Oscar's Big Sausage

"Much obliged!"

Ao Yin clutched his chest, a muffled groan squeezing from his throat.

At this moment, he was in terrible condition.

The Soul Power within his body had been completely exhausted, leaving him utterly drained.

A level-thirty-nine Soul Elder, even after secretly using his Twin Martial Souls—the Dark Sacred Dragon—had found it extremely difficult to contend with Zhao Wuji, the formidable Soul Sage known as the Immovable Bright King, despite the latter clearly not using his full strength!

That said, Zhao Wuji across from him was in no better shape.

Where was even a trace of the Immovable Bright King's imposing majesty?

His robes were in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and he looked utterly miserable.

He had been struck by the Dragon Beard Needles, the Blood Jade Spider's venom, fire poison, and frost poison. Earlier, when he had pushed his soul skills to their limit to resist the assault, the rapidly circulating Soul Power had instead carried the toxins deeper through his meridians, into his heart channels, where they were difficult to purge.

Ao Yin's gaze remained calm. Raising a hand, he condensed several slender strands of Blood Jade Spider Silk and pierced them into acupoints around Zhao Wuji's body once more.

In just a few breaths, the spider silk drew most of the toxins from Zhao Wuji's body. His expression gradually improved as well.

Dai Mubai had long been left dumbstruck. Before he could even process his shock, he threw back his head and shouted toward Shrek Academy's inner courtyard.

"Oscar! Get out here! Bring a few sausages!"

A figure hurriedly ran out from the courtyard.

The youth wore plain gray clothes and had neat short hair. His deep, lively peach-blossom eyes complemented his handsome, fair features, giving him an air of effortless charm.

When he did not smile, he seemed composed and reserved. When he smiled faintly, he looked carefree and roguish, as refined and dashing as a young nobleman.

Yet no one would have expected that this exceptionally poised youth possessed the most down-to-earth food-type martial soul of all: sausage.

Wherever sausages were needed, Oscar would be there.

Hearing Dai Mubai's call, Oscar jogged over, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"I'm here, I'm here! Boss Dai, how many big sausages do you need?"

"Cut the nonsense."

Dai Mubai rubbed his forehead and waved a hand, pointing at the devastated battlefield. "One for each person. Teacher Zhao and these new students all need to recover."

Oscar turned to look, and his pupils abruptly contracted as astonishment filled his face.

The ground was covered in broken stones and craters, while the air still carried intense remnants of Soul Power.

Zhao Wuji, a dignified seven-ring Soul Sage, was actually covered in injuries and wearing an awful expression.

"My god! What happened here? Even Teacher Zhao got hurt?"

Before his words had even faded, a fierce gaze locked onto him.

Zhao Wuji shot him a vicious glare, his eyes carrying their own intimidation, as if saying that one more word would earn Oscar a fist of love.

Oscar immediately fell silent. He did not dare say another word and quickly focused on activating his martial soul.

His first soul ring lit up with a brilliant yellow glow, and a crisp soul incantation left his lips.

"I've got a big sausage! I've got a big sausage! I've got a big sausage!"

Golden light flowed as halos gathered.

Several warm, plump sausages instantly appeared in his palms, radiating faint, warm Soul Power.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all stiffened.

"Why does that incantation sound so weird..."

Looking at the strangely shaped sausages, they felt inexplicably uncomfortable. In unspoken agreement, they covered their noses and mouths, their faces full of resistance.

Dai Mubai sighed helplessly and hurriedly explained the characteristics of Oscar's martial soul in a low voice, easing their concerns.

After hearing the explanation, Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained cold. As long as it could restore her quickly, it was nothing worth worrying about. Expressionlessly, she accepted a sausage and took small bites.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong directly shook their heads in refusal, quietly complaining that it was too strange and disgusting.

The moment Ao Yin saw the sausage, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. It really did resemble that thing...

"Your Soul Power is empty, and you need to recover quickly. Want one?" Oscar recommended eagerly.

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Ao Yin gritted his teeth, shut his eyes, and decided to brave the danger. He took a direct bite.

It was warm and smooth upon entering his mouth, with an excellent texture, completely unlike its strange appearance.

A warm current slid down his throat into his stomach, then instantly spread through his limbs and body. His depleted Soul Power slowly began to recover.

In only a short while, color returned to Ao Yin's face, and his aura stabilized once more.

Looking somewhat embarrassed, Oscar turned to Zhao Wuji, who was recovering with his eyes closed.

"Teacher Zhao, would you like one too?"

Zhao Wuji had no patience to spare. "Stop dawdling! Give me a big sausage and a small sausage!"

