Approaching Shrek Brings Misfortune to Beasts

Watching the three little ones hook their pinkies, the Shrek group opposite them felt quite annoyed at being ignored.

But Rui'er's sudden outburst abruptly extinguished their thoughts of a diversionary rescue.

It was common knowledge in the world of Soul Masters that a Soul Beast must reach 100,000 years of age before it could speak.

Xuan Zi was currently being beaten and was useless, and while they had wanted to create a diversion, the fact that the child opposite them was protected by a 100,000-year Soul Beast left them at a loss for what to do.

What else was there to say? They might as well surrender!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could that lion dog possibly be a 100,000-year Soul Beast! How could that brat possibly be protected by a 100,000-year Soul Beast!!"

Consumed by fear and rage, and still harboring a grudge over the previous slap, Xu Fangmiao's expression turned frantic.

He pointed at Fang Le and the others, shouting like a madman.

How could a mud-legged outsider like this have such a strong backing! Could it be that he would just let that slap go unavenged?!

Like this?

Where was the dignity of the Mysterious Underworld Sect, and where was the glory of Shrek Academy!

Impossible!

As sect disciples and students of Shrek Academy, their pride was more than twice that of ordinary people!

Intense unwillingness drove him to consider every possibility! He racked his brains, desperate to explain the scene before him.

"It's fake! It must be fake! Yes! Yes!! It's just a beast with a special ability that allows it to speak early! Shrek's library has records of such things! Captain, let's attack together; if we swarm them, they won't be our match!"

His ravings were insane, yet he had actually guessed one thing correctly: Di Lingrui was indeed special.

But as the Emperor Auspicious Beast, possessing a Golden Dragon bloodline, an innately powerful physique, and mastery over attributes approaching the Ultimate Light and Fire, she was formidable.

Even with only 15,000 years of cultivation, she was enough to rival an ordinary 100,000-year Soul Beast.

"Xu Fangmiao, calm down!"

"Slap!"

Seeing her teammate descending into madness, Wu Ming stepped up and delivered a sharp blow to his face.

Han Ruoruo, standing at the front, stared with a grave expression at Rui'er, who was currently acting spoiled toward Fang Le.

"Lexuan, this..."

Although she was the captain, after their long time together, this gentle-as-the-moon junior sister, who could organize everything with ease, had long since become the de facto backbone of the team.

"Not a 100,000-year Soul Beast, but its true combat power should be no different from one!"

Its body shimmered with golden dragon scales, and the hair on its head resembled that of a lion. It was highly likely a bloodline born from the union of a dragon-type and a lion-type Soul Beast.

Furthermore, the golden scales—excluding the less dangerous options—suggested the dragon bloodline likely originated from the Radiant Sacred Dragon King lineage or the Golden Dragon King lineage. While it hadn't displayed attribute manipulation yet, the possibility could not be ruled out.

Add in the strange trait of being able to speak human language before reaching 100,000 years. Although the library recorded such exceptions, it also noted that such Soul Beasts possessed unfathomable, god-like abilities that should not be challenged.

It was clear that the Soul Beast before them was no mere creature; it was likely a super-tier Soul Beast on par with the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear or the Titan Giant Ape, with a high probability of being able to fight above its level.

Zhang Lexuan's academic knowledge was not lacking; merely by observing Rui'er's appearance, she had made a rough estimation of its capabilities.

And her guess was not far off the mark.

Yet, the more she deduced, the more alarmed she became.

They couldn't win. They absolutely couldn't win.

"Don't be cowards! I was just looking to test my skills! Don't worry, Rui'er won't intervene! I'll fight you all myself!"

Just as Zhang Lexuan and the others were considering a retreat, Fang Le's clear voice rang out once more.

The young man's high-spirited declaration of war was sharp, but such a vibrant display was an eyesore to the Shrek group.

Such arrogant words and such a high-spirited posture should only belong to geniuses like them from Shrek.

