Shedding Mortal Flesh, Ascending to Divine Artifact

Once Dai Mubai understood his Soul Skills, he let out a long breath.

A look of delight appeared on his face.

His luck had been pretty good this time. Although the Hextech rolls had been average, the Soul Skills he got were good.

His First Soul Skill was enhancement.

His Second Soul Skill let his Doppelganger use skills as well. It could not only save his life, but also attack.

His Third Soul Skill was an offensive Soul Skill. It also allowed instantaneous movement and immunity to control effects.

His Fourth Soul Skill was Invincible Golden Body. Though it could only be used once, when combined with his Second Soul Skill, that made three uses.

However, a wide-area attack could probably kill all three Doppelgangers at once.

Then his Second Soul Skill would be useless.

"The Misty Wind Cloak was originally a passive skill, but now it has become active."

Dai Mubai felt a little regretful.

The Misty Wind Cloak's effect in the game had originally been to turn him into three Doppelgangers when his health dropped below half.

That was equivalent to having an extra "Name Blade."

Unfortunately, it had now become an active skill, so he could no longer get that Name Blade for free.

"How did it go, Mubai?"

Seeing that something seemed off about his expression, Zhao Wuji walked over to Dai Mubai.

Then he asked.

"I've finished absorbing it. There aren't any problems."

Dai Mubai stood up and shook his head.

"What type of Soul Skill is it?"

Zhao Wuji asked.

"It is an acceleration and burst-type Soul Skill called Shadow Walker's Claw."

Dai Mubai's Fourth Soul Skill had now become a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

At a time like this, he certainly could not reveal it.

He might as well use his Third Soul Skill as a cover.

As he spoke, a purple Soul Ring rose beneath Dai Mubai's feet. He deliberately called out its name, "Shadow Walker's Claw!"

In an instant, Dai Mubai's body vanished from where he stood.

Zhao Wuji's naked eye could not catch Dai Mubai at all.

Riiip—

Only when the tearing sound rang out did Zhao Wuji realize that Dai Mubai had already appeared behind a large tree in the distance.

Then Dai Mubai exerted force with his arm.

The tree was instantly torn apart by Dai Mubai.

Fragments of the shattered tree flew everywhere, nearly striking Zhao Wuji.

"This..."

Zhao Wuji stared at Dai Mubai, surprise filling his eyes. "What incredible speed. It was like teleportation. With my cultivation as a Soul Saint, I couldn't even sense him."

He had not seen Dai Mubai's movement at all.

It had seemed...

Just like teleportation.

But a teleportation-type Soul Skill did not seem like something the Evil Eye White Tiger could possess. It had probably just been too fast.

He comforted himself inwardly.

"Also, the power of your Soul Skill and Soul Power... is actually this great. It is at least twice that of an ordinary Soul Ancestor..."

Zhao Wuji's surprise quickly turned into delight. "With this kind of strength, only a peak Soul Ancestor could probably contend with you."

"Teacher Zhao, you flatter me."

Dai Mubai smiled faintly and spoke modestly.

Critical damage, doubled!

This scene did not only fall into Zhao Wuji's eyes. The others from Shrek saw it as well.

Such a bizarre Soul Skill.

Made Tang San feel a surge of pressure in his heart.

Too strong.

Fast and powerful.

Was this a five-thousand-year Soul Ring?

A trace of wariness flashed through Tang San's eyes.

But soon, he touched the Sleeve Arrow on his wrist.

He felt much calmer.

So what if Dai Mubai was a Soul Ancestor?

His Hidden Weapons could stop even a Soul Ancestor.

And these were only his current basic Hidden Weapons.

He could craft every Hidden Weapon of the Tang Sect.

In the future, Dai Mubai would not be able to defeat him either.

"Mubai... you're amazing."

Seeing how powerful Dai Mubai was, Zhu Zhuqing could not help straightening her chest.

This was her fiancé.

He was so powerful, and naturally, she felt incredibly proud.

"Zhuqing."

Feeling Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Dai Mubai slowly walked to her side and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Zhuqing, I will definitely do what I promised you."

Looking into Dai Mubai's affectionate eyes, Zhu Zhuqing's heart began pounding wildly.

"I know..."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes grew hazy.

