Selling a Soul Bone

South Gate Commercial Street!

In the past, the South Gate, which saw the most foot traffic, would certainly have been livelier than the East Gate, where Shrek Academy was located. However, because Shrek Academy had been admitting new students these past few days, the South Gate was comparatively much quieter.

The entrance fee was one Silver Soul Coin. It might not seem expensive, but accumulated over time, it became an astonishing sum. One-tenth of Shrek City's annual tax revenue came from this alone.

The area beyond the South Gate was Shrek City's most prosperous commercial district. All manner of shops stood side by side, selling specialty goods from the various great empires. Shrek City's size and permanent population might not compare to the capitals of those empires, but it was undoubtedly the center of the continent.

Wu Xuan stopped in front of a shop.

Treasure Pavilion

According to the memories of his Previous Life, Treasure Pavilion was an enterprise belonging to Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion. If he wanted to sell the thousand-year Crimson Flame Tiger Left Arm Soul Bone, then Treasure Pavilion was undoubtedly the most suitable place.

Wu Xuan concealed his face beneath a large hood and slowly entered Treasure Pavilion.

A server immediately came forward. "What does this gentleman need at Treasure Pavilion?"

"I'd like to sell something," Wu Xuan said in a slightly rough voice.

The server smiled faintly. "Then please follow me to a private room in the side hall and wait. We have dedicated appraisers who will assess the value of your goods."

Wu Xuan nodded and followed the server.

Before long, an elderly man with slightly graying hair pushed open the door and entered. "Sorry to keep you waiting, guest. What would you like to sell?"

Wu Xuan did not beat around the bush. He tapped the Storage Soul Tool at his waist and took out a cloth bundle. "This is a thousand-year Crimson Flame Tiger Left Arm Soul Bone. What price can it fetch?"

The old man picked up the Soul Bone and examined it carefully. After a moment, he said, "A Crimson Flame Tiger Left Arm Soul Bone of around eleven hundred years, in excellent condition. If you wish to sell it, our shop can offer this amount."

As he spoke, the old man wrote down a string of numbers before Wu Xuan.

"Three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins," Wu Xuan murmured.

"Fine. Sold." Wu Xuan nodded and accepted the price.

The old man smiled faintly, then clapped his hands. A maid entered carrying a tray.

The old man took three gold cards from the tray and handed them to Wu Xuan.

"The transaction is complete. Take good care of this guest." The old man bowed to Wu Xuan once more, picked up the Soul Bone, and left the private room.

Having made a windfall, Wu Xuan naturally did not linger. After declining the server's hospitality, he hurriedly left Treasure Pavilion.

In a secluded corner of an alley, Wu Xuan quickly removed his black robe and headed for another commercial street.

An ordinary thousand-year Soul Bone had sold for three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Back when his father and mother were still alive, his family had never even possessed savings of fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

With that, Wu Xuan had become rich overnight.

While wandering around, Wu Xuan found a relatively quiet hotel and promptly collapsed onto the bed, sleeping soundly.

Though there was nothing wrong with his body, he could not help feeling mentally exhausted.

For five or six days in a row, he wandered around Shrek City during the day, purchasing supplies he would need for studying at Shrek Academy. At night, he did not even cultivate Soul Power, forcing himself to sleep and relax his mind.

Early in the morning, as the distant sky had only begun to pale, Wu Xuan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed cultivating, slowly opened his eyes. The pale cyan Soul Power flickering over his body gradually withdrew back into him.

"Today is one of the last two days for Shrek Academy's new student admissions. It's time for me to register."

Shrek Outer Court assigned classes according to registration order. To avoid ending up in that old witch Zhou Yi's class, Wu Xuan had deliberately waited until the final few days to register.

After washing up, he ate breakfast in the hotel lobby before checking out and heading toward the East Gate, where Shrek Academy was located.

The hotel's environment and service were quite good. Three Gold Soul Coins a day was not particularly expensive.

