Xuan Zi Slices Through Holy Spirit Cult Consecrated Members, Zhou Yi Picks a Fight?

At the gates of Shrek City.

Although people usually came and went, the area was currently teeming with a boisterous crowd, packed so tightly outside the gate that not even a drop of water could pass through.

Just ten minutes ago, a major event had occurred here, one that had even alarmed the City Lord, Shi Xing.

Hanging from the city plaque were three bloody, severed heads.

"That lingering fluctuation of Soul Power... it's an Evil Soul Master!"

Shi Xing stood on his tiptoes and hovered upward to get a better look, when suddenly, a voice transmission flooded his mind.

He froze for a moment, then burst into a loud laugh. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at the crowd below.

"Everyone, these three heads belong to three honored elders of the Holy Spirit Cult. They were personally executed by Elder Xuan of our Shrek Sea God Pavilion!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the city gate erupted in a frenzy—not of panic, but of surging excitement.

"My heavens! Honored elders of the Holy Spirit Cult? That means they were at least Titled Douluo, right? Who is Elder Xuan, to be able to slay three Titled Douluo in a row!?"

"I heard from my aunt's son that Elder Xuan is a veteran of the Sea God Pavilion, a Super Douluo! He is the pillar that holds up all of Shrek!!"

"To think they are the heads of such beasts, bah!"

As she spoke, a middle-aged woman carrying a vegetable basket threw all the produce she had just bought at the city plaque.

Following her lead, eggs and various vegetable leaves began to rain down on the three heads, leaving them unrecognizable—truly, there was no peace for them even in death.

Seeing this, Shi Xing shook his head with a wry smile and did not intervene, for beasts like Evil Soul Masters deserved no sympathy.

He glanced back at Shrek City behind him, sighing in his heart, and then summoned a city defense officer.

"You, take two squads of the city guard and search every household thoroughly. If you encounter any suspicious individuals, don't bother with explanations—arrest them immediately. If they resist, execute them on the spot!"

"Yes!"

On the other side.

After arranging the follow-up procedures, Xuan Zi made his way to the Sea God Pavilion, where he happened to run into Yan Shaozhe and Elder Zhuang, who were returning from the outer courtyard.

"Perfect, I was just looking for you. Old Zhuang, hurry and heal me. Damn it, being besieged by eight or nine Titled Douluo, this old man almost didn't make it out."

Seeing Xuan Zi covered in filth and blood, his clothes in tatters, Elder Zhuang did not hesitate and immediately summoned his martial soul, the Tree of Life, to begin healing him.

The nine soul rings behind Elder Zhuang flashed in unison, and the towering tree enveloped Xuan Zi, pouring green fluorescent light into him.

Only a moment later, Xuan Zi's injuries were completely healed, and he looked much more spirited.

Elder Zhuang withdrew his martial soul, his face somewhat pale. He walked to the side and sat down to regulate his breathing; it seemed that healing a Super Douluo like Xuan Zi had consumed a significant amount of his Soul Power.

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe finally spoke up.

"Elder Xuan, what happened to you..."

"This old man went out and slaughtered three pigs and dogs, nothing worth mentioning." Xuan Zi waved his hand, offering no further explanation, and instead asked directly about Ma Xiaotao.

"Did Xiaotao's evil fire lose control and erupt again?"

Hearing this, Yan Shaozhe's heart skipped a beat. Feeling somewhat guilty, he stammered, "Yes..."

"Did she hurt anyone?"

"No... no, she didn't..."

"Hmm?"

Xuan Zi's bushy brows furrowed, and his expression turned stern. He felt that Yan Shaozhe was hiding something; while the man usually respected him, he wouldn't be acting this timidly.

Something was wrong—something was very, very wrong!

"What exactly happened? Tell me clearly!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Yan Shaozhe had no choice but to tell the truth, though he specifically emphasized that Su Ling had remained completely unharmed.

"What!?"

