The Greatness of the Paulownia, One Cauldron Cannot Contain!

"It's them!"

Tang Wutong understood instantly; those two had made their move.

This must be one of their soul skills, yet to think a soul skill could possess such heaven-defying effects.

Consider yourselves sensible...

She gave a soft huff in her heart, though the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

With the blessing of a god's-eye view, she forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, dodging the Soul-Extinguishing Spear at an inconceivable angle.

Not daring to delay, she beat her wings violently, turning to put distance between herself and Yang Wushuang.

"You actually dodged it?"

Yang Wushuang let out a soft sound of surprise, a flicker of astonishment crossing his eyes.

Although he hadn't used his full strength for that strike, he doubted even an average agility-type Soul Elder could have evaded it.

"Then what about this one..."

He looked up at the retreating Tang Wutong, increased his force, and the Soul-Extinguishing Spear transformed into a black dragon once more, shooting straight out.

This time, the speed was even greater!

ROAR!

The black flood dragon bellowed, the spear tip tearing through the air with a sharp, piercing hiss.

Tang Wutong's beautiful eyes narrowed.

That cool sensation surged once again; the trajectory of the Soul-Extinguishing Spear, and even the direction of Yang Wushuang's next exertion of force, appeared clearly within her perception.

Her figure flickered, her light wings beating in succession, carving beautiful arcs through the air as she attempted to repeat her previous tactic.

But this time, the long spear followed like a shadow.

No matter how she changed direction, that streak of black remained within three feet behind her, impossible to shake off or evade.

"Damn it!"

Tang Wutong gritted her teeth, her powder-blue eyes filled with unwillingness.

Too slow!

Her reaction speed was too slow!

Even if she could capture the trajectory of the long spear, her body simply could not keep up with the speed of her thoughts.

Seeing the black spear tip rapidly enlarging in her vision, she had no choice but to fold her wings, preparing to take the strike head-on.

BANG!

The long spear slammed into the light wings with a dull, booming roar.

Tang Wutong instantly lost her balance, the world spinning before her eyes, and she was sent flying backward like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Still lacking in experience."

Yang Wushuang shook his head slightly and took a long stride forward, his spear dragging along the ground, sending sparks flying.

He had told the three of them to cooperate, yet they were arrogant enough to challenge a Soul Emperor like him individually.

It was time to teach these youngsters a lesson.

However, just as he prepared to press his advantage, a sharp cry suddenly rang out from mid-air.

"First Soul Skill, Cauldron Tremor!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Three Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldrons radiating golden light descended from the sky.

Two of them moved left and right, their bodies spinning with the force of Mount Tai, suppressing Yang Wushuang from above!

At the same time, the final great cauldron whistled toward Tang Wutong, its mouth wide open, swallowing her whole.

Immediately, all three cauldrons chimed in unison!

HUM—

Violent vibrations rippled across the arena, layer upon layer of visible golden ripples sweeping out in all directions.

Yang Wushuang, who was in pursuit, was hit head-on; a piercing hum rang in his ears, forcing his pursuit to a sudden, screeching halt.

In that split second of hesitation, the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron carried Tang Wutong into the air, returning her to the sky.

"Hiss! Interesting."

Yang Wushuang shook his slightly dizzy head, rubbed his temples, and looked up at the sky with a smile.

Although that butterfly girl was a bit of a loner, the two of them had still stepped in to save her; in terms of character, they had already passed.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the chief examiner watching the match was staring with great interest at the figure rapidly circling in the sky.

It was a massive blue bird, its entire body wreathed in wind and lightning, with a wingspan exceeding two meters; every beat of its wings stirred up the hissing of fine electric currents.

Standing on the back of the blue bird were two figures; he had witnessed Jiang Yi release this soul beast with his own eyes.

"Is the Martial Soul's ability to control Soul Beasts? And the second Soul Ring is already a thousand-year one... This year's batch is certainly lively!"

The chief examiner smiled.

Controlling Soul Beasts, while rare, was not entirely unheard of; this year's batch even had a Treasure Tome Martial Soul that possessed a similar ability.