"Is this the sour smell of love?"

Watching the two of them act so lovingly, Ning Rongrong felt a wave of envy.

So this was what love was like?

Oscar said, "If you don't mind, I can also..."

"Get lost."

Ning Rongrong glared irritably at Oscar as he leaned closer.

That sleazy Sausage uncle.

"Enough, you two. Stop being lovey-dovey. We still need to find a Soul Ring for Tang San."

Zhao Wuji urged everyone along as they prepared to return.

The group headed toward the outskirts of Star Dou Forest, searching everywhere for a suitable Soul Ring for Tang San as they walked.

In the end, at Tang San's own request, they killed an ordinary Man Faced Demon Spider.

The Soul Skill he gained was still Spider Web Restraint.

However, its power was certainly inferior to the Two Thousand Years Soul Ring from the original story.

At the same time, he did not obtain the Eight Spider Lances External Soul Bone.

The gains were far smaller.

Afterward, the group picked up their pace and returned to Shrek Academy.

"What? Dai Mubai is already Level 43?"

After learning from Zhao Wuji what had happened during their journey, Flender's eyes began to shine as he looked at Dai Mubai.

A Soul Ancestor who had only just broken through could actually possess Soul Skill power comparable to a peak Soul Ancestor?

And before breaking through to Soul Ancestor, he and Zhu Zhuqing had already shattered the turtle shell of Ye Zhiqiu, a Soul King?

This...

This, this, this...

If he were sent into the Great Soul Arena, how much money could he make?

Flender looked at Dai Mubai as though he were looking at a mountain of gold.

"Dean! Dean! What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Wu's voice pulled Flender back from his fantasy.

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing."

Flender waved his hand. "A mountain of gold... Mubai, congratulations."

"Also, Little Ao did very well."

As Flender spoke, he sighed emotionally. "Mubai truly is the most talented student I have ever seen."

At that moment, a middle-aged man standing nearby frowned.

This man was Yu Xiaogang.

Hearing Flender call Dai Mubai the most talented.

Yu Xiaogang was displeased.

How could anyone possibly surpass his own student?

"Oh, I haven't finished yet. Little San and Xiao Wu have also broken through to Soul Elder."

Zhao Wuji spoke again.

"Really? Little San and Xiao Wu are quite impressive too."

Flender was somewhat surprised.

He had not expected this outing to bring such an unexpected delight.

Yu Xiaogang, standing nearby, felt much better as well.

Now these were his students.

"Oh, right. This is Yu Xiaogang. When it comes to Martial Soul theory, he can be considered the strongest on Douluo Continent."

Remembering that he still needed to introduce Grandmaster to the students, Flender said, "You may call him Grandmaster."

"Oh, and from now on, Grandmaster will be responsible for all your training."

As Flender spoke, he stepped back.

"Hello, everyone. However, from what I just heard Zhao Wuji say, Dai Mubai has only just broken through to Soul Ancestor, yet he is already Level 43?"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked at Dai Mubai and asked.

"More than that. Dai Mubai went from Level 37 all the way to Level 43 in less than two months."

Zhao Wuji was very satisfied with Dai Mubai's rate of advancement, so he stepped forward to add this.

"What? This rate of advancement is simply... unheard of!"

Disbelief flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. "Dai Mubai, may I examine your body?"

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang took a step forward.

Dai Mubai hurriedly took a step back. "No."

What a joke. Dai Mubai was not accustomed to having an old man touch him.

Was Zhu Zhuqing not good enough?

Yu Xiaogang's brows drew together, as though he had not expected such a reaction.

"It is only an examination."

"No. Go away."

Dai Mubai rejected him again, looking at him with obvious disgust.

Yu Xiaogang was deeply stung by Dai Mubai's gaze.

It was the sort of look that seemed to stare deeply into his pain, making him feel inferior and afraid, weighing him down until he could barely breathe.

It was the look people had given him in the memories of his childhood.

Damn it. Ever since he had left that family and formed the Golden Triangle with Flender and Liu Erlong, no one had dared look at him that way again.

And today, this little yellow-haired brat actually...

Damn it, how dare you look down on me?

Yu Xiaogang forcibly suppressed his dissatisfaction, his expression turning cold.