Xiao Xiao: My Brother Is Even Stronger! Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!

The wide, smooth bluestone path extended toward the end of the line of sight, and the buildings on both sides of the road gradually transitioned from low, flat houses to towering, bustling shops.

The street was a scene of bustling activity with a constant stream of traffic, where the shouting of vendors, the roaring hum of running Soul Tools, and the conversations of passersby intertwined to announce the prosperity of this area.

This was the core of the entire continent, Shrek City.

A luxury carriage pulled by two fine, tall horses was traveling at a leisurely pace along the main avenue.

The carriage was built entirely of dark agarwood, and its outer walls lacked overly elaborate carvings, featuring only a few simple, smooth lines that exuded a touch of low-key restraint.

The middle-aged man driving the carriage gripped the reins, skillfully manipulating the horses to avoid the crowded flow of people.

He turned his head back, his wind-weathered face full of a smile, and called out into the carriage.

Young Master Xiao Yan, Miss Xiao Xiao, we've entered Shrek City.

The interior of the carriage was spacious and bright, and the air was filled with calming incense that steadied the mind.

Is that so? We've finally arrived.

A clear, ringing youth's voice came from inside the carriage. The voice was clean and limpid, carrying a unique composure within the words.

Immediately after, the brocade curtain on the side of the carriage was flipped open by a hand.

That was a hand with distinct knuckles, slender and well-proportioned, with thin calluses left by years of playing the zither on the fingertips and the webbing between the thumb and index finger.

As the curtain was lifted, the external daylight poured in, illuminating the face behind the carriage window that made one unable to help but be astounded.

That was a youth of about eleven years old.

He was dressed in a moon-white long robe without redundant embellishments, the collar edged with silver thread, tailored neatly and closelying.

His posture was upright like a pine, leaning casually by the window, yet he naturally possessed an innate bearing.

His facial contours were peerlessly refined and clear, a deepness far surpassing his peers hidden between his brows.

Outside the carriage, a few young female students walking in company toward Shrek Academy accidentally looked up. Their gazes touched that profile by the window, and their footsteps stopped unconsciously, their eyes full of astonishment until the carriage drove far away, still standing dazedly in place and looking back.

Brother, let me see too.

A spoiled and soft loli voice broke the tranquility inside the carriage. A small head with twin braided buns leaned over, forcibly squeezing into the field of vision of the carriage window.

Xiao Yan yielded half the position of the window, casually pressing the girl's furry head of hair, the corners of his mouth pulling into a natural arc.

Xiao Xiao, once we enter Shrek Academy, you'll have all the time you want to look. He turned his head to look forward. Uncle Fu, pick up the speed a bit more.

You got it, Young Master, sit tight! Uncle Fu who was driving the carriage responded loudly, his horsewhip cracking a crisp sound in midair.

The two fine horses strode out with their long legs, and the rolling speed of the wheels suddenly accelerated, casting the scenery on both sides of the street rapidly backward.

Before long, the carriage stopped smoothly at the edge of the huge plaza outside the east gate of Shrek Academy.

At this time, the plaza was already a sea of people.

It was precisely the annual freshman recruitment season of Shrek Academy, and appropriate-aged youths from all directions of Douro Continent gathered here accompanied by their parents.

The massive white jade arch stood directly ahead, the characters carved on the sign showing an ancient and heavy charm.

The early summer sun was somewhat harsh, and irritably complaining voices came from the queuing crowd from time to time.

The air was mixed with the smell of sweat and anxiety, and parents gathered together in groups of three or five, anxiously discussing whether their children would be able to pass the enrollment assessment.

Xiao Yan pushed open the carriage door and leaped down from the carriage shafts first.

His movements were light and smooth, his moon-white robe hem tracing a neat arc in the air, leaving no sound when he landed.

Then, he turned around and extended his hand toward the interior of the carriage.

Xiao Xiao rested her hand on her brother's and nimbly jumped down from the carriage.

As soon as the two of them stood still, a brief stillness unexpectedly appeared at the edge of the originally noisy and crowded queue.

The surrounding people's gazes were uncontrollably attracted by this pair of siblings.

Looking at the girl first, she was petite in stature and short in height, yet she radiated a cute and delicate charm that made one's heart grow fond of her.

She wore long cyan-green hair, meticulously braided into two twin buns hanging down in front of her chest.

What was most eye-catching were her eyes, possessing an emerald-like green hue, lively and pellucid.

She looked around at the massive academy gates, truly resembling a compact, exquisite, shy, yet somewhat curious girl next door.

As for the youth standing beside her, he was completely and utterly an existence on another level.

Xiao Yan stood in the crowd, which was crowded and damp with sweat, yet he seemed as though he were standing beside an orchid in a quiet valley.

The moon-white long robe gave off a soft luster in the sunlight, and that heaven-defying handsome visage coupled with his free and unrestrained disposition doubled his lethality.

The two of them quietly walked to the end of the line to queue.

