Evil Soul Masters Arrive

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

As the Freshman Assessment drew closer, the atmosphere in the freshman classes grew increasingly tense. The strong worked harder than ever to secure a higher ranking, while the weak, needless to say, practiced as if their lives depended on it, terrified of failing the assessment and being eliminated.

However, one recent topic had become the subject of heated discussion throughout Shrek Academy.

A type of Soul Tool known as a "Milk Bottle" had suddenly appeared on the market in large quantities. Although they were only Level 2 Soul Tools, they were completely different from the Milk Bottles of the past.

Level 2 Soul Tools are generally suited for Soul Grand Masters above level 21, but due to the unique nature of these Milk Bottles, they were in constant short supply. Even some Level 7 or 8 Soul Engineers were scrambling to buy them, hoping to study their secrets.

Many students in the freshman classes had managed to purchase a "Milk Bottle," and the results were astonishing. As long as it was charged in advance, it could fully replenish the soul power of a level 21 Soul Grand Master in just a few dozen seconds.

Because word had spread that these Milk Bottles came from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Tian and Wu Feng were surrounded by countless Shrek Academy students every time class ended, all hoping to place pre-orders with her.

Even though they were only Level 2, their ability to rapidly replenish soul power was effective even for Soul Kings. Being able to release an extra soul skill after one sip—who wouldn't love that?

"Stop coming to me! Chu Feng invented this Milk Bottle; please, just go find him instead!" Ning Tian looked at the crowd surrounding her, nearly driven to madness.

"Student Ning, I'm willing to pay double the price to reserve a Milk Bottle. I hope you can give this senior a chance."

"That's right, Student Ning. That Chu Feng isn't even a Soul Engineer; how could he possibly invent such a top-tier Soul Tool? Don't joke around with us, Student Ning."

"Exactly. Since you're a student at Shrek Academy, it would be best if you could convince the Sect Master to prioritize supplying us Shrek students with these Milk Bottles~"

The Shrek students crowded around Ning Tian, chattering incessantly. Most of them were seniors.

Protected by Wu Feng and a few classmates, it took Ning Tian a long time to return to her dormitory, and only then did she manage to shake off the harassment.

"Argh! That damn Chu Feng, he's such a pitfall!"

"And my old man too—couldn't he have just sold them quietly? He had to go and slap the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect label on them!" Ning Tian smoothed her messy hair, looking utterly annoyed. Being pestered by batch after batch of people every day was truly infuriating.

"I didn't expect that Chu Feng would actually sell this technology to the Sect Master. With such a popular Soul Tool, how much money did he end up getting?" Wu Feng's expression was complex. She regretted mocking Chu Feng last time; looking at the situation now, this Soul Tool technology was definitely worth over 1,000,000 Gold Soul Coins...

Thinking back, Ning Tian's initial offer of 200,000 Gold Soul Coins really had been an insult.

"Hmph, whatever he got, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is definitely taking the lion's share!"

Whenever the topic of money came up, Ning Tian felt an indescribable sense of pride. Her sect had built its fortune on business, and she trusted her father not to make a losing deal.

No matter how much Chu Feng earned, she was certain the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect earned more.

"That's true~"

Hearing this, Wu Feng finally revealed a smug smile.

However, she had to admit that the Milk Bottle's effects were truly excellent. Although her Red Dragon martial soul was powerful, it was also extremely taxing on her soul power.

With a Level 2 Milk Bottle, her soul power could effectively be doubled, and her combat strength would skyrocket. When the Freshman Assessment arrived, aside from not being able to beat Chu Feng, she was confident she could crush every other opponent!

Shrek City.

Along a bustling street, a new shop with simple decorations had appeared. Above the entrance were several golden characters: Big Bear Treasure Shop.

Judging by the interior, it was an ordinary shop selling Soul Tools. The shop wasn't large, and it didn't have many items, but the prices were several times higher than those in other shops, making business increasingly sparse.

A young man leaned back in a rocking chair with a cup of hot tea at his side. The sunset's glow spilled over his handsome face, giving him a unique air of elegance.

The youth was naturally Chu Feng. Academy life was too boring, so acting as a laid-back shopkeeper here wasn't bad at all.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had already begun mass-producing the Level 2 Milk Bottles, and business was extremely hot.

However, the Milk Bottles weren't the main source of income. The most important things were the blueprints for several other Soul Tools he had provided. In just one month, he had received over 1,000,000 Gold Soul Coins in dividends, as he held a 70% share of the profits.

And this was only the first month, before the production lines were fully operational. Once the industrial chain matured, he could expect a monthly income of 2,000,000 to 3,000,000 Gold Soul Coins—equivalent to earning a decent Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone every six months.

The Soul Tool industry was just that lucrative; it defied all logic.

Just as Chu Feng was fantasizing about a bright future, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared at the shop entrance, blocking the sunlight that had been hitting him.

"Who is it?"

"Move aside, don't block my sun."

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance, feeling somewhat speechless.

"Boss, I want to buy 100 'Dragon-Slaying Sabers'." An eerie voice emanated from beneath the black robe, carrying a thick, evil aura.

"There is a limit of one purchase per person per month. Since you are all from the same organization, the limit is 10 per month. Your quota for this month is already full." Chu Feng's tone remained flat, pretending not to sense the other party's malice.

Most of the Soul Tools in the shop were just for show, though they were priced several times higher than those elsewhere. What he actually sold were the Soul Tools he made himself, marked with the "Panda" logo, which were sold in limited quantities daily.

Although the "Panda" brand wasn't famous yet, many sharp-eyed big shots had noticed the anomaly. They hadn't made a scene, but instead sent people to quietly buy his Soul Tools every day. Even though his prices were several times higher than similar products, he sold out every day.

Of course, his Soul Tools were bound to attract the attention of Evil Soul Masters. While they didn't dare run wild in Shrek City, that didn't mean there were no Evil Soul Masters in the city.

"Oh? So, kid, you know where we come from?" the lead figure in black asked curiously, though his tone was clearly laced with killing intent.

"I don't know, but your group's aura is very similar; I can feel it." To avoid the other party going berserk, Chu Feng played it safe.

He had to admit, these Evil Soul Masters were excellent at disguising themselves. Even with his powerful spiritual sense, he couldn't detect their evil aura; at most, he could perceive an unusual, malevolent air about them, but nothing else.

Of course, he had ultimately seen through them completely using his Fiery Golden Eyes. Their evil intentions were hidden deep within their hearts by a special power, making them difficult to detect unless they used their full strength.

Naturally, the main reason was that they were weak and their evil intentions weren't strong; even a Title Douluo would find it hard to identify these Evil Soul Masters.

"You're a strange kid, but we quite like your Soul Tool crafting techniques. Come with us." The lead figure in the black robe spoke in a ghostly tone; while the initial killing intent had vanished, his intentions were clearly malicious.

"What do you mean? You want to make a move here in Shrek City? You may be strong, but if you act here, you're still a dead man." Chu Feng remained completely unfazed, smiling at the other party with a hint of provocation.

He was actually quite surprised. This black-robed man was nothing more than a trash Soul Emperor, capable of unleashing at most the combat power of a Soul Douluo. What gave him the confidence to try something here?

The black-robed man chuckled upon hearing this, sounding somewhat arrogant as he replied, "You underestimate us. We only hesitate to act because the price is too high, but..."

"Your value is enough to make This Seat take action once. Hehehe~"