Xuan Zi's Daydream

"Honestly, your second domain is also perfect. Sealing off the five senses, its control ability is downright terrifying. But once a powerhouse reaches a certain level, their spiritual power alone is enough to replace their five senses and observe the surrounding environment.

So if you can continue developing it and add interference against spiritual power, that would be even better.

And even so, you still need to be careful when using it. This domain is not, after all, absolute crowd control.

Those under its control may be unable to perceive their surroundings, but they can still release soul skills over a wide area to counterattack.

Therefore, this skill is better suited for crucial moments, catching your enemy off guard and assisting you in delivering a killing blow. That will greatly test your grasp of timing.

That is the general idea. But once your strength improves in the future, I imagine these will no longer be major problems for you."

After that analysis, Di Tian gave Fang Le no chance to interrupt and laid out all of his thoughts.

Fang Le fell into deep thought as well.

As the saying went, three cobblers could match Zhuge Liang. Some things really were much faster to sort through with another person helping you think.

First was his biggest weakness at the moment.

He did not know how to fight.

He might have looked ferocious in his previous battles, but to be honest, he had just been bullying weaklings.

If their strengths were similar and he faced those Shrek students, Fang Le would probably be the one getting utterly crushed.

In his current state, he did not know close combat, had short reach, lacked long-range attacks and defensive skills, and his recovery depended on eating, which was not quick enough.

If he did not activate his domain or pull Old Green into a two-on-one fight, a Soul King was the limit of his combat strength.

And even then, he could only trade blows for a while. He would not last long.

Overall, he still needed to focus on improving his own strength. He had to stay steady and not get reckless.

Then there was his control over his own abilities. Being suppressed by his own domain—regardless of whether that was due to its rules or not—was still pretty embarrassing.

And he had not even had the chance to use the two soul skills from his first ring. He would need to experiment more in the future and see whether he could come up with some new tricks.

Fang Le had a few ideas, but whether they would work still required careful thought, and it would take quite some time.

Sigh! I'm still far too weak!

After carefully sorting everything out, Fang Le could not help sighing inwardly.

(Shrek and the others: ...He's weak?)

"Alright! That's enough for now. We can think about the rest later. Let's go treat Aunt Jiang!"

With his thoughts cleared, Fang Le strode back to Mother Jiang's side and pushed her chair toward the alley exit.

"Mm, mm, save Mom!"

Seeing that they were finally going to treat her mother, little Jiang Nannan eagerly hurried after him and competed with Fang Le to push Mother Jiang.

"Wait for me! Uncle Di Tian, I'm going ahead. Hurry up and catch up!"

Seeing Fang Le and the others had gone far ahead, Rui'er called out to Di Tian before following after them.

The two little ones were not even taller than the wheelchair and could barely see ahead. With Rui'er making trouble on top of that, they nearly sent Mother Jiang sliding straight into the middle of the road.

It was not until Mother Jiang, who had been asleep, woke up amid the commotion that the three little ones stopped and divided up the work.

Fang Le pushed Mother Jiang while the two girls cleared the way ahead. The group chattered away as though they were heading out for a spring outing.

Rice had to be eaten one bite at a time, and roads had to be walked step by step. There was no rushing it.

There would always be a road when the cart reached the mountain. Doing what was before them properly was far more important than fantasizing about the future.

"This... is quite nice too."

Watching Fang Le and the others fool around, a trace of a smile appeared on Di Tian's perpetually icy face.

This was what he wanted to see.

But in an instant, that smile disappeared, replaced once more by a stern expression.

"They've gone far enough. Stop sitting there pretending. I refuse to believe that with level 98 spiritual power, you can't even sense whether a few children are alive or dead."

As Di Tian's cold words fell, Xuan Zi, freed from Fang Le's domain suppression, glanced at Zhang Lexuan and the others lying unconscious on the ground before awkwardly getting to his feet.

"Thank you, Beast God, for showing mercy. Shrek is deeply grateful."

Xuan Zi suppressed his frustration and cupped his hands in thanks. After all, he could not exactly say that he had truly been frightened senseless by the potential casualties and had therefore not paid much attention to whether the students were alive or dead.

Besides, as a power-type assault soul master, was it not normal for his control over spiritual power to be somewhat lacking?

There was nothing wrong with that.

Mm... it was all because his students were too weak. They had actually been knocked down with one punch by a soul master more than ten levels below them, making him, their teacher, worry. Truly unfilial!!

Hmph! Once they returned, he would definitely temper them properly.

After finding excuses for himself internally, Xuan Zi naturally shifted the blame onto Zhang Lexuan and the others.

At the same time, other thoughts began stirring in his mind. His cloudy eyes were fixed tightly on Fang Le's retreating figure.

That youth appeared to be only level 19, yet he could fight many opponents alone and defeat Lexuan and the others, who were generally level 39 or even level 40, across such a vast gap.

And from what he had displayed—Twin Martial Souls and twin domains.

With such combat power and such talent, he ought to enter Shrek for further study!

And Di Tian's attitude toward that boy had been crystal clear to him.

He had completely taken on the posture of a guardian. If they could bring that boy into Shrek...

Hundred Thousand Year soul rings, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones—though he had no use for them now, there was no harm in collecting a few more!!

The more Xuan Zi fantasized, the more excited he became, until drool even dripped from the corner of his mouth.

But a sudden sharp pain in his abdomen yanked him back to reality.

"Hmph! You still dare lose focus before me? It seems I hit you too lightly earlier!"

Di Tian stood with one hand behind his back, withdrawing the palm that had just struck Xuan Zi's abdomen. His cold, stern gaze forced Xuan Zi, who had risen while clutching himself and wanted to say something, back into silence.

"Whatever you were thinking before, Little Le is not someone you can covet. Put away those petty schemes of yours, or the Star Dou beast tide will surely crush your Shrek into ruins."

Di Tian had lived for over a hundred thousand years. He might not be able to see through people's hearts, but from the way Xuan Zi stared at Fang Le, even a fool could tell he harbored improper intentions.

There was no need to say anything else.

Beating him up was enough.

"Beast God, that is too serious. How can that be called a petty scheme?

That young man is, after all, a genius of our human race. And Shrek, as the holy land of human soul masters, has cultivated countless powerhouses.

Only at Shrek can that child receive the best education and make the best use of his talen—"

But before Xuan Zi could finish, Di Tian's foot had already slammed into his face, followed by a relentless barrage of attacks across his entire body.

For someone coveting the treasure of their Star Dou Forest, Di Tian did not want to waste even a single word.

Beating him was the right answer.

"Hmph. Remember, Little Le is not someone you can covet. Little Le is kindhearted, and I do not wish to kill needlessly, so I spared your life. Remember my words. If there is a next time, I will show no mercy."

Having vented his anger, Di Tian realized that if he delayed any longer, Little Le and the others would be waiting too long. He merely left behind his threat, swept Xuan Zi aside, and followed Fang Le and the others.

Only Xuan Zi remained on the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Di Tian's departing back.

"Di Tian!!! One day, I will make you kneel and beg me!! One day!!!"