The surrounding people unconsciously retreated to both sides, clearing a spacious passage for them.

Low exclamations and gasps of intake of breath rose and fell one after another in the crowd.

What a handsome youth... Which major sect's young master is this?

That disposition is simply not something an ordinary family can cultivate.

The commotion spread rapidly forward along the long line, quickly attracting the attention of the senior student in charge of admissions registration ahead.

That was a senior female student wearing the Shrek Academy uniform with a pleasing appearance, who had originally been frowning repeatedly due to the heavy, boring registration work and the scorching heat.

She looked along the gazes of the crowd, and the instant her gaze landed on Xiao Yan, the pen in her hand directly halted in midair.

She had stayed in Shrek Academy for so many years, and she had seen countless monsters and geniuses of the Inner Court and Outer Court, but she had rarely seen anyone who could interpret the four characters peerless in grace so perfectly.

Seeing that the queuing crowd around them was somewhat chaotic due to paying excessive attention to this pair of siblings, and even a few parents had gotten into a dispute over fighting for the best viewing position.

The senior sister stood up, tidied her slightly ruffled hem, and walked quickly toward the back of the queue.

You two, come over here with me first to register and sign up. There are too many people queuing here, don't get squeezed.

She walked in front of Xiao Yan, pointing gently with a mild tone toward a relatively quiet registration desk on the side used for handling special circumstances.

Xiao Yan did not decline. After nodding in acknowledgment to the senior sister, he took Xiao Xiao's hand and followed over.

Arriving before the registration desk, the senior sister picked up the pen anew and pulled over a brand-new registration form.

Facing Xiao Yan's refined and handsome face close at hand, she suddenly felt her breathing somewhat obstructed, and the beating speed of her heart also accelerated uncontrollably.

To conceal her inner self-consciousness and nervousness, she deliberately avoided Xiao Yan's deep gaze and turned to look at Xiao Xiao, who was half a head shorter beside him.

Little sister, register your basic information first. Name, age, Martial Soul, and current Soul Power Level. The senior sister's voice maintained a business-as-usual calmness as much as possible.

Xiao Xiao opened those big emerald-green eyes, her voice crisp.

Xiao Xiao, eleven years old. My Martial Souls are the Nine Phoenix Flute and the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, and my Soul Power is rank thirty-five.

Clack.

The pen in the senior sister's hand dropped directly onto the tabletop, the ink blooming into a patch of black stains on the white paper.

She could not care about wiping it, abruptly lifting her head, her eyes wide open to circles, her whole face filled with incredulity.

The few new students and parents nearby who happened to hear these words were directly petrified in place, opening their mouths wide without being able to make a sound.

Twin... Twin Martial Souls? Rank thirty-five?! The senior sister's voice uncontrollably elevated by several degrees, her tone filled with shock.

Eleven years old, rank thirty-five!

This was, up to now, the freshman with the highest rank within this recruitment spot she was in charge of.

Even looking at the history of the entire Shrek Academy, being able to reach the Soul Elder realm before enrollment was few and far between.

This was definitely an Inner Court seed among Inner Court seeds.

Facing the senior sister's shocked gaze, Xiao Xiao coquettishly stuck out her tongue, and then grabbed Xiao Yan's arm, her small chin lifting proudly.

What's so great about that? My brother is even stronger.

Oh?

Hearing these words, the senior sister took a deep breath, with difficulty subduing her violently pounding heart.

She finally shifted her gaze toward Xiao Yan, who was standing quietly to the side.

A rank thirty-five twin Martial Soul wasn't enough, and the older brother was even stronger?

How could this be?

According to the rules of Shrek Academy, being able to break through rank thirty at age eleven was already extremely rare; could it be that he was actually a rank four-ring Soul Ancestor?

Xiao Yan met the senior sister's probing gaze, a modest and gentle smile floating on his face.

He did not deliberately raise his volume, his clear and ringing voice steadily spreading out.

Xiao Yan, eleven years old. Martial Soul Fuxi Zither, Soul Power, rank forty-six.

Air seemed to plunge into stagnation at this moment.

The cicada chirping on the trees seemed to have vanished at the very instant these four words were uttered.

The senior sister only felt her brain go buzz, turning completely blank.

She stared blankly at the half-written characters she had just jotted down on the roster, her throat rolling up and down, yet she could not emit any sound.

Rank forty-six? Eleven years old? High-level Soul Ancestor?!

Those flirtatious thoughts of hers born from the youth's astonishing appearance instantly vanished like smoke in front of this kind of terrifying Soul Power.

Immediately afterward, an uncontrollable sorrow welled up from the bottom of her heart.

She wept silently in her heart; she was, after all, a sixth-year senior sister of Shrek Academy, having gone through countless cruel elimination assessments in Shrek to reach today, but her current Soul Power hadn't even reached that of this eleven-year-old junior who had just come to enroll.

These monsters of Shrek Academy truly grew less human with every generation, making one's tears well up indeed.