Among the new students this time, there were far too many unexpected little ones.

The young son of Duke White Tiger, the young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the young master of the Clear Sky Sect... and now this boy.

"I wonder if Dean Xian would have any interest in this."

The chief examiner stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful.

Things manifested by Martial Souls were almost always real; a Martial Soul capable of subduing Soul Beasts was likely a variation of some kind of Soul Tool.

Could he perhaps make some progress?

The academy's upper management had been tilting resources toward the Soul Tool Academy for years, a fact everyone could see clearly.

Just as he was calculating to himself, the three great cauldrons in the sky merged back into one and slowly flew back to circle around Xiao Xiao.

"Is this what flying feels like? It's so awesome--!"

Xiao Xiao grabbed the corner of Jiang Yi's clothes with one hand while controlling the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron with the other.

Her large, sparkling eyes were filled with a mix of fear and excitement as she looked around, her ponytail whipping about in the wind.

I can fly too--!

Clang!

Just then, the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron beside them suddenly emitted a loud noise.

The lid was pushed open from the inside, and a disheveled figure emerged, dizzy and disoriented, her powder-blue hair a tangled mess.

"You guys-- blech~"

Tang Wutong had just started to speak when a wave of nausea surged from her stomach; she hurriedly covered her mouth, nearly vomiting on the spot.

The sound of the cauldron had vibrated and resonated continuously inside, giving her quite the experience.

Even now, her head was still buzzing, filled with the constant clanging, and stars were dancing before her eyes.

"Sorry~"

Xiao Xiao scratched her head and stuck her tongue out at Tang Wutong, looking a bit embarrassed.

"My skills are limited! Hehe!"

She didn't have enough control over her Martial Soul yet to manipulate the three split cauldrons individually.

It was either all vibrate together, or all swing together!

"..."

Tang Wutong opened her mouth, wanting to vent her temper, but she didn't seem to have a target.

When it came down to it, Xiao Xiao had saved her.

Although she was arrogant inside and looked down on these bumpkins from the Douluo Continent, she was not an ungrateful person.

"Fine! Next time, remember not to lock me inside the cauldron... no, wait, there won't be a next time."

Tang Wutong pursed her lips, ultimately deciding not to hold a grudge.

She shook her head, gripped the edge of the cauldron with both hands, and with a slight exertion, hopped out.

Her light wings unfurled behind her, and a hazy, colorful halo once again enveloped her slender figure, making her look magnificent.

"Hey, that Soul Skill just now-- was it yours?"

Tang Wutong smoothed out her messy dress while casting her gaze toward Jiang Yi, who stood beside Xiao Xiao.

Jiang Yi stood on the back of the Gale Thunder Falcon with his hands behind his back, a palm-sized white silkworm squatting on his shoulder.

Controlling Soul Beasts?

Tang Wutong was surprised, though she feigned a calm expression on the surface.

He's actually got something...

She took another serious look at Jiang Yi and realized that this guy indeed possessed a unique temperament.

Perhaps, barely, he could serve as this young lady's servant!

She blinked, a thought inexplicably popping into her mind, which immediately startled her.

Pah, pah, pah! What is this young lady thinking!

"I'm not 'Hey,' my name is Jiang Yi!"

Jiang Yi glanced at her.

This girl, I think she's in need of some Master Ball discipline. Bold Soul Beast, one look and I can tell you're not human!

Going undercover at Shrek Academy, it seems a major investigation is in order.

"Got it, Hey~"

Tang Wutong's lips curled upward, her tone unconsciously taking on a hint of playfulness.

Following that, she waved her hand impatiently, her gaze burning as she looked down at Yang Wushuang, rubbing her palms together in anticipation.

"Alright, enough talk! Lend me that soul skill of yours one more time!"

She had only been careless just now; this time, with the support of Jiang Yi's spiritual detection, she would descend like a king!

However, Jiang Yi cast a look of disdain at her before silently pointing a finger down toward Yang Wushuang.

"Haven't you noticed it yet?"

Tang Wutong: ???