Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul possession! His right hand turned into a blue dragon claw crackling with electricity, and he met the figure head-on.
After a single clash, Bei Bei was knocked back several steps.
Only then did the four of them get a clear look at the figure.
"It's a thousand-year Datura Snake, Bei Bei! This is the one we want! Even our ancestor Tang San chose this kind of Soul Beast!"
When Tang Ya saw that it was a thousand-year Datura Snake, she took to it at once.
Bei Bei nodded, then lit up his First Soul Ring.
His First Soul Skill was called Thunder Dragon Claw.
Once activated, both his hands became dragon claws, and his overall aura grew slightly stronger.
Looking at the Datura Snake, Mu Chen inexplicably thought of Tang San's Entanglement Soul Skill and couldn't help wanting to laugh.
Seeing how hard Bei Bei was struggling against the Datura Snake, Mu Chen finally decided to step in.
Tang Ya heard the sound of surging waves beside her. Then she saw a sight that nearly made her jaw hit the ground.
Mu Chen held a trident, with the Ocean Martial Soul behind him.
At his feet floated four Soul Rings: yellow, purple, purple, and black.
"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"
Two voices rang out at once. The other one, naturally, belonged to Huo Yuhao.
Ignoring their astonishment, Mu Chen gripped the trident and joined the fight.
A mere thousand-year Datura Snake was like a little spicy sausage in front of Mu Chen, trident in hand.
To strike a snake, hit it seven inches behind the head.
Mu Chen thrust his trident toward the Datura Snake's vital spot.
"Hiss!"
With a single blow, Mu Chen pinned the Datura Snake to the ground, and it let out a pained hiss.
Seeing Mu Chen's Soul Ancestor cultivation and Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, Bei Bei was just as stunned as Tang Ya.
He'd killed a thousand-year Soul Beast in one move. Wasn't that terrifying?
"What are you standing around for? Go absorb the Soul Ring."
Only after Mu Chen reminded her did Tang Ya come back to her senses.
She went up to the Datura Snake and quickly finished it off.
A pale purple Soul Ring drifted out, hovering above the Datura Snake's corpse.
Tang Ya released her Martial Soul.
Strands of Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground and circled around her.
She sat down and began absorbing the Soul Ring.
Guided by her Soul Power, the pale purple Soul Ring settled around Tang Ya.
Bei Bei stood guard over Tang Ya while Mu Chen withdrew his Martial Soul and leaned against a nearby tree.
"Big Brother Mu, do you think I can become as strong as you, too?"
Mu Chen smiled and looked at Huo Yuhao. "As long as you believe in yourself, you can do it!"
Moved by Mu Chen's smile, Huo Yuhao felt deeply encouraged.
What he didn't know was that, while the two of them were together, a certain blue-haired, handsome man in the sky was quietly and bit by bit transferring his fortune to Mu Chen.
Tang Ya's absorption went smoothly, and she barely had to exert herself.
When she opened her eyes again, three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—floated at her feet.
"All done. Let's head back!"
On the way, Tang Ya kept asking Mu Chen questions.
"Mu Chen, how did you absorb your fourth Soul Ring? Isn't it only possible to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as your fifth?"
"I just got lucky."
Mu Chen brushed her off casually.
"Then it's settled, Mu Chen. Once you enroll in the academy, you have to join the Tang Sect!"
Mu Chen nodded indifferently. It had been part of the plan all along.
Even if Tang Ya hadn't said it, Old Tang would have.
The four of them left the Star Dou Great Forest together and entered Shrek City.
Since the Tang Sect's enrollment process differed somewhat from the regular one, Mu Chen temporarily parted ways with the others.
When he arrived at the registration area, there were only a few people ahead of him, since he had come early.
"Twelve years old, twenty-one levels. Go inside and register."
"Twelve years old, eighteen levels. Go inside and register."
The teacher in charge of registration was checking each new student's form, verifying the information, and then sending them inside to register.
Soon, it was Mu Chen's turn.
He picked up the pen on the table and filled in his information.
"Twelve years old, level forty-three? Are you sure you didn't write that wrong?"
The teacher eyed Mu Chen suspiciously.
Mu Chen nodded.
At those words, the line behind him erupted.
A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor? That was something you didn't see every day.
Anyone who reached Soul Ancestor before turning eighteen could graduate from the Outer Academy with ease.
Even the prodigies of the Inner Academy might not manage to become a Soul Ancestor by twelve.
People behind him whispered among themselves, most still doubting that Mu Chen was a Soul Ancestor.
The registration teacher didn't rush to judgment. As a teacher at Shrek, he knew that monsters really did exist.
"Release your Martial Soul. I need to verify it."
Mu Chen didn't waste words and released his Martial Soul at once.
The Ocean Martial Soul appeared, followed by the trident in his left hand.
Last came the four Soul Rings: yellow, purple, purple, and black.
The powerful pressure made several people standing close behind him collapse to the ground.
The commotion drew over a middle-aged man.
"Director."
The registration teacher saw the middle-aged man and hurriedly greeted him with respect.
After learning what had happened, the man approached Mu Chen.
His face wore a signature smile, yet he still gave off an air of seriousness.
"Hello, future Shrek student. I'm Du Weilun, Director of Instruction of the Outer Academy. I apologize for the teacher's doubts just now. The academy will waive your tuition for your first academic year. I'll take you to register now. How does that sound?"
That was the advantage of being a genius—even at Shrek, it was the same.
Mu Chen nodded politely. "Thank you, Director Du."
Du Weilun took him to the registration office, where he received a uniform and a few other items. Mu Chen was also given the key to his dormitory.
"Second floor, first room on the left..."
Following the dormitory supervisor's directions, Mu Chen found his room without trouble.
He just didn't seem to notice that his room number was 201.
When he pushed open the door, he found two beds inside.
Mu Chen picked one at random, set down his things, and began unpacking.
His other roommate hadn't arrived yet, so Mu Chen continued putting his things away by himself.
The place wasn't exactly luxurious, but Mu Chen had grown up in a bun shop. To him, these accommodations were already quite nice.
Just as he was unpacking, someone kicked the dormitory door open.
A figure appeared in the doorway.
"So this is Shrek's dormitory? The place is pretty average. And they call this the continent's number-one academy!"
Grumbling, he walked inside.
Mu Chen stopped unpacking and met his gaze.
The boy was exceptionally handsome.
With his pinkish-blue short hair and striking features, he could almost rival Mu Chen.
Wang Dong noticed Mu Chen, too.
"Hey, you're my roommate, right? Let me introduce myself. My name's Wang Dong."
"Hello, I'm Mu Chen."
When Wang Dong's eyes met Mu Chen's, he turned as tongue-tied as a little girl.
But he quickly pulled himself together, once again adopting that arrogant air as he looked down at Mu Chen.