Human Desire Was Like a Boulder Rolling Down a Mountain

"How long was that Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent? What color were its wings?" Tang San hurriedly asked.

"Light red wings. About seven or eight meters long."

Tang San nodded slightly. "Oscar, you're lucky. This Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was a Thousand Year Soul Beast, and it was less than eighteen hundred years old."

"Xiao San, you're amazing. You're practically an encyclopedia of the Spirit Master World." Oscar began buttering him up.

Zhao Wuji and the others also looked at Tang San, their gazes changing slightly.

Xiao Ze nearly laughed out loud.

It seemed no one in Shrek Academy studied. Every last one of them was illiterate.

The soul beast encyclopedias compiled by Spirit Hall contained plenty of information on Phoenix-tail Crested Serpents. Not to mention Thousand Year ones—even Ten Thousand Year ones were recorded.

There were even pictures, just in case they failed to recognize them.

So Xiao Ze had nothing to say. He decided he needed to leave Shrek Academy as soon as possible.

He had come here for only two reasons.

The first was to see Shrek Academy for himself.

The second was Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

The first had already been accomplished, while the second was halfway done.

Ning Rongrong definitely would not be a problem. She had no attachment to this academy.

Zhu Zhuqing was the troublesome one.

If she refused to leave with him, then if they met again in the future, Xiao Ze could only destroy a flower with ruthless hands.

Xiao Ze was willing to negotiate, but he would not be kind to enemies. So what if she was a woman?

After Tang San and the others finished discussing it, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent charged straight at him.

Tang San summoned a large amount of Blue Silver Grass and bound it.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent twisted his body and broke free from the Blue Silver Grass.

The others also began fighting the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

"Xi Mang Sacred Judgment Light Scythe!"

The nine main stalks of Xi Mang fused into a gigantic light scythe and swept out.

The Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent failed to dodge in time and was struck heavily across the body.

A miserable shriek rang out as the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent crashed hard onto the ground. A ray of light appeared at the wound.

This was the Sacred Judgment Light Scythe's "Mang Wound" state.

It reduced the target's defense by 15%.

"White Tiger Vajra Change!" After amplifying himself, Dai Mubai slammed a fist into the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's head.

Ma Hongjun also came to the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's side. Feeling the suppression of Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul, the serpent's body trembled.

Very soon, the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent was beaten to the ground by everyone.

Oscar walked over excitedly.

"Do we really have to kill soul beasts?" Xiao Wu's face was full of reluctance.

"Are you joking? If you don't kill soul beasts, where do your Soul Rings come from?" Xiao Ze laughed.

Even though Xiao Ze knew Xiao Wu's Soul Rings had condensed naturally, she was now considered human. She was nothing more than a traitor to the beast race.

Xiao Ze bore no ill will toward soul beasts, not even the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Because the strong devouring the weak was instinct.

Humans were the same.

"I..." Xiao Wu wanted to argue, but when she thought of her identity, she said nothing more. Her face only turned somewhat pale.

"Xiao Ze, Xiao Wu is just kind. She doesn't want to see so much death and bloodshed." Tang San sighed softly and spoke seriously.

"Kind? Neither Soul Masters nor soul beasts are kind. It is simply survival of the fittest.

There are plenty of human corpses in the mouths of soul beasts, and plenty of soul beast blood on the hands of Soul Masters. Unless the cultivation system of Soul Masters can be changed, nothing can change.

And with the greed of Soul Masters, perhaps in tens of thousands of years, soul beasts will disappear. The disappearance of soul beasts will also lead to the extinction of Soul Masters. Unless Soul Rings can be manufactured."

Xiao Ze said all this not because he thought they would listen, but because he felt this world was rather twisted.

The fact that few soul beasts would remain in the future was plain to see.

Hearing this, everyone was left speechless.

Oscar froze. Xiao Ze really was so knowledgeable.

"Isn't that a bit alarmist?" Xiao Wu swallowed and asked.

Xiao Ze chuckled. "Alarmist? You should know that soul beasts do not only have Soul Rings. They also have Soul Bones. Once Soul Rings are no longer enough, people will specifically hunt soul beasts for Soul Bones.

Human desire is like a boulder rolling down a mountain. Once it starts, it can never stop."

"Enough. You're still young. This has nothing to do with you. Oscar, go kill it." Zhao Wuji hurriedly interrupted.

He was speechless. Was this what cultured people were like? What Xiao Ze said actually made a lot of sense.

He even suspected Xiao Ze's Martial Soul was his mouth.

"Stop!"

At that moment, two figures approached from the distance.

One old, one young.

One was a white-haired elderly woman. Beside her stood a beautiful young woman, her curvaceous body wrapped in a fitted combat outfit.

"What is it?" Zhao Wuji asked.

"We were the ones chasing this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent. You cannot give it to him."

"What proof do you have?" Oscar felt that if he killed this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent, he would definitely gain a good soul skill.

"There are two wounds on this Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent's abdomen. They were inflicted by my Serpent Cane. My granddaughter has reached level thirty and needs her third Soul Ring."

Zhao Wuji looked over and saw that there were indeed wounds. He sneered. "May I ask your name?"

"This old woman is Chao Tianxiang."

"Snake Grandma?!" Zhao Wuji was somewhat surprised.

"That is I. And you are?"

"Zhao Wuji."

"Immovable Ming King?!" Chao Tianxiang was stunned.

Xiao Ze felt rather speechless as he watched the two converse.

So they had started probing each other. Still, that would indeed be safer.

If the other side happened to be from some major power, they could flee immediately.

After the two spoke for a long time, they still decided to settle the soul beast's ownership according to the rules of the Spirit Master World.

"Since he is from the Food System, I'll fight him!" Meng Yiran pointed at Xiao Ze.

Xiao Ze froze and pointed at himself. "Me?"

"That's right." Meng Yiran nodded.

This guy was so handsome, though a little dark. Still, he did not look very strong.

Oscar's face lit up. She had actually challenged Xiao Ze. Then his Martial Soul would not be taken away.

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Ze's strength was only inferior to Dai Mubai and Tang San when he used hidden weapons.

Of course, that was only because Xiao Ze had revealed part of his strength.

"Fine."

Xiao Ze slowly stepped forward. The others retreated and made room for the two of them.

"Xiao Ze, Martial Soul Black Earth, level twenty-eight Summoning System Soul Grandmaster."

"Meng Yiran, Martial Soul Serpent Cane, level thirty Power Attack System..."

Before Meng Yiran could finish speaking, she saw Xiao Ze's two Soul Rings—one yellow and one purple.

Chao Tianxiang was also stunned.

"Your Soul Ring?"

"Oh, a Thousand Year Soul Ring. It's nothing special. I absorbed it by luck."

Hearing that, everyone nearly rushed over and beat Xiao Ze to death.

If one failed to absorb such a Soul Ring, their body would explode. What did he mean, by luck?

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched. This guy looked quite serious, and he spoke with such eloquence, yet now he was showing off.

It was only a Thousand Year Soul Ring. My Soul Power is higher. The advantage is mine.

Meng Yiran encouraged herself.

She was older, and the youthful immaturity had faded from her face. Her figure was mature, especially her waist, which swayed unconsciously like that of a beautiful serpent.

Seeing her waist, Xiao Ze felt they should be able to try many positions.

"Suihua, Xi Mang."