Second Martial Soul, Meeting Mu En Again

That was right—this was Ji Feng's second martial soul!

Space!

This power exclusive to Limit Douluos danced constantly at the fingertips of his left hand, its silver light flickering in and out, barely perceptible.

"Come on, help me out. Can't you cut a hole in space and teleport me straight out of Shrek Academy?"

As long as he could escape Zhang Lexuan's surveillance, he would have a way to flee.

Ideally, he would teleport to the Star Dou Great Forest, obtain a soul ring, then disguise his face and pose as some penniless Soul Master who had entered the forest to hunt. Those people from Shrek would never see through his disguise.

Who would ever imagine that someone with zero innate soul power could obtain a soul ring?

Ji Feng focused all his mental energy on the space in his right hand, repeatedly trying to activate his martial soul.

Silver light flickered constantly in his left hand. The space above it was kneaded over and over, becoming thin and insubstantial, like a sheet of window paper that would tear with a single poke.

Even after Ji Feng's sweat soaked through his thin blanket, that sheet of window paper still had not torn.

"Hah... hah... still no good."

Ji Feng had no soul power. Tearing space open with his martial soul alone was nothing but a pipe dream.

"Then there's only one option. Use the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to absorb enough soul power, pour it into my martial soul, and break through the spatial barrier."

Though the Northern Darkness Divine Skill was overbearing, it could not simply take anyone's soul power at will.

If an opponent's soul power was greater than Ji Feng's and they consciously controlled it, he would be unable to absorb it no matter what he did.

There were two situations in which he could absorb soul power. The first was when the other person's soul power was lower than his. That was easy to understand: the strong bullying the weak, crushing someone of a lower cultivation level.

The second was when the other person had lost consciousness or died, leaving their soul power uncontrolled. Ji Feng could absorb it freely. Ma Xiaotao during her rampage, for example—her soul power had gone out of control and kept leaking out, allowing him to absorb it at will.

Would there be anyone in either of those states inside the Sea God Pavilion?

As Ji Feng pondered how to break out of this predicament, a sudden wave of exhaustion washed over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.

He was far too tired. After all, this body was only ten years old.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room.

Ji Feng woke to the sight of Zhang Lexuan's lovely face.

"You're awake? The pavilion master told you to see him once you woke up. He's already found a way to solve your soul power problem."

"That fast?"

He threw back the blanket and sat up.

His head still ached slightly from thinking too hard.

"Yes. Hurry over."

Ji Feng dressed and went to Mu En's room. To his surprise, someone else was there besides Mu En.

"Hello, I'm Mu Bei Bei. I heard from Great-Great-Grandfather that he wants to take you as his direct disciple. That's great! We'll be able to cultivate together from now on."

Bei Bei wore Shrek's school uniform. His sunny, refined expression made him instantly likable.

"I don't know about that. It depends on what the pavilion master wants. I'm Ji Feng. What level is your soul power now, if you don't mind telling me?"

"There's nothing to hide. I'm the same age as you, ten years old, and my soul power is Level 16."

Ji Feng felt a little disappointed when he heard that.

Level 16—exactly one level above his own. Just a little lower, and he could have absorbed Bei Bei's soul power.

But even if he succeeded, Level 16 soul power would not stir so much as a ripple before Mu En.

He still needed to find another way.

Mu En sat in a reclining chair, a smile on his face.

"I've marked two spots on the floor. Each of you will cultivate on one, and I'll guide you with my soul power."

Hearing this, Ji Feng sat down on one of the marked spots.

He had no chance to resist right now. The man before him was a Level 99 Limit Douluo. The gulf between them was far too vast.

The two sat cross-legged, automatically entering a cultivation state under the influence of Mu En's soul power.

Mu En asked, "Bei Bei, do you know why your martial soul cannot awaken as the Radiant Sacred Dragon?"

Sitting cross-legged, Bei Bei replied, "Because my body can't withstand that power of light, so I can only awaken the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

"Wrong."

"Wrong? Great-Great-Grandfather, isn't that what you told me?"

"Human bodies are actually much the same. None can withstand a dragon bloodline. What's special is the martial soul."

Whoosh!

Mu En poured soul power into their bodies, instantly drawing out both of their martial souls!!

Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

Bei Bei's right hand was covered in scales and wreathed in lightning, with a yellow soul ring encircling it.