Upon hearing that the target of Ma Xiaotao's uncontrolled evil fire was Su Ling, Xuan Zi became anxious. Without another word, he soared into the sky and headed straight for the outer courtyard.

Freshman Teaching Building, Class One.

There were only two minutes left before class, and the classroom was already packed.

As soon as Su Ling walked in, a female student let out a gasp, and every gaze in the room snapped toward him.

In an instant, looks of awe, admiration, and jealousy intertwined upon Su Ling's handsome face, with three gazes in particular burning with intensity.

Whispers filled the air.

Su Ling paid them no mind and walked straight to his seat. Regrettably, it was neither by the window nor the aisle.

Sitting on his left and right were old acquaintances.

Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie.

"Su Ling, why didn't you come to class yesterday?"

Seeing Su Ling sit down, Xiao Xiao, who had stood up to give him her seat, leaned in impatiently.

The faint, pleasant fragrance belonging to her drifted over.

He didn't know what body wash she used, but it smelled quite good.

Hearing the two of them talking, Cui Yajie on the other side quietly pricked up her ears.

"Went out to hunt a soul beast."

Su Ling smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, his words concise.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yajie was completely stunned.

A few days ago, Su Ling had said he was only a Soul Grandmaster. Now that he had returned from a hunt, didn't that mean he was a Soul Elder?

Hiss—

She cast a deep look at Su Ling, her eyes shimmering with admiration.

Xiao Xiao was fine; not knowing Su Ling's exact Soul Power, she simply let out an "oh" and took a cup of fruit tea from her drawer.

"Su Ling, didn't you say this tasted good last time? I brought you another one."

Watching the little girl Xiao Xiao purse her lips and lower her head, not daring to look at him, Su Ling smiled and took the fruit tea from her hands.

"Thank you."

Their fingers brushed against each other inadvertently.

Xiao Xiao's little face couldn't help but turn slightly red.

Cui Yajie, off to the side, was dumbfounded.

So the fruit tea Xiao Xiao had given her after class yesterday was meant for Su Ling!

Just then, someone walked through the classroom door.

It was an old woman wearing a white teacher's robe with a high-level teacher's badge pinned to her chest, her graying hair coiled atop her head.

The moment she walked in, she locked her gaze onto Su Ling, her black eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Tap, tap, tap.

She walked to the podium, her back held perfectly straight.

All the students sat up straight.

Su Ling looked up, understanding dawning on him.

This old woman must be Zhou Yi. It had to be said, this strict teacher look was truly enough to inspire awe.

"Su Ling, stand up." Zhou Yi's voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant, like a cracked gong.

Hearing his name called, Su Ling stood up calmly and looked Zhou Yi straight in the eye.

"I need an explanation. Why didn't you show up for the first class of the semester yesterday?"

Zhou Yi's gaze was calm, and her tone betrayed no emotion, yet an invisible pressure was faintly radiating from her body.

"Reporting to the teacher, I went out to hunt a soul beast. Furthermore, another teacher should have spoken to you about it yesterday."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow and let out a cold scoff through her nose, slamming the book in her hand onto the teaching desk.

"You? Hunting a soul beast?"

"According to your student file, you are only a level 26 Soul Grandmaster. Throughout the entire day yesterday, I didn't hear a single teacher mention anything to me about you."

"And look at you—you aren't even wearing the freshman uniform, and you're lying to a teacher. My class, Zhou Yi's class, has no need for a good-for-nothing student like you!"

"Now, pack your things and get out of Shrek!"

As Zhou Yi's final words fell, the entire classroom fell into a deathly silence. All the students once again turned their gazes toward Su Ling.

Expressions of sympathy, mockery, and schadenfreude were all present.

Su Ling opened his mouth to speak but stopped, his sword-like brows furrowing.

Didn't Mu En have Xuan Zi handle the notification?

What was going on with this Zhou Yi? Was she deliberately looking for trouble?

He hadn't provoked her, had he?