Sasuke Uchiha

The morning slowly passed inside the Spirit Pagoda.

After Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie were eliminated, and he confirmed that all three of their presences had vanished completely,

Li Qingxun also pretended to be overwhelmed by two hundred-year soul beasts and left the Spirit Pagoda after being killed.

Watching all four leave the Spirit Ascension Platform at the same time, Wu Changkong focused his gaze on Li Qingxun.

He did not think there was anything wrong with what Li Qingxun had done.

He was simply curious that the boy before him had managed to hold out for so long.

The others had long since become unable to fight back and could barely manage to hide.

Yet Li Qingxun had slaughtered who knew how many soul beasts inside the Spirit Ascension Platform, as easily as plucking something from his pocket.

"All right, come back with me, everyone. We'll hold a review tonight to identify the problems you encountered inside the Spirit Ascension Platform. For now, let's head back together."

After speaking, Wu Changkong nodded to the staff.

Then he led the group out of the Spirit Pagoda and back onto the Soul Guidance Bus.

They returned on the bus together.

The group arrived back at Eastsea Academy. No classes had been scheduled for the afternoon.

Since they had participated in the Spirit Ascension Platform activity today, and the weekend began tomorrow,

they were free to rest.

After returning to his dorm room, Li Qingxun lay down on his bed and gently rolled his shoulders.

Feeling the deep exhaustion spreading through his body, Li Qingxun let out a rare sigh.

"Not bad. I would've had to wait at least another few months before creating a clone, but now I've accumulated enough power."

Li Qingxun still hesitated over creating his fourth clone.

He had not decided what kind of clone to create.

But this clone would definitely head to one of the Four Great Organizations to scout things out for him first.

Normally, he should have chosen someone slick and worldly. Someone like that would have an easier time fitting in.

But an overly slick personality could also cause problems. After turning it over in his mind, Li Qingxun decided to create Sasuke Uchiha.

Sasuke's personality was rather melodramatic. Whether it was his early, middle, or late incarnation, Sasuke had always been prone to adolescent grandiosity.

But that grandiosity did not mean Sasuke lacked personal ability.

On the contrary, Sasuke was quite suitable, both in terms of charisma and in various other respects.

All of the Four Great Organizations were difficult to join. They required recommendations, along with all sorts of quota checks.

As for the Spirit Pagoda, unless Sasuke possessed some powerful bloodline, getting in would be difficult too.

Between the War God Temple and Shrek Academy, Li Qingxun already had someone else in mind for the War God Temple.

So he planned to send Sasuke to Shrek Academy.

Even if some of the ninjutsu Sasuke currently possessed were broken down and integrated, they would still have an upper limit.

Thus, his martial soul still had to be defined as the Sharingan.

The problem was that, with his current strength, the Sasuke he could create

would only reach the two-tomoe or three-tomoe level at most.

There was still a gap between that and the Mangekyō Sharingan. The strength Sasuke could display at this stage was ultimately limited.

Going to the War God Temple would mean being worked like a beast of burden, and his growth would be slow as well.

By contrast, entering Shrek Academy and developing as a student would be countless times more effective.

After pondering it for a long while, Li Qingxun still decided to place Sasuke in Shrek Academy.

As he thought, Li Qingxun raised his hand, and thick, illusory white mist appeared around him.

As the white mist gathered before his eyes, a figure quietly emerged.

It was a handsome young man.

He wore a long white outfit, with a tachi tucked at his waist. His gaze was calm and cold.

But when his gaze fell on Li Qingxun, he silently bowed. "Sasuke Uchiha pays his respects, my lord."

"Just call me boss. There's no need for all that formality."

"Your task is simple. I'll use my power to send you outside the city."

"Then find your own way to Shrek City and take this year's entrance examination for Shrek Academy."

"Normally, it'll be difficult without a recommendation letter. You can obtain one through robbery, or simply demonstrate your strength."

"With your abilities, getting into Shrek Academy shouldn't be difficult."

As he spoke, Li Qingxun raised his hand, a trace of exhaustion showing on his face.

Even so, he briefly organized and condensed the chakra power system, then forced it into Sasuke's body with some effort.

As Li Qingxun's accumulated fantasy power was once again exhausted, Sasuke stared at his palm.

Lightning crackled in his hand.

His eyes abruptly closed, then opened again, and the three-tomoe Sharingan formed within them.

Powerful perception and strength continued to emerge within his body.

At the same time, three soul rings appeared around him.

However, for Sasuke, these soul rings merely served as proof of his increased strength. They had no actual effect on him.

After all, these soul rings contained no soul skills. He primarily relied on his own taijutsu, chakra, and ninjutsu to fight.

These all belonged to his own power system. The soul rings were merely a substitute, preventing others from suspecting anything unusual or abnormal about Sasuke.

Feeling his own power, Sasuke bowed slightly and nodded. Then Li Qingxun raised his hand with difficulty and activated the power of Reality Distortion.

Sasuke's figure was erased. When he appeared again, he was already outside the city.

Li Qingxun lay on the bed, panting softly. The fantasy power he had accumulated had been drained in an instant.

If he wanted to force a recovery, he could actually use it once more.

But he intended to save that reserve for when he needed to unleash greater power.

After all, it could barely summon a strike with the power of Sequence 1.

No matter which pathway it belonged to, the damage a Sequence 1 could unleash was terrifying.

That was what he needed to save his life at a critical moment. Naturally, he could not waste it here.

Li Qingxun also felt somewhat helpless about the consumption of fantasy power.

Once he broke through to three rings and Miracle City descended, his condition would improve considerably.

At that point, all his clones could connect to Miracle City, Leviathan.

These clones, which already possessed independent consciousness, could enter it to recover.

Their power could also be continuously channeled into Leviathan, accelerating its recovery.

But before reaching three rings, he had no particularly good solution.

As he thought, Li Qingxun stretched. His mind was far too exhausted.

So, after swallowing two pills for healing and restoring spiritual power,

he lay on the bed and swiftly drifted into sleep.

While Li Qingxun slept soundly, far away in Skysea City,

three figures lay side by side in a hospital ward. All three were severely injured, and none had been healed even now.

Their respective parents sat nearby, each looking grimmer than the last.

"That damned Tang Sect! Even reporting him got us nowhere. It looks like that brat has connections there too!

"We can't contact the War God Temple at all, and the Tang Sect is useless. What are we supposed to do? Are we really going to let that little bastard keep running free?"