A Soul Elder with Three Thousand-Year Soul Rings, One Shock After Another

"Hello, Director Du." Xue Nianbing stepped forward with a smile.

Du Wilun frowned slightly at the sight.

Clearly, this was against the rules. But rules were ultimately dead, while people were alive; one had to know how to be flexible.

Beibei's status was special, so he had to give him this courtesy.

Besides, since Beibei dared to bring Xue Nianbing here, there was clearly something special about him.

Therefore, he could first probe Xue Nianbing's Martial Soul and Soul Power Level before deciding whether to bend the rules.

"Ordinarily, it is not permitted. However, Shrek Academy has always given preferential treatment to monster students."

"Release your Martial Soul first, then let me test your Bone Age and Soul Power Level. If they far exceed Shrek Academy's admission standards... then this principle does not apply."

Du Wilun spoke.

Beibei stood quietly to one side, a trace of curiosity appearing on his face as well.

He only knew that Xue Nianbing was a Soul Elder, that his Martial Soul was an ice spear, and that he possessed Thousand-Year Soul Rings. He knew nothing else.

It would not be bad to take this opportunity to learn more about Xue Nianbing.

"My Martial Soul is called the Frosty Ice Spear."

Xue Nianbing nodded slightly and activated his Martial Soul.

The next instant, ice-blue light blossomed, enveloping an area roughly two meters around Xue Nianbing as an exceedingly terrifying chill spread outward.

Beibei was startled and hurriedly backed away.

For an instant, he felt as though even his soul was about to freeze.

The temperature throughout the office rapidly plummeted. Centered on Xue Nianbing, frost had already spread across everything within three meters.

"This is..."

Du Wilun's expression abruptly changed, as though he had thought of a certain possibility.

Amid his shock, intense delight filled his heart.

Whoosh.

Then, light flashed in Xue Nianbing's right hand, and an ice spear roughly ten feet long appeared in his grasp. The spear shaft was as thick as the bottom of a bowl, speckled with frost and exceptionally dazzling.

Most terrifying of all was the chill unconsciously emitted by the ice spear, enough to make one's heart tremble.

Immediately after, Soul Rings slowly rose.

Purple, purple, purple!

Du Wilun and Beibei were instantly dumbfounded by the sight.

Shouldn't the normal configuration have been yellow, yellow, purple...? A few Soul Masters might perhaps have a Thousand-Year second ring.

But a Thousand-Year first ring? That was far too outrageous.

"Brother Xue, you..." Beibei did not even know what to say.

He had always thought Xue Nianbing was only somewhat stronger than him.

Now, it seemed he was more than just a little stronger.

Three Thousand-Year Soul Skills as a Soul Elder—he was practically invincible among those of the same rank.

"Student Nianbing, from my observations, all three of your Soul Rings are extremely close to the Ten Thousand Years level."

"Since that is the case, why did you only fuse Thousand-Year Soul Rings?"

Du Wilun stared solemnly at the three Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

As a Soul Douluo, his eyesight was naturally not lacking.

The three Thousand-Year Soul Rings on the Frosty Ice Spear had turned purple so dark they were nearly black. They had clearly come from Soul Beasts over nine thousand years old.

If he could withstand more than nine thousand years for his first ring, shouldn't the latter two rings have been Ten Thousand Years level?

Hearing Du Wilun's question, Beibei's mouth twitched.

Why only Thousand-Year Soul Rings?

Wasn't this already shocking enough? Did he really expect Ten Thousand-Year second and third rings?

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

"I still could not withstand the soul shock of a Ten Thousand-Year Soul Beast, so I absorbed Thousand-Year ones."

Xue Nianbing casually made up an excuse.

Du Wilun nodded slightly upon hearing it, clearly believing him.

Looking at Xue Nianbing, he revealed a smile. "From this day onward, you are a First-Year Freshman in the outer court of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department."

If he still clung to principles when faced with such a monster Soul Master, then he truly did not deserve to sit in this position.

Accept him. He had to accept him!

Moreover, Xue Nianbing's Frosty Ice Spear Martial Soul might very well be the legendary Extreme Ice that had never appeared before!

He was not certain and still needed to report it to the dean.

"Don't you need to test my Bone Age and Soul Power?" Xue Nianbing asked.

"No need."

"Your Bone Age completely meets the requirements, and as for your Soul Power Level, your three Thousand-Year Soul Rings are the best proof."

Du Wilun shook his head.

A Soul Elder with three Thousand-Year Soul Rings, and possibly even Extreme Ice.

Even if Xue Nianbing's Bone Age was a little high, Shrek Academy would still accept him. This was what they called special talent, special treatment.

Next, Du Wilun had Xue Nianbing fill out some identity information.

Very quickly, the enrollment procedures were completed.

Xue Nianbing had chosen the Power Attack System. His class assignment would not be available for another few days, so he could not see it yet.

After finishing everything, Du Wilun seemed somewhat anxious, as though he wanted to confirm something as soon as possible. He handed Xue Nianbing over to Beibei and said, "Beibei, take Student Nianbing to the dormitory."

"Yes, Director Du."

Beibei nodded.

Watching Xue Nianbing and Beibei leave, Du Wilun could no longer remain calm.

He immediately set all his affairs aside, took Xue Nianbing's identity information, and flew toward Sea God Lake—the Inner Court.

Such an important matter had to be reported to the dean as soon as possible.

Their academy had gained a genius, a genius capable of shocking the entire academy.

Dormitory Area.

The four Dormitory Buildings were all six stories tall.

Like the Teaching Buildings, they were divided into four colors—white, yellow, purple, and black—representing the six grades respectively.

At the entrance of the White Dormitory Building, an elderly man reclined halfway on a lounge chair.

He wore a Gray Cloth Robe. Deep wrinkles covered his face, his eyes were cloudy, and his eyelids drooped. He looked like a man at the end of his life.

The sunlight between the buildings happened to fall upon him, and the old man looked quite comfortable.

Beibei brought Xue Nianbing to the White Dormitory Building.

Seeing the old man at the entrance, he immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

Xue Nianbing looked at the old man, his thoughts drifting far away.

Who would have thought that this frail old man at death's door was actually the mighty Dragon God Douluo, Mu En?

One truly could not judge a person by appearances.

Xue Nianbing felt neither dislike nor fondness toward Mu En.

There was only one point: Mu En's dedication to Shrek Academy was truly beyond reproach. Xue Nianbing could not help but admire him for it.

After Beibei finished paying his respects, he prepared to lead Xue Nianbing into the Dormitory Building.

Xue Nianbing, meanwhile, gave Mu En a slight nod and revealed a calm smile.

Then, he entered the Dormitory Building.

After the two left, a trace of shock flashed through Mu En's cloudy gaze as he lay on the lounge chair.

What a powerful Dragon Race Aura. This youth must possess an exceedingly powerful Dragon Race Martial Soul. Mu En was secretly startled.

His Bright Holy Dragon was already among the finest Dragon Race Martial Souls.

Yet when facing Xue Nianbing, the Dragon Clan bloodline that faintly flickered within the other's body was of an extraordinarily high quality.

Before it, the Bright Holy Dragon was like a child meeting its ancestor.

"Shrek Academy will welcome a monster genius."

A gratified smile appeared on Mu En's lips.

The moment he saw Xue Nianbing, other thoughts had arisen in his heart.

Perhaps someone could inherit his legacy.

Meanwhile, Beibei led Xue Nianbing to his dormitory, gave him a few instructions, and then left.

On one hand, he did not have much to talk about with Xue Nianbing.

On the other hand, he was applying to advance to the fourth grade and did not have that much time.