A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast That Walked Right To My Door?

Ah Yin could not help muttering inwardly, "Are all you Soft Bone Rabbits like this?"

So lively, bold, and mischievous.

She also recalled Rou'er's background.

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

She once had a sworn elder brother named Xiao Wu, also a Soft Bone Rabbit with the same free-spirited, unruly nature. Later, Xiao Wu 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 named the child Xiao Wu and had raised her as her mother ever since.

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

Three in a row—these Soft Bone Rabbits were each more unreliable than the last!

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

Ah Yin snapped back to her senses and immediately tried to dissuade her.

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

But Rou'er waved her hand indifferently.

"He tortured Spirit Beasts like that. He deserves to be punished! This is karma!"

Confidence flickered in her eyes.

"Don't worry. After taking human form, I tested it several times on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest. Those human Soul Masters lose their wits as long as I give them a look, and they obey my every word."

"As for that Title Douluo..."

Rou'er took out a small blade of grass from her bosom, dark gray from root to tip, without the slightest fluctuation of Soul Power.

"This is Breath Concealing Grass. As long as we smear its sap over our bodies, it can conceal the aura of us Spirit Beasts. So long as I don't actively use Soul Power, even a Title 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 became a streak of pink lightning, vanishing instantly into the shadows of the forest.

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

Elsewhere.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's party had begun regrouping, preparing to return to the clan.

In a corner of the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel that he had completely absorbed the Dawnlight Qilin Colt's essence of flesh and blood.

In his palm, the adorable Luo Sanpao Martial Soul seemed to have gained an indescribable hint of spirituality. Faint golden specks flashed 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 this was not entirely due to the flesh and blood—his tireless cultivation day and night accounted for more of it—the final push still filled his heart with wild joy.

He subconsciously raised his head, wanting to share the good news with the clan members.

Yet what he saw was still the same scene.

Every gaze, every word of praise, every discussion was gathered around Yu Xiaoheng like stars surrounding the moon.

No one noticed him at all.

The Elders who had previously been concerned about his condition had merely swept their Soul Power over him. Once they confirmed that consuming the flesh and blood had not left behind any hidden danger, they did not spare him another glance.

As though his increase in Soul Power was nothing worth mentioning.

This time, Yu Xiaogang felt neither anger nor jealousy.

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

Then, without a word, he blended into the party and followed the main group onward.

At the very front of the party, Yu Xiaoheng sat atop a magnificent warhorse, his mind rapidly calculating.

His surging Soul Power urgently needed actual combat to be properly absorbed.

Where could he find suitable opponents?

His thoughts naturally 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 a subsidiary advanced Soul Master Academy under its command, named Thunder Academy.

Perhaps he could use the Young Sect Master's status to facilitate a so-called "Exchange Tournament" between Thunder Academy and Skywater Academy?

As long as he could establish a connection, he would have a chance to approach the Water Clan's Ancestor.

The moment this idea arose, Yu Xiaoheng felt it was feasible.

With his status as the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, arranging an Exchange Tournament would be effortless, wouldn't it?

But on second thought, he frowned again.

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

Even if it was only to imprint an Ice Pattern, it still required the other party's complete trust and cooperation.

That was not the kind of relationship an Exchange Tournament could build.

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-tempered female instructor, with two young maidens beside her.

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

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

The other maiden, Shui Lingxi, blushed lightly and nodded vigorously.

It was not as though they had never seen 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 unexpectedly crossed paths once before, only to encounter him again now.

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

"Still looking? He's already far away."

Teacher Lin Qinglan teased from beside them.

"If you like him, why not chase after him?"

"Teacher Lin!"

Shui Yun'er stamped her foot and said shyly, "We... we can't even look?"

Shui Lingxi also let out a faint sigh.

"That's right. Skywater Academy is full of women. We probably won't ever see a young man like that again."

The Blue Lightning party traveled for about half an hour.

The forest wind carried a faint chill, whipping the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's banners until they snapped loudly.

"Report!"

An urgent shout shattered the silence of the march.

A guard raced in on horseback from the rear of the party. He leaped down, then dropped to one knee.

"Reporting to the 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 and have already detained her!"

An assassin?

Yu Xiaoheng reined in his horse, his brows drawing together slightly.

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

Naturally, they had not brought things like cages or restraints while traveling.

Before long, two clan guards escorted a maiden in a pink dress to the front of the party.

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

The maiden's voice was clear, tinged with spoiled indignation.

She was Rou'er.

At that moment, her wrist was tightly gripped by a Soul King-level Guard, and waves of pain shot through her joints. Yet rather than showing fear, her bright, watery eyes gleamed with excitement.

The plan worked!