The Great Swindler Flender

The Dragon Whisker Needle is an extremely vicious hidden weapon. When used, it takes the form of a needle, but once it enters the human body, it twists and curls into a ball.

Without hesitation, Lin Ye directly took that crystal.

Although he had no use for it, he couldn't leave it for Xiao Biesan.

In short, if Tang San was unhappy, Lin Ye was happy.

He liked to build his joy on Tang San's pain.

Just as he was about to look at other Soul Tools, Xue Di stopped him, not letting him continue his reckless spending.

Confused, Xue Di's voice rang in his mind, "These Soul Tools are all fakes."

What, all fakes?

Lin Ye was momentarily stunned, but he knew Xue Di wouldn't be mistaken.

Looking at these "Soul Tools" again, Lin Ye's mouth twitched.

This forgery technique was impressive—these fakes even emitted soul power fluctuations. He had no idea how it was done.

Lin Ye considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, yet even he had almost fallen for it.

It went without saying that ordinary soul masters with little experience, upon sensing such soul power fluctuations, would surely be overjoyed, thinking their luck had struck and they'd found a bargain, foolishly handing over their money to buy these fakes.

If among these fakes there were one or two genuine pieces, allowing someone to spot a bargain by eye or luckily pick a real one, that would be tolerable.

But the key point was that they were all fakes—that was going too far.

Profiteer, profiteer, a big, big profiteer.

No, this should count as fraud.

Come to think of it, if Flender really had this many Soul Tools, he wouldn't be worrying about Shrek Academy's funding.

At this, Lin Ye instantly lost interest.

"Boss, how much for this crystal?"

Flender, lying on his recliner, opened his eyes and sized up the young man before him, then couldn't help asking, "Kid, how old are you today?"

"Huh?"

Several question marks popped up over Lin Ye's head. What the hell, why ask my age?

Though puzzled, he still answered, "Twelve."

Twelve?

Flender was instantly dumbfounded, his eyes full of disbelief, a storm raging in his heart.

Good heavens, twelve years old, a 45th-level Soul Ancestor.

Which family's genius was this? Martial Soul Hall, or the Upper Three Sects?

Looking at the others, Xiao Wu was at 29th level—not bad, not bad, another little monster.

Bing Di's aura was concealed by the Soul Tool on her wrist, so in Flender's perception, she was just an ordinary person.

Xue Di, on the other hand, was completely unfathomable; his intuition told him this beautiful woman was definitely not simple.

And those you couldn't see through were always big shots far beyond you.

Amid his shock, a thought arose in Flender's mind: to lure this young man into his Shrek Academy.

Once this idea appeared, it spiraled out of control.

But how to lure him required careful method.

His thoughts raced, his eyes rolled, and a plan quickly formed in his mind.

Right then, Flender put on an act and asked, "Are you a student of Shrek Academy?"

Lin Ye: "???"

What the hell, what was this profiteer Flender saying? Didn't he know his own students?

Before Lin Ye could ask, Flender put on an expression of admiration and praise, speaking to himself, "A young talent like you could probably only come from Shrek Academy.

Shrek Academy's admission threshold is under twelve years old, with soul power above 25th level.

And those children from noble families, pampered since childhood, raised in a honey pot.

They have no understanding of the outside world, let alone combat. Such students, Shrek Academy also doesn't accept. Shrek Academy has enrolled a total of sixty-two students, but only fourteen have managed to graduate.

After leaving the academy, these fourteen have all become figures of worldwide renown. The most outstanding among them is now the youngest Elder in Martial Soul Hall, with authority second only to the Pope."

Having said this, Flender looked at Lin Ye with an approving gaze, speaking as if it were fact, "You are outstanding. With Shrek Academy's guidance, your future achievements will surely reach even greater heights."

After speaking, Flender observed the young man's reaction.

Hehehe, come on, come to Shrek. Aren't you curious what Shrek is like? Don't you want to make friends with other little monsters like yourself?

Hehehe, come on, come on!

Lin Ye: "..."

Alright, alright, there's also this way of praising yourself.

A Martial Soul Hall elder, with authority second only to the Pope? He really just says whatever comes to mind.

Who's he trying to fool?

But by now, Lin Ye had already caught on. Flender had been beating around the bush like that, probably because he'd taken a liking to his talent and wanted to pique his curiosity this way, luring him to his Shrek Academy.

Lin Ye didn't bother arguing with him over it. "Boss, how much for this crystal?"

Flender waved a hand dismissively. "It's not worth much. Just give me 10 Gold Soul Coins."

Inside, he thought: Maybe this kid will be a little monster of Shrek someday. I can't leave a bad impression on him.

Without another word, Lin Ye dropped 10 Gold Soul Coins and left the shop with the Board Crystal.

Once they were out of the shop and a short distance away, Xiao Wu couldn't hold back. "That Shrek place sounds interesting. Let's go check it out."

Lin Ye glanced at her and chuckled. "No wonder they say you're not the sharpest tool in the shed."

Hearing Lin Ye say she wasn't sharp, Xiao Wu immediately pouted, her cheeks puffing up in displeasure.

Lin Ye said calmly, "Don't you think everything he said was abrupt and out of nowhere?"

Xiao Wu frowned. "What do you mean?"

Lin Ye replied, "He's the headmaster of Shrek Academy. All that talk was just to make us curious and get us to go to his school."

Xiao Wu's eyes widened in realization. The human world is so complicated. I want to go back to the forest.

Beside them, Bing Di sniffed the air, her gaze locking onto a street-side snack stall. She perked up instantly. "There's good food over there."

With that, she looked at Lin Ye with eager eyes.

Meaning she wanted him to pay.

Truth was, she had her own Little Treasury, but whenever they went out together, he never offered to foot the bill.

A total little money-grubber.

Seeing her expectant look, Lin Ye smiled. "Don't rush. Let's find a place to stay first."

Xiao Wu spoke up. "There's a hotel over there. Let's stay there."

Everyone followed Xiao Wu's pointing finger and saw a very distinctive hotel.

The hotel wasn't large, but it had its own charm. The entire building looked like a giant rose, with walls and decorations in a vivid rose red.

Lin Ye's eyes lit up. "Rose Hotel. Looks nice. Come on, I'll take you all to check in."

With that, he led the way toward the Rose Hotel.

The three girls exchanged glances, then followed after him.