Besides Inheriting the Throne, You Have Other Options

Shrek Academy, Dining Hall.

Oscar stared in astonishment at the unusually lavish dinner on the table:

"What's going on? Wasn't the dean's money all stolen? Are they just going to give up on life?"

Ma Hongjun held a chicken leg in his hand and took a big bite:

"Don't you know? Brother Hai secretly gave the Dean a large sum of Gold Soul Coin, saying it was to improve our meals. The Dean immediately used it to gamble and made a fortune!"

Oscar raised an eyebrow, his expression one of admiration. "Even with the dean in such a state, he still managed to turn things around? As expected, it has to be Brother Hai!"

In recent years, Xiao Wu and the others have made rapid progress in their Soul Power. Oscar and Ma Hongjun may not say it, but they are very envious.

However, Lin Hai also promised them that he would find a way to help them improve their strength as soon as the Spirit Master Competition ended.

How to improve? You'd definitely need so-called "Immortal Herb Elixir Pill".

As a result, the two of them respected Lin Hai even more.

But Dai Mubai is clearly not as naive as the other two.

He had heard from Tang San how precious the immortal Immortal Herb was.

When describing the effects of the Immortal Herb, Tang San's eyes burned with fervor, and his tone was filled with reverence.

It's perfectly normal for Lin Hai to be willing to give the Immortal Herb to his woman.

But to say that he was willing to give them to them... Dai Mubai felt that it was probably not that simple.

However, upon hearing Oscar's words, Dai Mubai's mind stirred once more:

'Yeah, the dean can turn his life around with Brother Hai's help... but what about me? With my current strength, I have absolutely no chance against Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun!'

She clenched her fists, making a silent decision: 'I'll go talk to Brother Hai tonight.'

After the meal, Dai Mubai invited Lin Hai to go to the back mountain for a chat.

Seeing Lin Hai skillfully spread out the White Tiger Fur Blanket, Dai Mubai couldn't help but smile wryly:

"Every time I see you take out this blanket, I always have an indescribable feeling."

"Haha—" Lin Hai laughed, patting the soft tiger skin. "I've had this blanket for almost ten years, I've developed an attachment to it! If you feel the same way, I'll get you one in the future."

He then waved his hand and said casually, "Alright, Mu Bai, just say what you need to say. We've known each other for quite a while now, no need to beat around the bush."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's expression also turned serious. "Brother Hai already knew my identity, didn't he?"

Lin Hai nodded, his tone calm. "Imperial Prince of the Star Luo Empire. I knew about it when you first activated your Martial Soul Suotuo City, when you were helping Teacher Li recruit students."

Dai Mubai nodded. "That's right, I am the Third Prince of Xingluo."

He paused, his voice a little hoarse. "Then Brother Hai should have heard about the rules of competition within our Star Luo Imperial Family."

Lin Hai nodded again, without replying, quietly waiting for him to continue.

A bitter look appeared on Dai Mubai's face. "This competition is my last chance."

His gaze was fixed on the distance, as if he were recalling something.

"My second brother died under mysterious circumstances back then, and it was definitely my eldest brother Dai Weisi who did it. If I lose to him, my fate won't be any better."

Then, he said with a wry smile, "Even if you, Brother Hai, give me ten or a hundred White Tiger skins, I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy them."

Lin Hai chuckled lightly, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing:

"Your family's inheritance rules are indeed a bit perverse..."

"But since you've brought it up, why don't you tell me what you want?"

"I just want to win, I just want to survive!" Dai Mubai said resolutely, his eyes gleaming with a will to live.

Lin Hai shook his head, his gaze deep. "No. If you want to live, defeating him isn't the only way. And even if you win, it doesn't mean you can only 'live well'."

Dai Mubai was stunned, completely failing to understand the deeper meaning behind his words.

Lin Hai smiled slightly, revealing a key piece of information:

"Dai Weisi's Martial Soul has malfunctioned and he can no longer use Martial Soul Fusion Skill. If you tell your father about this, he will be out of the competition for the throne."

Dai Mubai looked stunned and muttered to himself, "A problem with my Martial Soul? How is that possible... Could it be..."

He suddenly looked up and stared intently at Lin Hai.

In the past two years, Lin Hai has given him a lot of guidance on how to fight in real combat, and even occasionally, when he gets interested, he will personally act as his sparring partner.

Dai Mubai had witnessed his endless stream of bizarre methods.

If anyone on the entire continent could tamper with another person's Martial Soul, the first person Dai Mubai thought of was Lin Hai.

Lin Hai neither admitted nor denied it, but simply nodded slightly to him and continued his analysis:

"In this way, you will no longer have any competitors. Not only will you be able to survive, but you will also be able to become the Crown Prince and inherit the Star Luo Imperial Throne in the future."

He changed the subject and asked Dai Mubai, "But is that the kind of life you really want?"

"Being extremely busy and having no freedom... that's probably not the best choice for you, is it?"

Dai Mubai was momentarily confused, but after thinking about Lin Hai's words for a while, he finally smiled bitterly:

"That's definitely not what I wanted. If I had a choice, I would prefer the life I have now."

Lin Hai laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's beat your older brother first. After that, you'll have other options."

After saying that, Lin Hai turned around and slowly walked down the mountain, the setting sun casting a long shadow of him.

Dai Mubai composed himself and shouted loudly towards Lin Hai's retreating figure, "Brother Hai!"

The sound echoed through the mountains, carrying a sense of relief and anticipation.

In this life, because Salas did not interfere in secret, Shrek Academy did not draw Elephant Armored Academy in the second round.

Shrek won the next two rounds easily.

However, on the eve of the fourth round of the Preliminary Tournament, the atmosphere in Shrek's locker room was somewhat heavy.

Seeing that Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the others all looked serious, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but speak up:

"Dean, who are our opponents today? Why do you all look like that?"

He waved his arms exaggeratedly. "The Imperial Fighting Team doesn't participate in the Preliminary Tournament or the Promotion Tournament. Before the finals, our Shrek has no rivals at all. We'll sweep them all!"

Flender glanced at him, his tone playful:

"What, are you implying you're practically invincible among your peers? Should we let you compete alone in all the remaining matches?"

Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no, Dean, please spare me! I'm just here to make up the numbers! If it really has to be one against seven, then it should be Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing!"

Flender glared at him irritably, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "Your opponents today are Blazing Academy!"

Yu Xiaogang took over and looked at the team members, saying, "Xiao San and Jiang Zhu, you don't need to play in this match."

"Today we'll fight a war of attrition. Rong Rong, you go."

Tang San immediately stepped forward, his voice urgent. "Teacher, why won't you let me go on stage?"

Yu Xiaogang said with a serious expression, "Fire attribute Martial Soul is one of your nemesis. Your Soul Skill will not be very effective against the Blazing Academy."

"Even if you use Blue Silver Grass to support your teammates, they can easily burn it all to ashes."