Lucky Star, Out of His Mind

See that? Now that was what you called bad.

Compared to Chen Ping, that little menace, what Bei Bei and Tang Ya had done at most counted as the rude behavior of children too young to know better.

Taking several deep breaths, Chen Ping rubbed his hands hard and looked at the gleaming yellow soul ring.

Over the years, he had seen quite a few soul rings. Never mind yellow Century Soul Rings—even purple Thousand-Year Soul Rings and black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings were nothing unfamiliar to Chen Ping.

He had seen the world!

Yet even so, as he watched this yellow soul ring—one he had personally beaten out—floating before him, Chen Ping still swallowed awkwardly, utterly at a loss.

Five years. Do you know how I got through these five years?!

For the past five years, he had fantasized every moment about the day he would go from a Soul Scholar to a Soul Master.

He reached out to grab the soul ring before him, but halfway through, Chen Ping realized that was not how soul rings were absorbed.

Summoning his Willow Staff Martial Soul, Chen Ping calmed his mind and focused, trying to guide the soul ring onto his martial soul.

The next moment, the yellow soul ring, with an age of as much as Four Hundred Eighty Years, obediently slipped over Chen Ping's Willow Staff.

At that moment, Chen Ping also felt the surging soul power within the Little Touch Dragon King soul ring.

Boom!

Like raging waves, torrents of soul power surged into Chen Ping's Meridians one wave after another.

A few months ago, Chen Ping definitely would not have been able to endure such a violent impact of soul power.

This was a soul ring nearly five hundred years old, produced by a Soul Beast on the same level as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Even for Shrek students, choosing such a soul ring as their Second Soul Ring would have been quite impressive.

If their luck was poor, they might not even encounter a soul ring so compatible with themselves.

They could only settle for a six- or seven-hundred-year soul ring from a Soul Beast one or two tiers weaker.

That alone showed just how important soul ring quality was.

Chen Ping had only been absorbing the soul ring for a few minutes, yet he was already drenched in sweat. The soul power contained within this soul ring was simply far too abundant.

Seemingly inexhaustible soul power coursed through his cramped channels.

Had Chen Ping not forcefully drawn out his potential some time ago, temporarily widening his channels and raising his Cultivation Speed to the level of innate Level Four or Five, this surging soul power would likely have burst his Meridians outright.

While Chen Ping was locked in a battle of wits against his high-quality First Soul Ring, several Ten Year and Hundred Year Level Soul Beasts did indeed appear nearby.

However, Bei Bei and Tang Ya were also diligent in standing guard. Those Soul Beasts had not even caught sight of Chen Ping before the two of them drove them away.

Having a Soul Elder and a Soul Grandmaster stand guard would cost at least several hundred gold if one had to pay for it.

After some time.

"Mm..."

Letting out a long breath, Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes. A sharp gleam flashed from his bright gaze, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit had all improved tremendously.

In a soul master's cultivation, breaking through Level Ten and becoming a soul master was the true beginning.

Without a soul ring, one was not considered a soul master—only a Soul Scholar. That was an ironclad rule.

As he activated his soul power, the gleaming yellow soul ring descended from above Chen Ping's head.

Ripples unique to a Century Soul Ring spread outward, making Chen Ping's breathing quicken slightly.

"Congratulations, Junior Chen Ping."

Bei Bei walked over with a smile and cupped his hands toward Chen Ping. Only after Chen Ping gained this First Soul Ring was Bei Bei certain that Chen Ping truly qualified to be his junior.

After reaching Level Ten, Chen Ping had accumulated enough soul power for a full two levels. On top of that, this Four Hundred Eighty Years First Soul Ring had granted him another two levels of soul power!

Having just absorbed the soul ring, Chen Ping's Soul Power Level had shot straight to Level Fourteen.

He was only one final step away from Shrek's minimum admission requirement of Level Fifteen in a little over two months.

"Yes, yes, little brother Chen, congratulations!"

Tang Ya also walked over with a cheerful grin, looking at her pale purple soul ring that radiated a noble aura.

The quality of this soul ring was far better than the Mandala Snake or Underground Demon Spider she had initially imagined. At the very least, it was on the level of a Man Faced Demon Spider.

Obtaining a soul ring of that quality required not only strength, but luck as well. And now that Junior Chen Ping had arrived, hadn't her luck suddenly improved?

What was this? This was a Lucky Star!

If she did not trick—scratch that, recruit—such a treasure into the Tang Sect family—scratch that, the ancient Sect—wouldn't she be letting down her ancestors?

After giving Bei Bei a meaningful look to tell him to chat more with Chen Ping, Tang Ya sat down excitedly, closed her eyes, and began absorbing this Thousand-Year Soul Ring produced by the Touch Dragon King.

Bei Bei could only smile wryly. He sat down with Chen Ping and stood guard for Tang Ya.

Chen Ping stared blankly at the soul ring Tang Ya was absorbing, lost in thought.

Oh no. What he had pried loose with a single application of leverage seemed not to be just one Touch Dragon King, but the entire world's plotline!

Because of his reckless shove, the Touch Dragon King had tipped over.

Tang Ya's Third Soul Ring had been settled. When Huo Yuhao went to Star Dou Forest two months later, he would no longer run into Bei Bei and Tang Ya.

Without the Tang Sect's exemption from the entrance exam, Huo Yuhao might not have been able to enter Shrek at all.

The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more alarmed he became. He did not even hear Bei Bei calling him from beside him.

No, with the absurdly powerful Spiritual Detection of Huo Yuhao the Cheat, as long as Shrek's teachers were not idiots, they would definitely give him a chance to prove himself.

Not joining the Tang Sect might not have been a bad thing for Huo Yuhao the Cheat.

Perhaps this was the so-called World Line Correction Force. As the saying went, minor trends could be changed, but the greater course was hard to defy. That was probably it.

Only then did Chen Ping finally snap out of it and hear Bei Bei calling his name.

"Ah, yes, Big Brother Bei Bei, I'm listening."

Chen Ping's body swayed slightly as his gaze focused on Bei Bei. In truth, aside from realizing that Bei Bei had been calling him, Chen Ping had not heard a single word.

Bei Bei could only smile at that before speaking again. "I was asking, Brother Chen, what are your plans next?"

"Would you like to take a walk around Shrek City with us? We can show you around and help you get to know the school."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "That would be excellent. But, Big Brother Bei Bei, do you happen to know a Teacher Wang Yan from our school?"

"Teacher Wang Yan?"

A thoughtful look appeared in Bei Bei's eyes. After a moment, he said uncertainly, "That does sound familiar. He seems to be the youngest Senior Teacher at our school right now."

"I've heard that when it comes to Soul Beast theory and Soul Master theory alone, quite a few teachers from the Inner Courtyard are no match for Teacher Wang."