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Meng Yiran quickly realized the enormous gap in strength between them, but it was impossible for someone as proud as her to simply admit defeat. Meng Yiran had her own trump card. Since her Martial Soul was useless, then...!

"Su Sanjia, I admit that you're strong—the most talented person I've ever seen! But my thirty-six Soul-Breaking Knives aren't just for show! If you can take them, then you win today's match!"

Meng Yiran was confident that even if Su Sanjia was a Quasi-Soul Ancestor, he would still be forced into a somewhat disheveled state before her Soul-Breaking Knives. Yet Tang San, standing some distance away, suddenly wore a strange expression. Why did these Soul-Breaking Knives sound a little like hidden weapons? Still, Tang San was certain that her techniques with them could not compare to the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. She wanted to threaten Su Sanjia with something like that?

Sure enough, when Meng Yiran flung out a Soul-Breaking Knife and accurately struck Su Sanjia in the chest, the blade passing straight through with ease, everyone froze. Wild delight appeared on Meng Yiran's face, while Chao Tianxiang's expression turned from joy to gloom.

This was bad. Someone had been killed!

"What a powerful knife. Too bad something like this is useless against me!"

The hollow in Su Sanjia's chest rapidly healed, and he still wore that irritatingly teasing expression. Meng Yiran finally broke, standing there blankly. Only after a moment did she come back to herself, then collapsed limply to the ground.

She could not match him in Soul Power, could not match him in combat, and even her prized Soul-Breaking Knives had no effect at all.

"I lost!"

Meng Yiran could accept defeat. Once she confirmed that she had no more means of threatening Su Sanjia, she decisively conceded. Chao Tianxiang, beside her, let out a breath of relief. So long as her granddaughter had not died, this was an acceptable outcome.

"Young man, do you belong to any sect?"

As if she had suddenly thought of something, Chao Tianxiang's eyes lit up as she fixed Su Sanjia with an intense gaze. Clearly, she had set her sights on his talent! Though Su Sanjia was a member of Shrek Academy, he truly did not belong to any sect. An academy and a sect were not the same thing; strictly speaking, a sect was even more important than an academy. That was what Chao Tianxiang had in mind. Su Sanjia was undoubtedly the most astonishing junior she had ever seen. With his potential, he would certainly not be weaker than the Dragon Duke in the future, and might even become a Title Douluo!

There were fewer than twenty Title Douluo publicly known across the continent at present!

"Senior, are you trying to recruit me?"

Su Sanjia raised an eyebrow.

"That's right. My old man is a Soul Douluo-level expert! He is also the sect master of the Myriad Beasts Sect. We welcome outstanding young talents like you! This old woman can promise you that if you are willing to join our Myriad Beasts Sect, you will definitely receive a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone in the future! My old man and I will also do our utmost to hunt high-quality Soul Rings for you. And besides, you and my Yiran are about the same age..."

Chao Tianxiang's offer was highly tempting. If Su Sanjia nodded, he would not only receive a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and a complete set of future Soul Rings, but even the Myriad Beasts Sect could be handed over to him as a package deal. Of course, the condition was that he would become a pair with her granddaughter.

"Damn, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and a beautiful wife!"

Ma Hongjun was practically drooling. If it had been him, he would probably have agreed on the spot!

Yet Ning Rongrong beside him wore a disdainful expression. Her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had long noticed Su Sanjia, a peerless genius. In terms of wealth, who could compare to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Zhao Wuji and the others were also speechless. They had roamed Douluo Continent for so long, yet not one of them possessed a Soul Bone. Now, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone was being placed right in front of Su Sanjia, and they were even willing to throw in their granddaughter...

"Grandma!"

Meng Yiran looked bashful, her face red to the tips of her ears. She was still unwilling to accept her loss to Su Sanjia, but upon hearing her grandmother's thoughts, she could not help feeling embarrassed. After thinking it over carefully, she did not dislike Su Sanjia given his strength, and felt that he deserved such treatment.

"Well, I don't have any plans to join a sect. Sorry, Senior. I'm used to being free and unrestrained!"

Su Sanjia scratched his head and ultimately chose to refuse. Such a thing was impossible for him. His nature was what it was—he did as he pleased and did not want to be constrained. A sect would only be a burden to him! Of course, if a sect was powerful enough and willing to offer terms he could not refuse, that would be different. He did as he pleased, after all. The point was to do whatever he wanted.

Su Sanjia's bottom line was flexible, but Chao Tianxiang's offer was clearly not enough to move him.

"Very well. This old woman was presumptuous. But boy, so long as you are willing, the gates of the Myriad Beasts Sect will always be open to you!"

After leaving those words behind, Chao Tianxiang departed with Meng Yiran. Before she left, Meng Yiran cast a deeply suggestive glance back, and the moment the two of them were gone, Ma Hongjun sidled over with a lecherous grin.

"Brother Sanjia, you really won't consider it? She's loaded!"

Su Sanjia shot him an irritated glare.

"If you want to go, then go. No one's stopping you!"

"I'd love to, but she doesn't want me!"

Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, and Su Sanjia no longer paid him any attention.

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, sank into deep thought.

As the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master, she possessed innate level-nine Soul Power. She was the most gifted among her generation and the most likely to inherit the position of sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! However, the position could not be decided merely by a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master's Soul Power. Their Martial Soul had an inherent flaw: they could only cultivate to level seventy-nine. Thus, innate level-nine Soul Power gave her some advantage, but not much.

What was most important for becoming sect master? The ability to win over top-tier experts!

Ning Fengzhi had become sect master only because he recruited two Title Douluo: Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong. If Ning Rongrong wanted to take that position, she would likewise need top-tier experts.

Most of Shrek Academy's members were already among her targets, especially Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Su Sanjia. Su Sanjia in particular was a fourteen-year-old Soul Ancestor. Even in Spirit Hall, talent like that would be exalted as a Holy Son.

But how was she supposed to win over someone like him?

As Ning Rongrong pondered, time quietly passed. Oscar soon absorbed his third Soul Ring and gained the soul skill Flying Together, True Mushroom. As the sky gradually darkened, everyone spent a peaceful night in the camp without any mishaps.

The next day, the group from Shrek Academy received news as soon as they woke up—Tang San had broken through to level thirty and also needed a Soul Ring!

This was excellent news. Zhao Wuji and the other teachers were all delighted, and Tang San already had a plan in mind for the type of Soul Ring he wanted. It should be relatively easy to find.

Therefore, the most pressing task before them was still finding Su Sanjia's fourth Soul Ring.

They wandered through the Star Dou Great Forest for an entire day without finding a suitable target. That night, after the Shrek group selected a campsite and had just fallen asleep, a pair of enormous beast eyes suddenly opened in the darkness of the distant woods!