"I wonder which grade he's from. He doesn't study properly and even dyed his hair white," the Soul Saint muttered to himself. After watching for a while, he withdrew his gaze.
He was not overly surprised. Talented soul masters were fairly common in Shrek City, and he had long grown used to them.
It was just that this youth seemed a little too talented. Judging by his back, he looked only thirteen or fourteen, yet he was already a Soul Ancestor.
Such age and cultivation were relatively rare even in Shrek Academy, where geniuses gathered. That was why he had been surprised earlier.
The Soul Saint figured Jing Chen was most likely a Shrek Academy student, so he did not send anyone to follow him and continued sitting there leisurely.
His duty here was to sense the Soul Power fluctuations of those entering the city. He did not need to stand to do that; sitting was enough.
Jing Chen, who often ate soul beast meat, had developed rather quickly. Judging from his physique, no one would believe he was only eleven.
At a glance, people would assume he was already thirteen or fourteen. Even saying he was fifteen would not be an exaggeration.
If the Soul Saint knew Jing Chen was only eleven, he definitely would not be sitting there so calmly. An eleven-year-old Soul Ancestor was nearly unprecedented—far too astonishing.
After walking some distance, Jing Chen looked back toward the city wall. He had sensed someone watching him earlier.
With just one glance, Jing Chen withdrew his gaze and continued forward naturally, intending to visit the shop first.
He was still looking forward to his automobile shop and wanted to see how it had developed.
After Yi Yi awakened the Space Shuttle skill, he returned to the mainland every