Flender's Misunderstanding, Entering Shrek Academy

Flender abruptly sat up and stared at Xiao Xian's belt.

His expression was rather strange.

It was a belt inlaid with twenty-four pieces of jade.

After a long while.

Flender lay back down and asked lazily, "Is your Teacher the Master?"

Though it was a question, his tone was full of certainty.

Xiao Xian nodded. With a sweep of his hand over his waist, he took out a letter and respectfully handed it over. "Yes. Teacher took me in six years ago. This is the letter he asked me to give you."

Yet upon hearing Xiao Xian's words, Flender merely snorted and did not take the letter. "A letter? I've received quite a few letters over the years."

"But he's always avoided me and refused to meet me."

"Only making me run around everywhere."

"And now, he's even sent you to me? Where is he?"

Flender's tone was rather cold, yet there was a faint trace of melancholy beneath it.

Xiao Xian was not in a position to say much.

He had vaguely guessed where the endless supply of sub-dragon spirit beast meat over the years had come from.

Though he had performed outstandingly and his Soul Power had advanced rapidly.

Master Yu Xiaogang perhaps had not been confident that Xiao Xian would definitely be able to break through the Level 29 barrier.

In fact, the closer Xiao Xian's Soul Power came to Level 29, the more nervous he became.

It was an innate limitation.

For someone like Master Yu Xiaogang, who had spent his entire life refusing to bow his head, being struck off by Spirit Hall and mocked by the world of Spirit Soul Theory was a tremendous knot in his heart.

Perhaps only by truly proving that his theories were not wrong.

Could he finally let go of that so-called knot.

Xiao Xian was one way.

Tang San was another.

One represented that Yu Xiaogang was not actually so useless—it was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan that had failed him.

The other represented that Yu Xiaogang's Spirit Soul Theory was not wrong, and was even highly instructive. He was a Master in every sense of the word.

Tang San's path had been steady and smooth.

Xiao Xian's path had not been so fortunate.

Flender glanced at Xiao Xian.

In the end, he accepted the letter. His movements looked casual, but his fingers trembled faintly.

After opening the envelope and taking out the letter, Flender unconsciously shifted from lying down to sitting up.

He read through it line by line.

His expression changed constantly.

At times he was delighted, at times furious, at times sorrowful. He even muttered incoherently to himself now and then.

Xiao Xian's expression remained as calm as ever.

The tangled, complicated relationship between Flender and Master Yu Xiaogang was not something he could interfere in.

After another long while.

Flender suddenly looked up and fixed his gaze on Xiao Xian.

A sly look appeared on his face, and the corner of his mouth curled into an inscrutable arc. "If I'm not mistaken, your Teacher told you to give me this letter only after you passed Shrek Academy's examination and were admitted, didn't he?!"

Xiao Xian's expression did not change. He answered calmly, "Teacher only told me to give this letter to you."

Flender looked Xiao Xian up and down, then gave a cold snort.

He seemed to have sorted out his emotions. Tucking the letter back into his clothes, he leaned against the recliner again and said lazily, "Release your spirit soul. Let me see it."

"Yes, Martial Uncle."

Without hesitation, Xiao Xian brought his hands together before his chest and swung them sharply downward. A distinct wave of Soul Power spread from his body.

"Come out, Xiao Jue."

A stream of pale purple Soul Power flowed from Xiao Xian's palms to the ground.

A large dog covered in pale purple fur suddenly appeared. It was over five feet long and about three feet wide.

Two golden Hundred-Year Soul Rings rose beneath Xiao Xian's feet, constantly bobbing up and down.

At first.

Flender was merely somewhat startled by Xiao Xian's Soul Power fluctuation.

"Twenty... Level 28?!"

"Twelve years old... He's a genius."

But the next moment.

When Flender saw that familiar-looking large dog with pale purple fur, he froze completely.

"Luo... Luo San Pao?!" he nearly cried out.

"A sub-dragon spirit beast... a sub-dragon spirit beast... No wonder, no wonder. I should have thought of it long ago..." Flender muttered, his tone filled with shock.

"What is your name?!" he suddenly demanded, staring at Xiao Xian.

"My name is Xiao Xian."

"Take out your Spirit Hall Certificate!" Flender said almost immediately.

Xiao Xian swept his hand over his waist and took out two items.

One was the Spirit Hall Certificate issued when he awakened at the age of six. The other was his Spirit Hall Badge, used to collect his Spirit Master Subsidy.

In almost an instant, both items disappeared from Xiao Xian's hand.

It was as if they had been in Flender's hands from the beginning.

"Xiao Xian? Xiao Xian?"

Delight and dark clouds alternated across Flender's face.

He frowned tightly, stared at Xiao Xian, and pointed at the Spirit Hall Certificate as he demanded, "Can't I read? Doesn't this say Yu Tianxian!?"

"Do you know what your Teacher's name is?"

"Do you know what this Yu character represents?"

Xiao Xian remained calm, though helpless.

He guessed that Flender seemed to have misunderstood something.

He knew Master Yu Xiaogang's name, but he should not have known it.

Because Master Yu Xiaogang had never mentioned it before him or Tang San.

But aside from that...

"Martial Uncle, perhaps you've misunderstood."

"I come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If we were to trace it back, Teacher should be considered my Uncle, though our blood relation is probably quite distant."

"Unlike Teacher, I'm an orphan. With a spirit soul like mine, I have no right to bear the surname Yu."

Xiao Xian was his original name, one he had used for two lifetimes. Being able to reclaim it was more than he could have wished for.

Still, if he ever had the chance to return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he would not mind taking back what had once been his, one thing at a time.

Upon hearing Xiao Xian's words.

Flender fell silent. A hint of disappointment even flashed through his eyes unconsciously. If Xiao Gang really... then Sister Er Long, would she... ?

Fake... fake... real...

Flender's expression became even more uncertain.

"..."

"..."

After a long silence, no one knew what Flender had been thinking.

"Sigh..." He let out a faint sigh, and his face was ultimately filled with melancholy.

Shaking his head, Flender slowly rose to his feet. "Come on, come on. Follow me back to Shrek Academy. I'll introduce you to your future classmates."

"Level 28... Level 28."

"Your Teacher has given me quite a difficult problem."

Flender headed toward the shop's exit, but Xiao Xian did not move. He swiftly swept his gaze around the shop.

Before Flender had fully stepped outside.

Xiao Xian hurried forward, pointed at a crystal, and immediately asked, "Martial Uncle, I want this one. How much is it?"

Flender was stunned. He turned back to glance at the crystal, then at Xiao Xian.

He snorted.

"Hmph, you sly brat."

"If you want it, take it! Take them all!"

Xiao Xian naturally put away the murky-looking crystal without a trace of embarrassment.

It was a piece of Plate Crystal, concealing countless Dragon Whisker Needles. They were exceptionally tough and thin, capable of piercing a Spirit Saint's protective Soul Power.

Of course he would not let it go.

Flender was a Level 78 Agility System Spirit Saint. His spirit soul was the Four-Eyed Cat Owl, and every Soul Ring he possessed was an optimal configuration.

Once Xiao Xian left the shop.

Before he could even react, Flender had grabbed him by the collar.

Suotuo City rapidly receded beneath his feet.

In just a few minutes, Xiao Xian landed, somewhat dizzy and disoriented, in an open space within a village.