You Call This the First Soul Skill? My Passionate Horse

Xuan Zi began to doubt his own life.

"I only stepped away for a moment, so where did all these soul beasts come from?"

He hovered in mid-air, gazing down at the Healing Pegasus scattered across the ground and Chen Doudou, who was currently enveloped in the soft glow of a soul ring. His eyelids twitched violently.

Fortunately, this herd of soul beasts had no intention of attacking the group, or he would have been hard-pressed to shirk the blame.

Xuan Zi breathed a secret sigh of relief, his figure flickering as he landed silently to the side.

"Elder Xuan!"

Seeing him arrive, the group quickly greeted him with respect.

Xuan Zi gave a slight nod, then pointed a puzzled finger at Chen Doudou. "Lexuan, tell me, what is going on here? How could these Pegasus just offer themselves as a sacrifice to this kid out of the blue?"

"Elder Xuan, it happened like this..."

Zhang Lexuan explained the situation to him point by point.

After listening, Xuan Zi's expression turned solemn. He smacked his lips and sighed, "This kid is truly blessed; his first soul ring is already 8,000 years old."

"Given time, he might actually have a chance to become the number one healing soul master on the Douluo Continent!"

The number one healing soul master on the continent!?

The group was instantly stunned, and sharp intakes of breath began to echo one after another: "Hiss!!!"

To think that Xuan Zi would give such a high evaluation?

One had to remember, this was Xuan Zi!

He was one of the veteran guardians of Shrek Academy, a rank 98 Super Douluo, and a figure standing at the very pinnacle of the entire Douluo Continent.

Ma Xiaotao's eyes lit up instantly, and she said impatiently, "Elder Xuan, since that's the case, we should invite Doudou to join Shrek Academy even more! With Doudou, our Shrek will surely flourish even more in the future!"

This time, even Zhang Lexuan, who usually respected personal choices, did not voice any opposition.

Xuan Zi hesitated.

In his ingrained perception, healing soul masters were ultimately not like battle soul masters; cultivating a Super Douluo could protect Shrek for a hundred years.

But a healer?

At best, they were only useful in low-level skirmishes.

In battles at the Super Douluo level, the situation changed in the blink of an eye, and no one could spare the effort to specifically protect a healer.

Moreover, opponents weren't idiots; would they just let your healer prance around the battlefield and restore health?

Take the Medicine Saint Douluo of the Star Luo Empire, for example. Even if her martial soul was a Healing Angel and she was hailed as the continent's top healer, so what?

Xuan Zi had always believed that if you gave her face, she was the top healer, but if you didn't, you could just as easily put her in the ground.

Yet, from beginning to end, he had never considered another possibility: what if the healer wore top-tier defensive Soul Tool gear?

"Fine, something is better than nothing."

Xuan Zi sighed inwardly, speaking as if he were making a great sacrifice. "Very well! Invite him again in a moment. If he is willing to join Shrek Academy, I can personally authorize his qualification for exceptional admission into the Shrek inner court."

"That's wonderful."

Ma Xiaotao had just begun to beam with a radiant smile.

"What?"

"Direct admission to the inner court!"

The group was shocked.

After all, exceptional admission to the Shrek inner court was a privilege reserved only for the rarest of super geniuses.

But upon second thought, Chen Doudou was a monster whose first soul ring was 8,000 years old, and it suddenly felt reasonable again.

Someone sighed softly:

"Good grief, it looks like Shrek is about to produce another monster."

Not long after.

A short-haired girl exclaimed, "Look, everyone, Chen Doudou is awake!"

As soon as Chen Doudou opened his eyes, he saw a crowd surrounding him, their gazes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

The group smiled without a word, then stepped aside to clear a path.

Xuan Zi stood with his hands behind his back, his wrinkled old face squeezing out what he thought was a warm smile, though in reality, it was enough to scare a child to tears.

"Little friend, why not join our Shrek? I can personally authorize your qualification for exceptional admission into the inner court."

"No," Chen Doudou refused again without a second thought.

"Little friend, do you not understand the significance of our Shrek?"

Xuan Zi assumed he didn't understand and was immediately about to start lecturing him on Shrek's glorious history.

