His Dragon Was Stolen

Sunset Forest.

After learning that Dugu Bi was currently at the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, he had traveled day and night to hurry to this forest of Soul Beasts.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in Sunset Forest was home to many Immortal Herbs that could greatly nourish Soul Masters. These were treasures!

Dugu Bo, I won't stand on ceremony!

He had already visited Sunset Forest more than once. Though he did not know where the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was, he knew where Dugu Bo had set up his poison barrier.

With that thought, Wei Fan pushed off hard and darted through the forest of Soul Beasts like a cheetah.

"Captain, what kind of Soul Beast are you planning to hunt this time?"

"We'll take it one step at a time. My Martial Soul is the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf, so the Soul Ring I need has to come from a powerful animal Soul Beast."

"Then why did we come to Sunset Forest instead of the Star Dou Great Forest?"

"The Star Dou Great Forest is more dangerous. I saw a dragon-type Soul Beast in Sunset Forest a while ago, so I brought you here to try our luck. If we can't find it, we'll head to the Star Dou Great Forest."

"So that's why!"

"Captain, I never imagined you'd already reached Soul Ancestor."

"You're definitely the first person in the Five Elemental Academies to reach Soul Ancestor. I heard Huo Wushuang only just reached rank thirty-eight a while ago. At their pace, it'll probably take them another year to reach Soul Ancestor."

"You're really gaining ranks too fast!"

"I think our captain's rank rose so quickly because getting beaten up by Wei Fan last time made him explode under pressure."

Everyone: "..."

"If you don't know how to talk, shut up!"

Feng Xiaotian's good mood vanished instantly. Just thinking of Wei Fan made him furious.

Lately, the hottest topic among the Five Elemental Academies was how Wei Fan had beaten him up and made a cuckolded turtle out of him.

Once he successfully absorbed his fourth Soul Ring, he would definitely go back and settle the score with that bastard Wei Fan.

At that thought, rage surged in his heart!

"Captain, there's a Soul Beast up ahead!"

A Soul Master scouting from the treetops spoke warily.

"What kind of Soul Beast?"

Feng Xiaotian asked eagerly.

"It's a blue dragon, about nine meters long. It's very fast, and it looks like it can fly..."

The Soul Master summarized the Soul Beast's general features.

"It must be a Purple Ice Dragon!"

"Let's hurry over!"

Feng Xiaotian was positively thrilled.

He had only just thought about his fourth Soul Ring, and here it was.

He had seen a Purple Ice Dragon in Sunset Forest before. Before setting out this time, the ideal Soul Beast he had in mind was precisely a Purple Ice Dragon.

This kind of dragon could give him an ice attribute, and might even grant him a freezing skill. Combined with his wind attribute, it could instantly double his attack power.

At that thought, he quickened his pace again.

"It really is a Purple Ice Dragon. Don't let it get away!"

In just a few breaths, Feng Xiaotian had already caught sight of the Soul Beast's appearance and physical features.

Judging by its form, this Soul Beast should have been around five thousand years old. It was simply perfect for him.

Soul Ring, here I come!

Woohoo!

Feng Xiaotian and the other six activated their Martial Souls almost simultaneously. All seven had clearly defined roles: some attacked, some disrupted, and some intercepted...

In less than a minute, they had trapped the Purple Ice Dragon in a deep pit...

Wei Fan emerged from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well holding a gleaming golden chrysanthemum.

There were so many medicinal herbs inside that his eyes had nearly glazed over, and he did not recognize most of them.

He was not certain about even the few that looked somewhat familiar. Worried that a poisonous herb might knock him flat, he had not dared act rashly.

He had only picked this chrysanthemum, the one he knew best.

The singular velvet sky chrysanthemum!

He had already figured out what to do about the other herbs. It did not matter if he couldn't recognize them. There was someone else who certainly could.

At that thought, he gave a confident smile.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard faint sounds of fighting from far off in the forest.

Let's take a look!

A moment later, he reached a small hillside and looked down...

Well, well!

Weren't those Feng Xiaotian and the boys from Godwind Academy he had beaten up just a few days ago?

At that moment, Feng Xiaotian and the others were ganging up on a dragon-type Soul Beast, which looked about to be killed.

"Second Soul Skill, Water Gathering Cannon!"

Standing on the hillside, Wei Fan rested the cannon on his shoulder and aimed at the Purple Ice Dragon below.

He kept charging it...

"Captain, this Purple Ice Dragon is on its last breath."

"It's yours now!"

"Hahaha!" Feng Xiaotian threw back his head and laughed. The thought of his fourth Soul Ring being right before his eyes filled him with an indescribable excitement.

He was finally going to become a Soul Ancestor, and with a Soul Ring from the very Soul Beast he wanted most.

How could he not be happy?

Just then...

An azure ball of light hurtled toward them. A terrifying explosive roar resounded through the forest, and the cannon shot whipped up a dreadful wave of energy in its wake.

"Everyone, watch-"

Sensing the sudden attack, Feng Xiaotian shouted a warning.

Boom!

Before he could finish his last word, the terrifying cannon shot exploded beside them.

For a moment, giant waves churned and the air warped.

Several Soul Masters who had yet to react were blasted away by the terrifying shock wave.

Feng Xiaotian shook his head and stared at the Purple Ice Dragon, which had been blown to pieces before him.

He was dumbfounded!

Utterly stupefied!

"C-Captain, our dragon's been stolen."

The others from Godwind Academy were miserable too. After working so hard fighting for ages, they had ended up being nothing but someone else's hired hands.

Who the hell could they even complain to about this?

Fuck!

Trembling all over, Feng Xiaotian looked in the direction the cannon shot had come from and nearly spat blood in fury.

That fellow Wei Fan was standing on the hillside, chuckling.

Why was this bastard here? And worst of all, he'd stolen his dragon!

"Brothers, get him!"

With his dragon stolen, Feng Xiaotian immediately lost his composure.

It didn't matter if he couldn't beat Wei Fan alone. They would all attack together!

The other six members of the Divine Wind Team were furious too. Who could possibly stomach something like this?

Some ran and some flew, all charging at Wei Fan.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the cannon on his shoulder, Wei Fan fired another three shots in succession.

Two Soul Masters failed to dodge in time and took direct hits from the cannon shots, losing consciousness amid the explosions.

With a thought, Wei Fan turned the condensed hand cannon into a stream of azure water that flowed into his palm. Immediately afterward, his first Soul Ring quietly lit up beneath his feet.

"First Soul Skill, Sleep Bubble!"

Three streaks of azure light shot from Wei Fan's fingertips and rapidly expanded midway, turning into enormous water bubbles taller than a person.

Feng Xiaotian beat his wings and soared straight up to evade the attack, but the two teammates behind him were not so lucky. Each was enveloped in a huge water bubble and fell asleep.

"Third Soul Skill, Heaven-Pouring River!"

A blue circle of light roughly five meters across suddenly appeared beneath the two trapped Soul Masters. Immediately afterward, a massive ball of water fell from the sky.

With an explosive bang, a curtain of water crashed down, and another two Soul Masters were knocked unconscious on the spot by the tremendous impact.