Misleading the Young

"It's just a pity that Ma Hongjun kid, a top mutant Beast Martial Soul seedling, I'm afraid..."

"I'm going to be delayed again by people like this who don't know the heights of the world and like to make alarmist statements."

"You are misleading me!"

He said this as if he was the one who really cared about Ma Hongjun, and he easily placed the responsibility on Fu Shiyan.

Time passed, and eight months had passed since the last time Flender returned alone.

Shrek Academy's current only student, Mo Xuan, who is also relatively the most talented, finally broke through to level 30 under the "careful" guidance of Yu Xiaogang.

As usual, Dean Flender and Vice Dean Zhao Wuji personally led them to Soul Beast Forest to hunt for the third Spirit Ring.

Before departure, Yu Xiaogang carefully selected a "Soul-Eater Demon Spider" for Mo Xuan based on his "Limit Spirit Ring Theory" with a cultivation level of about 1,700 years and in line with the third Spirit Ring limit year.

He firmly told Mo Xuan and the two deans that as long as it is successfully absorbed, the quality of Spirit Skill and the improvement of Soul Power will far exceed that of ordinary Spirit Ring.

Mo Xuan heard this, feeling excited and full of expectations.

He was born in a poor family, and to be able to enter Shrek Academy and receive personal guidance from "Grandmaster" was a great blessing to him.

He firmly believed in the theory of Yu Xiaogang, and imagined with great longing how powerful Spirit Skill he would be after absorbing this "Limit Spirit Ring", and how many levels Soul Power would be able to soar.

However, he ignored a fatal problem.

Due to long-term malnutrition in childhood, his body was already weak.

After entering Shrek Academy, although Yu Xiaogang provided some so-called "nutritional meals", it was accompanied by more rigorous and even high-intensity training with potential for overdraft.

This caused his physical fitness to not be effectively enhanced during this period of time, but instead declined due to excessive consumption, and he has been in a state of "externally strong but internally dry".

Based on his current physical condition, the Thousand-Year Spirit Ring that can be safely absorbed may reach its limit just after crossing the thousand-year threshold.

One thousand seven hundred years, far beyond the load his body can bear.

The process of going to Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Spirit Ring went smoothly.

Facing this seventeen-year-old Soul-Eater Demon Spider, Flender and Zhao Wuji, it took almost no effort.

Looking at the deep purple Spirit Ring floating on Soul-Eater Demon Spider's body, Mo Xuan's eyes were filled with longing.

He sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and began to guide Spirit Ring.

At first, it seemed to be going well.

Spirit Ring energy poured into the body, Mo Xuan operated Soul Power according to the method taught by Yu Xiaogang, trying to guide and integrate.

But soon, his expression began to look strange.

The cheeks that were originally red due to excitement quickly lost their color and became as pale as paper.

Large beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his brows were furrowed, and his body began to tremble slightly.

"Boss Fu, something doesn't seem right."

Zhao Wuji has been staring at Mo Xuan, frowning at the sight, and whispered to Flender beside him, with obvious worry in his tone.

Flender actually saw the state of Mo Xuan, and felt uneasy in his heart.

But his mind immediately echoed Yu Xiaogang's confident theoretical explanation, as well as his blind trust in this brother's theoretical level for many years.

He forced down his doubts, shook his head pretending to be calm, and whispered:

"It's okay, Lao Zhao."

"Absorbing Limit Spirit Ring, according to the theory of Xiao Gang, the pressure will definitely be greater than absorbing Spirit Ring normally, and the pain is inevitable."

"Just get over it and it'll be fine. This is all normal. It's Spirit Ring energy that is transforming his body."

He seemed to be comforting Zhao Wuji, more like he was convincing himself.

However, instead of getting better, the situation took a turn for the worse!

Mo Xuan's body was shaking more and more violently, and blood began to overflow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth. Then, blood streaks began to ooze from his nose, ears, corners of his eyes... all his orifices!

It looked miserable and terrifying.

"Flender!" Zhao Wuji's voice rose, and he said with shock and anger, "Is this fucking normal?!"

Flender's face also changed completely, but he still held on to a trace of luck and his voice was a little dry:

"Wait... wait a little longer!"

"Xiao Gang said that extreme absorption is a brush with death, and willpower is the key!"

"Mo Xuan This kid has a tough heart and will definitely be able to get through it!"

"If you interrupt him now, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and you may suffer backlash!"

He stared at Mo Xuan, praying crazily in his heart that Yu Xiaogang's theory was correct, praying that this was just a painful test that he had to go through to absorb the powerful Spirit Ring.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel.

"Ah--!!!"

A shrill wail of extreme pain erupted from Mo Xuan's throat!

The Soul Power around him was completely out of control, running wildly inside his body!

The blood vessels under the skin bulged and burst like twisted earthworms, and fine blood beads seeped out from the pores, instantly turning him into a bloody man!

His Martial Soul shadow flashed and trembled violently behind him, making an overwhelming hum.

"No!" Zhao Wuji's eyes were about to burst, and he stepped forward regardless of everything.

But it was too late.

"Bang--!!!"

A dull sound, like a balloon bursting!

The phantom of Martial Soul behind Mo Xuan actually... exploded under the impact of the violent Soul Power!

It turned into specks of light and quickly dissipated in the air.

At the same time, Mo Xuan's body felt as if all the bones had been taken away. It suddenly went limp and fell straight back. He completely lost consciousness. Only his weak breath with blood foam proved that he was still alive.

"Mo Xuan!" Flender and Zhao Wuji rushed forward at the same time.

With trembling hands, Flender felt for Mo Xuan's pulse, and then checked his body and Martial Soul's condition.

After a moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and slowly spoke with a gloomy face and a hoarse voice:

"This kid... is useless."

Zhao Wuji squatted aside, looking at the tragic situation where the young boy he had personally recruited as a student, who was not top-notch in talent but was diligent and hard-working, and whom he secretly favored, was dying and Martial Soul was dissipating, an uncontrollable anger rushed straight to the top of his head!

He stood up suddenly, stared at Flender with red eyes, and said angrily, almost roaring:

"I'll just say it! I'll just say something is wrong!"

"What the hell Grandmaster!"

"What Limit Theory! Boss Fu, you were deceived by him!!"

"It's not enough that you were harmed by him, are you going to harm these children too?!"

After saying that, he would lean over and pick up Mo Xuan, who was unconscious and breathing weakly:

"Why are you still standing there? Take him out quickly to find a doctor! Maybe... maybe he can be saved!"

"Wait! Lao Zhao!"