He immediately thought of a brilliant way to farm emotion points.
"Yiran, these are all your seniors. Don't speak like that!"
After pretending to scold her granddaughter, Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang turned to the others with a smile. "My granddaughter doesn't know any better. Please forgive her."
That apology was like a soft blade, as though it had dragged out the hearts of everyone from Shrek Academy, scraped them raw over and over, then leisurely put them back.
And topped it off with a casual "sorry."
"She doesn't know any better, but neither do you?"
"Besides, if she doesn't know any better, she can get lost. What, is she planning to stay and absorb the soul ring?"
Just as everyone from Shrek Academy was seething with anger,
they suddenly heard that familiar voice, tinged with roguish swagger.
For some reason, they immediately felt reassured.
"What do you mean by that?!"
Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang's temper flared in an instant.
She directed the full pressure of a Six-Ring Soul Emperor at Yang Jian alone.
However,
the scene she had imagined-Yang Jian struggling for breath and collapsing flat on the ground beneath her pressure-never happened.
Instead, he remained perfectly calm.
At first, she thought Flender and Zhao Wuji had intervened, but she soon rejected that conclusion herself.
She hadn't sensed any unusual fluctuations in Flender's or Zhao Wuji's soul power.
In other words,
no one had helped Yang Jian at all.
That meant this boy, who looked several years younger than her granddaughter, had actually withstood her soul power pressure entirely through his own strength.
Could this brat have reached the level of a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?
And a formidable one at that?
How was that possible?
How could such a young, high-level Soul Ancestor exist in this world?
"Have you gone senile?"
"Or are your ears not working?"
"Or has that brain of yours been stuffed full of all the bullshit the Fart God just spouted?"
"Can't tell good words from bad, can you?"
"You won't be happy until I beat the shit and piss out of you, huh?"
Yang Jian snapped back without the slightest courtesy.
[Ding! Extremely intense emotional fluctuations detected in Meng Shu. Reward: one Dragon-Subduing Nail.] [Dragon-Subduing Nail: when deployed, it can suppress anything related to dragons. Its suppressive power depends on the overall strength of the user and the target. Consumes enormous amounts of soul power.] [Ding! Various negative emotions detected in Chao Tianxiang, skyrocketing rapidly. Reward: one Leifeng Pagoda.] [Leifeng Pagoda: when deployed, it can suppress anything related to snakes. Its suppressive power depends on the overall strength of the user and the target. Consumes enormous amounts of soul power.] [Ding! Meng Yiran feels that her dignity has been utterly insulted. Negative emotions have reached their maximum. Reward: one Steal Card.] [Steal Card: after use, randomly steals three of the target's soul skills for your own use. Fails if the target's soul power is higher than yours.] [Ding! Emotional fluctuations detected in Yu Xiaogang, who possesses a martial soul of the same type. Reward: current soul power increased by one level.]
Hmm?
Just those few remarks dropped this many rewards for me?
Not bad.
Sure enough.
No matter how angry the others get, it's hard to get anything good out of them.
But the Fart God is different.
As long as he really gets angry and goes even slightly beyond the system's threshold for him, good stuff drops.
Looks like I'll have to find ways specifically to farm the Fart God's emotion points from now on.
And farm Tang San's while I'm at it.
That guy drops quite a few good things too.
"Yang! Jian!"
Just as the Peerless Dragon Snake and the others were about to strike in their fury, Yu Xiaogang roared first.
He strode toward Yang Jian, his face livid. "Yang Jian! You little bastard! If you want to die, go die somewhere else! Don't drag us down with you!"
"Flender, aren't you going to rein this little bastard in? Are you really planning to fight the Peerless Dragon Snake seniors?!"
Flender's brows immediately knitted at those words.
He truly couldn't understand why Yu Xiaogang, who had once roamed the world alongside him, had become so timid today.
Could it be that Liu Erlong's special attention was what gave him so much confidence back then?
Even if he'd grown afraid of death as he aged over the years,
there was no reason to fear it this much, was there?
Their side had two Soul Saints, after all-one at level seventy-eight and the other at level seventy-six. Even if they lost a fight, their opponents wouldn't come out of it unscathed.
Was there really any need to be this frightened?
And in front of so many juniors, too.
Didn't he find it humiliating?
"Hah!"
"Flender, out of respect for Grandmaster, I'll give you one last chance."
"Hand that shit-spewing bastard over to me, or none of you will leave this place today!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu thundered.
At those words, Flender's scalp prickled. He glanced back at Yang Jian.
Seeing that the boy still looked utterly unconcerned, he couldn't help sighing inwardly.
But when he turned back to face Dragon Duke Meng Shu, he quietly straightened his back.
"Senior Dragon Duke, youngsters don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is. It's understandable that they might say a few unpleasant things."
"I'll lecture him myself when we return. There's no need to trouble you to act, Senior Dragon Duke."
"Besides, if we elders keep clinging to every little mistake our juniors make, wouldn't that be rather small-minded of us?"
As Flender spoke,
everyone from Shrek seemed to stand a little straighter. This was the Dean Flender they knew.
This was the Shrek Academy they had willingly joined.
Even the hot blood in Zhao Wuji's heart was stirred by those words.
But the moment he thought of their opponents' strength, that hard-kindled heat abruptly cooled again.
"Flender, are you really willing to throw away your lives for this little bastard?!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu demanded.
"My husband and I have roamed the world for decades. The Soul Saints who've died at our hands number more than you could count on one hand-perhaps even two."
"Do the Flying Horn and the Immovable Wisdom King think that, just because we're old, we can no longer kill a pair of Soul Saints like you?!"
Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang's voice was cold as well.
"Dragon Duke, Snake Granny, I respect you as my seniors. But if you truly think I, Flender, am easy to bully, come and try!"
As Flender finished speaking,
seven soul rings instantly appeared beneath his feet in the standard configuration: two yellow, two purple, and three black.
Although Zhao Wuji said nothing, the fighting spirit in his eyes was already unmistakable.
Clearly,
he wasn't one to shrink from trouble either.
"Good!"
"Very good!!"
"Absolutely splendid!!!"
"What's so good? Good, my ass!!!"
Just as Dragon Duke Meng Shu was becoming incoherent with rage, Yang Jian snapped back again.
Immediately afterward,
with the several-inch-long Dragon-Subduing Nail in his left hand and the miniature Leifeng Pagoda resting in his right, he hurled them at Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang respectively, using his Heavenly Mystic Jade Hand technique and his knowledge of the Divine Hidden Weapon Compendium.
At that speed and distance, never mind that neither of them had reached the Titled Douluo level-even an actual Titled Douluo standing before him might not have been able to dodge.
Yang Jian had that much confidence.
"The so-called strongest beneath the Titled Douluo level is, in the end, nothing more than a Soul Douluo and a Soul Emperor working together."
"How about entrusting the heads of the Peerless Dragon Snake seniors to me?"
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