Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded.
He could hardly believe it.
If this was true, it was far more impressive than the reputation he had earned as the Immovable Wisdom King back in the day.
A sixty-thousand-year soul beast!
Even an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo might not escape unscathed if they encountered it alone.
"It might not be merely sixty thousand years old."
Yu Xiaogang dropped another bombshell.
The bewildered crowd turned their eyes toward him, looking for an explanation.
That gave him another secret thrill.
He began showing off.
"Look at this soul bone. It's shaped like a crown, which is precisely the defining feature of a soul bone dropped by a Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King upon its death."
"The Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King is truly formidable in overall strength. In terms of bloodline power alone, it is no weaker than the Titan Giant Ape King. In fact, because it possesses a wyvern bloodline, it may even surpass it."
"However, powerful as these soul beasts are, they are solitary by nature. Very few survive to ten thousand years, and those that reach sixty thousand years like this one are rarer still."
Having said his piece, Yu Xiaogang immediately assumed an inscrutable air.
He clasped both hands behind his back.
He looked like a schoolteacher delivering a lesson.
In truth, he was not entirely certain of this information himself. He had only written it down while secretly copying soul beast information from the Spirit Hall Library because it was so unusual.
He had never expected to put it to use right away.
If he did not show off properly, his trip to the Spirit Hall Library would have been wasted.
"Didn't you say it might not be sixty thousand years old?"
"Then why did you say this was only a sixty-thousand-year soul bone?"
Tang San wanted to spare Yu Xiaogang the embarrassment of having nobody respond again.
Noticing the question he had deliberately left hanging for the others to ask, Tang San immediately voiced it.
Yu Xiaogang nodded, looking somewhat gratified.
Although the question had not come from the Shrek group, it still gave him a chance to show off.
At least things had not gone entirely wrong.
"Indeed. Good question, Little San."
Yu Xiaogang smiled, then abruptly turned serious. "Because every Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf is far stronger than other soul beasts, and a soul beast's destructive power generally exceeds that of a soul master at the same level."
"Not to mention that this one is the finest among Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolves-a Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King!"
At that point,
Yu Xiaogang suddenly paused.
"What's different about a Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King?"
Flender, engrossed in the explanation, said with some irritation, "Xiaogang, just tell us the whole thing. Stopping after every sentence makes it painful to listen."
"Heh, all right. Then I'll tell you everything there is to know about the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King."
Those were precisely the words Yu Xiaogang had been waiting for.
Seeing Flender press him about the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King as expected, his spirits instantly soared, and he began speaking at length with easy confidence.
He talked for a long time, but it all boiled down to one point: the true strength of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King they had encountered today might be equivalent to that of an eighty-thousand-year soul beast.
His explanation left Flender and Zhao Wuji thoroughly pleased.
"As for the habits of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King, we have to start with..."
"Could you move? I have something to do."
Yu Xiaogang was in full flow when Yang Jian's voice suddenly interrupted him.
At some point, Yang Jian had finished cultivating and walked over to him.
As he instinctively stepped aside, Ning Rongrong let out a giggle. "Brother Yang, your eyes aren't bleeding anymore? Are your injuries completely healed?"
"Yes."
Yang Jian nodded and continued forward. Only when he reached the soul ring's absorption range did he sit down and stroke Xiaotian, who had come up to him.
He paid no attention whatsoever to Yu Xiaogang, who had been spouting nonsense all this time.
After all, if Yu Xiaogang truly possessed such vast knowledge, he should have recognized that this Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King was a little over forty thousand years old-not sixty thousand, much less eighty thousand.
Still,
the Fart God had guessed one thing right. Thanks to the system's enhancement, this soul bone had indeed been upgraded to sixty thousand years.
"Little Yang, what are you doing?"
"Absorbing the soul ring."
"Oh, absorbing the soul bone. Hurry up, then. We can stand guar... huh?"
Flender was dumbfounded and instinctively shouted, "What did you say? Absorb what?!"
"The soul ring. What's wrong, old man?"
"Don't tell me this Fart God has hoodwinked you so badly that your brain's stopped working?"
Yang Jian curled his lip and gently patted Xiaotian, sending him off to play elsewhere.
Only then did he settle cross-legged, preparing to get himself into the right condition.
"This is a sixty-thousand-year soul ring!"
"It would qualify even as a Soul Douluo's eighth ring! What kind of soul ring do you think you're absorbing?!"
"Did that Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King's sonic attack give you a concussion?"
As Flender spoke, he reached out to feel Yang Jian's forehead.
Even Zhao Wuji and the others stood frozen in place, disbelief written all over their faces.
Granted, they all knew that every "wild boast" Yang Jian had made had come true.
But wasn't this a little too heaven-defying?
A three-ring Quasi-Soul Ancestor absorbing a sixty-thousand-year soul ring as his fourth ring? Wasn't that madness?
"Old man, you really are growing backward. If this thing were actually sixty thousand years old, with strength comparable to eighty thousand like the Fart God said, would you have survived just now?"
Yang Jian rolled his eyes at him without a shred of mercy.
It was as though he were looking at an idiot.
Hearing that, everyone from Shrek Academy looked puzzled.
In particular, Yang Jian's openly devoted fan Ma Hongjun and secretly devoted fan Ning Rongrong immediately began doubting Yu Xiaogang.
"Bullshit!"
"You little bastard, you don't think before you speak! Calling this soul beast sixty thousand years old was already a conservative estimate!"
"If we really get into it, this could very well be a Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King that has just reached seventy thousand years!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you. Never mind a mere level-forty Quasi-Soul Ancestor like you-even a level-eighty Quasi-Soul Douluo wouldn't necessarily dare claim they could absorb it without any risk!"
Yu Xiaogang roared.
Veins bulged across his face, which had flushed crimson.
If Yang Jian really outdid him, wouldn't everything he had just told the others make him look like a clown?
No!
I can't let Yang Jian keep spouting nonsense here. I have to seize the initiative!
"Nothing left to say, have you?!"
"Hah!"
Yu Xiaogang sneered, then continued, "Stopping now is the right choice. Otherwise, if your body explodes halfway through absorbing it, you'll learn what it means to lose more than you gain."
"I'll tell you the truth. Never mind this Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King-even the soul ring of an ordinary seventy-thousand-year soul beast is the limit for a soul master's eighth ring."
"In other words, no matter how powerful a level-eighty Quasi-Soul Douluo is, they can only absorb a soul ring up to eighty thousand years old. Anything beyond that means certain death!"
"This is part of one of my ten martial soul theories!"
At that point,
a divine light seemed to shine in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
Seeing that Yang Jian ignored him, he immediately added, "And although this Three-Headed Flood Dragon Wolf King is only seventy thousand years old, the special nature of its bloodline makes its soul ring at least as difficult to absorb as an eighty-thousand-year ring. Never mind you-even..."
"Stop barking!"
Yang Jian had not wanted to bother with Yu Xiaogang and only wished to absorb the soul ring quickly, but the man's incessant chatter buzzed like a fly.
It was utterly irritating.
So he snapped back again, "Put plainly, you just think I can't absorb it. Then how about we make a bet? We'll bet on whether I can absorb this soul ring!"
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