Chen Doudou felt his head spinning and rolled his eyes at him. "Stop talking. I'll just ask you one question: since you say Shrek is so great, can your Shrek cultivate a god right now?"

Xuan Zi's aged face stiffened. After holding it in for a long time, he squeezed two words through his teeth: "Cannot."

"Then can you Shrek people give me an External Soul Bone?"

"Also cannot."

"Hmph, you don't have anything, yet you dare to call yourself the number one academy on the continent?"

Chen Doudou's face was full of disdain, his little mouth rattling away.

Hearing this, Xuan Zi was suddenly displeased.

He was a dignified rank-98 Super Douluo; he had lowered his status to invite a six-year-old child, only to be looked down upon?

And what kind of ridiculous questions were these?

What kind of student asks if they can become a god the moment they arrive? Did he think becoming a god was that easy?

Did he really think he could become a god?

And an External Soul Bone—did he have any idea how precious that thing was?

Even if you counted every faction on the entire continent, you probably wouldn't find more than a handful.

How dare he even ask?

"Fine, fine, fine! You're going to be the death of me!"

"Kid, even if you wanted to come to our Shrek, I wouldn't take you now!"

Xuan Zi was so angry he was blowing into his beard and glaring.

However, angry as he was, he wouldn't stoop to laying a hand on a child; he simply walked to the side in silence to gnaw on a chicken leg.

Seeing this, the others felt somewhat helpless and could only express their regret.

Ma Xiaotao finally understood: Chen Doudou was clearly saying these things on purpose; in reality, he simply didn't want to join Shrek.

Once she realized this, she stopped dwelling on it and asked curiously, "Doudou, what is your first soul skill?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their gazes toward him.

After all, who wouldn't be curious about the power of a first soul skill from an 8,000-year soul ring?

Even Xuan Zi, who was silently gnawing on his chicken leg, slowed his chewing and cast a sidelong glance in their direction.

Chen Doudou chuckled and looked at the Healing Pegasus that had been guarding his side the whole time: "Hey, do you want to experience it?"

Since he had taken the soul ring of its father, he naturally had to ask it first.

The Healing Pegasus didn't expect to be involved, so it immediately lowered its body to show its willingness.

Chen Doudou gently waved the Rakshasa Holy Scythe.

The elegant name of the first soul skill: Dance of the Life Stars!

Common name: My Passionate Horse!

In an instant, a brilliant green light shot into the sky.

Several phantom pegasi, condensed from pure life energy, appeared out of thin air. Accompanied by clear, resonant neighs, they galloped toward the Healing Pegasus and everyone present.

"Neigh!!! (I feel my body filled with power! Is this the power of my father after his sacrifice?)"

The Healing Pegasus let out a few roars and began to gallop wildly as if it had been injected with stimulants.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that its speed had increased significantly compared to before.

And the moment those phantom pegasi surged through everyone's bodies, the expressions on all their faces changed.

Ma Xiaotao was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth: "Doudou's first soul ring is actually a group healing soul skill!"

What did a group healing soul skill mean?

It meant the ability to change the outcome of an entire battlefield!

The Nine-Heart Begonia was famous throughout the world precisely because of its group healing effect, hailed as the number one healing-type martial soul.

Zhang Lexuan's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she sensed it more clearly, adding, "It's not just that... this soul skill actually comes with a 20% boost to all attributes! This is actually just a first soul skill?"

Everyone felt the surging power within their bodies, their faces filled with astonishment, which then turned into deep shock.

"My god, is this really just a first soul skill?"

"It truly lives up to being an 8,000-year soul ring!"

"Damn! I feel terrifyingly strong right now!"

"Agreed, it feels like my body has been stuffed with something... Ah! It feels so good!"

"Plop!"

A half-eaten chicken leg fell to the ground.

Xuan Zi was dumbfounded.

Wait, what was going on?

You call this a first soul skill?

Group healing was one thing, but a 20% boost to all attributes as well?!!!

He stared at the chicken leg that had fallen to the ground, then looked at the students on the field who were wearing expressions of pure intoxication from the effects of the soul skill, his throat bobbing with difficulty as his guts twisted with regret.

If he took back what he said just now, would it still be in time?

He admitted that he had been a bit too loud just a moment ago.