Plotting for the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone

At this moment, there were still three days until enrollment for the new school year began.

Over the past three years, the trio had also made quite a name for themselves at Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena.

Dai Mubai had won far more than he lost, fighting his way from an Iron Soul Badge all the way to a Golden Soul Badge.

He had even earned nearly a million Gold Soul Coins through betting over those three years, making a fortune.

Yet Dai Mubai had spent lavishly to buy a Soul Tool with only ten cubic meters of space, albeit one capable of storing living creatures.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar both indignantly complained about it. "Has Boss Dai gone crazy? A million! Just for a ten-cubic-meter storage Soul Tool? What can that even hold? It would be a struggle to fit two pigs inside!"

Dai Mubai merely smiled without saying a word.

Ma Hongjun had now obtained a Copper Soul Badge as well and was not far from earning a Silver Soul Badge.

Oscar, however, was limited by his status as a food-system soul master. Unable to enter individual Soul Battles, he could only compete in doubles alongside Dai Mubai, and had only just earned a Copper Soul Badge.

Of course, they had also made quite a bit of money betting alongside Dai Mubai at the Soul Arena. Their wagers had certainly been much smaller than Dai Mubai's, but each of them had still saved up tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins. Neither of them lacked money anymore.

The two of them were now truly devoted to Dai Mubai, willingly serving him in every way and obeying his every command.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Dai Mubai pushed open the dormitory door. Instead of heading toward the training grounds as usual, he went straight to the dean's office to request three days of leave.

He had a bold plan in mind.

At this time, Tang San was about to enroll and should currently be walking toward Suotuo City.

Tang Hao was surely escorting Tang San from the shadows. He would not return until Tang San had enrolled at Shrek Academy and Zhao Wuji had been beaten badly.

That meant there might be a chance to obtain the 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone hidden in the cave behind the waterfall on the back mountain of Holy Spirit Village...

"This is a rare window of opportunity..."

Dai Mubai narrowed his eyes, his expression resolute.

The dean's office was empty.

Dai Mubai was not surprised. Flender was most likely holed up in his shabby shop in Suotuo City right now, counting his share of the profits from the Soul Arena.

He turned back and headed to the training grounds.

Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar had just arrived.

Dai Mubai walked up to the three of them and said, "Teacher Zhao, Fatty, Little Ao, I'm taking three days off. Cultivate on your own for the next few days."

"Fine. Go tell Flender in Suotuo City," Zhao Wuji agreed readily.

Shrek Academy did not interfere much in its students' private affairs, so Zhao Wuji did not press further.

Dai Mubai waved, turned around, and strode away.

Suotuo City, western district.

Flender's shop was tucked away in a remote alley. Its storefront was narrow, and its sign hung crookedly.

Dai Mubai pushed the door open and entered.

Flender was lying in a rocking chair behind the counter, his reading glasses slipping down to the tip of his nose as he swayed between sleep and wakefulness.

During this time, Flender had made quite a bit of money following Dai Mubai's bets at the Soul Arena. He had become much more relaxed and often ran off to Suotuo City, dumping all the teaching work onto Zhao Wuji.

"Dean," Dai Mubai called.

Flender slowly opened his eyes. "Mubai? What do you need?"

"Dean, I'm taking three days off. I'm planning to go out for a while," Dai Mubai said bluntly.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Just be careful. Make sure you're back before school starts." Flender rarely meddled in his students' private affairs, so he agreed at once.

Dai Mubai nodded slightly and turned to leave.

But when his gaze swept over the shelf to the left, he suddenly stopped.

It was a fist-sized crystal, filled with fine golden patterns that gave off an almost imperceptible glimmer. Mixed in with a pile of junk, it was utterly unremarkable.

Plate Crystal.

Dai Mubai's eyes shifted slightly. In the original story, Tang San had used this Plate Crystal to make Dragon Whisker Needles, tormenting Zhao Wuji terribly.

He picked up the Plate Crystal, weighed it in his palm, and turned to Flender. "Dean, your shop hasn't made a sale in days. Let me help you open with one today. Sell me this useless rock."

