Yun Ming's Foreseen Future! Shrek's Tyrant!

The night was deep, and Yun Ming was the only person on the top floor of the Sea God Pavilion.

"Perhaps... his side presents a new opportunity?"

Yun Ming murmured to himself, his voice so soft it was as if he were afraid of disturbing something.

His gaze pierced through the void and landed on the dormitory building in the distance.

The light was still on in the boy's room, and his profile, sitting cross-legged in meditation, was reflected on the curtains.

Yun Ming looked at that profile and frowned slightly.

He had sensed it ever since his last cultivation session...

It was a premonition that was hard to explain.

It made him unable to eat or sleep.

He closed his eyes, and the image flashed through his mind.

He stood alone in nothingness, surrounded by endless darkness.

Yun Ming opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the dormitory building.

That silhouette is still there, as quiet as ever.

At that level, he had certain intuitions that were hard to explain but definitely existed.

All Limit Douluo whose cultivation has reached the Quasi-God level.

They can all be said to have transcended the realm of Soul Master, and once they are guided by the Divine Realm, they can instantly ascend to godhood.

Those at this level of strength can not only predict weather changes but also foresee major disasters.

They can even vaguely perceive fragments of the future that are closely related to their own destiny.

Surprisingly, he was able to sense himself.

That "disappeared" self.

From this continent, from this river of time, from this world, completely and without a trace, disappear.

He couldn't tell whether it was death or disappearance.

But he knew that feeling was too real, so real that it sent chills down his spine.

Yun Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the unease in his heart.

My gaze returned to the dormitory building.

That boy... might be his last chance.

"But can this child really change anything?"

Yun Ming murmured.

No one answered him; the only sound in the room was his own breathing.

He withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked to the table to sit down.

I took a yellowed notebook out of the drawer and opened it.

Those were his insights from years of cultivation, recording his understanding of heaven and earth and his reflections on the realm of Soul Master.

There was a line written on the title page of the notebook.

"Where the Way leads, the heart follows."

Yun Ming looked at the words, a self-deprecating smile curving his lips, and then looked up in the direction of the dormitory building.

"Could it be... that the boy's appearance is related to my premonition of his disappearance?"

Yun Ming's voice echoed in the empty room.

No one answered him.

He looked away, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Perhaps we should really take a gamble, hoping that the boy can change something.

He changed his own destiny.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the curtains and fell on Bai Yuan's eyelids.

He opened his eyes, and a faint golden light seemed to flash across his pupils.

It then returned to its usual black color.

Call.

He exhaled a long breath.

I feel so relaxed and comfortable that I want to stretch.

This feels so good!

The surge of blood energy he had previously possessed made his body like a piece of refined steel that had been repeatedly forged.

Hard, heavy, and full of explosive power.

It made him feel like he could smash a mountain with a single punch.

But that force was too powerful.

His fierceness sometimes made him feel like a walking powder keg.

It could explode if you're not careful.

Things are different now.

The little sapling inside him was continuously providing him with vitality.

It is warm and mellow, like spring water flowing in a mountain stream.

It seeps out from deep within the body and flows along the meridians to the limbs and bones.

That life force was repairing the hidden injuries within his body that he himself hadn't even noticed.

His bones and muscles were strengthened, and even his mental energy became more solidified under the nourishment of that life force.

Xiao Bai understood what he needed most at that moment.

It's not a stronger attack, but a stronger recovery.

Bai Yuan looked down at his hands, clenching and unclenching them.

He could feel the sapling swaying gently in his dantian.

With each sway, a breath of life seeps from the sapling and merges into its flesh and blood.

As the sapling absorbs nutrients from him, it also nourishes him with its own vitality, complementing each other and creating a continuous cycle of life.

I have gained a more diverse understanding of comprehending Soul Skill!

Moreover, he was constantly refining and iterating his combat experience in his mind every second!

Oh my god!

Truly worthy of being called the authority of the [Ideal]!

Bai Yuan closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body.

The sapling has grown a bit bigger than yesterday, and three branches have already sprouted from its main trunk.

Several emerald green leaves hung on each branch.

The leaves shimmered with a golden luster under the light of the Core Flame.

Within that warm, green glow, it is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He could feel the life force of the Golden Tree around him flowing into his body.

It wasn't him inhaling; it was the sapling inhaling.

It was like a greedy baby, desperately sucking up the life energy of the Golden Tree.

Then, that energy is purified and transformed, and then fed back to him.

The surrounding life energy was absorbed, even forming a small vortex!

During this process, his cultivation speed was at least four times that of yesterday.

At least four times that of yesterday!

Bai Yuan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

At this rate, he should be able to break through the level 40 bottleneck within the next few days.

Once we get back to the Spirit Pagoda, I'll upgrade the Soul Spirit.

At that time, four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings will be spinning beneath your feet.

Shrek and his gang would probably be speechless if they saw this.

He stood up, washed up, and changed his clothes in one swift motion.

Then he walked to the door of Gu Yuena's room next door and knocked twice.

No one answered, so she knocked twice more, but still no one answered.

He didn't come back, as expected.

Bai Yuan stood silently at the door for a moment, then withdrew his hand and turned to walk towards the Teaching Building.

"That girl, I don't know what she's been doing all day."

He sighed.

Regarding the matter with the Soul Beast, he only hoped that she wouldn't cause any major trouble.

After all, this is Shrek Academy, with Yun Ming and others in charge. Causing trouble here is no different from courting death.

Bai Yuan snapped out of his thoughts and quickened his pace toward the Teaching Building.

In the distance, he saw a solitary figure standing at the entrance of the Teaching Building.

She wore a dark green school uniform, had long hair, and was holding several books.

Ye Xinglan also saw him.

She paused slightly, lowered her eyes, and quickly walked past him, clutching her book.

Bai Yuan watched the slightly flustered figure from behind.

Why is this person avoiding me?

Are you scared of yourself?

He didn't do anything to her.

He held back his strength in that sword strike during the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition.

He didn't specifically target her during yesterday's classroom brawl.

Why do they act like mice before a cat when they see themselves?

Bai Yuan withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the Teaching Building.

The moment the classroom door was pushed open.

A dozen mouths fell silent at the same time, and a dozen pairs of eyes turned away simultaneously.

Some people lowered their heads and pretended to be reading textbooks, while others turned their heads to look out the window.

The lively discussions, laughter, and playful banter that had just been taking place vanished completely in an instant.

The classroom was so quiet that you could hear the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the window.

Bai Yuan stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over the "well-behaved children," and a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth.

What is this?

Did I turn into Shrek bully?

His gaze swept over the trembling Shrek students.

The smile on his lips deepened even more.

Good, that'll help deal with this bunch of crazy people.

Shrek the Bully is pretty good.

It's no use reasoning with these people.

The only thing that can shut them up is a fist!