Half an hour later, Wu Xuan had circled around from the south side of Shrek City to outside the East Gate.

At the East Gate, more than a dozen young men and women only a few years older than him were patrolling. Each wore pale yellow clothing with a green emblem on the chest. These were the uniforms of Shrek Academy's second- and third-year Outer Court students.

At the moment, only a sparse few vendors had gathered nearby, and even the line of new students was nearly empty.

Wu Xuan walked forward. The Teacher who had been dozing instantly straightened in his seat and asked, "Name?"

"Wu Xuan."

"Age?"

"Eleven."

"Martial Soul?"

"Wind Element Control."

"Wind element?" Both the registration Teacher and the student recording the information were visibly startled. The Teacher's eyes even began to shine.

"Let me see your recommendation letter!"

Wu Xuan nodded and took out an envelope, handing it to the registration Teacher.

As the Teacher opened the envelope, he casually asked, "Soul Power?"

"Level 34 Soul Elder," Wu Xuan replied calmly.

"Mm... huh?" Upon hearing Wu Xuan's Soul Power Level, the Teacher froze. He instantly lost his composure, setting down the envelope and staring unblinkingly at Wu Xuan.

"Hold out your hand."

Wu Xuan stretched out his hand at the words. The registration Teacher squeezed his palm, then took out a crystal ball.

Wu Xuan directly placed his hand on it. At once, cyan light blazed from the crystal ball, filling more than eighty percent of it.

"Whoa! Looks like the academy has found a treasure this year!" The male Teacher could not help sighing as he watched the glowing crystal ball.

"Come on, little classmate. Summon your Martial Soul."

Wu Xuan raised his brows slightly. He had not even enrolled yet, but this Teacher's form of address had already changed.

His Spiritual Power surged. The next moment, a dark cyan whirlwind appeared in Wu Xuan's hand.

"Mm! Your Martial Soul is of very high quality!" After glancing at the recommendation letter, the Teacher picked up a stamp from the side and pressed it onto the newly completed information form.

"Ahem! Student Wu Xuan, given your exceptional ability, I'll make the decision to exempt you from the remaining tests. Shen Liang! Come over and take this little classmate inside to familiarize him with the academy grounds," the admissions Teacher called out.

"Yes, Teacher!" A rather handsome male student ran over.

"Thank you, Teacher!" Wu Xuan put away the information form and recommendation letter. After thanking the Teacher, he entered the academy.

"After all these years of Shrek admissions, this is the first time I've encountered such a little monster. An elemental Martial Soul! When Ling Luochen first enrolled, her Soul Power seemed to have only been level twenty-six!" Watching Wu Xuan gradually walk away, the Teacher could not help muttering.

Shrek Academy's grounds were beautiful, with abundant, flourishing vegetation. Walking along the broad avenue, no matter which direction one looked, there were at least more than ten kinds of plants in sight. Clearly, every one of them had been carefully trimmed.

After advancing two hundred meters, several enormous statues ahead blocked their view. There were ten statues in total, each ten meters tall and carved from the hardest granite.

These were the Golden Iron Triangle that had founded Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago, as well as the first generation of the Shrek Seven Devils.

Shen Liang, who was introducing the academy to Wu Xuan from the side, spoke with great passion and endless enthusiasm.

Wu Xuan merely glanced over the statues before withdrawing his gaze and halfheartedly humoring the enthusiastic senior beside him. He had no interest in Gangzi or the Shrek Seven Devils from ten thousand years ago.

Heading left from the statues, the road remained broad enough for four or five carriages to travel side by side. A sign by the roadside bore the words Lakeside Path.

Through the lush trees on their right, they could faintly see a broad expanse of water. In other words, behind the ten statues lay an enormous lake.

The two followed Lakeside Path south for nearly a quarter of an hour before turning west. After walking for another quarter of an hour or so, the path began to narrow, and a vast rectangular plaza came into view. A sign beside it read Shrek Square.