Ji Feng's body flickered between light and darkness, holy light interwoven with inky blood-red.

Looking at Ji Feng's martial soul, even Mu En's eyes showed a trace of intoxication.

"No matter how many times I see it, this martial soul is still so breathtaking. A perfect dragon martial soul!"

Ji Feng asked, "And then? What exactly are you planning to do?"

A faint sense of unease stirred in his heart.

Mu En was no naive beginner. He was the Dragon God Douluo, who had roamed unrivaled across the world for over two hundred years. Shrek Academy had stood firm for so long—the means at his disposal were easy to imagine.

"A martial soul like the Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon is a gift from heaven. Zero innate soul power... what a waste," Mu En said.

"So? Have you found a way to fix my zero innate soul power?"

Ji Feng was puzzled. If this was about solving his soul power problem, he and Mu En alone would have been enough. Why had Bei Bei been summoned?

"Here's the thing, Ji Feng. We at Shrek Academy have always researched martial souls. Much of that research is unacceptable to the world, and some Evil Soul Masters were even by-products of these experiments. Of course, we've also achieved results. Something more powerful, more overbearing..." Mu En said, looking at Ji Feng.

"What is it?" The unease in Ji Feng's heart deepened.

Suddenly, a layer of black demonic energy rose around Mu En. Within it, things resembling tendrils flew out and pierced Ji Feng's forehead, wrists, ankles, abdomen, and heart!

Blood poured out, seeping into the floor and tracing a bizarre magic array.

The blood-red lines of the magic array converged continuously beneath Bei Bei.

Agonizing pain battered Ji Feng's brain, making him want to scream, but all he could produce were broken "hah... hah" sounds, like bellows leaking air.

Ji Feng convulsed all over. Those tendrils seemed to be draining his life, making his body rapidly shrivel.

At the same time, an enormous dragon phantom appeared behind Bei Bei, its sacred white interwoven with inky blood-red. Every scale of the phantom harbored tremendous draconic power.

The phantom grew clearer and clearer. Drenched in blood, Ji Feng could hardly believe his eyes!

His martial soul...

The martial soul he had awakened through untold hardship had actually moved onto Bei Bei!

How was this possible!!

This wasn't a soul bone, but the unique martial soul every person was born with!!

How could something like this even be done?

"Ji Feng, you understand perfectly well that Shrek Academy cannot support a useless person. Fixing your zero innate soul power isn't impossible, but the price is simply too great. However, after receiving the Dragon Core, you already possess a portion of a dragon bloodline. By pouring your blood into my great-great-grandson's body and stimulating it with a secret method, I can evolve his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into your supreme martial soul—the Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon!!

"For Shrek's glory, to thwart the Sun Moon Empire's schemes, you can accept this little injustice, can't you? Don't worry, you won't die. You'll merely end up in a vegetative state. Shrek is vast enough that supporting one person in a vegetative state will be no problem."

Mu En pulled the tendrils out of Ji Feng's chest and shook the blood off them.

"There's nothing to hate. If you must hate someone, hate yourself. A supreme martial soul, yet zero innate soul power. Now the Sun Moon Empire watches us like a tiger eyeing its prey, while Di Tian holds the Star Dou Great Forest. My allotted time is almost up, and Xuan Zi cannot shoulder great responsibilities. We must nurture a powerhouse. Someone must make a sacrifice."

Ji Feng was utterly speechless. Mu En could rob someone and still dress it up in such high-sounding righteousness. Was this the shamelessness handed down through God King Tang's lineage?

A pained expression appeared on Bei Bei's face. Clearly, he struggled to accept what Mu En was doing.

Mu En said, "Bei Bei, how many times have I told you? Open your mind. Both of us must release our control over our soul power. Only then will your soul power stop rejecting Ji Feng's blood, and I can use mine to drive your martial soul evolution. Hurry!!"

Hearing Mu En's words, Bei Bei released his control over his soul power, and Mu En did the same.

Their soul power rapidly intermingled, continuously stripping away Ji Feng's bloodline.

The Reverse-Bone Evil Dragon phantom behind Bei Bei grew increasingly solid, and his aura climbed steadily.

Neither Bei Bei nor Mu En noticed the faint smile curling at the lips of Ji Feng, who was already drenched in blood.