Slay the Blue Silver King

"You go too far!"

The lush forest lay in ruins, the ground a muddy mess of crushed Blue Silver Grass fragments mixed with soil.

An aged voice rang out as countless thick trees transformed into spears soaring skyward, pressing toward the heavens like a steel forest.

But in a single exchange, Bibi Dong, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, twisted her wrist and sliced the incoming spears formed from Blue Silver Grass vines into several segments that tumbled down in pieces.

"Neither of you need to act."

Bibi Dong stopped Ghost and Yue Guan, who were about to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and ordered them back.

"Rakshasa Ghost Eye shakes heaven and earth, Vain Life Dream, slash!"

Bibi Dong's pupils were replaced by purple as endless killing intent poured into the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, launching an attack combined with the Slaughter God's Domain.

A pale white blade light tore through the void.

The Blue Silver King's massive body was split in two, its towering tree-like form crashing down, its life hanging by a thread.

Another youthful voice followed.

"Second Soul Skill, Spider Web Senluo Prison."

A purple light mass was thrown from the forest below, precisely wrapping around the part of the trunk about to snap—the Blue Silver King's last hope for survival.

The light mass exploded, a purple spider web enveloping most of the branches, and the lethal Death Spider Emperor poison seeped in instantly.

The originally dented trunk was quickly corroded by the potent venom, billowing thick smoke as the Death Spider Emperor poison infiltrated every crevice.

Though Qin Chuan was only a Soul Grand Master, his First Soul Ring came from a Death Demon Spider and his Second from a Man Faced Demon Spider—both demon spiders possessed venom beyond ordinary imagination.

This spider web wrapped around the trunk was covered in deadly Death Spider Emperor poison, and in just a moment, it brought the life of this eighty-five-thousand-year-old Blue Silver King to an end.

The towering tree crashed down, withered yellow leaves scattering like a rain of dried gold.

The trunk's surface was dotted with dark black spots that converged, forming a black ten-thousand-year soul ring.

At the same time, a soul bone broke free from the fractured area and floated before Qin Chuan.

"This old Blue Silver King actually dropped a trunk bone—you've got pretty good luck, kid." Bibi Dong plucked the Blue Silver King trunk bone floating in midair.

A cold electronic voice echoed in Qin Chuan's mind.

"Ding, detected host slaying the Blue Silver King, destroying Tang San's hope of awakening the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, achievement unlocked. Total reward: 100,000 Snow Hatred Value."

Of the 100,000 Snow Hatred Value, 85,000 came from the Blue Silver King, 10,000 from the achievement reward, and 5,000 from breaking 100,000 Snow Hatred Value for the first time.

Current Snow Hatred Value: 111,000/100

Qin Chuan watched the growing Snow Hatred Value but couldn't muster a happy mood.

Without a doubt, the eighty-five-thousand-year black soul ring from this Blue Silver King suited his Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul perfectly, but he couldn't absorb it anyway, and besides...

"Are you really sure you don't want to absorb this eighty-five-thousand-year trunk bone?"

Bibi Dong put her hands on her hips, looking helplessly at her precious son.

Qin Chuan shook his head. "Better leave it for someone it suits."

Bibi Dong's eyelids twitched at that, and unable to hold back, she grabbed Qin Chuan by the ear and said angrily, "Do you really think soul bones are cabbages, as many as you want? You know a soul master is lucky to get even one soul bone in a lifetime, let alone this eighty-five-thousand-year trunk bone—its value is almost on par with an ordinary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone."

Mentioning the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone only made Bibi Dong more furious.

That Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone they'd gotten before—Bibi Dong had hoped Qin Chuan would absorb it, but no, he'd refused a free gift, with the same excuse as this time.

She just couldn't understand. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone exposed to the outside world could stir up storms; history had even seen wars break out between two nations over one.

Qin Chuan's unmoved attitude was exactly what infuriated Bibi Dong—her son's ambition was too great.

"Mom, I really don't need these soul bones. They're just not right for me."

"Then tell me, which soul bones are right for you?" Bibi Dong asked with interest.

"For example, that Deep Sea Demonic Whale King in the deep sea, with a ninety-nine-thousand-year limit—I think that guy suits me well. And ten thousand years from now, the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord in the Demon Forest—that one suits me too." Qin Chuan smiled.

"...Even I'm tempted by the ones you're talking about."

Bibi Dong's second Martial Soul, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, was still missing two crucial soul rings.

In the end, Bibi Dong respected Qin Chuan's choice.

Qin Chuan had a system for gaining Snow Hatred Value by killing Shrek Academy students, and the shop could exchange for even stronger soul bones, so the Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone and Blue Silver King trunk bone were naturally beneath his notice.

Besides, the soul beasts related to the protagonist's group all had high cultivation years. Killing them not only provided soul rings but also earned Snow Hatred Value equal to their years, which could be exchanged for more powerful soul bones—why not?

The purpose of this trip was to kill the Blue Silver King, completely cutting off Tang San's last hope of awakening the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul and rising, along with the controlled Yu Xiaogang.

With that, the plan to cripple Tang San in this parallel time and space was complete, and they could prepare to head to Qin Chuan's world ten thousand years later.

Bibi Dong held Qin Chuan in her arms and flew away from the area, beginning the journey back to Martial Soul Hall.

Meanwhile, on the playground of Notting Academy.

A duel between work-study students and noble scions was underway.

"Ugh—"

Wang Sheng spat a mouthful of blood, knocked to the ground by a club strike, his face and arms covered in bruises. He tried to get up but failed, and his Martial Soul state faded away.

"Wang Sheng, are you regressing with age? Last time you could still trade blows with me, but this time you couldn't even last ten moves?"

"Pah!"

Wang Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood and muttered, "If I weren't trying to play up my misery in front of the new boss, I'd definitely rank higher in Sister Xiao Wu's heart than Tang San."

"Sister Xiao Wu, I lost! You have to get revenge for me!"

Xiao Wu planted her hands on her hips, her childish face full of anger. She wore a blue school uniform, and the two rabbit ears on her head were especially adorable.

"Boss Xiao! How dare you hit one of Sister Xiao Wu's people! Today, Sister Xiao Wu is going to show you what it means for flowers to bloom so red!"

Xiao Wu rolled up her sleeves, ready to step in herself, when her gaze inadvertently landed on Tang San, squeezed in among the Work-Study Students. Her eyes lit up.

"Xiao San, you're back!"

Xiao Wu rushed over to Tang San excitedly. After explaining the situation, Tang San's mind stirred. He had been worrying about not having a chance to show off his skills and test the power of his newly acquired First Soul Ring.

With that, Tang San slowly stepped forward, and a yellow soul ring lit up beneath his feet.

"Work-Study Student Tang San, Level 11 One-Ring Battle Soul Master."