Defeating Xiao Wu, Devouring the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline

The group of Work-Study Students stood stunned for a moment, and Wang Sheng, who loved to lecture on dormitory rules and recruit underlings, ran up again.

"You're a Work-Study Student too, right?" Wang Sheng asked first.

Xiao Wu tilted her head in confusion: "Yeah, so what?"

"It's like this, we have a rule here in Dorm Seven..."

After listening to Wang Sheng's explanation, Xiao Wu immediately showed an interested expression.

"Interesting, then I want to be the boss too. You're the boss, right? I want to challenge you." Xiao Wu pointed directly at Wang Xian.

Wang Xian naturally agreed immediately, and the result of the battle was no surprise; Xiao Wu lost.

After all, she had no Soul Ring, her soul power was not as high as Wang Xian's, and the Control system countered the Agility-Attack system. It would have been a miracle if she could have beaten Wang Xian.

After capturing Xiao Wu's Martial Soul, Wang Xian didn't bother with the two of them anymore, left the dormitory, and arrived at the back mountain of Notting Academy.

Wang Xian sat cross-legged on the grass, took a deep breath, and recited silently in his heart.

"Open System Panel."

A translucent light screen unfolded before his eyes, and two system notifications popped up simultaneously.

"Martial Soul captured: Blue Silver Emperor (A-Rank). Initiate training?"

"Martial Soul captured: Soft Bone Rabbit (A-Rank). Initiate training?"

Wang Xian stared at those two lines, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

A-Rank.

He had captured so many Martial Souls in Emperor Soul Village and Notting Academy, and the highest he had ever seen was D-Rank. Moreover, there were fewer than five of those; most were just F-Rank and E-Rank trash.

These two were A-Rank right out of the gate, instantly raising the highest quality of Martial Soul he had ever seen by several levels.

"It seems that after a soul beast cultivates to one hundred thousand years, the boost to Martial Soul quality is indeed immense. The Soft Bone Rabbit is already comparable to the Blue Silver Emperor."

In the original work, the Shrek Seven Devils basically all consumed Immortal Herbs, except for Xiao Wu, yet her cultivation was always able to keep up with the others, which showed that her talent was not bad to begin with.

As a one-hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit in human form, her Martial Soul quality was naturally not going to be low.

Furthermore, the Blue Silver Emperor was already considered a Top-Tier Martial Soul in the classification of Douluo Continent, yet it was only A-Rank.

By this logic, only a God-Tier Martial Soul should be able to touch the threshold of a higher grade.

"But why wasn't there the Clear Sky Hammer? Could it be that I can only capture one Martial Soul at a time, and I have to defeat Tang San twice to capture the Clear Sky Hammer?" Wang Xian couldn't help but speculate.

"Forget it, I'll be staying at Notting Academy for a while. Given Tang San's personality, he will definitely fight me again, and it will be clear then."

Wang Xian pulled back his thoughts, not hesitating.

"Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul and Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, both initiate extreme training."

Tang San was clearly his enemy, an existence that had to be dealt with.

As for Xiao Wu, given her relationship with Tang San in the original work, plus the fact that he had just defeated her, according to her headstrong personality, she would definitely be relentless later and might even hold a grudge.

Rather than waiting for trouble to come knocking, it was better to nip it in the bud.

The system notification sound rang out again.

"Extreme training initiated."

"Blue Silver Emperor (A-Rank) training in progress, progress: 1%. Estimated completion time: nine years. (For high-quality Martial Souls of the same type, once training progress reaches 50%, you may begin to devour the opponent's bloodline.)"

"Soft Bone Rabbit (A-Rank) training in progress, progress: 1%. Estimated completion time: nine years."

"I can actually devour the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline." Wang Xian was overjoyed as he looked at the prompt above.

Although his Blue Silver Grass had become extremely strong after fusing with various traits, its bloodline had never actually been upgraded.

If he could devour Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline and allow his Martial Soul to evolve into a Blue Silver Emperor, it would inevitably become even more formidable.

Moreover, once Tang San lost his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, he would also be significantly weakened.

"Nine years?"

Wang Xian frowned. This was the first time he had encountered a Martial Soul that required such a long training time, and that was even under the extreme training state.

He thought about it and figured it must be due to the massive gap in Martial Soul quality.

His own Martial Soul was only D-Rank; being three full levels away from A-Rank was already a chasm that was difficult to cross.

"System, if my Martial Soul quality improves, will this time be shortened?"

"Yes."

Wang Xian breathed a sigh of relief. Nine years was indeed too long, but as long as the Martial Soul quality could be raised, the time could be compressed.

He stopped thinking about the training, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate his soul power.

Inside the dormitory, Tang San sat on the edge of his bed, having just finished laying out the bedding issued by Notting Academy.

Xiao Wu leaned over from the side, looked at the brand-new quilt on his bed, then looked at her own empty bed, and pouted.

"Let's share the bed, I don't have a quilt," Xiao Wu said righteously, as if she didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

Tang San opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at Xiao Wu's bright, sparkling eyes, the words died on his lips.

Just as Xiao Wu finished spreading out her bedding and sat down next to Tang San, both of their bodies shuddered simultaneously.

Tang San suddenly pressed a hand to his chest, his brows furrowed tightly as an indescribable sense of discomfort surged from deep within his body.

It felt as if a tiny thread had been pulled away, or perhaps as if someone had lightly plucked at his soul.

The sensation came and went in a flash, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed at all.

Tang San looked down at his palms and checked the soul power within his body; everything was normal.

He turned to look at Xiao Wu, who was also frowning with her hand pressed to her chest, a look of confusion on her face.

Tang San remained silent for a moment, then shook his head, pushing the lingering doubt in his heart aside.

Perhaps it was just the new environment, and his body hadn't adjusted yet.

Neither of them gave it any more thought.

As the sky grew dim, the other Work-Study Students in the dormitory were busy with their own affairs, occasionally glancing toward Tang San and Xiao Wu, but no one came over to speak to them.

Ever since the fight that afternoon, the attitude of the Work-Study Students in Dorm Seven toward Tang San had turned much colder.

After all, they hadn't acknowledged Wang Xian as their boss, so they weren't exactly on the same side as Tang San.

Xiao Wu's stomach let out a growl; she rubbed her belly and stood up. "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Tang San nodded, stood up, and followed her out.

By evening, the sun was setting.

Wang Xian, who had been cultivating since morning, finally finished his session, opened his eyes, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He rubbed his stomach; having not eaten all day, his stomach felt empty, and he was feeling a bit lightheaded from hunger.

"I'll go grab some dinner first, then head to the Black Market in the city. The things I need should have arrived by now, right?"

He stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, followed the small path down the back mountain, and headed toward the cafeteria.

There weren't many people in the cafeteria; most students had already eaten by this hour.

Wang Xian ordered two bowls of rice, a serving of braised pork, and a bowl of vegetable soup, then found a seat in a corner and polished it all off in no time.

By the time he finished eating, the sky had turned completely dark.

Wang Xian took advantage of the night to leave Notting Academy; the academy walls were not high, and climbing over them was no difficult task for him.