Alright, Fatty! Oscar, a support-type Soul Master, has already broken through level thirty. When will you break through!" Dai Mubai jokingly scolded, slapping Ma Hongjun on the head. He knew this kid was just jealous.

"If my Martial Soul didn't have a flaw, I'd definitely be level thirty by now," Ma Hongjun retorted indignantly.

Oscar chuckled, not bothering to reply. After all, he was about to become a level thirty Soul Elder.

Just as Oscar was preparing to deliver the final blow to the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, a hoarse, sharp cry suddenly rang out.

"Stop!"

At this moment, the situation took a sudden turn!