He was still somewhat shaken. Compared to the paralysis poison of the Dragon Beard Needles, Ao Yin's Blood Jade Spider Silk had carried both fire and frost toxins. It was more tyrannical and insidious, nearly rivaling the poison arts of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

If he had been even slightly careless, he might truly have suffered severe injuries and been left with lasting complications.

Although Ao Yin had personally detoxified him already, Zhao Wuji still worried that residual poison remained. He wanted to eat a small sausage to cleanse the toxins further and ensure nothing could go wrong.

Oscar did not dare delay and began chanting that outrageous soul incantation again.

"I've got a big sausage!"

"I've got a small sausage!"

Zhao Wuji showed no hesitation at all, swallowing both the big sausage and the small sausage in quick succession before fully recovering.

Ning Rongrong watched from the side with a pounding heart.

Born into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had seen much in her life, but this was the first time she had encountered such a food-type soul master.

"A food-type martial soul with all-around recovery abilities! The first soul skill replenishes the body and restores endurance, while the second detoxifies and dispels abnormalities! Shrek really is full of hidden talents!"

Oscar instantly puffed out his chest and raised his head, smiling. "Of course. My martial soul may look bizarre, but it's incredibly practical. At critical moments, it can save lives!"

"Mm! It really is quite good!" Ao Yin nodded sincerely and gave him a thumbs-up in praise.

Having received approval, Oscar's eyes lit up, and joy filled his heart. Very few people did not despise his martial soul incantation and were willing to sincerely praise him.

At the same time, Xiao Wu happily skipped forward and said with a smile, "Teacher Zhao! Does that mean we've successfully passed the fourth practical assessment?"

Zhao Wuji was still feeling stifled and frustrated inside.

The dignified Immovable Bright King had been forced into such a state by a three-ring Soul Elder, losing all face.

But he accepted his defeat with grace. He had nothing to say.

The talent, temperament, and combat strength of these new students far surpassed those of previous years.

Ao Yin in particular was completely beyond reason—an utter monster, even more terrifying than every freak Shrek had seen in the past.

He fell silent for a moment before finally nodding with a muffled voice.

"You passed."

Upon hearing that, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both let out sighs of relief. Turning to Ao Yin, their eyes were filled with gratitude.

They knew perfectly well that everyone had passed this assessment only because Ao Yin had carried them throughout and forcefully broken through the situation.

If the four of them had relied on themselves alone, they would not have lasted even half an incense stick's worth of time before being defeated and eliminated.

Only Tang San was weighed down by heavy thoughts as he silently pondered, Ao Yin... did he really come from Holy Soul Village like I did?

His growth rate was far too terrifying!

He was untouchable. Absolutely untouchable!

Having witnessed Ao Yin's terrifying strength, Tang San restrained his hostility. Before he had fully grown strong enough, he absolutely could not make an enemy of Ao Yin. If he had the chance, he should even take the initiative to build a good relationship with him—and perhaps uncover the secret behind Ao Yin's rapid growth!

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath. "Mubai, Oscar, leave the remaining new students to you. Get them settled."

Then his gaze shifted, locking onto Tang San as he spoke coldly.

"You stay behind. Hidden weapons are scattered everywhere here, and the lingering poisonous aura has not dispersed. It could easily injure others. You will personally clean this place up."

Having said that, Zhao Wuji spoke no further. With a blank expression, he turned and left.

This battle had been the most humiliating one he had experienced in recent years.

Earlier, Dai Mubai had been singing praises of the Immovable Bright King's fearsome reputation, letting him put on a show before these new students.

Instead, he had been confronted head-on by a three-ring Soul Elder and failed to endure even one incense stick's worth of time before losing.

But there was nothing he could do... mental power and poison were indeed his weaknesses.

At this moment, he did not want to remain another second in this place where he had lost all dignity. He only wanted to leave as quickly as possible.

Watching Zhao Wuji's hurried retreat, Dai Mubai could not help but laugh.

Who could have imagined that the imposing and domineering Immovable Bright King would one day suffer such a setback?

He smiled and spoke to ease the atmosphere.

"Don't take it to heart, everyone. Teacher Zhao is just a little strict. He's actually easy enough to get along with."

With that, Dai Mubai turned and led the group away, preparing to head to the dormitories to settle down and rest.

Just then, a long-awaited system notification suddenly rang out in Ao Yin's mind!

[ Ding! The check-in location has refreshed! ]

[ Available check-in location: Shrek Academy ]

[ Remaining check-in attempts: 1 ]

[ Check in? ]

Ao Yin's spirits soared, and he shouted inwardly!

"Check in!"