Flender adjusted his glasses and glanced at the Plate Crystal.

Ordinarily, he would have gouged him for a hefty sum.

But Dai Mubai had spent his own money improving everyone's meals these past few years, so Flender naturally could not bring himself to charge an outrageous price.

"Rare for you to support my business. Ten Gold Soul Coins, just for form's sake. Take it."

The corner of Dai Mubai's lips lifted. He stored the Plate Crystal in his storage ring, then took out ten Gold Soul Coins and placed them on the counter.

"Dean, I'll be going, then."

Flender waved a hand and closed his eyes again.

After leaving the shop, Dai Mubai went straight to the post station's stables in the western district. He took a bag of Gold Soul Coins from his storage Soul Tool, set it on the counter, and called out, "Boss, your fastest horse. One with the best endurance."

The stable owner beamed at the sight of such generosity and hurriedly led out a fine horse from the rear courtyard.

Its muscles were powerfully defined and its legs long and slender. It was clearly a steed capable of covering a thousand miles in a day.

Dai Mubai mounted in one fluid motion and pressed his heels into its flanks.

"Hyah!"

The horse gave a long neigh, then galloped off toward Fasinuo Province.

Dai Mubai had calculated it long ago. Suotuo City was roughly four hundred kilometers from Notting City. The Balak Kingdom was known as the granary of the Heaven Dou Empire, and its territory was flat and open, without treacherous mountains or obstacles. With this horse's stamina, traveling day and night, he could arrive within a day.

The noon sun hung overhead as Dai Mubai lowered himself over the horse's back and let the fierce wind howl past his ears.

By the time he entered Fasinuo Province, the sky had already darkened, forcing Dai Mubai to slow down.

All night long, the horse traveled beneath the moonlight while Dai Mubai vigilantly watched the road ahead.

At the darkest hour before dawn, the outline of a city finally emerged on the horizon.

He had arrived at Notting City.

It was a city far smaller than Suotuo City, with low walls that radiated an air of stillness beneath the morning light.

Dai Mubai did not enter the city. He dismounted at the post station outside its gates, tossed the reins to a bleary-eyed attendant, then tossed him several Gold Soul Coins as well. "Good grass and good feed. Make sure it eats its fill."

Then, following the direction he remembered, Dai Mubai hurried northwest.

About twenty li northwest of Notting City lay Holy Spirit Village.

Dai Mubai moved swiftly through the morning mist. He left the twenty li behind in less than half an hour.

The sky turned the pale white of a fish belly, and rooster crows rang out one after another.

Holy Spirit Village was even smaller and more dilapidated than he had imagined.

Several dozen earthen houses were crowded together, their thatched roofs uneven as cooking smoke curled into the air.

Dai Mubai did not enter the village. Instead, he circled around to the back.

There stood a low mountain covered in dense, lush virgin forest.

At the foot of the mountain ran a clear stream.

Dai Mubai followed the stream upstream. After roughly five li, the roar of water came from ahead, and a waterfall appeared at the edge of his vision.

The waterfall was not tall, perhaps a dozen meters or so, and only five or six meters wide.

Water poured down from the mountain rocks and crashed into the deep pool below, throwing up a mist that filled the air.

This was the place.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath, went to the lower left side of the waterfall, and passed through the curtain of water.

He summoned Darkgolden Terrorclaw, and five dark-golden claws sprang out from between his finger bones.

Screech!

The claws pierced the slick rock face. Dai Mubai pressed himself against the wall and climbed upward, his Darkgolden Terrorclaws alternately digging into the stone amid the waterfall's thunderous roar.

Before long, about seven or eight meters up behind the waterfall, he found the cave entrance concealed by the curtain of water.

It was the entrance to a naturally formed stone cave. The surrounding rock walls were extremely rough, but certain areas bore obvious marks of artificial chiseling, clearly having been widened later.

The cave was dark and deep, filled with a damp, moldy smell.

Dai Mubai restrained his aura and silently slipped inside.