A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Delivering Itself to Their Door?

Are all you Soft Bone Rabbits this kind of personality? Ah Yin could not help muttering inwardly.

All so lively, bold, and mischievous.

She also recalled Rou'er's background.

Rou'er was not Xiao Wu's birth mother.

She had once had a sworn elder brother named Xiao Wu, also a Soft Bone Rabbit, with the same carefree and unruly temperament. Later, Xiao Wu had insisted on exploring the deepest reaches of the Star Dou Great Forest and never returned.

Before leaving, he had left behind a newborn daughter.

Rou'er had named the child Xiao Wu and raised her ever since as her mother.

By blood, Rou'er was only Xiao Wu's adoptive mother.

Three Soft Bone Rabbits in a row, each more unreliable than the last!

"No! Rou'er, that's too dangerous!"

Ah Yin came back to her senses and immediately tried to stop her.

"Didn't you see? There's a Titled Douluo over there! Once you're exposed..."

But Rou'er merely waved her hand dismissively.

"He tortured Soul Beasts like that. He deserves to be punished! It's karma!"

Confidence sparkled in her eyes.

"Don't worry. After taking human form, I've tested it several times around the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. As long as those human Soul Masters meet my gaze, they lose their heads over me and obey my every word."

"As for that Titled Douluo..."

Rou'er took out a small blade of grass from her bosom. It was dark gray all over and carried no trace of Soul Power.

"This is Breath Concealing Grass. As long as its juice is smeared over the body, it can hide the aura of us Soul Beasts. As long as I don't actively use Soul Power, even a Titled Douluo standing right before me won't be able to see through my true form."

Ah Yin wanted to persuade her further, but Rou'er gave her no chance.

"It's settled! Ah Yin, take Xiao Wu and hide first. Wait for my good news!"

Before her words had even faded, Rou'er's figure flashed like a streak of pink lightning and vanished into the shadows of the forest.

Leaving Ah Yin alone, anxiously stamping her feet where she stood.

Elsewhere.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's party had already begun making preparations to return to the sect.

In a corner of the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel that he had completely absorbed the flesh-and-blood essence of the Xi Guang Linju.

In his palm, the adorable Luo San Pao Martial Soul seemed to have gained an indescribable hint of intelligence. Faint golden specks flickered across its purple skin before vanishing.

More importantly, the Soul Power within his body had steadily broken through from level 0.8 to level 0.9!

Though it was not entirely due to the flesh and blood—more of it came from his tireless cultivation day and night—that final push still filled his heart with wild joy.

He instinctively raised his head, wanting to share the good news with his clansmen.

But what he saw was still the same sight.

Every gaze, every compliment, every discussion gathered around Yu Xiaoheng like stars surrounding the moon.

No one noticed him at all.

The elders who had previously shown concern for his condition had merely swept their Soul Power over him. Once they confirmed that consuming the flesh had not left behind any hidden dangers, they did not spare him another glance.

As though his increase in Soul Power was nothing more than a trivial matter.

This time, Yu Xiaogang felt neither anger nor jealousy.

He merely lowered his head in silence, clenched his fists, then slowly relaxed them.

Then, without a word, he slipped into the ranks and followed the main force onward.

At the very front of the group, Yu Xiaoheng rode atop a magnificent warhorse, his mind racing.

His rapidly increased Soul Power urgently needed real combat to consolidate it.

Where could he find a suitable opponent?

Naturally, his thoughts drifted toward Skywater Academy and that mysterious Ice Phoenix Martial Soul.

Joining Skywater Academy directly was clearly unrealistic.

But...

He remembered that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had an affiliated advanced Soul Master Academy under its command, called Lightning Academy.

Perhaps he could use his status as Young Sect Master to arrange a so-called Exchange Competition between Lightning Academy and Skywater Academy?

As long as he could establish a connection, he would have a chance to approach the Shui Family's ancestor.

The moment the thought arose, Yu Xiaoheng found it feasible.

With his status as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Young Sect Master, arranging an Exchange Competition would be effortless.

But on second thought, he frowned.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill required two hearts in perfect accord.

And to imprint an Ice Pattern, he would also need the other party's complete trust and cooperation.

That was not a relationship that could be built through a single Exchange Competition.

Matters of the heart... were difficult!

As Yu Xiaoheng pondered, he failed to notice several figures standing on a hillside beside the road his party was traveling.

At their head was a gentle and refined female instructor, with two young girls by her side.

"Wow... Lingxi, look! That guy is back! He's so handsome!"

Shui Yun'er pointed at the upright young man on horseback, her eyes shining.

The other girl, Shui Lingxi, blushed lightly and nodded firmly.

It was not as though they had never met Soul Masters their own age, but none possessed Yu Xiaoheng's calm and exceptional bearing. He seemed like a king born to rule. They had not expected to run into him by chance once before, only to encounter him again now.

As the party gradually disappeared into the distance, reluctance showed in both sisters' eyes.

"Still staring? He's already gone far away."

The instructor beside them, Lin Qinglan, teased them.

"If you like him, then chase after him."

"Teacher Lin!"

Shui Yun'er stamped her foot, saying shyly, "We... can't we just look?"

Shui Lingxi also sighed faintly.

"Yes. Skywater Academy is full of women. I'm afraid we'll never see a young man like that again."

The Blue Lightning party had traveled for about half an hour.

The wind through the forest carried a faint chill, making the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's banners flap loudly.

"Report!"

An urgent cry shattered the silence of the march.

A guard disciple galloped in from the rear of the formation, leaped from his horse, and dropped to one knee.

"Reporting to Young Sect Master! We captured a suspicious female Soul Master behind the party!"

"She kept trying to approach your mount. We suspect she is an assassin, so we have detained her!"

An assassin?

Yu Xiaoheng pulled on the reins, his brow furrowing slightly.

Where would an assassin come from in this wilderness, with no village ahead and no inn behind?

Naturally, they had brought no cages or other instruments of restraint while traveling.

Soon, two sect guards escorted a girl in a pink dress to the front of the group.

"Let go of me! You bunch of brutes!"

The girl's voice was crisp, tinged with spoiled anger.

She was Rou'er.

At that moment, the wrist of one of her hands was tightly gripped by a Spirit King-level guard, sending waves of pain through her bones. Yet not only was there no fear on her face, her bright, watery eyes instead gleamed with excitement.

The plan worked!