Yet now, the unbridled youth stood before them, while they, by contrast, felt like stray dogs contemplating retreat.

Kill him!

Beat him down!

Take him out!

A flurry of thoughts swirled in the minds of Zhang Lexuan and the others, making them want to immediately unleash their Soul Skills and smash them into the face of that arrogant brat.

"Those guys opposite are only mere Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors, why won't you let me attack? I could finish them off in a few moves!"

While the Shrek group was still hesitating, Rui'er was impatient to land a few heavy blows on them.

Her small (though not really small) paws nudged Fang Le, looking every bit like a restless, spoiled child.

Just like the four empires of Douluo, Shrek's reputation in the Star Dou Forest was not particularly good.

Di Tian often said that everyone in Shrek was a bunch of crazy dogs.

He told her to stay far away if she ever encountered them, or she would end up becoming stupid. As it turned out, his words were prophetic; the entire race of Soul Beasts had been calculated to death by the Tang God King, foolishly carrying the luck of the Soul Beasts to become high-level fusion materials for stitching together Tang Wutong.

Now that it was right in front of her, Di Lingrui's claws were truly itching.

"Don't you go joining in the chaos. Getting close to Shrek only brings misfortune. Be good, I'll buy you candy after the fight."

Stopping Rui'er's restless claws, he stuffed a candy—produced from who knows where—into her mouth as she tried to act spoiled, coaxing her like a child until she finally retreated to the side.

Better safe than sorry; as the auspicious beast of the Star Dou Forest, it was best for Rui'er to stay far away from Shrek's filth.

"Hmm... (chew, chew, chew)... this candy isn't good... (chew, chew, chew)... (gulp) I want to eat meat, hmm... but I want the candy too!"

"If it's not good, why do you still want it..."

"Just because this one isn't good doesn't mean the others won't be!"

"Fine, fine, fine~ I'll buy you all of them later, alright!"

Watching the brazen Rui'er, Fang Le helplessly agreed, then suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to curl upward and looked toward the still-hesitant Shrek group.

"Is this all the courage Shrek has to offer? Didn't you say that those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre? Is this all your cowardice amounts to?

You call this genius? You call this the glory of Shrek? Heh~"

A barrage of mockery spilled out, leaving even the most composed Zhang Lexuan flushed with embarrassment, let alone the others.

"Fight him! The glory of Shrek cannot be insulted!"

Yet, after the outburst of anger, the first to speak wasn't one of the seven, but Xuan Zi, who was still currently being beaten.

Hardening himself against Di Tian's Dragon God Claw, he seemed to exhaust his last remaining strength in that single sentence, falling once again into Di Tian's relentless pummeling.

"Heh~ still have the energy to talk? It seems I've been going too easy on you!

I'll let you talk!

I'll let you poach Soul Beasts!

I'll let you set fires!

I'll let you destroy the forest environment!

I'll let you... hmph... protect the forest! Every dragon has a responsibility!"

Watching Xuan Zi still shouting and yelling under his hands, Di Tian rained blows directly onto Xuan Zi's face.

He beat him until he didn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

(Di Tian: I'm beating him while holding his throat.)

(Xuan Zi: Beat me if you must! But give me some air, you bastard!)

(Di Tian: You want to breathe after getting beaten? Why are you dreaming of such beautiful things? Dragon God Claw!)

"Xuan Zi!"

Facing Xuan Zi, who was trapped in an endless cycle of beatings, the Shrek group could only let out miserable whimpers, like helpless husbands.

"Lexuan!"

Caught between their beaten mentor and an unfathomable opponent, the Shrek group all looked toward Zhang Lexuan, who stood at the very front.

They were waiting for her to make a decision.

Though Zhang Lexuan was a composed person, she never lacked the courage to charge forward.

Taking a single step forward, her soul rings flashed as she stood before them all.

"Shrek Academy outer court student, Zhang Lexuan, level 49 Tool Soul Ancestor, please enlighten me!"